On the other side, Zhang Qilin tracked Bill and others all night, but gradually discovered that their behavior became extremely strange.
He observed secretly and found that even if he stopped to rest, those people still acted as frightened and uneasy as if they had seen a ghost.
As members of the Nine-Headed Bird, why are they so afraid of their companions?
It wasn't until the sky got brighter that Zhang Qilin chose to give up tracking and instead led a group of corpses to find an abandoned farmhouse outside the city as a temporary resting place.
As night fell, he rang the corpse bell again and led the corpse forward.
"Ring, ring, ring..." As the bell rang, the corpses raised their arms forward as usual, but their steps seemed a little unsteady.
Zhang Qilin carefully inspected the general talisman on the forehead of each corpse and found that the color of the talisman was fading.
He recalled Zhang Hao's warning: the General Talisman can not only suppress the evil spirit of the corpse, but also monitor the changes in the corpse. Once the spell disappears, it means that the body can no longer be moved.
Zhang Qilin sighed secretly in his heart, Zhang Hao was really thoughtful.
Although he could also draw the Great General Talisman himself, it was far less effective than the spell drawn by Zhang Hao in suppressing corpse transformation. Looking at the change in the color of the talisman, he couldn't help but start to worry whether these corpses had begun to mutate.
While thinking, he suddenly thought that there were no other abnormalities in these corpses except for recent contact with people from the Nine-Headed Bird. Therefore, he speculated that the changes in the corpse might be related to the nine-headed bird.
In order to complete the task as quickly as possible, Zhang Qilin decided to affix a magic talisman and send the body to the military area as quickly as possible.
He estimated the distance and found that he was not far from the military area.
So, he rang the corpse-driving bell again, muttered something, and led the corpse forward quickly.
At the same time, at the entrance of Fengmen Village, a middle-aged man was stopping to watch.
He has dark skin, a big nose, and a simple appearance.
When he saw the yellow talisman posted on the ancient well at the entrance of the village, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. This talisman convinced him that the place he was looking for was in this village.
This man's name is Tiezhu, and he comes from Sanjiashan Village.
The purpose of his trip was to come to Yin Yang Inn to invite Zhang Hao out.
However, Fengmen Village has a special geographical location and the architectural layout of the village is also unique.
It is easy for outsiders to get lost when entering the village for the first time.
Therefore, after asking many people, Tiezhu finally found the location of Yin Yang Inn.
Standing at the entrance of the alley and looking in, Tie Zhu couldn't help but frown.
He found that a layer of mist floated next to the Yin Yang Inn, making the entire inn look quite strange.
He walked to the door and his eyes were attracted by the two lanterns hanging at the door with the words "Yin and Yang" written on them.
For some reason, whenever he saw these two lanterns, there would always be an inexplicable fear in his heart.
Tie Zhu took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to poke his head inside the door, and then asked, "Is Mr. Da here?" As soon as he finished speaking, two figures, one fat and one thin, appeared at the door - exactly Fatty Wang and Hao Xie. Seeing the appearance of an acquaintance, Tie Zhu suddenly smiled.
After some pleasantries, Tiezhu learned that Zhang Hao was the Mr. Da he was looking for.
He gratefully told Fatty Wang that their village chief woke up because of Zhang Hao's method, and said that now the whole village knew and respected Mr. Da.
After hearing this, Fatty Wang smiled and patted Tiezhu on the shoulder to express his congratulations, and invited him to rest in the yard and wait for Zhang Hao to come out to meet him.
When Zhang Hao walked out of the room, Tie Zhu stared at the shopkeeper who was younger than Fatty Wang and couldn't help but froze, "Is this... is Mr. Da?" His heart was full of doubts and respect.
"Hello, Mr. Da!" Tie Zhu stared at Zhang Hao for a moment, then bowed deeply and greeted him respectfully.
Zhang Hao smiled lightly and looked at Tiezhu up and down. Judging from his appearance, he was obviously a loyal and honest person.
So, he asked gently: "Has your village chief's condition improved?"
Tie Zhu hurriedly nodded in response, "Thanks for your help, Mr. Da. When I mentioned your suggestion to the villagers, they were still hesitant. I couldn't wait to explain, so I hurried to the train station to ask you to take action in person. ”
"But I didn't expect that the village chief's illness was cured before I left the village!" Tie Zhu had a look of surprise and regret on his face, "However, talking about the village chief's illness is really strange. . How could a good person suddenly become like that? ”
He recalled the strange scene of the village chief eating catfish alive, and couldn't help but feel sick.
