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This scene shocked everyone. They looked at the swaying shadows in fear and dared not make a sound. Although the shadows were moving, they never left the riverbed. Some timid villagers were so scared that their legs went weak and their faces turned pale.

"What is that? Oh my God, it's so scary!" Someone couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

"Shut up! Don't attract those things over here!" another person warned quickly.

"It's so scary! I want to go back! I want to go back!" a villager shouted in horror.

When the old village chief heard the news and saw this scene, his face changed drastically. He hurriedly walked to Fatty Wang to inquire about the situation.

"What...what are those things?" The old village chief's voice was trembling.

Fatty Wang's face also looked bad. He frowned tightly and was confused by the old village chief's questions.

He could only appease the old village chief and ask him to stay calm and let the timid villagers go back and not gather here.

However, he was also nervous and frowned. He had never seen such a strange thing before. The things in this village seemed to be much more complicated than what Zhang Hao had explained.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down and think of a solution. He knew they had to find those who stole the Zhenjiang Dragon Coffin as soon as possible, otherwise the village would never have peace.

At the same time, inside Yin City, Zhang Hao was sitting in a spacious hall with a frown on his face, lost in thought.

Zhang Qilin beside him had an indifferent expression on his face. He stood quietly in front of the window, staring at the desolate and bleak scenery outside the window, and remained silent for a long time.

"Master Zhang, do you have any new instructions or tasks to give us during your visit?"

Bai Wuchang stood aside with a smile on his face and a tone full of flattery. The look he gave Zhang Hao was full of caution and care.

After all, Zhang Hao was their wealthy boss, and the rewards he casually gave out were enough to equal their salaries in the underworld for many years. They naturally did not dare to offend such an existence easily.

Moreover, it was not difficult to carry out tasks in the Yin City, and often one could get generous rewards just by doing it. How could they let go of such a good thing?

Zhang Hao pondered for a long time, finally slowly raised his eyes and cast his gaze towards Bai Wuchang beside him.

"During this period of time, you should have gained a fairly in-depth understanding of the potential customer groups around Yin City? I wonder what conclusions you have come to?" His voice was steady and powerful.

Seeing this, Bai Wuchang immediately went over with a smile on his face. "Don't worry, Master Zhang. We have already conducted a detailed investigation of the wandering ghosts in the surrounding area. Since Yin City is full of Yin energy, it has naturally become a gathering place for many wandering ghosts. Therefore, the number of potential customers in the surrounding area is quite considerable."

"If measured by the standards set by Lord Zhang before, the total number of potential customers will not be less than twenty. And this is just the data generated by the daily wandering of wandering ghosts." Bai Wuchang reported incessantly, his words full of confidence.

After listening to Bai Wuchang's report, Zhang Hao nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good, it seems that my previous judgment was correct." After saying this, he stood up and began to pace back and forth in the room, appearing to be thinking about something.

"This time, whether it is the business of the Yin-Yang Inn or other affairs of the Yin and Yang worlds, we must take care of both and not neglect either." He looked meaningfully at Zhang Qilin, who had his back to him.

Zhang Qilin always looks like he has a lot on his mind, as if he is out of tune with this world.

If it weren't for the fact that he is now mainly responsible for the Yin-Yang Inn's corpse-carrying business in the world of the living, people would probably mistakenly believe that he has nothing to do with the Yin-Yang Inn opened by Zhang Hao.

As the technical consultant of Yin Yang Inn, Zhang Qilin always maintained his usual indifference and arrogance. He tapped the table lightly with his slender index finger twice, as if thinking about something. At this time, Zhang Hao finally made up his mind.

He took out a bottle with a unique shape and a faint gray light from his arms and gently placed it on the table in front of him.

"There are three drops of Yin and Yang essence in it, which is a reward for your hard work in investigation during this period. At the same time, I have a more important task for you to do, and you must prepare it in the shortest time possible." His tone was firm and decisive.

