I Have Drawn a Bet with the Gods to Set Up a Corpse-hunting Inn!
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“No color? Is my monitor broken?”
“No, everything else is normal!”
Shaking his head, the security guard didn’t think too much, found an umbrella, and walked towards Zhang’s yard.
It is not far from the monitoring room to the gate of the yard. After walking for three or four minutes, I came to the gate of the yard.
Before the security guard could see who was coming, he shouted loudly.
“Who are you?”
“Come to our Zhang’s house in white in the middle of the night, be careful I’ll call the police and arrest you!”
The security guard pulled his neck and shouted, but it was not very loud in the rainy night.
Seeing that the people in white clothes carrying the sedan chair didn’t respond at all, the security guard couldn’t help but want to take two steps forward.
After getting close, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.
I saw that those paper figurines had ordinary appearances, but their expressions were very intimidating.
Each of them stared, staring blankly ahead, even the eyeballs were gray.
And on the cheeks, smeared bright blush!But that wasn’t enough to make the security guard feel infiltrated. What made the security guard feel strange was that they didn’t seem to be human.
Those places that were touched by the rain seemed to have a little wet feeling, and the color seemed to be much duller.
Is human skin still wet like paper?When the security guard saw these people, he only felt that the rainy night seemed to be getting cooler, goose bumps had already spread all over his body, and the hairs on his body had begun to harden.
But the security guard is most curious about the sedan chair.
What’s in the car?The security guard shook his hand in front of the people carrying the sedan chair, and found that these people did not respond at all, as if they were dead bodies.
But he just saw on the monitor that these people came in carrying the sedan chairs, it couldn’t be a dead person!So the security guard approached the sedan chair, choked his throat, and then stretched out his hand that was starting to tremble from fear or the cold, and lifted the curtain of the sedan chair.
Then the security guard suddenly widened his eyes, with a look of horror on his face, and his scalp was numb!Because he saw that sitting in the dim sedan chair was a figure with no hair, a hideous face, dark skin, and a wrinkled body. If he took a closer look, isn’t this a corpse? ! “what!”
The security guard immediately took three steps back in fright and screamed in panic.
“Ghost!”
“ghost!”
The security guard screamed, slumped on the ground, his mind went blank, he didn’t even know what to do now, he only knew that the light of the flashlight kept hitting the people carrying the sedan chairs.
I don’t know if it was because of the security guard’s scream that the people carrying the sedan chairs turned their heads at the same time, and then stared at the security guard.
Followed by one of the white-clothed people who carried the sedan chair, he said in a blunt tone.
“The fallen leaves return to their roots, and the soil is safe.”
“The Zhang family’s survivors have been returned!”
After that, the eight people who carried the sedan chair spoke again together.
“The fallen leaves return to their roots, and the soil is safe.”
“The Zhang family’s survivors have been returned!”
“”
“The fallen leaves return to their roots, and the soil is safe.”
“The Zhang family’s survivors have been returned!”
I don’t know what the people carrying the sedan chair said a few times, and then they raised the sedan chair again and started walking towards the room dedicated to the Zhang family’s sacrifice.
It seemed that the smell of incense there attracted the people carrying the sedan chairs, and it seemed that they simply wanted to find a place to shelter from the rain.
At this moment, the security guard looked at the man in white carrying the sedan chair with a flustered face, and quickly shouted loudly.
“Hey!”
“What are you going to do?”
“That’s the place where Zhang’s family worships, don’t trespass!”
It’s just useless for the security guard to shout, these people don’t listen to them at all.
Still carrying the sedan chair, he walked towards the room that still smelled of incense.
… And at this time outside the Zhang family’s yard, a man in a black cloak glanced at the Zhang family’s fence.
After a while, he nodded.
“It can only be done first.”
“The shopkeeper said that there is a rule in the corpse hunter, and you can’t send your own corpse, so as not to be contaminated by evil.”
“Besides, I don’t have time to explain anything to them now. Brother Qilin is in trouble, and I don’t know if I can handle it.”
“I have to send all the bodies to Jiumen as soon as possible.”
“In this way, I can go back to find my brother as soon as possible.”
At this time, it was Hao Xie who was standing outside Zhang’s courtyard.
But because of the rules of the walking master, “you can’t drive corpses out of the house, and you can’t send corpses to the door”, and Hao Xiezheng belongs to the nine people, and he is considered a big family, so he can’t send corpses to his own family.
But fortunately, Hao Xie is now a skilled paper tying craftsman. He has a skill in paper tying that can spread beans into soldiers, so he made a few paper figurines temporarily, and added the finishing touch to it, giving it a yin age.
In this way, there is the current paper figure carrying the sedan chair to send the corpse.
However, when the paper figurines are sent to the coffin, no one enters the room.
It’s the same as the corpse carpenter, so Hao Xie didn’t plan to stay.
