He turned to look at Zhang Hao and asked tentatively: "By the way, brother Zhang Hao, if Menyou Ping goes to hunt down corpses this time, can you take me with you? I haven't been on a mission yet, and I want to give it a try. , get familiar with the process of the mission, and take advantage of the opportunity of my brother to drive away corpses to practice paper-tying skills. After all, practice brings true knowledge. Some of the rituals on the way to remove corpses can also be done by me, a paper-tying craftsman. Opportunity. Moreover, Brother Qilin’s corpse-catching skills will improve a lot every time he completes a task. I think if I can go out and practice it, my paper-tying skills may improve faster.”
Zhang Hao stared at Hao Xie and asked, "Do you have any understanding of the papermaker's tasks in the future?"
Hao Xie nodded repeatedly in agreement: "Indeed, I have read in ancient books on paper-making that matters such as funerals, tomb relocations, and ghost marriages are all within the scope of the paper-making responsibilities."
"But I am still not qualified for these tasks. Once the inn receives such an order, no one often dares to take it, so I want to seize the time to train myself so as not to be helpless when facing tasks in the future."
Zhang Hao nodded to express his understanding. Indeed, as Hao Xie said, grave relocation, ghost weddings and other businesses do fall within the scope of the papermaker's work. It is also a good choice to start training now.
Seeing that Haoxie understood so clearly, Zhang Hao said seriously: "You can go and deliver it, just take this opportunity to practice. But... there is a rule in the corpse removal industry, that is: you cannot send your own corpse to get started. ! ”
"You are from a family of nine families in Tanzhou. Nine of these ten corpses are from the family of nine families. If you follow, you will not be able to go home."
In ancient times, there was a walking man who brought the corpses of his family back to his hometown from abroad. He originally thought that nothing happened, but as soon as he entered the house, the corpses of his family members began to turn into zombies.
Therefore, the walking masters have remembered this lesson. If there are their own corpses in the corpse removal team, they cannot send them into the yard unless they are sent in by others.
Because how can living people and ghosts enter the house at the same time? In this case, wouldn't it become a yin-yang house? It is easy to attract imps, affect the luck of living people, and even be possessed by evil spirits.
Not to mention that it is a big taboo for a living person to bring a ghost into his home!
Just like today's rural funerals, there are similar details. For example, during the first seven Soul Nights, when the deceased returns home for the last time, family members cannot leave the house and can only stay in the mourning hall. This is also because they are afraid of being entangled by the deceased family members, which leads to The house is restless!
Therefore, there is a saying of "driving the corpse away without leaving the house, and sending the corpse without entering the house".
This is a bit like Dayu who passed through his house three times without entering. The corpse driver couldn't even pass by his own door. He had to take a detour, let alone deliver the corpse to his own house!
This is a big taboo! If you are not careful, you will get tricked!
As someone who owns "The Strange Story of Exorcizing Corpses", Hao Xie naturally knows the rules very well.
He pointed to Zhang Qilin next to him, and then said: "It's okay, isn't there also Brother Qilin? Isn't it enough as long as he is here?"
"Just let me go exercise! Watching you go out and complete the task makes my hands itchy."
"Now that I have learned the paper-tying technique, I have some skills. Let me do it once!"
Zhang Hao thought for a moment and finally nodded.
"Okay, you should listen to Zhang Qilin more on the way. He has experience and will know how to deal with some situations he encounters better than you."
Hao Xie suddenly smiled, nodded quickly and said, "Don't worry, Shopkeeper Zhang, I am Zhang Qilin's student this time, and I will treat you with humility!"
Zhang Hao didn't say anything else. Since Hao Xie wanted to go, let's go.
As Hao Xie said, he has been busy with the logistics of Yin Yang Inn, and is responsible for parking and enshrining corpses when there are them.
These things are too small, and it’s time for someone else to do them.
It just so happens that Fatty Wang needs to rest these days, so let Fatty Wang do it.
"I will draw some talismans for you in a moment. You can take them with you, but don't rely too much on them, lest you encounter something you can't handle."
The talisman Zhang Hao mentioned naturally included the fourth-grade Zhengqin official position. Zhang Qilin understood this.
The last time he rushed to Sanjia Mountain Village, he met Yin Chai. If the Yin Chai hadn't known him, he really didn't want to use the talisman of the Fourth Grade Zhengqin official position.
And using this talisman does not necessarily mean absolute safety, because using this talisman means that he has reached a situation with no retreat.
Once the fourth-grade Zhengqin official position is used, the ghosts attracted will be at least the level of Yin Shuai, and he currently does not have the strength to fight against Yin Shuai.
If you are discovered, the consequences will be disastrous!