Upon hearing this, the Black and White Impermanence couldn't help but smile at each other, with unconcealable excitement flashing in their eyes.

It had been less than a week since they last obtained a drop of Yin and Yang Origin, but they didn't expect to get three more drops so soon.

How could this not make them happy?

They stood in front of Zhang Hao respectfully and bowed their heads slightly in greeting.

"Master Zhang, please give us your orders. As long as we can do it, we will do our best to complete it and will not let you worry about it." Their voices were full of firmness and determination.

Zhang Hao smiled and nodded.

He knew that there would always be brave men when there was a big reward, and what's more, the Black and White Impermanence were originally ghost messengers from the underworld, so it was perfect to let them carry out this task.

"Actually, the task I want to arrange is very simple. I hope that you can start preparing to set up a branch of Yin Yang Inn in this Yin City that is specifically responsible for the underworld business. Because the Yin Yang Inn itself undertakes business from both the Yin and Yang worlds, we cannot limit the business to one store, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings and troubles." He explained his plan in detail.

"To put it bluntly, I just want to set up a new department based on the original Yin Yang Inn. This department will be responsible for the business of the underworld and implement a system of dividing the yin and yang worlds with the original Yin and Yang Inn." Zhang Hao tried his best to express his meaning clearly.

The Black and White Impermanence standing by also heard it very clearly. They knew that this task was of great significance to Zhang Hao.

However, this task was not without difficulty. They knew in their hearts that it would be difficult to explain to the ghost mansion.

Although Zhang Hao now holds a high official position in the underworld and has received considerable rewards, it is well known that his relationship with the King of Hell has always been unharmonious.

If the Yin-Yang Inn's Yin-Yang branch is established completely in accordance with Zhang Hao's wishes, then where will the status of the Ghost Mansion be placed? This question is indeed a bit tricky for them. It is obviously impossible to say that Heibai Wuchang has no entanglement and concerns in his heart.

But... when they cast their greedy eyes on the small gray bottle again, Hei Wuchang finally couldn't help licking his lips and made up his mind.

"Don't worry, Lord Zhang. Leave this matter to us!" Their voices were firm and powerful, as if they were ready to face all challenges.

Zhang Hao seemed to have expected such a result, so his expression did not fluctuate at all. He turned to look at the Black and White Impermanence and said in a steady tone: "Regarding the construction of Yin City's Yin Yang Inn in the Yin Realm, you can ask the Ox-Headed and Horse-Face to help. In short, we must build a branch of the Yin Yang Inn in the shortest possible time. After all, this is related to our future business development."

Hearing this, the Black and White Impermanence nodded slightly without saying anything more. They knew Zhang Hao's style of doing things very well, and they also understood the importance of this task.

After making these arrangements, Zhang Hao planned to go to Zhang Qilin to discuss it. Although Wang Pangzi was mainly responsible for the business of Yangjie, Zhang Qilin still needed to check the specific implementation. He whispered, "Brother Qilin, do you have any opinions on my arrangement just now?"

Zhang Qilin's eyes flickered slightly, and then he picked up the black gold ancient knife from the table and said lightly: "You arrange it." After that, he turned and left, leaving behind a chic back.

Zhang Hao was about to catch up when he suddenly felt the communication jade token on his body move.

This jade token was specially made for them to facilitate communication. After all, Yin City is located at the junction of Yin and Yang, and ordinary communication equipment cannot cover this place at all.

Once something important happens, this jade tablet becomes the key for them to convey information.

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He subconsciously took out the communication jade token and felt that the message on it was sent by Fatty Wang.

After briefly understanding what happened, Zhang Hao couldn't help but sigh and his expression became solemn.

"It seems that things are heading in the worst direction. If they are not resolved in time, I am afraid it will lead to a disaster."

Zhang Hao no longer hesitated. After bidding farewell to the Black and White Impermanence, he hurriedly went after Zhang Qilin.

