So it's best not to have any surprises.
It is best if both parties are willing, so that the cooperation will be happy.
The inn was happy to make money, and Wudang was also happy to receive the body of the Heavenly Master.
After Wang Ye saw Zhang Hao nodding, he picked up his phone and walked to the door.
When Huo Xiuer saw that Zhang Hao's business had come to an end, she hurriedly ran to Zhang Hao, knelt down on one knee and clasped her fists with her hands, looked at Zhang Hao expectantly and whispered: "Your Majesty, the shopkeeper! I, Huo Xiuer, of the Jiumen Huo family, would like to worship you. The shopkeeper is my teacher! Hope..."
Huo Xiuer suddenly realized that she still didn't know the shopkeeper's name, so she looked at Hao Xie beside her as if asking for help.
Hao Xie looked away, curled his lips and said softly: "Ahem... Zhang Hao..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Huo Xiuer quickly picked up her words and continued: "Huo Xiuer would like to become the master of Yin Yang Inn Zhang Hao! I hope the master will take her in!"
Zhang Hao looked at Huo Xiuer dumbfounded and had to admit that Huo Xiuer looked upright and generous.
Nowadays, it is rare to find someone like her who can kneel down on one knee and beg to become a disciple.
But...he is the manager of Yin Yang Inn after all.
With his feet on the Yin and Yang world, not just anyone can be his disciple.
One is to have talent, and the other is to be able to withstand cause and effect.
After all, he is Mr. Yin Yang's apprentice, and he may encounter various things in the future. If she couldn't bear it, it would harm her.
So he smiled faintly and said: "My apprentice is not that easy to be. But since you are here, stay in the inn for a while. After staying for a while, we can talk about becoming a disciple."
Zhang Hao said it politely, but Huo Xiuer seemed determined to accept Zhang Hao as her teacher today, so she continued: "If the shopkeeper doesn't accept me, I will keep kneeling here! When will you accept me as your teacher?" Disciple, when will I get up?”
It sounded a bit cheesy, but no one in the yard was angry.
After all, letting a girl kneel here is the maximum behavior a girl can do.
Zhang Hao really liked Huo Xiuer's enthusiasm, but he still said the same thing: Mr. Yin Yang's apprentice is not that easy to be.
"I, Zhang Hao, don't accept anyone as my disciple. Let's see if you have the ability to become my disciple!"
So Zhang Hao glanced at Hao Xie. After Hao Xie understood what Zhang Hao meant, he immediately walked to Huo Xiu'er and pulled her up. At the same time, he whispered in her ear: "Okay, this matter is not completely impossible. You first Don't be so anxious. Just follow what the shopkeeper said. If you really want to become a disciple, just stay in the inn for a while and treat it as a test for you. Don't be impatient. , Brother Zhang Hao is not a hard-hearted person. As long as you can withstand the test of the inn and Zhang Hao, there is hope for becoming a disciple."
Hearing this, Huo Xiuer felt that it made sense.
After all, she had just seen how powerful the inn was.
Although I didn't see Zhang Hao take action, I also saw Hao Xie's action.
As Huo Xiuer from the Nine Sects, she knew very well what kind of person Hao Xie was in the past. She often played with Hao Xie.
But now when I look at Hao Xie, he already looks like a master.
This difference was obviously taught by this shopkeeper.
Therefore, naturally not everyone can become an apprentice of an expert.
It is impossible without trials.
And how can a master accept disciples at will?
It’s natural to examine yourself!
Then you have to perform well next!
After thinking for a while, Huo Xiuer decided to serve her future master as a maid in the inn. Sooner or later, he would agree to accept a disciple!
So she nodded, stood up and patted the dust on her pants. She looked at Zhang Hao with a smile and said, "Okay, then I will stay in the inn for a while. But I have agreed first. Brother Zhang Hao, if you don't accept me , I will depend on you for the rest of my life! You not only have to take care of my food, but also my housing!”
Zhang Hao smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly.
On the other side, Wang Ye had already walked to the corner and dialed the number of Wudang leader Daoxuan Zhenren.
At this time, an old but powerful voice came from the other side of the phone: "Hello? Xiao Wangye, why are you calling me at this time?"
Wang Ye touched his head and smiled, then said: "Hey, Master, you haven't slept yet? You are so energetic! What, I really want to ask your opinion on something! It was just some time ago, when I was traveling in the world I’ve been to an ancient battlefield, guess who I met?”
