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

"Ring ring ring..."

Fatty Wang opened his eyes sleepily, rubbed his heavy eyelids, and muttered in dissatisfaction: "Who is it? Calling in the middle of the night, do you have any sense of public morality? I finally got a good night's sleep..."

He picked up his phone and looked at the caller ID, instantly becoming more sober.

"Sanjia Mountain Pillar?" He murmured to himself in confusion, "Why are you calling me so late at night? Did something happen?"

Without thinking too much, Fatty Wang answered the phone.

"Hello? Zhuzi, what's going on? You're calling me in the middle of the night."

Zhuzi's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Wang? Oh no, those people from the Archaeological Association are here again! They came without notifying us this time and secretly salvaged the ancient coffin. I think they have already taken the coffin away!"

Fatty Wang was shocked when he heard this and immediately sat up from the bed.

"What? Didn't you tell them the purpose of the ancient coffin? Don't they know the consequences of moving the ancient coffin?"

Zhuzi said anxiously, "I didn't make it. It was our village chief who got there first, found their captain, and told them. We were going to go too, but we didn't expect the weather to suddenly change when the boat reached the center of the river. It was windy and rainy, and the thunder was as loud as a bomb. Before our boat reached the shore, a big whirlpool appeared on the river, and we all fell into the water! Later, the Water Dragon King showed up in time and rescued us, otherwise half of the people in our village would have drowned in the river tonight. And now the rain doesn't seem to stop. If it continues like this, Sanjia Mountain will be flooded! Mr. Wang, please save us!"

After listening to Zhuzi's narration, Fatty Wang was so scared that cold sweat broke out on his back.

He cursed, then hurriedly got out of bed, put on his coat, and walked towards Zhang Hao's room.

"Why are these old stubborn people in the Archaeological Association still thinking about that coffin? Two people died last time, haven't they learned their lesson? Zhuzi, don't worry, I'll go ask our shopkeeper right away. You should lead the villagers to make flood prevention measures first. Even if we know about it now, we can't fly over. You have to rely on yourself during this period. After I finish talking to the shopkeeper, I will call you back!"

In the middle of the night, Fatty Wang hurriedly got up from the bed, glanced at his mobile phone, hesitated for a moment, and muttered to himself: "I don't know if Brother Zhang Hao is asleep... Forget it, human life is at stake, even if he is asleep, I have to wake him up." As he said that, he put on a coat and hurried out of the room.

At night the inn returned to its former tranquility, with only the sound of rain echoing in my ears.

Fatty Wang came to the door of Zhang Hao's room, knocked gently, and asked softly: "Brother Zhang Hao, are you asleep? I have something to ask you."

A slightly surprised voice came from the room: "Fatty? What's the matter?"

This was followed by the sound of slippers stepping on the floor.

"Tap tap tap..." Zhang Hao's room door opened from the inside. He was also wearing a thin coat. He stood at the door and asked Fatty Wang.

"What happened?" Fatty Wang saw that Zhang Hao was still awake and asked quickly.

"Do you still remember the archaeological team we met when we went to Sanjia Mountain before?" Zhang Hao looked up at Fatty Wang when he heard this.

"Are you talking about the group of people who tried to salvage the Zhenjiang dragon coffin?" Fatty Wang frowned, obviously quite impressed by that group of people.

"Yes, that's them." Zhang Hao nodded, with a hint of doubt in his expression, "They went back to Sanjia Mountain again."

"Moreover, they actually took the Zhenjiang Dragon Coffin away without anyone noticing!" Fatty Wang's tone revealed a chill, "Now the village chief of Sanjia Mountain called me and said that it was raining heavily there, with lightning and thunder. I'm afraid it won't be long before the floods become a disaster and submerge more than a dozen surrounding villages."

Zhang Hao's face darkened when he heard this. "These people really don't learn their lesson. Two of them died last time, and one went crazy. But they still don't give up and are planning to take the dragon coffin again."

"You mean, they have already taken the coffin away?" There was a hint of disbelief in Zhang Hao's tone.

Fatty Wang nodded heavily. "Sanjia Mountain is where I first started doing business. I really don't want anything to happen to the villagers there, especially something related to what happened last time."

"This is not a good situation." Zhang Hao frowned, his worry evident in his expression. "As the saying goes, a man is innocent until he is found guilty. There are countless ancient artifacts in Zhenjiang on the Yangtze River, but they chose this Zhenjiang dragon coffin. Unless there is some unknown secret hidden in this dragon coffin, I really can't think of why they are so obsessed with this coffin."

