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

"So whether it's moving away or staying here, the matter of the coffin at the bottom of the river must be resolved."

"Our relatives who drowned in the river will also be salvaged and buried in the ground!"

"I invited a corpse hunter. Legend has it that he was a master from the Yin Yang Inn, so this time, I didn't come here to discuss with everyone whether or not to deal with the 363-material coffin."

"Instead, I want to discuss with everyone about our village's fundraising."

As soon as the words fell, many young people could not help frowning in confusion.

"Yin Yang Inn? What kind of place is that?"

Young people have not heard of it, but some old people have heard of it.

Especially the village head, explained at this time.

"This Yin Yang Inn hasn't appeared for a long time, maybe everyone knows something."

"Although I haven't seen it before, but when I was young, I heard my great-grandfather say it."

Before the village chief could finish speaking, he saw the younger people in the village muttering softly.

"I'm going, the village chief is eighty-three this year. He heard his 'great grandfather' say it when he was a child! That must be a matter of the Republic of China, right?"

"Well, the guarantees are not complete! It is estimated that it must be before the Republic of China!"

"Qing? I'll go, this time is long enough!"

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The village chief continued, "My great-grandfather said that at that time, the traffic was not developed, and people who traveled from south to north would inevitably die in a foreign land, and all of them specially brought their bodies back to their hometowns."

"This kind of person is called a walking foot master."

"There are also people who specialize in salvaging people who have drowned in rivers and rivers. These are called corpse hunters."

"The corpse hunters at that time were different from the corpse hunters we see now. Today's corpse hunters are from the salvage team, and they are different from the ancient professions of the past!"

"Before we invited a lot of salvage people, they didn't know what was forbidden here, so they all drowned in the river."

"And the Yin Yang Inn is specially designed to receive this kind of person. Even this kind of person has to be respectful when they go to the Yin Yang Inn. Do you think this Yin Yang Inn is amazing? And the gentleman who comes out of this kind of Inn is even more amazing. No way!"

"So this time I invited Mr. Wang. He is the gentleman who came out of the Yin Yang Inn!"

For a time, everyone looked at Fatty Wang.

Fatty Wang nodded, and after a commercial smile, he continued to look at the village chief.

After the introduction, the village chief continued, "But the cost of this Yin Yang Inn has not been affordable by ordinary people since ancient times."

"So this time, the whole village is called to discuss fundraising. If we want to ask Yin Yang Inn to take action, we must be ready to pay people!"

Fatty Wang nodded with a smile, and couldn't help thinking in his heart.

Good guy, how much does it cost to raise money from a village!This time it's for real!For him, Fatty Wang, he couldn't help but make a fortune, and he could go back to Han Tang and let him teach himself the corpse fishing technique, killing two birds with one stone.

And looking at the appearance of the people in their village, it seems that they are eager for him to take this order.

It can be said that the money can be earned [-]%.

However, I still can't fish for the corpse, so I have to go back to the Yin Yang Inn to find Han Tang.

In addition, the difficulty of this time is not known whether it is large or small, and the pricing is not good, but it is easy to lose money.

So while everyone was thinking about it at this time, Fatty Wang said with a smile.

"How about this remuneration, I don't want to be in a hurry."

"I asked about it. To be honest with you, it's a bit difficult to handle."

"So I have to go back to the inn to discuss with our shopkeeper. If possible, I'll ask our shopkeeper to take a look."

"Then we are discussing how to price it. What do you think?"

The village chief stood up abruptly, looked at Fatty Wang deeply, and murmured in his heart.

This fat man, shouldn't he be running?It's hard to find someone who is willing to come.

But don't let it go!As for Yin Yang Inn?In fact, the village chief didn't even take it to heart...because he didn't believe it at all!Isn't this just a story told by my great grandfather?Can it really exist?Seriously suspect that Fatty is here to fool the old man.

However... it is rare that someone is willing to salvage, and from the ability shown by this fat man, there are also two brushes.

So the village chief looked at the villagers hesitantly, and finally said it himself.

"Sir, if possible, our village is willing to pay [-] yuan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fatty Wang was stunned.

What the hell?One hundred and fifty thousand?Is such a thing going to cost [-]?When Fatty Wang was in the inn, the first order he received was from Aunt Xu, a villager. At that time, Aunt Xu only said that she gave the inn a few big roosters.

Later, Zhang Qilin came back from the corpse, and it was Han Tang who paid out the money to Fatty.

Therefore, Fatty Wang's impression of the inn at first was that he could earn money, but he should not earn as much as a fight.

