I Have Drawn a Bet with the Gods to Set Up a Corpse-hunting Inn!

I saw Fatty Wang's eyes widen all of a sudden, looking at the river and the big boat that suddenly appeared, and the people who got off the boat, and said in shock.

"Is this the remnant souls that Brother Han Tang said?"

"Could this ferry be talking about this river?"

"I thought it was a gate or a pier!"

At this moment, Zhang Qilin frowned, hurriedly grabbed Fatty Wang next to him, and said softly.

"Don't talk, these yin men are very sensitive to the smell of people in the world."

Fatty Wang nodded dazedly. Apart from the last time he saw Black and White Impermanence, this was the first time he had seen ghosts, so he was very obedient.

At this time, there were two eunuchs holding black lacquered iron ropes standing by the river, and a phantom of a pointed round hat stood on the bow.

The hat says make money, and he is dressed in white.

When Fatty Wang and Zhang Qilin looked at Bai Wuchang, they suddenly saw that Bai Wuchang seemed to feel something, and suddenly looked towards Mopan.

Zhang Qilin tore off his and Fatty Wang's nine-pin Zhengqin official seal in an instant, then held his breath and covered Fatty Wang's nose. When Fatty Wang saw Bai Wuchang just now, especially when he looked over here, Can not help but startled.

When Zhang Qilin tore off his official position, all the pictures in front of him disappeared.

At this time, Bai Wuchang stood on the bow of the underworld ship, looked towards Mopan, frowned, stared at it for about three minutes, and then murmured softly.

"Am I wrong?"

"I thought I saw Lord Zheng Qin!"

Shaking his head, Bai Wuchang felt that he must have thought too much.

The Lord Zhengqin I saw two days ago walked with Mingwei, and the two figures I saw just now were obviously ordinary people in the world. Without a little Mingwei, how could it be Lord Zhengqin?And how could Lord Zhengqin sneak up behind the grinding wheel?This is completely different from the style of the Lord Zhengqin he saw before. The Lord Zhengqin he saw was very majestic, serious, and unsmiling.

And the two people who were hiding behind the grinding wheel just now hid behind the grinding wheel after noticing Bai Wuchang.

Therefore, Bai Wuchang didn't see it very clearly, just a little confused.

So Bai Wuchang glanced at Mopan again, and then turned his attention to Sanjia Mountain Village.

Zhang Qilin and Fatty Wang squatted quietly behind the mill for about five minutes before Zhang Qilin pointed to the east, and then crept into the village.

At this time, the people in the village also realized that something was wrong.

On the only small road in the village, hundreds of mice ran wildly to the east, as if they were specially here to report.

The members of the archaeological team who were sorting out the archives could not help but come out at this time.

Most of the people in the archaeological team have returned to Kyoto. Because the director of the archaeological team fell ill, everyone felt a little panic, so the salvage of the ancient coffin finally decided to give up.

Chen Wenjin and Dapeng stayed because they wanted to collect more information and improve the file here.

Seeing the sudden power outage at this time, Chen Wenjin and Dapeng couldn't help but walk out. Because they were just close to the west entrance of the village, they both looked towards the west of the village at the same time.

"What's the matter? Such a big fog?"

At this time, the village was still normal, but in the west of the village entrance, there was a thick fog, and it was impossible to see what was behind the fog.

Hundreds of mice rushed out of the fog and ran towards the village, making a 'jiji' sound.

"I'm going, such a big rat!"

"Do the people in this village care?"

Dapeng was so frightened when he saw it, he couldn't help but complain when he stood on the wall, "The mice in the south are too big!"

Chen Wenjin glanced at Dapeng and couldn't help shaking his head helplessly, explaining.

"What do you know?"

"I heard from the villagers that today seems to be the day when they ferry 5.8 souls."

"Every villager follows Mr. Yin-Yang's instructions and prepares to cross the soul at home. These mice are the signal for the start of the soul crossing."

Dapeng blinked, then touched his head and said, "It seems that there is such a thing!"

"A few days ago, I saw that many people in their village began to worship family immortals. I heard what they said about transcending their souls. I was still wondering, the feelings are to prepare for today?"