He shook his head and continued: "Fortunately, Mr. Da's clever trick was there, otherwise the village chief's life might not have been saved."
Zhang Hao nodded slightly, thinking in his mind that the 'evil' usually does not take the initiative to approach people. People will be disturbed only if they accidentally provoke it. It seems that the village chief may have done something he shouldn't have done to get into trouble with this evil spirit.
Tiezhu looked at Zhang Hao with a pleading look on his face, "Mr. Da, you said before that if you want the village chief to fully recover, you need to go there in person. I implore you to show mercy and save our village chief!"
Zhang Hao did not answer directly, but smiled slightly, "This is the business we are doing, and there is no mercy. As long as both parties reach an agreement, it is a transaction."
He paused and continued: "I do have some questions to ask him about your village chief. But there's no rush. I'll wait until I get to your village. Since you're here, you should know the rules of our inn. ”
"From the beginning of the opening of our inn, we have made it clear that the order will only take effect if the order is placed in the inn. Otherwise, we will not accept any business." Zhang Hao's tone was firm and clear.
Tie Zhu nodded quickly to express his understanding, "Mr. Wang has already told me these rules. I came here specifically to ask you, Mr. Da, to take action. I will do whatever you ask me to do, without any hesitation!" < br>
He paused for a moment, and then continued: "As for the village chief's salvage of the coffin, I actually don't really want him to do that. Because a gentleman said before that the coffin was used to suppress the river. If the coffin If something goes wrong, people around us will suffer. So, I hope you, Mr. Da, can take a look for yourself and make a decision.”
After hearing this, Zhang Hao nodded slightly and agreed. He had heard Fatty Wang mention the life extension of the Yangtze River before, and he felt that there must be something complicated behind it. Because it involves life-extending spells, a very skilled warlock is usually required to complete the sacrifice. It is impossible for ordinary people to have such ability.
Of course, what Zhang Hao is considering now is not whether he can take the business, but how to price it. If the problem is difficult to solve and their charges are too low, it may seem like the gain is not worth the candle.
"As for the matter of retrieving corpses, we'll talk about it after I've seen it." Zhang Hao slowly said, "However, this business still needs to place an order with us first."
Tiezhu nodded in agreement, "Thank you very much, Mr. Da. How should I place an order?" He looked at Zhang Hao, waiting for further instructions.
At this time, Hao Xie stepped forward, smiled and said to Tie Zhu: "Please follow me, we need to do a simple registration." Tie Zhu followed Hao Xie to the reception room obediently.
At this moment, the system's voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Hao's mind, reminding him that a new order had been generated.
After Zhang Hao carefully checked the details of the mission, he couldn't help but be surprised. This mission actually involves the Ten Corpses?
This is a tough question.
However, this also means that the rewards this time may be very generous.
After some weighing, Zhang Hao decided to accept the commission.
He thought to himself: "I will take this task!"
As he made his decision, the system's order-taking prompt sounded in his mind again.
However, the next prompt made his heart suddenly tighten - "The system detects that the Ten Corpses are about to awaken!"
What does this mean?
Could it be said that those zombies are about to become active and may even escape from control?
Zhang Hao frowned, knowing that this mission might be more complicated and dangerous than expected.
Zhang Hao was confused about the consequences of the Shizha's imminent awakening. After all, he had never set foot in Sanjia Mountain and knew nothing about the specific situation there.
Zhang Hao felt a little uneasy when he thought that the Ten Corpses might wake up and escape.
If this thing really ran away, wouldn't trying to find it back be like looking for a needle in a haystack?
The Yangtze River is so vast that once they are scattered and hidden, it will be difficult to capture them.
What's more, wherever these zombies pass, they will definitely bring disaster.
Zhang Hao took a deep breath and muttered to himself that this task was obviously not easy.
At this time, Fatty Wang glanced at Tie Zhu who was busy in the VIP room, approached Zhang Hao, and asked curiously: "Brother Zhang Hao, when are we leaving? Looking at Tie Zhu's appearance, he seemed to be quite impatient. ”
Zhang Hao nodded, glanced towards the VIP room, and responded: "I'll leave right away. You go and prepare your luggage. We may need to stay there for a few days."