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On the river, heavy rain poured down, as if to drown the whole world. The mountainside was covered with dark clouds, and muffled thunder roared in the ears, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.

Fatty Wang pursed his lips, stood by the river holding an umbrella, and stared at the place where the white shadow had been wandering before.

There was no one there at the moment, but his heart was filled with confusion and anxiety.

Ever since he got his rank, he has been trying to do more, but his abilities are limited, and he lacks the experience and means to deal with supernatural events between yin and yang.

If we act rashly, we might end up making things worse and causing harm to the villagers of Sanjiashan Village.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard behind him. Fatty Wang turned around and saw the old village chief running over with an umbrella, panting. His face was full of anxiety and helplessness, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Little brother, what should we do now? Although the white shadows have disappeared temporarily, who knows when they will appear again?"

"It's not a solution to just sit and wait like this. People in the village are already starting to panic. When will Mr. Yin Yang come and solve the problem?" The old village chief's tone was full of urging and expectation.

Fatty Wang understood the old village chief's anxiety, and he comforted him, "Don't worry, I've already spread the news. As long as Brother Zhang Hao sees the news I spread, he will come as quickly as possible. Besides, our problem is not too big. After all, the Water Dragon King is still here, so I'm sure they won't be able to cause any big trouble."

The old village chief felt relieved after hearing what Fatty Wang said. But then he thought of another question and couldn't help but pat his thigh: "Little brother, this talisman needs to be pasted on the forehead and shoulders for three days. During these three days, no one can guarantee that it will not fall off. If it really falls off, will there be any problems?"

Fatty Wang was a little amused by this question, but he still patiently explained: "In fact, the talismans I pasted on you are all for peace and happiness. On the one hand, they can dissolve the dragon energy in your body and make it dissipate on its own; on the other hand, they can temporarily seal your three rows and seven orifices, so that the dragon energy will not affect your luck for the time being. Even if it falls off, I guess it won't be a big problem."

After listening to Fatty Wang's explanation, the old village chief finally felt relieved. He sighed and said, "That's good. I thought..."

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a loud shout from behind: "Found it, found it!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Zhuzi running over with excitement on his face. He ran and shouted breathlessly, "We found the Yin-Yang Master!"

Zhuzi ran to the village chief and Fatty Wang, bent down, his eyes full of excitement and excitement.

The village chief rolled his eyes at Zhuzi's expression and said, "What did you find? This guy always makes a fuss. Can't you see I'm talking to this little brother?"

Zhuzi scratched his head and chuckled twice: "I was just too excited and couldn't help it." His look made the old village chief next to him roll his eyes involuntarily.

"What did you see? Tell me quickly! There is such a big thing happening in the village and you can still laugh!" The village chief urged unhappily.

Zhuzi realized his mistake and couldn't help but smile awkwardly: "Didn't this old man ask me to go to the Yin Yang Inn to inform Mr. Yin Yang? But before I could even get out of the mountain pass, I saw them coming with another person." He pointed behind him, "It probably won't be long before they come to our village."

"That's great! As long as we have the Yin-Yang Master here, basically any problem, no matter how big, can be easily solved." The old village chief smiled with relief, and the big stone that had been hanging on his heart finally fell to the ground.

Fatty Wang didn't say much, but looked at the river again.

The sky was terribly gloomy at this time, and the river surface had become unusually calm. He reached out and touched his nose, as if he suddenly thought of something: "Village Chief, I want to ask what the funeral customs in our village are like? Is there any similarity with the scene we saw before?"

The reason why he asked such a question was because Fatty Wang felt that the strange phenomenon he encountered this time seemed to be different from those he encountered in the past. However, even he himself couldn't tell exactly what was different.

After hearing what Fatty Wang said, the old village chief thought for a moment before nodding his head: "You know what, the scene we just saw really seems a bit like the shaman dance we have here. Shaman dance is a very old custom in the villages along the river." (End of this chapter)