My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Under each person's name, there are notes such as winning the lottery, a car accident, or great success.

“This notebook can determine a person’s fate. For example, if someone writes ‘Chen Anshui will be unlucky for life’ in this notebook, then you will be unlucky for the rest of your life,” Zhang Hao explained.

Chen Anshui was startled and almost dropped the notebook in his hand.

But he quickly realized what he meant and his eyes widened: "Doesn't that mean that whoever possesses this book can become the master of people and decide their fate?"

If someone with malicious intentions gets their hands on this, wouldn't they be able to manipulate people's fates at will?
If someone can manipulate fate at will, wouldn't they be considered a true god?
Zhang Hao nodded slowly with a solemn expression: "You're right, this thing does indeed possess the power to control the fate of others."

However, not everyone can write freely in this notebook.

Evil gods are among them, possessing such authority.

Zhang Hao put away the notebook in his hand, his tone cold: "I will return this to Yama. Without it, that evil god will not be able to run rampant anymore."

However, the underworld must be in chaos right now, so Zhang Hao plans to go there tomorrow and rest well tonight.

The next day, Zhang Hao planned to go to the underworld, but before he could set off, an accident occurred. The receptionist in his department called to say that a heart-ripping murder had happened near him.

Zhang Hao rushed to the scene and found that the victim's heart had been completely ripped out, his chest was a bloody mess, and blood was flowing under his body, which had congealed into a small pool. The scene was disgusting.

The situation at the scene was even worse. The dense demonic energy permeated the surroundings, and Zhang Hao knew without a doubt that it must have been the work of that hateful evil god Ziyue.

In order to recover from his injuries as quickly as possible, he actually ate human hearts!
Zhang Hao swears he's not human if he doesn't eliminate such a ruthless and insane scoundrel!

After burying the deceased, Zhang Hao thoroughly searched the surrounding area but found no suspicious traces. Clearly, the man had been on guard and wouldn't give Zhang Hao any opportunity to take advantage.

"Mr. Han, where are you going?" the clerk sent by the bureau asked with concern.

Zhang Hao took a deep breath and forced a smile: "We're just taking a stroll."

The surrounding environment seemed normal, and the deceased's company had closed for the holiday.

After all, ordinary people would never expect to encounter such a terrible thing, and would probably be scared out of their wits.

Wei Yuze has also vanished without a trace, seemingly having completely withdrawn from the conflict.

However, according to official sources, this person was actually on a business trip abroad.

What's even more infuriating is that his business is still operating as usual.

Zhang Hao was utterly disgusted by this: "Go back now and inform the relevant departments that all of Wei Yuze's businesses must be thoroughly investigated! This person definitely has problems and is very likely an accomplice of the evil god."

The clerk looked at the photo Zhang Hao pointed to. The person in the photo was appearing on a screen on the adjacent wall. He was being interviewed on television. Facing the host's difficult questions, he remained calm and composed, speaking eloquently and displaying great poise.

This person is a well-known business upstart who has cultivated an inspirational persona.

Such people make significant contributions to the local economy, and officials naturally don't want to offend them easily.

"This kind of person might be difficult to deal with," the clerk said worriedly.

“It is precisely because he is difficult to deal with that we must deal with him! Otherwise, what will we do if he wreaks havoc on the world?” Zhang Hao said decisively.

The clerk could only nod in the end: "I will do as Mr. Han instructs."

Meanwhile, in President Chen's office, watching Wei Yuze's projects rake in huge profits, President Chen was heartbroken.

If he hadn't been tricked, he should have earned all that money.

Mr. Chen grew angrier the more he thought about it: "When will this guy get his comeuppance?"

"I can't say for sure," Chen Anshui replied slowly.

“This kind of person is a menace to the world. You must have your people eliminate him as soon as possible! Otherwise, I will live in constant fear, which will have a huge impact on my health and put me under a lot of pressure.”

Chen Anshui remained silent. Protecting this kind of person all day long sometimes annoyed him, after all, there are always barriers between people.

"According to Mr. Han, both of them were seriously injured and should not dare to harass us again. You can rest assured."

That evening, Chen Anshui returned to his residence, only to find that Zhang Hao had still not returned.

He was puzzled, wondering what Zhang Hao had gone to do, and whether he had encountered some trouble that had prevented him from returning.