The person on the phone was stunned for a moment, and then asked with confusion: "Xiao Wangye, you called me at night just to guess riddles with me? How did I know who you met? The ancient battlefield? In the ancient battlefield Who can you meet? ”
Wang Ye suddenly changed his playful smile and became serious, because the issue of their ancestor was about to be discussed, and he could no longer be casual.
"Master, I discovered our ancestor, Master Qingxuan, on that ancient battlefield!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a surprised voice coming from the other side of the phone: "What? Master Qingxuan? Did you drink too much at night? Master Qingxuan has been dead for three hundred years and you saw him? You You bastard, don’t you deserve to be beaten?”
Wang Ye shrugged, knowing that the leader would have this reaction, so he waited for the leader to finish speaking before starting to explain.
"Sir, I did witness the body of Master Qingxuan, not his appearance during his lifetime."
"As for the details of the death of Master Qingxuan, the previous heads should be well aware of it."
"Don't you know more about this than me?"
“What I’m thinking about now is how to safely return the body of the founder to Wudang Mountain.”
"I remember you once mentioned that after the death of the ancestor, if there are any relics left in the body, placing them in the sect can bring good fortune to the sect and can be called a treasure to suppress the sect."
"I am also thinking about the rise and fall of Wudang."
As soon as these words came out, the other end of the phone fell into silence, and the leader seemed to be recalling the past events about Master Qingxuan.
After a long time, the leader's voice came from the phone again.
"Alas..."
"It is said that when Master Qingxuan was in charge of the sect, he did experience a thrilling battle."
"And where his remains are, no one really knows."
"So, what you just said is not completely nonsense."
"Then what do you want to do now? Since you met the Patriarch by chance, you should bring him back. Are you calling me now because you want me to send a car for you?"
"Wu-dang doesn't have any spare cars like this!"
Wang Ye smiled bitterly and shook his head. Was he just asking for a car?
He couldn't take away the ancestor at all.
The Patriarch is now extremely powerful. Let alone taking the Patriarch back, even if he gets close, his life will be in danger.
So, he explained.
"That's not the case, Master!"
"The truth is that the ancestor's body was not rotten on the ancient battlefield, and it seemed to have become spiritual!"
"He can move freely now, you know?"
"The last time I met the Patriarch on the ancient battlefield, I was almost killed by one of his palms!"
"I fought to my death to escape."
"What?" The leader's surprised voice came from the other end of the phone.
"What happened to the ancestor's body?"
"Well... this possibility is not impossible. If the body has obsessions, or is buried in a place full of evil, murderous intent, or resentment, it may undergo changes."
"So!" Wang Ye suddenly said excitedly, because he was about to get to the point, "I am trying to think of a way to bring the ancestor's body back."
"Now I have met a master!"
"This expert can suppress corpses and is proficient in the art of yin and yang. His employees almost beat me to death."
"If I have his help, I think...it would be a big deal to ask the Patriarch to return to the mountain."
"But the problem is... although this expert is willing to help, his charging method is quite strange!" "Strange?" The voice of the boss on the phone revealed a trace of doubt, "What can be so strange? It's nothing more than The question of how much money? ”
"Don't worry about this, as long as you can invite the Patriarch to return to the mountain, it doesn't matter how much money you have."
"Although Wudang is not rich, it has constant incense, so we can still afford this payment."
Wang Ye asked with a wry smile.
"What if this master doesn't want money, but life and luck?"
"Huh?" The leader's surprised voice came over the phone. He suspected that he heard wrongly and couldn't help but ask again.
"What did you say?"
"What do you want?"
"Lifespan? Luck?"
The Wudang leader suddenly lost all sleep, and was shocked in his heart.
It's not like he hasn't heard of such things as trading longevity and luck. As the leader, his knowledge is far beyond ordinary people.
But this kind of transaction only appeared a long time ago, when the ancient inheritance was not cut off.
Because there were powerful Mr. Yin and Yang at that time, they often opened Yin and Yang Inns, and this is how the clever Mr. Yin and Yang charged.
That kind of expert has long been indifferent to money.
What they pursue is something deeper: luck, lifespan, age, merit...
If someone wants to trade with them, unless they use these as a reward, it is almost impossible to get Mr. Yin Yang of this level to take action.
