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

Do you know how he became the governor of Yin City?" Youhun said mysteriously.

"Isn't it said that the governor of Yinshi has always been a ghost messenger from the underworld? And only a fifth-rank official can come here. How is it possible that this gentleman is a person from the world of the living?" Someone raised a question.

"Hmph, you don't know that this governor of Yin City was conquered by that lord from Yang World with his own strength!" Youhun said shockingly.

"Shooted down? How is that possible?" everyone exclaimed.

"It is said that when the Ghost Gate opened wide, the lord from the Yang World broke into it directly, captured all the wandering souls in the Netherworld, and also drove away many ghost messengers and generals. Finally, the King of Hell had no choice but to negotiate peace, granting him a fifth-rank official position and letting him take up the post in the Yin City!" The wandering soul told the story vividly.

"This is unlikely, isn't it? The Underworld has existed for so many years, and I've never heard of anyone daring to challenge it like this!" Someone expressed disbelief.

"Everything I said is true. Believe it or not is up to you!" After the wandering soul said this, he stopped talking.

Tiezhu frowned and turned to look at the fortune teller, only to see that he also had a sad look on his face.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" Tiezhu asked.

The fortune teller sighed again and said slowly, "Recently, I have been hearing a lot of legends about this gentleman. What that person just said is probably true. This gentleman is indeed a killing god!"

Hearing this, Tiezhu looked at the fortune teller curiously, "You know that too?"

The fortune teller nodded, "Everyone has been talking about it these past few days, how could they not know? It is said that when the gates of hell were opened, the Hades sent out a large number of ghost soldiers, but they were helpless against that lord. The seventh-rank ghost messengers were easily suppressed by him, and the sixth-rank ghost commanders such as the Black and White Impermanence and the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons had no power to fight back in front of him, and the fifth-rank ghost generals could not even last more than three moves. The King of Hell seemed to be frightened and negotiated peace without even leaving the door. This killer's reputation is now known to everyone in the Yin City."

After hearing this, Tiezhu felt mixed emotions.

After a moment, he said firmly: "No matter whether this gentleman is good or bad, I will find a way to go back. My parents are still waiting for me."

The fortune teller looked at Tiezhu with a wry smile, "Your parents must be very worried now. But you said that you have been in the Yin City for less than two hours in the Yang World."

"Child, you should think about how to survive here," the fortune teller advised.

However, Tiezhu was even more determined to go back. "Sir, I must go back. Can you tell me how to go back? The teacher said that there is a solution to any problem. I don't believe there is no way to return to the Yang world."

The fortune teller pondered for a moment, looked towards the gate of Yin City in the east, and said in a deep voice: "There is indeed a way, but the possibility of success is very small. And you need the cooperation of people from Yang World."

"You have to know that the underworld is completely different from the world of the living. A river you see in the world of the living may become a tree in the underworld. These two worlds are completely different. So, it is impossible for you to find the way back by yourself," explained the fortune teller.

Tiezhu still didn't give up, "Sir, please tell me a way. What if it can be realized? If I go back, if you have any unfulfilled wishes in the Yang World, I will help you fulfill them."

This sentence seemed to touch the fortune teller's heartstrings. He stared at Tiezhu blankly for a long time and said, "Okay. It doesn't hurt to tell you. This method is very tricky. It requires a master in the Yang world who is proficient in yin and yang to prepare a puppet for you and hang your horoscope on the puppet. This puppet must have a certain spiritual energy, or be a beast that has lived for a long time."

"Then at noon on the second day after you die, throw this beast to the crossroads. A beast will appear in our Yin City to pick you up. It can't see you or the Yin City, so it will bark three times. If you can find it within these three calls, you can follow it back, and it will lead you to find the way back to the Yang World. But if you don't find it within three calls..."

"The wandering souls that leave the city for the first time will be engraved with the mark of Yin City. Once a period of time passes, you will be engraved with this mark forever and can never go back. It is precisely because of this mark that everyone has only one chance. If you use it, you can only stay in Yin City forever." The fortune teller said in detail.

After hearing this, Tiezhu couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

This method was almost impossible for him to achieve.

His parents were ordinary farmers who could barely read or write, let alone be proficient in the art of yin and yang.