Fatty Wang heard this and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Secret? Are you talking about the key in the coffin?"

Zhang Hao nodded. "I didn't know there was such a thing in the dragon coffin before. It wasn't until today when the fortune-teller told me that I realized the wooden box that the Water Dragon King gave me had such a great origin. It's a pity that the key to the wooden box is hidden in the Zhenjiang dragon coffin."

"We had a chance to get the key when we were in Sanjia Mountain. If we had taken it then, the villagers in Sanjia Mountain wouldn't have to suffer like this now." Zhang Hao sighed and continued, "But I knew nothing about the key to the Zhenjiang Dragon Coffin at the time. When the Water Dragon King gave me the wooden box, he didn't explain its origins. I came back and studied it for a few days but couldn't figure it out, so I just threw it aside."

"I didn't expect that this Zhenjiang dragon coffin would become the nightmare of the villagers in Sanjia Mountain." Fatty Wang sighed, "And this is too coincidental. We just learned the secret of this wooden box today, and the coffin in Sanjia Mountain was taken away. It's really weird."

Fatty Wang frowned, thought for a moment and asked, "Brother Zhang Hao, you said there was such a big commotion over there last time, the people from the Ministry of State Security must have been keeping an eye on the Sanjiashan River Basin, right? How come they didn't react at all when the dragon coffin was moved this time? Could it be... there's someone 'inside'? And it's a powerful figure?"

Zhang Hao naturally understood what Fatty Wang meant.

After the last Sanjiashan incident, the Ministry of State Security must have strengthened surveillance of that area. After all, mysterious things such as the Water Dragon King, the Zhenjiang Dragon Coffin, and the Black and White Impermanence appeared there.

However, now someone was able to take the coffin away quietly. This would be almost impossible without the tacit approval or participation of the Ministry of State Security.

Zhang Hao nodded. "These are not the issues we need to consider now. The fact that the Shiva sect has survived for thousands of years shows that they act in secret and are difficult for ordinary people to detect. The most important thing now is that the Zhenjiang Dragon Coffin has been lost. Once the dragon energy at the bottom of the river is leaked, the villagers by the river will inevitably be affected. It is not a good thing for dragon energy to enter the body."

“Although this dragon energy is a treasure, it emanates from the dragon vein. Most people cannot bear it, especially those defenseless villagers.” Zhang Hao said solemnly, “Hurry up and contact Zhang Qilin and rush to Sanjiashan Village overnight.”

Upon hearing this, Fatty Wang immediately turned around and tried to leave, but Zhang Hao stopped him, "Fatty, why are you in such a hurry? I haven't finished talking yet! If you go like this, do you know how to deal with the dragon energy?"

Fatty Wang turned around and shook his head blankly.

"I almost forgot about this." Zhang Hao patted his forehead, "The most important thing is to solve the problem of dragon energy. Fatty, listen carefully, after you reach Sanjia Mountain, first observe whether there are whirlpools on the river surface. If there are, stand on the shore and use the corpse rope to whip the river bank three times, and then someone will come to find you. Just give this to him."

As he spoke, Zhang Hao took out the city seal from the armchair and handed it to Fatty Wang. "If it's just heavy rain on the river and there's nothing else wrong, then you don't have to worry about it. Next, you hold a blood sacrifice of three animals in Sanjiashan Village, and then give each villager a peace amulet to wear for three days. This can remove the imperial energy in their bodies. As for the flood, you can help organize flood prevention work. This is not something that can be solved with one or two amulets." Fatty Wang nodded and couldn't help asking, "Brother Zhang Hao, you just said... someone will come to see me? Who is that?"

Zhang Hao hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "It's someone you know. But if Jiang Mian is fine, it's best not to call him. He probably... doesn't want to see you, or it's inconvenient for him to show up. Just remember it."

Seeing that Zhang Hao was unwilling to reveal more information, Fatty Wang did not continue to ask, but his heart was full of curiosity.

Seeing that Zhang Hao seemed to have finished explaining, he asked, "Okay, Brother Zhang Hao, is there anything else you want to explain?"

"That's all. Go ahead." Zhang Hao waved his hand, took a deep breath, turned around and walked into his room.

He originally planned to take a look at the Zhenjiang Dragon Coffin when he passed by Sanjia Mountain in the future, but he didn't expect that someone would take it away first.

