My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

After listening to the Night Wanderer's words, the King of Hell nodded secretly, "So, the self-explosion is indeed true."

"The matter of the Heavenly Soldiers is also true."

"It's just that it's a little strange that Meng Po appeared unscathed."

After thinking for a moment, Night Walker continued.

"Meng Po said that she accidentally destroyed the soul-suppressing magic circle. This is possible."

"Because not long after she left, I saw Zhao Li also escape from there."

"I guess Meng Po must have let that person from the mortal world suffer in the end, otherwise Zhao Li wouldn't have escaped so easily."

"It's just that I don't understand. If Meng Po really made that person in the mortal world suffer, she should have struck while the iron was hot and resolved the matter as soon as possible."

“Why are we advised to take it easy?”

The King of Hell didn't seem to be interested in the Night Wandering God's questions. He just shook his head and asked.

"Did you notice?"

"Just now, there seemed to be a little more hatred in the look Meng Po gave me?"

"Strange, this expression has only appeared when she looks at others before."

"This is the first time she has looked at me with such hatred."

"It seems that this Yin Yang Inn."

“It’s really not easy!”

The Night Walker nodded slightly and said nothing more.

He just thought that the sudden appearance of such a powerful figure in the world of the living might be a good thing for the underworld if handled properly.

But if it is not handled properly, it may become a disaster in the underworld.

At least judging from the current revival of the ancient official road, this person in the world is by no means an ordinary person.

"Gather the ten great ghost commanders to guard the ten great ghost towns."

"The four great judges are in charge of the Wind and Thunder Hell at the morning position, the Fire Doctor Hell at the afternoon position, the Diamond Hell at the evening position, and the Cold Hell at the midnight position."

"The six guards guard the Chouwei and the six hells of Youfu, Quanqu, Yinfu, Kunyu, and Youdu to ensure that no outsiders get close."

"The Seventy-Five Departments will inspect all the ancient official roads from today onwards and report any disturbance immediately."

"No matter how powerful this person from the mortal world is, we in the underworld must not let him mess things up just in case."

The Night Wanderer nodded, then bowed and took his leave.

"Yes!"

"Sir, I will convey the order right away!"

On the other side, in the Yin Yang Inn, Zhang Hao was sitting in the room, secretly thinking about how to attack the underworld, when the voice of the system suddenly rang in his mind.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the task of keeping the bodies of the six great patriarchs! ]

Safekeeping the corpse was one order, and helping the six major sects deliver the corpse was another order.

However, for the task of keeping the corpse, Zhang Hao only took a little luck from the five sect leaders. The real big payout was still the task of delivering the corpse.

Therefore, after hearing the news, Zhang Hao did not feel too much of a stir.

He just whispered to himself: "After completing the corpse delivery mission this time, the inn should be able to upgrade comprehensively."

"By then, we can upgrade to a level three inn by making another trip to Hades."

A level 3 inn can open a ghost market, and a level 4 inn can create a ghost town.

It doesn’t take much thought to know that the profits from the ghost market must be much greater than those from the inn.

Once the Ghost Market is established, the source of yin and yang here will be inexhaustible.

"But how can I get the seal of Hades?"

“This is such a difficult question!”

At the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, the most magical mountain in SC Province is Qingcheng Mountain, with a main peak as high as 1,260 meters, surrounded by undulating peaks and lush green forests.

Qingcheng Mountain is one of the major holy places for Taoism in Longguo, and many folk stories are circulated here.

The most well-known of these is the story of Bai Suzhen at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.

However, folk tales are not groundless.

In the past, you might have thought that these were stories made up by our ancestors to kill time.

But now, as Zhang Qilin was walking with a corpse in the lush green forests of Qingcheng Mountain, he couldn't help but think secretly.

Are those folk tales and stories we have heard in the past really just legends and stories?
Before coming to the Yin Yang Inn, he didn't quite believe in ghosts and gods. Although he had seen zongzi, he only regarded it as a kind of monster.

In fact, zongzi is a corpse that has transformed into a zombie, and is essentially a monster.

I heard Zhang Hao say before that in the general perception, monsters are wild beasts that people cannot name.

But in the eyes of Mr. Yin Yang, monsters have a special explanation.

That is outside the six realms and not within the five elements.

All such people are monsters.

From Mr. Yin and Yang's perspective, the existence of monsters is reasonable.

Similarly, the existence of ghosts is reasonable.

It’s just that Zhang Qilin and the others have never encountered this before, so they don’t believe it.

Just like the legends left over from ancient times, few people believe them because they are too exaggerated and outrageous.

Zhang Qilin glanced around at the quiet forest. The forest path under the night light looked particularly eerie and strange. People with less courage would not dare to walk on such a road.

After walking for a long time, Zhang Qilin finally came back to his senses. His thoughts were no longer on Bai Suzhen. Instead, he gently shook the Yin-Yang Corpse-Driving Bell in his hand, followed by a long shout.

"Ringling..."

"Ghosts lead the way, living people stay away!"

"Ringling..."