The people in the village are all simple farmers. Except for a few educated people in the health station, the others are ordinary farmers. It is simply a fantasy to want to find a master who is proficient in yin and yang.

Despite this, Tiezhu still looked at the fortune teller and asked, "Sir, if I can really get out one day, is there anything you need my help with?"

The fortune teller thought about it. Although he knew that the possibility of Tiezhu getting out was very small, he still smiled and said, "There are indeed two things that have not been completed. But... let's wait until you have a chance to get out before we talk about it."

Just as he finished speaking, a group of ghost messengers suddenly came along the road. The leader walked up to the iron pillar, looked at him carefully, and asked tentatively: "You...did you come here recently?"

Tiezhu blinked, with a hint of fear in his eyes. He leaned towards the fortune teller and nodded weakly.

"Your name is Tiezhu? Is your father's surname Xu? From Qinchuan Village?" the ghost continued to ask. Tiezhu became even more flustered. He hid beside the fortune teller and dared not speak. He just nodded.

The fortune teller also saw that these ghost messengers seemed to be well prepared, and he couldn't help but think that sometimes the ghost messengers would capture some wandering souls in the ghost market to do hard labor, often for hundreds of years. So he quickly pleaded, "Gentlemen, this kid has just come to the ghost market and doesn't know the rules yet. If there is any inadequacy in the hospitality, I hope you will forgive me."

"Gentlemen, how about sitting down to rest your feet and drink some water to moisten your throat? How about I tell fortunes for you to relieve your boredom?" Tiezhu asked tentatively, with a hint of alertness in his eyes.

The leading Yincha glanced at Tiezhu, a hint of impatient sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he waved his hand to drive him away, "Go away, go away, what can you calculate, kid?"

"Let me ask you, young man." The Yinchai changed the subject and stared at the iron pillar with a sharp gaze, "Who are you, the fifth-rank Yinshi governor who is about to take office?"

Tiezhu was stunned, and subconsciously pointed his finger at himself, with a bewildered look on his face, muttering to himself: How do I know what relationship he has with me? A series of question marks seemed to float across his head. However, looking at the determined eyes of the ghost messengers, it seemed that they had already determined that he had some unknown connection with the governor. What on earth was going on?
Tiezhu looked at the fortune teller beside him in confusion, only to find that the fortune teller was also staring at him with wide eyes and a look of shock. Then a bright smile broke out on his face, and he held Tiezhu's hand tightly and said anxiously: "Oh, little brother! I am so blind that I didn't realize that you have such a deep connection with the incoming fifth-rank governor!"

"I've read the heavens and the earth, but I failed today!" The fortuneteller shook his head, looking extremely regretful. "Since you know the governor, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Tiezhu frowned, his eyes full of confusion, and spread his hands to show that he knew nothing about it. But the ghost messengers seemed to have lost their patience at this time, waving their hands to interrupt and said: "Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense. The general is still waiting for you, you come back with us. Someone will come to pick you up next year."

After saying that, the ghost wanted to drag Tiezhu away. Tiezhu quickly turned back to look at the fortune teller and asked anxiously: "Sir, can you take this gentleman with you? He... He is my friend."

Hearing this, the fortune teller's eyes flashed with gratitude. He nodded repeatedly and followed: "Yes, sir! I will just follow you and will not cause any trouble."

The ghost glanced at the fortune teller, and seemed to have some reservations, so he nodded, tacitly agreeing. The fortune teller followed Tiezhu closely and asked in a low voice: "Kid, your background is not simple! I didn't expect you to have such an identity! Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Tiezhu looked at the fortune teller innocently and replied softly, "I don't understand it either. I want to ask you something."

The fortune teller pondered for a moment, thinking that Tiezhu might not really know the truth, but since the new fifth-rank governor was from the Yang world, it was very likely that Tiezhu's relatives had found this governor, and that's why he sent the Yin messenger to the Yin market to look for Tiezhu. In this way, there was hope for Tiezhu to return to the Yang world.

Remembering that Tiezhu had mentioned that there were still some unfinished business in the Yang World, the fortune teller quickly said, "Kid, do you still mean what you said before? Did you promise to help me with a few things in the Yang World?"