If, as he guessed, there are Shiva followers in the country, then the Zhenjiang Dragon Coffin might not be brought back for a while.

Shaking his head, Zhang Hao didn't think any more and walked straight back to his room.

The image of the giant turtle appeared in his mind, and he whispered to himself: "I'm afraid you are the most unlucky one this time, right?"

At the same time, Fatty Wang returned to the room and prepared to wake up Zhang Qilin, who lived in the same room with him.

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However, as soon as he entered the door, he found that Zhang Qilin had packed his backpack and was standing at the door waiting for him. Seeing Wang Pangzi coming in, Zhang Qilin said indifferently: "Let's go, I heard everything just now. There is no time to lose, let's set off quickly."

Fatty Wang was stunned for a moment, then picked up his cell phone and the corpse rope and followed Zhang Qilin out the door.

"Damn! Brother Qilin, when did you learn to eavesdrop on other people's conversations? This is a bad habit of yours!" Fatty Wang joked.

Zhang Qilin glanced at Fatty Wang calmly and did not answer. In fact, he did not want to eavesdrop, but since Zhang Hao experienced the six heavenly thunders, his body had also undergone some changes.

Perhaps it was the influence of the Qilin image that appeared in the hellish fire, or perhaps it was that his bloodline was activated when he struggled to save Zhang Hao.

Zhang Qilin now feels that his blood is full of strength, even a little different from that of ordinary people.

He found that he could see farther and hear more clearly.

Just like the conversation between Fatty Wang and Zhang Hao in the yard just now, even if he didn't want to listen, it was clearly heard by him.

It all has to do with his mutated blood.

At this moment, what emerged in Zhang Qilin's mind was the image of the Qilin beast that appeared when he swung the black gold ancient sword towards the fire in the yard.

Although he felt weak and powerless afterwards, after recovering, he found that he seemed to have become stronger.

He didn't know whether this was the effect of the ancient black gold sword or the result of his sudden awakening at that critical moment.

In short, Zhang Hao gained a lot of benefits from experiencing the six heavenly thunders this time.

Fatty Wang followed behind Zhang Qilin, and seeing that he was silent again, he couldn't help but shook his head, muttered a few words in his heart, and didn't say anything more.

After leaving the Yin Yang Inn, Fatty Wang and Zhang Qilin each put a talisman on their bodies and then set out on the journey to Sanjia Mountain.

Since they began to practice cultivation, their skills have improved significantly compared to the past, and the effect of this magic talisman has also become extraordinary.

In just one night, the two arrived at Sanjiashan Village.

Despite the tiring journey, all their fatigue instantly disappeared when they saw the three eye-catching holes above the village.

They went straight to the village and found the village chief and Zhuzi.

The two of them also did not sleep all night. As they could not catch up with Chen Wenjin and his group, they had to return to the village to deal with flood prevention matters.

At this moment, a high sandbag wall has been built outside Sanjiashan Village. These sandbags are made of woven bags filled with sand and gravel left over after the villagers apply fertilizer.

However, since most villagers rely on the water for their livelihood, such supplies are scarce. Although the sandbag wall looks spectacular, it is still thin.

"Oh, savior, you are finally here!" Zhuzi rushed over to call out when he saw Zhang Qilin and Fatty Wang. Then, because he did not see Zhang Hao, he asked, "Where is Mr. Yin Yang?"

Fatty Wang glanced at Zhang Qilin and explained, "The shopkeeper has other important matters to attend to. He has informed us of the arrangements here. You don't need to worry." After saying that, he looked at the river and couldn't help asking, "Has the river always been like this?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuzi also looked towards the river and quickly responded, "Yes! We were really scared yesterday! There was a big whirlpool on the river, and the men in our village all got on the fishing boats, intending to go and argue with those people, but as soon as the boats reached the middle of the river, the whirlpool appeared!"

"We all fell into the water and thought we were dead! Guess who came later?" Zhuzi asked nervously.

Fatty Wang shook his head blankly and thought to himself: I was not here yesterday, how would I know?

Zhuzi said solemnly, "It was the Water Dragon King! The Water Dragon King mentioned by Mr. Yin Yang. He saved us and then went back into the water. We were all shocked at the time and before we had a chance to thank him, he disappeared. After a while, the whirlpool disappeared too."

After listening to Zhuzi's narration, Fatty Wang looked at the river in confusion, muttering to himself: Brother Zhang Hao said someone would come to see me, could it be the Water Dragon King? (End of this chapter)