"Evil spirits stay away and do not disturb travelers!"

"Dang Dang!"

Of the five bodies, four have been sent back safely, and only one remains, which is the body of Taoist nun Honglian from Qingcheng Mountain.

In the past, Zhang Qilin was focused when traveling, but now he is quite proficient in the art of summoning souls, and with it as a guide, the journey of driving corpses seems much easier.

You just need to control the residual soul in the Yin-Yang Corpse-Driving Bell, and the corpse behind you will not get out of control.

When they reached halfway up the mountain, Zhang Qilin suddenly stopped, turned around and examined the corpse, frowning slightly.

"What went wrong?"

"I followed the divine summoning technique taught by Hao Xie and took every step carefully. How could I..."

Along the way, Zhang Qilin tried from time to time to summon the gods with corpses like Zhang Hao did, but he found that the actual operation was much more difficult than what he saw when he witnessed the battle between Zhang Hao and Judge Meng Po in the inn that day.

He was frustrated that he failed to summon the gods for any of the five corpses.

Looking at the corpse in front of him, Zhang Qilin muttered to himself.

"It's only two hours away from the Qingcheng Mountain Taoist Temple."

"Once the body is returned, there will be no room for experimentation."

"Take this opportunity and try again. Maybe it will work."

After saying this, Zhang Qilin nodded slightly, thinking to himself: As long as I don't tell anyone about the secret use of the Qingcheng Mountain Patriarch to practice martial arts, no one will know. So, he took out three incense sticks from under his cloak, lit them and placed them in the hands of the corpse, then closed his eyes slightly and chanted softly to the corpse of Taoist nun Honglian.

"The way of heaven is clear and bright, and the way of earth is effective!"

"Heavenly soldiers and earthly generals, divine soldiers and officers!"

"Five Thunder Gods, listen to my orders!"

"Please God!"

Before he finished speaking, a fluorescent light flashed on the body of Taoist nun Honglian, but it disappeared in a flash, as if it had never appeared. Zhang Qilin couldn't help but feel confused. The corpse clearly reacted, why was it so short-lived?

He had no time to analyze the reason, and could only watch the corpse fall into silence again. He shook his head helplessly, sighed, and continued to walk towards the Taoist temple on the mountain.

"Ugh……"

"The shopkeeper's unique skills are indeed difficult to master."

"If you want to fully understand how to use a corpse to summon the gods, you can only go back and ask Brother Zhang Hao for advice."

……

At the same time, inside the Taoist temple in Qingcheng Mountain, the Taoists did not rest, but gathered at the entrance of the ancestral hall with different expressions.

"There have been strange noises coming from the ancestral hall recently. I even seemed to see the shadow of our ancestor once!"

"You must have seen it wrong. The portrait of the ancestor was made by a master and hung in the Zhen position of the ancestral hall. Whenever it is a cloudy month or cloudy day, the moonlight shines on the portrait and the shadow of the ancestor will appear."

"I see. Then why are we staying here now?"

"Haven't you heard? Yesterday morning, a black cat appeared in the master's house!"

"Black cat? Why does it feel so familiar?"

"It's the one that appeared before the rain of ghost money at Qingcheng Mountain last time."

"Why is it here again?"

"It is said that a letter was sent to the headmaster, saying that the body was delivered today and that we should prepare to welcome the ancestor back to the mountain."

"Is the Grandmaster really coming back?"

"You may not know this, but the founders of the major sects in Longhu Mountain, Wudang Mountain, Emei Mountain, Kongtong Mountain, and Kunlun Mountain have all returned to their mountains!"

"Oh my God, I only heard about it before, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

"You don't know yet, right? After the ancestors of several major sects returned to the mountains, those sect masters broke through one after another. Now, except for our leader, all other sect masters have broken through."

"There are so many benefits to the ancestor's return to the mountains? It's amazing!"

"Shh... the master is coming!"

At this time, the front of the ancestral hall was already filled with disciples from Mount Qingcheng.

When the Taoist nun in red walked by, she could also hear their whispers.

As the head of the sect, she knew the news earlier than anyone else, but even so, she couldn't help but feel anxious.

Especially after hearing that the other sect leaders had made breakthroughs, they were even more eager to hope that the ancestor would return to the mountain as soon as possible. Unfortunately, Qingcheng Mountain was the farthest from the Yin-Yang Inn, and Zhang Qilin had just arrived.

The nun in red shook her head secretly, thinking to herself: In fact, the strength of the other sect leaders has stagnated for many years, such as Taoist Master Daoxuan, who has not made a breakthrough in nearly fifty years. It's not that they are not practicing enough, but they can't find the opportunity to break through in the last step.

Just like Wang Pangzi's entry into the realm of the spirit, if Zhang Hao hadn't helped him enter the spiritual world to experience it, he might never have been able to enter the realm of the spirit, because he had never had any signs of entering the realm of the spirit. The same was true for the several major clan leaders.

Now hearing that Master Zhao of Mount Longhu and the Sect Master of Mount Emei have both achieved breakthroughs, the Taoist nun in red is even more convinced that the return of the founder to the mountain will not only change the fortune of the sect, but also bring her the breakthrough opportunity she has been looking for for a long time.