In fact, the reason why Zhang Hao had not returned for so long was because he had encountered some trouble.

For example, he bumped into Ziyue, who was out digging out people's hearts, on the way.

What a coincidence! Zi Yue was caught red-handed by Zhang Hao, and the two sides broke into another fierce battle.

In the suburbs, Zhang Hao saw Zi Yue about to harm a little girl. The little girl was so frightened that she stood frozen in place, unable to move.

"Purple Moon, your taste is truly disgusting. Don't you think that doing this makes you seem extremely depraved? It's completely devoid of the character and style of an evil god," Zhang Hao mocked mercilessly.

Zi Yue was stunned, then laughed: "So what? Don't you remember that you were also arrogant and conceited?"

Zi Yue had no shame. While arguing with Zhang Hao, she observed her surroundings and noticed a gap behind her. She instantly disappeared and fled into that gap.

The other party was prepared, and Zhang Hao couldn't catch up. Moreover, he also had to comfort the frightened little girl in front of him.

After taking the girl home, Zhang Hao also gave her a protective amulet to ensure her safety.

Doing this is also a way to prevent that guy from harming the girl again.

By the time these matters were settled, most of the time had quietly passed. Zhang Hao strolled alone along the riverbank when he suddenly spotted a small koi struggling in a small puddle on the shore.

This little koi carp may have been washed into this puddle during high tide, but failed to return to the river with the tide when it receded.

They look so pitiful.

Zhang Hao gently picked up the little koi and casually tossed it back into the river. It was just a small act of kindness, and the little koi quickly returned to where it belonged.

On his way back, Zhang Hao saw Chen Anshui waiting at the door.

"Mr. Han, you're finally back. Are you alright?" Chen Anshui asked with concern.

Zhang Hao shook his head, indicating that he was unharmed. Seeing Chen Anshui return, he asked why he hadn't continued to provide close protection over there.

Chen Anshui said nonchalantly, "Anyway, there's nothing unusual, so let's leave it at that."

Zhang Hao urged him not to let his guard down.

After chatting for a few minutes, Zhang Hao began instructing Chen Anshui in spell practice. During the practice, Chen Anshui demonstrated remarkable learning ability.

Perhaps because someone was supervising him, he put in extra effort. When the magic conjured a large body of water, Chen Anshui was excited and full of praise for Zhang Hao's ability to create such a large "lake," repeatedly commending him for his skill.

At night, Chen Anshui felt as if he were having a dream, but it was all hazy and unreal.

The feeling was like a dream, yet it didn't seem like one.

When Han San returned home late at night, he was quite surprised to see Chen Anshui pacing around the living room: "Why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night? What are you doing here?"

Chen Anshui smiled shyly: "It's just going to the toilet."

"I see," Han San said, pursing his lips. He urged Han San to go back to sleep and reminded him that he needed to continue protecting that person tomorrow, and that he could not slack off on his mission.

The next morning, Zhang Hao was completely unprepared. When he went to take the notebook to the underworld to find Yama, he discovered it had vanished!

Zhang Hao's expression changed drastically as he stared at the empty desktop.

He hadn't been schemed against like this in a long time.

Zi Yue had actually stolen the notebook from him last night when he wasn't looking. Zhang Hao's face darkened, and he thought to himself: If I can find a way to deal with that guy, I will definitely not show any mercy.

"How was the Record of Fortune, Misfortune, Life and Death stolen? Did you hear anything last night?" Zhang Hao questioned.

Hearing this, Han San couldn't help but think of Chen Anshui from last night. When he returned home in the middle of the night, he saw Chen Anshui coming out of the living room.

But they're our own people, they probably wouldn't do something like that, right?
Nevertheless, Han San couldn't help but ask, "When I saw you come out last night, were you really just going to the bathroom?"

Chen Anshui looked puzzled: "Huh?"

He thought about it carefully and didn't find anything wrong with it.

However, when I think back on it, I always feel a little uncomfortable.

"I did go to the bathroom last night, but that's all," Chen Anshui explained.

Zhang Hao watched their conversation, squinting as he sized them up.

Chen Anshui: "Han San, you're not doubting me, are you?"

Han San shook his head and said seriously, "I'm not doubting you, I'm just investigating any suspicious circumstances."

"Alright, alright, we're all on the same side. I have a way to find out who took the Book of Fortune and Misfortune last night," Zhang Hao said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the two stopped arguing and looked at him.