4.6 The most important thing is, now I don’t know what happened to Zhang Qilin. Is there any danger?After delivering the corpse by yourself, you have to rush over to help, you can’t delay here for too long, because little brother Qilin can’t wait for him for so long!So Hao Xie is now anxious to send all the corpses to Jiumen to complete the task, so that he can find Zhang Qilin as soon as possible.
At this time, Hao Xie couldn’t help thinking of what Zhang Qilin said when he and Zhang Qilin parted.
“Tomorrow’s Xu, under the West Locust Tree.”
This is the place he and Zhang Qilin agreed to.
Shaking his head, Hao Xie didn’t have time to think any more, knowing that Zhang Qilin’s situation was in crisis and he couldn’t afford to delay.
He rang the yin-yang corpse bell in his hand again, and then said something.
“bell”
“bell”
“Yin people go on the road, Yang people avoid!”
“when!”
“when!”
“The sprites retreat, don’t be shocked to return!”
“when!”
“when!”
Every time the bell rang, the corpse jumped with Hao Xie’s bell.
And that night, it was raining lightly.
Zhang’s family, Huo’s family, and Hao’s family in the nine houses of Sha Jiumen, on this rainy night, a strange bell and a strange gong sounded.
Then, in their yard, eight very strange white-clothed sedan chairmen appeared!And the people sitting in the sedan chairs just happen to be corpses!This night, Jiumen was shocked, and Changsha shook!
Chapter 117 I haven’t seen you for many years, you have become a paper maker at the Yin Yang Inn! , the next morning.
The gates of the mansion of the Nine Great Fighting Families in Tanzhou were closed, and countless paper money wetted by the rain was scattered around the door, covering the entire street like autumn leaves.
And every family is almost the same at this time, everyone has a tired look on their faces, as if they haven’t slept all night.
The eyes of those servants were a little dull, but they were a little helpless.
At this time, in the Zhang family’s yard, all the servants were standing together, and the Zhang family’s parents were sitting opposite them.
“Did something happen this early in the morning?”
“Didn’t you hear? There was an accident at home last night!”
“Something happened? What’s the matter?”
“You slept to death. I heard that people came in last night. It seems that eight people carrying a sedan chair, dressed in filial attire, brought a corpse, and now they are in the ancestral hall!”
“Ah? That’s the powerhouse of the Zhang family. How could they be allowed in there?”
“I don’t know, I heard that all the security guards were busy all night last night. Look at them now, one by one, they are all listless!”
“What about those who carry the sedan chairs?”
“It seems to be still in the ancestral hall.”
“Ah? No way? The master usually takes the ancestral hall the most seriously, and will let them be in the ancestral hall?”
“The wicked sect is here. I heard from the security guards that the people who carried the sedan chairs did not put the sedan chair down all night, and then spoke to them without replying, like dead people! The security guards finally got angry and insisted on putting the sedan chair down. They were carried out, and as a result, those few people were so dead that they couldn’t lift them at all!”
“So let them stay in the ancestral hall?”
“Otherwise, what else can you do? You can’t drive it away, and the master doesn’t want to publicize it, so he didn’t call the police!”
At this time, the servants in the yard were talking about what happened last night.
But for some reason, there are very few people talking about corpses.
Suddenly a servant couldn’t help but asked curiously.
“Who is the dead man in that sedan chair?”
“Shh, don’t talk nonsense, there was a nonsense talk in the morning, and the bonus has been deducted from the fine!”
Just as the discussion in the 18-member court was getting louder and louder, Zhang Wenshan suddenly coughed, and the discussion stopped abruptly.
“Cough cough.”
Hearing the coughing sound, the security guard standing in front of Zhang Wenshan suddenly shivered and looked horrified, raised his head and glanced at Zhang Wenshan.
“Tell me, what’s going on?”
“From the beginning, not a single detail is allowed to fall!”
The security guard in front of Zhang Wenshan was the security guard who was on duty last night.
I Have Drawn a Bet with the Gods to Set Up a Corpse-hunting Inn! chapter 134
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I Have Drawn a Bet with the Gods to Set Up a Corpse-hunting Inn!
我与神明画押,成立赶尸客栈!
Status: Ongoing Type: Faloo
Since ancient times, there has been a legend among the people that in a mountain somewhere in the world, there is a mysterious inn.There are a few special people living in the inn. They have their feet on yin and yang, and are proficient in chasing corpses, digging corpses, tying paper, feng shui, and even changing their lives against the sky, returning the dead to yang... omnipotent!And it is said that the shopkeeper of this inn is an expert who is not born. He can change the general trend of the world with just a few gestures. He is behind the scenes in both the yin and yang worlds!However, in the vast world, no one has ever seen this mysterious inn and its shopkeeper. There are only legends about it.Some people call the inn a corpse-hunting inn, while others call the shopkeeper Mr. Yin Yang.Until this day, three young people passed through Huaxiahe Province and strayed into the strange Fengmen Village, only to see suddenly a thick fog shrouded, an ancient inn faintly appeared, and a long-standing voice came out:"You are willing to draw a bet with the gods and join the Yin Yang Inn..."