It's just that this kind of master only exists in ancient legends.
Are there still such powerful people today?
The head of Wudang could not help but be stunned for a long while, while Wang Ye nodded seriously.
"Master, you heard me right. This is the first time I have heard of someone doing business like this."
"In normal times, I wouldn't bother you if this happened."
"After all, it sounds ridiculous."
"But this time is different. The disciples of this master are so powerful. The paper figures they made are invulnerable to water and fire..."
"And the shopkeeper actually caught a shady guy and put him at the gate of the courtyard."
"I really feel that this master is extraordinary, so I don't dare to agree easily. If he really can charge my life span or something, my life will be gone. That's why I came to ask for your opinion."
At this time, the leader couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"Tie paper?"
"Zhen Yin Chao?"
"Is this person so powerful?"
"Have you ever seen him take action in person?"
Wang Ye shook his head, and then said: "I have seen the brother of the paper-tie man take action, but I have never seen their shopkeeper."
The leader pondered slightly, unable to judge for the moment.
After a long while, he said to Wang Ye on the phone.
"Forget it, from what you said, this person should be quite capable. Let's try it."
"Since we are doing business, I think the price he offered shouldn't be too outrageous."
"If he can really send me, the founder of Wudang Mountain, back, Wudang's thousand-year foundation will mean nothing to him if he has a little luck."
"Just take care of this matter and don't disturb my sleep."
Wang Ye smiled awkwardly, then nodded, looked at the phone and said.
"Okay, Master, I will handle it myself."
"But if I really want to settle the account, I have to put it on the whole Wudang. With my own luck and longevity, I'm afraid I won't be able to pay."
The leader's impatient voice came from the other end of the phone: "It's up to you. If we can really bring the founder back, Wudang's luck will not be reduced because of this business."
"Maybe it will be even more prosperous!"
"Okay, hang up!"
After saying that, Wang Ye heard a busy signal from his mobile phone.
He smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly.
"Hey, the master's temper is still a bit confusing."
"But why don't I understand what the leader means?"
"What does it mean...with the Patriarch holding the mountain, the luck does not decrease but increases?"
"Is it true that the Patriarch's return to the mountain will bring so many benefits?"
After hanging up the phone, Wang Ye looked back at Zhang Hao, Hao Xie, Fatty Wang and others, and then walked over.
"How's it going, Mr. Ye, have we discussed it yet?" As soon as Wang Ye came over, Fatty Wang put his arm around his shoulder enthusiastically and asked.
"Hey, Mr. Wang, just call me Daozhang Wang. I'm really not a boss..." Wang Ye smiled, then looked at Zhang Hao, "Shopkeeper, we just discussed it with the boss."
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"So I have a question I would like to ask."
"That's it...if we really want to collect our luck, do we need to collect all our luck in Wudang Mountain?"
"What if the body is not returned?"
Zhang Hao waved his hand and said: "It's not that exaggerated. We are in business, and the principle of business is that the price must be fair and acceptable to the buyer."
"First of all, let me make it clear that if the task you gave us is not completed, the inn will not charge any fees."
"If it is completed, the inn will charge you one year of life, luck or merit from all the Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain."
"You can choose this by yourself."
"But I think your leader should have told you that it will be of great benefit to you if the Patriarch controls the mountain."
"Compared with the benefits of your ancestor's return to the mountain, the life span and luck I charge for this year are just a drop in the bucket and not worth mentioning."
"So Mr. Wang doesn't have to worry too much."
"The inn specializes in this kind of business. In order to have repeat customers, we will naturally not harm our customers."
Wang Ye blinked and felt relieved.
But when I heard that my life span would be used as a reward, it was still a bit scary.
After thinking about it carefully, this charging model should satisfy everyone.
Although the inn only charges one year's worth of life, luck or merit, there are so many Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain that the sum of one person and one year is not a small sum for the inn.
Compared with the losses of Wudang Mountain and the benefits of Patriarch Zhenshan, the advantages obviously outweigh the disadvantages.
"If that's the case, then I'll be relieved." Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief.
No matter how you look at this business, Wudang is the one who made the profit.
However, the inn also suffered no loss, it was a rare win-win situation.
Then Wang Ye asked: "Shopkeeper, when will we set off?" (End of Chapter)