With the lessons learned from last time, Zhang Qilin nodded very solemnly and said in a deep voice: "Understood."
……
Two days later, Fatty Wang got up early in the morning.
Although he had been asleep for almost two days, he was still very energetic when he woke up today.
At this time, Fatty Wang stood at the door of the inn, looking at Hao Xie and Zhang Qilin, both dressed in black cloaks, with envy on their faces.
"I've only been sleeping for two days and you all have to leave!"
"Don't take me with you yet!"
"Isn't it too elegant!"
Fatty Wang curled his lips and glanced at Zhang Hao next to him and said with an aggrieved face.
"Shopkeeper, after all, I have been with Zhang Qilin once, wouldn't it be better to let me go?"
At this time, Hao Xie looked back at Fatty Wang and joked: "You can't leave the inn without anyone looking after your house, so just stay at home!"
Zhang Hao also nodded and said: "Well, Hao Xie is right, the inn cannot be empty."
"And the tattoo on your body still needs to be warmed up for a few days. You can't be too far away from me in these days to avoid any accidents."
Fatty Wang touched his chest at this time. When he thought about having a Xuanwu tattoo, he couldn't help but feel that everything he did was worth it.
So he said nothing more.
Zhang Qilin stood in the morgue, holding the yin and yang bell for exorcism, and after ringing it violently, he muttered: "Tiangang Beidou, Earth Evil South Star, follow my orders! Raise the corpse!"
The last bell rang, and all the ten zombies in the coffin stood upright from the coffin.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Qilin rang another bell, and then used the jumping skill in the corpse-driving technique.
"Bell...jump!" Zhang Qilin shouted softly, and the body in the coffin followed the sound of the bell and jumped to the ground, jumping directly out of the coffin.
After bringing the body to the courtyard of the inn, Zhang Qilin turned to look at Zhang Hao and said: "Let's go!"
Zhang Hao nodded. Fatty Wang looked at the backs of Hao Xie and Zhang Qilin with a look of reluctance and shook his hands, with a look of envy on his face.
The ringing of the Yin Yang Corpse Exorcism Bell was getting farther and farther away, and the figures of Hao Xie and Zhang Qilin gradually disappeared from their sight.
After a while, Zhang Hao turned to look at Fatty Wang and said: "Fatty, even though they are on a mission now, I also said that you can't stay too far away, but you can't leave behind your corpse-retrieving skills."
When Fatty Wang heard this, he looked at Zhang Hao with bright eyes and asked, "Sir, do we have another order for our inn?"
Zhang Hao shook his head slightly, then pointed at Fengmen Village and said: "That's not true, but if you want to practice corpse fishing, I do know a place that is suitable for you."
"There is a river thirty kilometers north of here called the Dalong River. Legend has it that there are some strange things in the Dalong River that have drowned many people. I have gone to see it and the evil spirit is indeed strong, but it is not very dangerous. This This level is just enough to help you practice your skills. Of course, our corpse harvesters didn’t do it for nothing. If you make money, it’s all yours.”
There is an ancient legend about Dalong River.
Thirty miles north of Sanjia Mountain, there is a Dalong River. It is said that dragons once came out of this river.
On the night when the dragon walked away, the flood raged, and the entire area within ten miles of the Dalong River was filled with river water.
After that, there were no homes near the river. However, although the river is deserted, there are often people coming and going.
As the saying goes, if the mountain is not high, the immortal will be famous; if the water is not deep, the dragon will be spiritual.
People who know this river are in awe and yearn for it.
At this time, there were two farmers on the bridge carrying burdens, looking at the raft not far under the bridge.
There lay a fat man who looked a little bloated, drinking wine leisurely on the bamboo raft.
The two farmers couldn't help but whisper: "Is this the weirdo who came recently?"
"Well, I heard that this man is a corpse collector, but his rules are very strange. If you come to him for something, you can give him money or wine, but he can only help you collect corpses, but he won't help you. You do something else.”
"There is such a strange person, how can he make a living? A person who eats the food of the dead cannot hope that someone will drown in this river every day, right?"
"You don't know, this river is very weird. People often drown here. And no one here dares to go into the water to fish. Now that this weirdo has come, many people have come to beg him."
"Can it still be like this?"
"No, but he has a few rules. How much he pays for a normal corpse depends on his mood, but for a female corpse, you have to pay a lot of money to hire him. For a baby, you can't kill him, and when it gets dark every day, Even if the King of Heaven comes to see him, he will not come out to work!”
"Still so angry? What's the reason?"
"I don't know, I just know that he came from Fengmen Village. I also asked the people in Fengmen Village, and it seems that the people in Fengmen Village are very afraid of him!"