Now it seems that I was completely wrong!If Fatty Wang knew this, the inn's collection of gold and silver treasures is only the lowest level, and it will even collect things like yang qi and life expectancy in the future. I don't know how he will feel.

At this moment, Fatty Wang was at a loss for words, and the village chief thought he was being low, so he rubbed his hands together, and finally clenched his teeth and stomped his feet, saying cruelly.

"Twenty thousand!"

"hiss!"

Fatty Wang sucked in a breath of cold air. For the first time, he felt that it was such a cool feeling when someone smashed his face with money.

How did this village head come to be?Even so will 'bargain'!The strangest thing is that these villagers did not object?Could it be that they also accept the price?Or, those liars who promised to salvage them before asking for a more ruthless price?Seeing this, Fatty Wang nodded hurriedly, for fear that if the village chief haggles again in a while, the villagers will cut him off! "Village Chief, that's not what I meant."

"But I really see your sincerity. Don't worry, I will talk to our shopkeeper after I go back. Whether it works or not, I will invite him to come to the village to see!"

"Do you think this will work?"

When the village chief saw Fatty Wang, he didn't want to run away. Besides, he had already said that he would pay [-] yuan. .

So he nodded.

"Well then, Mr. Wang, when can you come back?"

Fatty Wang glanced at his phone, "Today Wednesday, I'll be there tomorrow, and then tell the shopkeeper, I'll leave the day after tomorrow!"

"Don't worry, as long as you trust our Yin Yang Inn, we will not do anything to disappoint you."

"Okay, everyone, let's go, we'll do something later!"

Fatty Wang briefly exchanged a few words with everyone, and was then pulled out by Tie Zhu alone.

I saw Tie Zhu looked at the left and right of no one, then looked at Fatty Wang seriously and said.

"Brother, are you really going to help us with this?"

Fatty Wang glanced at Tie Zhu, thought about it, and smiled.

"Is this still fake, you village chief can say, give [-]!"

Tie Zhu immediately shook his head and continued.

"That was not what I meant."

"I don't know why the village chief didn't tell you what happened here, and the coffin. It's not as simple as he said."

"Let me tell you this. A gentleman came to see it before and said that the coffin has existed for more than a thousand years. The river's eye is under the coffin, and this coffin is specially designed to block this river's eye!"

"If the coffin is broken, this Jiangyan will also be broken."

"If Jiang's eyes are broken, disaster will come!"

"And whoever breaks the Jiangyan will definitely be punished, and the Water Dragon King will come to the door!"

"So if you can't do this work, forget it, because a lot of people have died in this matter, and it's not worth it anymore!"

"But don't tell our village chief this, or the village chief should look for my ink."

Fatty Wang frowned suspiciously, thinking that there is still such a saying?It stands to reason that the coffin can't be moved, right?In this case, the list does not look as simple as it seems.

This village chief is really talking about half hiding and half hiding, which is yin enough.

No wonder I can bid [-] yuan. It is estimated that when I really want to work, I will make some other requirements!Fatty Wang nodded, then patted Tie Zhu on the shoulder, then nodded.

"Okay, I got it!"

"Let's think about it when we go back, and give the village an answer the day after tomorrow."

After speaking, Fatty Wang simply chatted with Tie Zhu for a few more words, then went straight to the train station and bought a ticket to Luocheng.

the other side.

As night fell in Fengmen Village, it was extraordinarily quiet in the village. According to the usual time, it was time for people to chat at the head of the village.

The night was dark and the moon and stars were not visible.

The evening wind blew by, and the vegetation moved and rustled softly.

Many people in the village are hiding at home today, as if they knew what was going to happen at night.

"The master at the inn is going on his way tonight."

"Bless the master a safe journey."

Some people are still whispering at home.

At this time in the Yin-Yang Inn, Zhang Qilin was standing in the courtyard, holding the Yin-Yang corpse bell in his left hand, a gong and a bag of paper money hanging from his waist.

Looking at the corpse in camouflage in front of me, I felt a little excited.

The task this time was a little more difficult than the last time, and it was also more challenging for Zhang Qilin.

Han Tang walked out of his room, holding the Great General Talisman he just drew in his hand, then came to the front of the corpse, and pasted the Great General Talisman one by one on the corpse's eyebrows.

"The shopkeeper, are you?"

Zhang Qilin asked in confusion.

Han Tang finished posting all the generals' talismans, then glanced at Zhang Qilin and continued.

"You put a drop of your blood on their talisman."

Zhang Qilin didn't know why, but he did as he did.

Biting his own fingers, he dripped a drop of blood on the Great General's Talisman between the brows of the corpse.

When the blood stained on the talisman paper, it did not soak the talisman paper, but seemed to be absorbed by the talisman paper.