Today, the ancestor is about to return to the mountain. Just as the red-robed Taoist nun was deep in thought, a ethereal and strange voice suddenly came from outside the Taoist temple.

"Ringling..."

"Ghosts lead the way, living people stay away!"

"Ringling..."

"Evil spirits stay away and do not disturb travelers!"

"Dang Dang!"

This sound intertwined with the shouting caused the red-clothed Taoist nun's delicate body to tremble. A trace of astonishment flashed across her eyes, which was then replaced by ecstasy.

"Could it be that... the footman has arrived?"

The Taoist nun in red quickly waved her hands and gave loud instructions to the disciples.

"All disciples of Qingcheng Mountain listen up!"

"Follow me to the gate of the Taoist temple to welcome the Grandmaster back to the mountain!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the Taoist nun in red couldn't wait to walk towards the main gate of the Taoist temple.

In a short while, she and the sect's disciples arrived at the gate of the Taoist temple in a mighty manner.

However, there was still no one at the entrance. Just as the disciples were discussing in confusion, two figures suddenly appeared on the mountain road at the entrance of the Taoist temple.

Both of them were wearing black cloaks, one was walking and the other was jumping.

Whenever the bell rang, the person behind him would take a step forward.

It was not until the two of them arrived at the entrance of the Taoist temple that the person in front of them shouted coldly.

"By order of the shopkeeper!"

"Zhang Qilin from Yin Yang Inn!"

"I have come to deliver the corpse of the founder of Qingcheng Mountain, Taoist nun Honglian!"

When the red-dressed Taoist nun at the gate of the Taoist temple heard the words "Yin Yang Inn", her eyes became even more ecstatic and she hurriedly took two steps forward and asked.

"Meet the footman!"

"Thank you for your hard work along the way, Master Walker!"

"Please go into the Taoist temple and rest for a while."

Zhang Qilin nodded slightly. These people had been to the inn before, witnessed the battle between Zhang Hao and the judge, and knew the power of the inn, so they were full of awe for the inn.

Along the way, several major clan leaders were very polite to Zhang Qilin. At this time, Zhang Qilin was not polite either. He glanced at everyone and said coldly.

"Too many people, too much yang energy, it's easy for the corpses to turn into corpses."

"Please disperse if you are not interested."

The nun in red nodded when she heard this. She had originally thought that this would show more respect to the ancestor's return to the mountain, but she didn't expect that it would cause more trouble. So she turned around and waved to everyone and said.

"Let's all go to the ancestral hall and wait."

"From today on, you must bathe and burn incense within three days, recite scriptures and fast within seven days, and all disciples must come to the ancestral hall to worship every day!"

"Go down."

The sect disciples looked at each other and responded one after another.

"Yes!"

Afterwards, there were only a few people left at the entrance of the Taoist temple. Zhang Qilin rang the Yin-Yang Corpse-Driving Bell again and took a step forward.

"Ringling..."

"Jump!"

When he reached the threshold, Zhang Qilin shouted, and the corpse behind him took a big step forward. After jumping over the threshold, Zhang Qilin nodded slightly, looked around the Taoist temple, and asked.

"Where is the ancestral hall?"

The nun in red looked at the corpse behind Zhang Qilin in surprise, thinking to herself that the ancestor was so obedient to Zhang Qilin. He is worthy of being the footman of the Yin-Yang Inn! This kind of ability is probably unparalleled in the world.

Earlier, Zhao Tian from Longhu Mountain mentioned that he could not fight against any of those corpses, and it was a fluke that he escaped, let alone driving the corpses.

From the moment he met Zhang Qilin, he sensed the evil spirit, negative energy, and the familiar death energy emanating from the person behind Zhang Qilin - that was the death energy that the Judge had imposed on the heavenly soldiers and was later absorbed by their ancestor.

After this comparison, he was sure that the man was his ancestor.

The nun in red nodded, pointed to the west, and said softly, "Master, please follow me."

Then she led Zhang Qilin to the ancestral hall.

That night, the Taoist temple in Qingcheng Mountain was brightly lit, but no one noticed that the moon had lost its brilliance. It was not because of dark clouds, but because of a lunar eclipse. At this time, it happened to be a cloudy moon and cloudy day.

When Zhang Qilin entered the ancestral hall carrying the body of Taoist nun Honglian, the Taoist nun in red clothes beside him couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

In the ancestral hall, a fluorescent shadow slowly disappeared, but at the moment of disappearance, he turned his head to look at the body behind Zhang Qilin. In the blink of an eye, the shadow disappeared without a trace.

The nun in red looked up at the sky in confusion and frowned, "How strange! There was clearly no moon just now, so where did this shadow come from?"

Zhang Qilin glanced at him calmly and replied, "The residual soul of your ancestor is in the ancestral hall. You are lucky. If the residual soul of your ancestor is stronger, the fortune of Qingcheng Mountain may be better." (End of this chapter)