Zhang Hao calmly took out an ordinary stick and gently stroked it, instantly filling the scene with a mist. Through the mist, one could vaguely see what had happened the night before.

In the hazy night, moonlight streamed in through the window.

Chen Anshui walked out of the house, took the notebook without changing his expression, and then went back inside.

Seeing this scene, everyone fell silent.

Chen Anshui, who had just vehemently denied it, was now speechless.

He never expected that the person who did such a thing would be one of his own!
All eyes turned to Chen Anshui.

"It wasn't me! I didn't do it!" Chen Anshui struggled and shouted, refusing to admit it no matter what.

However, the facts are undeniable, and no matter how much Chen Anshui denies it, he cannot change this fact.

"What exactly do you want?" Chen Anshui was completely baffled as to why he would do such a thing, since he had no recollection of it at all!

"We don't want anything, but we'd like to ask you why you betrayed us?" Han San's face was extremely ugly.

They were the ones who rescued this person and even personally taught him magic.

It can be said that they have devoted a lot of effort to this person.

But this person betrayed their trust, which was utterly disgusting, like swallowing a fly.

"I didn't! If I really did that kind of thing, would I still be human?" Chen Anshui vehemently argued.

Back to reality, Han San took a deep breath.

“I don’t know if it’s a person or not, but according to the mirror image, it was you who did it,” Han San said coldly.

Zhang Hao sensed something was amiss. He hesitated to speak, but couldn't produce any concrete evidence.

“I have absolutely no memory of it! In my opinion, I have never done such a thing.”

"Wait, you said you have no recollection of this?" Zhang Hao's eyes lit up, and he narrowed his eyes slightly as he asked.

Chen Anshui responded firmly: "That's right, I'm sure I didn't do it. In my memory, I've never done anything like that."

The living room fell into a deathly silence.

Finally, Chen Anshui spoke with difficulty: "Mr. Han, do you really still trust me?"

Zhang Hao stared at him and asked in return, "If I don't trust you, why should I defend you?"

Zhang Hao's words brought tears to Chen Anshui's eyes: "Thank you, Mr. Han."

Chen Anshui, whose eyes were slightly red, did not fall into madness and hysteria, but tried her best to calm herself down.

After the three calmed down, they quickly realized that something was wrong.

First, Zhang Hao personally examined Chen Anshui.

He discovered that a trace of demonic energy remained in Chen Anshui's mind.

This is very likely due to possession.

Feeling deeply moved by his partners' trust, Chen Anshui said, "I told you all long ago that I would never do such a thing!"

"I've already told you, I..."

Zhang Hao raised his hand to signal him to stop and said with certainty, "You definitely won't do that, because the person who did it was definitely not you."

"You are possessed by Zi Yue. He controls your body and uses you to steal the Record of Fortune, Misfortune, Life and Death."

"I understand now. I never expected that guy to be so despicable and shameless."

Chen Anshui gritted his teeth, wishing he could tear that guy to pieces.

That's utterly despicable!

However, even though the truth has come to light, Zhang Hao still feels a headache coming on.

That notebook is of great importance and could not possibly be hidden away.

Left with no other choice, Zhang Hao had to go to the underworld empty-handed.

Inside the Yama King's palace, Yama King sat upright in the main seat, silently watching him.

Zhang Hao stepped forward, and Yan Wang put down his pen and slowly asked, "Mr. Han, what brings you here?"

Zhang Hao smiled slightly: "So, do you think my coming here is a good thing or a bad thing?"

"Given your usual practice of only showing up when you need something, I think it's almost certainly a bad thing."

Zhang Hao burst into laughter: "You guessed right, I really didn't come here today for anything good."

As he spoke, Zhang Hao couldn't help but chuckle again: "Actually, I'm just here to tell you something. This matter is neither good nor bad to me, but it's a terrible thing for the underworld!"

Yama sneered and asked, "What bad thing?"

At this moment, Yama was already quite nervous.

The matter that prompted Zhang Hao to personally come and report it was no small matter.

"Does your record of fortune, misfortune, life, and death still exist?"

Zhang Hao asked meaningfully.

Yama pulled out a small booklet with a black cover and gold trim, making it look exceptionally exquisite: "It's right here."

Zhang Hao took the booklet and flipped through it; it was actually true! (End of Chapter)