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

Only his home surveillance did not capture anything.

Chen Wenjin heard the black shadow at this time, and heard everyone say that they were all wearing the same clothes, so she couldn't help thinking of the person she saw at the entrance of Sanjiashan Village.

At that time, Zhang Qilin was wearing a black cloak, and the corpses were also wearing black cloaks, although the material didn't look as good as the one Zhang Qilin wore.

But there is no doubt that they are all wearing the same clothes.

The more Chen Wenjin thought about it, the more he felt that it might be Zhang Qilin, but what everyone said was the white filial piety clothes, not the black cloak that appeared in Chen Wenjin's mind.

However, Chen Wenjin has already determined that what everyone is talking about is Zhang Qilin.

So immediately asked.

"Uncle Zhang, did the body delivered to your house also wear a black cloak?"

Zhang Wenshan looked at Chen Wenjin following the voice, frowned and nodded.

"kindness."

"Yes, since all nine doors have encountered this situation, it must be done by one person."

"That's what the corpse is wearing, it should be the same, right?"

Chen Wenjin hurriedly asked again, "Then is there a yellow talisman stuck between their eyebrows?"

At this time, the people in the nine-door meeting all looked at Chen Wen.

Because everyone knows now, Chen Wenjin may know something.

Zhang Wenshan nodded, and before he could ask the question, the parent of the Qi family next to him hurriedly asked, "Girl Wenjin, do you know something?"

Chen Sipi on the side cleared his throat at this time, and then said.

"This girl, when she came back, said that she might know something?"

"And pretended to be mysterious and didn't tell me!"

"Wenjin, now you can tell me, what do you know?"

At this time, Chen Wenjin nodded, and then said.

"I think this matter should have something to do with the patriarch of the Nine Sects, Zhang Qilin!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone couldn't help but look at Chen Wenjin suspiciously, and were discussing at the same time? "Master Zhang Qilin? I heard that he has been missing for more than [*] years?"

"Yeah, he hasn't appeared for a long time, it can't be him, right?"

"Yes, if it was Zhang Qilin, why did he not show his face when he sent the body back?"

"Yeah, it doesn't make sense!"

"Hey, this girl, Wen Jin, is still startled, and her words are still so out of line."

"If it's really our chief, I think the Zhang family should know it first. How could it be the Chen family who knew it first?"

"Yes! Missing for more than [*] years, who knows if he is still alive?"

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When Zhang Wenshan saw Chen Wenjian talking about Zhang Qilin at this time, he couldn't help sighing silently and waved his hand.

"Girl Wenjin, do you have any evidence for saying that?"

"Zhang Qilin is not only the head of Jiumen, but also a member of our Zhang family."

"It stands to reason that if it is his news, I should know more than you."

"But I have never heard from him in the past twenty years!"

Chen Wenjin looked at Zhang Wenshan with great certainty at this time and explained.

"Because he now has a new identity."

"New identity?"

Zhang Wenshan looked at Chen Wenjin suspiciously.

Chen Wenjin nodded, "He is now a walking gentleman, the legendary corpse hunter!"

"When he was driving the corpses, he would make all the corpses wear the same black cloak, just to cover their appearance."

"Last time I met him in Sanjiashan, but"

"He doesn't seem to know me anymore!"

"But I'm sure that the person I saw looks exactly the same as Zhang Qilin, and even has the same personality. I don't think I should admit it wrong!"

"Uncle Zhang, you just said that the person who brought the body back is still in the ancestral hall?"

Zhang Wenshan nodded, "Yes, it's in the ancestral hall!"

What Chen Wenjin imagined at this time was that the shadow captured on the monitor in Jiumenzhong should be Zhang Qilin.

And the person who brought the corpse in might be someone else in the Yin Yang Inn.

This person is most likely Fatty Wang.

If it was Zhang Qilin, they should have recognized it long ago.

So said.

"I guess the person in the ancestral hall should be surnamed Wang!"

Zhang Wenshan frowned for a while, thinking that there was really news about Zhang Qilin, but he didn't expect "Girl Wenjin."

"Send the corpse, not one, but eight!"

"And they are not wearing black cloaks, but white filial piety."

"Are you sure it's the person you're talking about?"

For a moment, Chen Wenjin froze in place, thinking that she had heard it wrong, and repeated in disbelief.

"what?"

"Eight or eight?!"

From the very beginning, Chen Wenjin only heard that there were people who sent corpses, but did not say how many.

So I thought that the person who sent the body was one.

Now, the facts seem to be a little different from what I expected.

For a while, there were mixed voices in Zhang's yard again.

At this time, Chen Sipi glanced at Chen Wenjin and whispered.

"Sit down."

Chen Wenjin stared at Chen Sipi blankly, and then sat down somewhat unresponsive.

Just when Zhang Wenshan was about to continue discussing this matter, suddenly a terrified cry came from the backyard.

"what!"

Zhang Wenshan turned around abruptly when he heard it. The voice came from the direction of the ancestral hall. It should be something happened there.

At this time, the housekeeper of the Zhang family ran over and said loudly after seeing Zhang Wenshan dressed in rough clothes.

"master!"

"Oh no!"

"There's really a ghost in our house!"

When Zhang Wenshan heard it, he immediately reprimanded, "What are you talking about? What the hell can you get in?"

At this time, the butler stretched out his trembling fingers and pointed in the direction of the ancestral hall with a look of horror.

"Those ones"

"The people who came up last night have all turned into paper figures!"

"Master, if it's not a ghost, what else could it be?"

"Master, let's quickly invite a master to come and do things!"

Zhang Wenshan listened with a confused expression, but the man pushed the housekeeper away and ran in the direction of the ancestral hall.

At the same time, the parents at the Nine Gate Talks also looked puzzled after hearing this, and finally stood up one after another, followed Zhang Wenshan's direction, and walked all the way towards the Zhang family's ancestral hall.

And when they walked over, everyone saw it.

In Zhang's ancestral hall, in front of all the ancestral tablets, eight paper figures carry a paper sedan chair.

The paper figurine's body has been soaked with water, but it can still stand upright, which shows the firmness of the paper figurine.

It was just the paper figurine that was painted with ink, and it looked very weird at this time, making people feel numb at the scalp for a while.

Chen Wenjin ran over at this time and saw the paper figure carrying the sedan chair, her eyes were full of astonishment.

"This?"

"paper man?"

It was completely different from the corpse he had imagined in his mind, and he had seen Zhang Qilin chasing the corpse, and there was no such thing as a paper figurine in the process of chasing the corpse.

And the Mr. Yin-Yang in the Yin-Yang Inn has never used the means of paper figures.

At present, it seems that it is completely different from my guess, and there is a big deviation.

Obviously it wasn't Zhang Qilin who sent the corpse, but someone else! "Did"

"Not from the Yin Yang Inn? Not the corpse sent by Zhang Qilin?"

"But apart from the people from Yin Yang Inn, are there other people who have such a mysterious and mysterious ability?"

For a while, Chen Wenjin was stunned in place, dazed.

Chapter 120 They are all masters of the inn! , The Zhang family has been in a mess.

At this time, in front of the Zhang family ancestral hall, everyone looked at the eight paper figures in the ancestral hall, especially the Zhang family, their faces were filled with disbelief.

"what happened?"

Zhang Wenshan looked at the housekeeper and asked.

"Master, I don't know! When I passed by here just now, I saw those eight people who carried the sedan chairs became paper figures at some point! They haven't even changed their positions!"