Tiezhu nodded without hesitation: "Just tell me what you want me to do. I will do my best to do what I can. You are the first friend I met in the underworld, and you are still alive. I am not that scared because of you. So, if you want me to do anything, I will do my best."

The fortune teller nodded with satisfaction and said slowly: "It's not a big deal. To me, the object is no longer important, but to you, it is very useful. I just think that since it is useless, it is better to help you achieve your goal."

"I want to give you an opportunity!" the fortune teller said mysteriously, "and this opportunity can only be opened by you."

"Give me an opportunity?" Tie Zhu looked puzzled. "Sir, what does this mean?"

The fortune teller nodded and explained, "In the Yang World, there is a village called Sanjiashan, located on the bank of the Yangtze River. In the nearby river basin, there is an ancient coffin from the ancient times. Ten corpses were once sealed in the ancient coffin, but you don't have to worry. Since you are acquainted with the fifth-rank governor, that governor is like a killing god. As long as you can persuade him, the corpses will naturally not be a problem."

Although Tiezhu was confused, he still memorized it carefully. The fortune teller continued, "Under the ancient coffin, there is a river god suppressed. In fact, it is an old turtle that has lived for thousands of years. This old turtle carries a box with him. The box contains the only trace of dragon luck and imperial energy left in the world."

"You are still young and have no foundation for cultivation, so you are unable to bear the Dragon Luck and the Imperial Qi. But with that master here, he will definitely find a way to let you absorb a little bit of the Dragon Luck and the Imperial Qi. Even if it is just a little bit, it will be enough for your three generations to enjoy wealth and glory. As for the rest, whether you give it to that master or keep it for yourself, it depends on your own choice."

"Oh, right, there is a key to the box, hidden inside the ancient coffin. Therefore, you need to ask that gentleman to kill the evil spirit inside the coffin before you can get the key. Otherwise, the box cannot be opened."

Tiezhu didn't quite understand what he heard. He only knew that there must be a treasure in the box, but he didn't know what its specific use was. So he asked curiously, "Sir, what is dragon luck? What is imperial energy?"

The fortune teller frowned, and seemed a little hesitant: "This... is a long story, and I'm afraid it's hard to explain clearly if you keep asking. Let me tell you this, in history there was a special group of tomb robbers who were proficient in magic and specialized in robbing the emperor's tomb. They had a secret method that could absorb the emperor's luck and royal aura. The box contains the royal aura and dragon luck left over from all the emperors before their death since ancient times."

"If an ordinary person can possess a trace of imperial energy, demons and monsters will not dare to approach him. If the imperial energy is stronger, even the gods in the sky will be helpless against you. Tell me, is this a good thing?"

Upon hearing this, Tiezhu's eyes sparkled with excitement. He had never expected that this fortune teller knew such a secret. He immediately asked, "Sir, why are you so knowledgeable? Could it be that you are the tomb robber?"

Upon hearing this, the fortune teller showed contempt on his face. He glanced at Tiezhu and said slowly after a while: "You kid, you will know what you should know, and don't ask about what you shouldn't know. Anyway, I have already told you about this opportunity. It depends on you whether you can grasp it. But you must not disclose this to others. This thing is as tempting as a gold mountain to some people. If it is known by people who know about it or practitioners, your life will be in danger! But you must tell the truth to the fifth-rank governor who saved you. Since he can save you, he will not harm you."

Tiezhu nodded blankly, and did not ask any more questions, but he became more curious about the fortune teller's identity. If he believed before that the fortune teller was just an ordinary wandering soul, no different from himself, then now he has understood that this fortune teller is definitely not an ordinary person.

The Yin City was vast and boundless. The two followed the Yinchai for a long time and finally came to a place similar to a government office. The Yinchai led the two to the backyard and announced loudly: "Commander! The person is brought to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a surge of Yin Qi coming from the other side of the yard. These Yin Qi gradually condensed and formed in front of the iron pillar, turning into a figure. This person was the Yin Messenger Commander who had just returned from Zhang Hao. Because the Black and White Impermanence were now Zhang Hao's guests, he was promoted to the position of commander in the underworld. (End of this chapter)