Fatty Wang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he nodded repeatedly in reply: "Okay, shopkeeper, I've already prepared my luggage, and I'm just waiting for Tiezhu to come!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tie Zhu walked out of the room, looked at Zhang Hao, smiled and said, "Mr. Da, I'm ready. Can we set off?"
Zhang Hao nodded in agreement, and then returned to the room, bringing with him the yin and yang corpse exorcism bell, the corpse binding rope, as well as writing brushes, cinnabar, yellow paper and other necessities.
At the same time, he did not forget to tell Hao Xie to take good care of the store and not to leave at will.
Hao Xie agreed one by one and remembered Zhang Hao's instructions.
After everything was ready, Zhang Hao said lightly: "Let's go."
As the green train slowly entered the urban area of Nanjiang, it made a rhythmic clanking sound as it rolled over the rails.
The carriage was bustling with people, the shouts of vendors intertwined with the bargaining voices of passengers.
"Beer and peanut mineral water... Come, sir, please put your feet away."
"How to sell beer?"
"Hello, beer is ten yuan a can!"
"I'm talking about the small can!"
"Sir, it's the small can. The big one costs fifteen yuan a can."
"Is it so expensive? Forget it...give me a bottle of mineral water."
"Okay sir, five yuan a bottle."
Zhang Hao, Fatty Wang and Tie Zhu sat on the hard seats, admiring the scenery outside the window.
Fatty Wang suddenly sighed: "Hey, it's been a long time since I took a train, especially a hard seat. My waist can't bear it."
Tie Zhu responded with an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, I came in a hurry this time and all the hard-seat tickets were sold out, so I can only aggrieve you."
Fatty Wang smiled when he heard this, waved his hands to show that it was okay, and then turned to Zhang Hao and asked: "Brother Zhang Hao, you said that we feel tired just by riding in the car now. If there were no cars in ancient times, wouldn't those walking masters be the same?" More tired? Aren’t people exhausted after traveling over mountains and ridges to deliver the body to the destination? ”
As soon as he finished speaking, a stranger next to him couldn't help but cast a surprised look. Zhang Hao shook his head disapprovingly and said, "That's not necessarily true."
"Ah?" Fatty Wang looked at Zhang Hao in surprise, thinking, is walking more comfortable than riding in a car? So he asked: "Brother Zhang Hao, what do you mean by this? Isn't walking more comfortable than riding in a car?"
Tie Zhu also echoed curiously: "Yes, Mr. Yin Yang, I have heard old people in the village say something about the walking master before. I thought it was a legend before. Please tell us about it today."
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Zhang Hao smiled, nodded and said: "There are many kinds of professions in the ancient industry, such as walking masters, corpse collectors, paper makers, credit knife people, etc. You should have seen paper makers, right? Now there are many There are paper sellers in the shops that sell paper money. This is a craft inherited from ancient times. ”
"If the walking master buys a paper man from a paper shop, he doesn't have to walk hard to find the body. They can tie paper to make a sedan for the paper man to carry, which is very comfortable. This was called ' "Ghosts carrying sedan chairs"
Fatty Wang stared at Zhang Hao in disbelief and thought, "Is there such a thing?"
It would be amazing if such a thing existed!
This is simply like being a master and having as many servants as you want!
But why has he never seen it?
So he looked at Zhang Hao doubtfully and asked: "Brother Zhang Hao now has many paper sellers' shops, but I feel that they are not doing well, and I have never seen the 'ghost carrying a sedan chair' you mentioned. This This kind of thing has not even been reported in the news.”
Tie Zhu also nodded in agreement: "Yes, there is a paper money seller in our village. If he has this ability, he will not be so poor that he can hardly eat."
Zhang Hao smiled and explained: "Nowadays, many ancient trades have been discontinued. There are almost no footwork masters. The corpse collectors have also turned into salvage teams, losing their past style. As for the boss who is now selling paper money They have long lost the skill of "making paper into a living person" and the ability to communicate yin and yang. They are not real paper makers at all, they are just origami artists at most."
"Of course, it is possible that there are still a few paper makers in the world, but it should not be easy to meet them."
Hearing this, Fatty Wang curled his lips and couldn't help but feel a pity: "Hey, if this inheritance were to be carried out now, how awesome it would be! (End of Chapter)