"But will this work?"

Chen Wenjin shook her head slightly, wanting to say that she didn't know very well, this was what that Mr. Yin Yang said.

But before he could say anything, he saw two figures running into the thick fog at the west entrance of the village, Chen Wenjin frowned slightly, and then said softly.

"Everyone is crossing the soul, what are these two people doing out?"

"Don't they want to cross the soul?"

Dapeng also stood over at this time and followed Chen Wenjin's gaze, "Which two people? Are they from this village?"

Chen Wenjin shook his head, and then said, "It seems to be the fat man next to Mr. Yin Yang, the other one seems a little familiar, as if I've seen it before!"

"Have you seen it?!"

Dapeng said in surprise, "Could it be that Mr. Yin Yang is back?"

Chen Wenjin shook his head, and then said, "Looking at the figure, it doesn't look like Mr. Yin Yang."

"Who else could that be? If you can be with Fatty Wang, there's no one else but Mr. Yin Yang, right?"

Dapeng wondered again.

And Chen Wenjin is also confused, thinking that the figure is definitely not Mr. Yin Yang, but why does it feel so familiar?As if I saw it not too long ago.

"hiss"

Chen Wenjin took a deep breath, and then said softly.

"Where have you seen it?"

Chapter 103 Set up an ancestral temple for Yin Yang Inn, Sanjia Mountain Village.

At this time, everyone in the yard looked carefully at the fairy in their arms.

At this time, the village chief held the chicken in his arms and fluttered his wings, but he did not fly away, and was still in the arms of the village chief.

"What did you see?"

Seeing this, the village chief tried to ask.

The chicken couldn't speak, but it suddenly looked back at the village chief, as if it was intentional.

Immediately afterwards, the chicken head turned to the west of the village, and then turned his head a little bit.

At this time, the village chief thought that Han Tang had said that when the remnant soul came back to find him, the family fairy at home could see it.

At this time, where the chicken is looking, where is his remnant soul.

So the village chief followed the gaze of Jiaxian in his arms and turned his gaze to the door.

"Is it here?"

The village chief asked again.

At this time, the chicken suddenly turned its head and looked north.

So the village head followed the direction of the chicken and looked north again. The village head felt that the whole process of catching the soul was like playing hide-and-seek with an invisible person.

After struggling for half an hour, the chicken in the village chief's arms finally set his sights on himself, and then cried out.

"Giggle!"

"Gluck cluck cluck!"

The village chief immediately had a look of joy in his eyes and murmured.

"came back!"

"Is this what it means to come back?"

"Definitely!"

At this time, Fatty Wang and Zhang Qilin also walked into the yard, and when they saw the village chief talking to himself, Fatty Wang asked.

"Village Chief, how's it going?"

"Did you get it?"

I saw the village chief nod again and again, pointing at Jiaxian in his arms and exclaiming excitedly.

"Just now Jiaxian looked at me!"

"Should be fine, right?"

Fatty Wang smiled and said, "That should be right!"

"Don't worry, it's getting late, hurry back to the house to sleep!"

The village chief smiled and didn't talk any further, but instead of putting the chicken back in the chicken coop, he carried the chicken into the bedroom and muttered softly.

"You are a fairy!"

"I can't let you live in a cage again in the future, or I won't neglect Jiaxian!"

Fatty Wang shook his head and gave a wry smile, then followed Zhang Qilin into the room 17. "Do you think that Bai Wuchang saw us today?"

Fatty Wang asked casually.

Thinking of Bai Wuchang's eyes just now, he was in a cold sweat.

Xin said that they don't have a fourth-rank official position, and if they are discovered, they don't know what to do.

On the other hand, Zhang Qilin silently took off his shoes and went to bed, covered the quilt and said.

"Left tomorrow night!"

"Drive the corpse back to the inn."

"tomorrow?"

Fatty Wang frowned, then said softly.

"Alright, then I'll take care of those archaeologists during the day."

Early the next morning.

Zhang Qilin had already gone outside the village to practice the ancient black gold sword.

While Fatty Wang was sleeping soundly, he heard an extremely excited voice coming from the door.