The person lying on the bamboo raft at this time was Fatty Wang. He was half drunk and half awake and recited: "Half drunk and half awake day after day, flowers bloom and fall year after year!"
Fatty Wang took a leisurely sip of the home-brewed wine from Fengmen Village, then closed the lid, glanced at the crowds on both sides of the river bank, and murmured to himself: "I'm afraid there will be no business today, so I might as well go back to the inn and rest early. . It’s weird, my right eyelid is twitching, something is going to happen.”
He shook his head, stood up, picked up the bamboo pole, paddled the water, and slowly approached the shore.
Fatty Wang has been very busy these days.
I thought the business here was deserted, but I didn't expect that many people drowned in the river.
Since those family members had no one to retrieve the body, they could only bring offerings to the river to pay homage every year, but they were never able to let the deceased rest in peace.
As soon as they heard that there was a body hunter, they all came to find Fatty Wang.
As a result, his business continued to flow, and his skills in fishing for corpses became increasingly adept. He even became able to drive a bamboo raft with ease.
However, today, Fatty Wang was uneasy. Even after drinking several sips of wine, he still felt that something was going to happen.
He touched his chest and thought to himself: "Could it be that this tattoo is going to backfire? Zhang Qilin once said that he suffered a backlash when he got the tattoo. Zhang Hao also reminded me that it takes some time to get used to this tattoo."
In order to avoid accidents, as soon as Fatty Wang reached the shore, he tied the bamboo raft to the tree and headed for Fengmen Village.
On the way, my eyelids twitched more and more, but I didn't know why.
After walking for two hours, it was completely dark, and we could only use the moonlight to find our way at night.
Fatty Wang glanced behind him, and was about to take out the magic talisman from his arms and put it on it, when he suddenly heard a conversation behind him.
"What a strange thing. I heard that the new messenger from the underworld was sent to the tongue-pulling hell for no apparent reason."
"It is indeed true. It is said that the person above was provoked."
"You only know one thing. The gentleman in charge of the underworld's justice has checked and found that no fourth-grade Zhengqin has ever looked for him. Moreover, he has never left the mansion. How could he appear in the earthly world?"
"Could it be that guy who is making this nonsense?"
"It's hard to say, but it's really a very evil sect. Recently, there have been quite a few fourth-grade Zhengqin!"
"Is it so easy to get promoted in Hades?"
"..."
Fatty Wang felt his heart tremble and complained secretly. Sure enough, something happened today! No wonder I felt restless early in the morning, it turned out to be a ghost!
When he was about to use the magic talisman, he confirmed that there was no one behind him.
Now two voices suddenly appeared, which made his hair stand on end.
Although this was not his first encounter with a ghost, he still had no experience in how to deal with it.
He quietly turned around and saw two phantoms wearing dark crimson eight mysterious armors walking towards them. They were no different from the Yin soldiers seen at the entrance of Sanjia Mountain Village who lured souls across the ferry.
"Oops, it's all over now!" Fatty Wang muttered softly.
Before he finished speaking, he heard a voice behind him asking: "Who!"
Immediately afterwards, two shadows passed through his body and turned around suddenly to stare at him.
"People from the earthly world?"
"How can you see us?"
The two phantoms looked at Fatty Wang suspiciously, and then said: "Is it a lonely wild ghost who borrowed a corpse to resurrect his soul? Take him back for interrogation!"
When Fatty Wang heard this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his mind went blank, and he couldn't even speak.
But then he thought about it, maybe Yin Cha doubted him because he saw them.
So, he pretended not to see it and moved on.
After taking two steps, I was about to breathe a sigh of relief when I heard Yin Chai coming to me again, untying the black iron rope around my waist and saying, "Stop pretending, I know you saw me. Tell me, where are you from? How can you see us?”
When Fatty Wang saw this, he knew that it was useless to pretend to be blind. The magic talisman was not attached, and there was no hope of escape. He felt miserable in his heart.
He muttered to himself: "Today is really unlucky!"
At this time, he thought of Zhang Qilin, his eyes lit up, he raised his head and chest, looked at the two gangsters, and said solemnly: "Why, I shouldn't see you? Are these two gangsters forgetting their identities?" < br>
Hearing this, the two evil spirits were too lazy to talk nonsense and raised the black iron rope to beat him.
Fatty Wang quickly took out the fourth-grade Zhengqin official title given to him by Zhang Hao from his arms.
When people in the inn go out, they will bring Zhang Hao's painting of the fourth grade Zhengqin official position, just in case.
After all, their profession is to eat the food of the dead. If they encounter trouble in the world, they can still cope with it, but if they encounter trouble in the underworld, they will be helpless.
Therefore, they will take this official position with them to escape. (End of chapter)