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

Chapter 727 Relief
Fatty Wang looked at him in amazement. "There is so much knowledge in this? Zhang Hao didn't mention so much when he first taught us!"

Hao Xie smiled and said, "These were all taught to me slowly by Brother Zhang Hao later on. You are too impatient."

As he was talking, there was a sound of footsteps at the door. An old woman, Auntie Wang, who sold tofu in the west of the village, stood at the door, looking in with a look of taboo on her face.

After seeing Hao Xie, she asked tentatively, "Mr. Hao, is Mr. Zhang here?"

The villagers all respectfully call Zhang Hao "Mr." Hao Xie glanced at Zhang Hao's room and responded, "Yes, Aunt Wang, what can I do for you?"

Aunt Wang carefully placed a basket of tofu at the door. "This is the tofu I just made. I'll give it to you to try. Also, the village chief wants you to go to the village entrance. Something happened there."

Zhang Hao just walked out and heard Aunt Wang's words, "Oh? What happened?"

Aunt Wang hesitated but still said, "A body was fished out of the well at the entrance of the village, and no one knows what to do. Mr. Zhang is an expert, so I would like to hear your opinion."

Zhang Hao nodded and agreed, "Okay, we'll go over and take a look in a bit."

Aunt Wang felt relieved and reminded, "This tofu was made this morning, eat it while it's hot." After that, she hurried away.

Zhang Hao looked at Fatty Wang and Hao Xie and said with a smile, "Let's go and take a look together. I'll teach you another trick today."

The two of them immediately became excited, "Really? What are you going to teach today?"

Zhang Hao smiled mysteriously and said, "You'll know when you get there."

So the three of them went to the village together. When they arrived, they found that the layout of the village entrance was different. There were five forked roads, and the end of each road was not visible. In addition, there was an old locust tree and an ancient well at the entrance of the village.

Now that a dead body has appeared in the well, the villagers are worried that the water may be possessed by evil spirits and are talking about it.

When the village chief saw Zhang Hao and the others coming, he immediately greeted them warmly, "Mr. Da, you are finally here! A body inexplicably appeared in this well, and now everyone is worried about whether there will be any problems drinking this well water."

Zhang Hao nodded slightly, his eyes swept across the crowd in the village, and finally fell on the body. The village chief followed closely and asked tentatively: "Sir, do you think... can this body be temporarily stored in your inn?" He explained, "Although our village has a cemetery, it is specially prepared for the people of Fengmen Village, and outsiders are not allowed to enter."

Hao Xie and Fatty Wang were confused when they heard this. They thought, if there is a cemetery, why put it in the Yin Yang Inn? Just as they were about to ask, they saw Zhang Hao nodding in agreement.

"I know something about the burial customs of Fengmen Village." He said slowly, "Here, humans and ghosts live together, and the dead never leave the village, so there are bones everywhere in the village, and ghosts are everywhere. In order to suppress these ghosts, the people of Fengmen Village will put masks on the dead. If someone who is not from the village is buried here, he will not rest in peace."

As soon as these words came out, Hao Xie and Fatty Wang looked at each other, secretly sighing at the unique customs of this place. They had lived here for a long time, but had never heard of it. No wonder they felt a gust of cold wind when they entered the village. With such burial customs, how could it not be frightening?

Zhang Hao continued, "However, Yin Yang Inn also has rules. Not all corpses can be accepted, and not all corpses can be left. Let me see if this corpse is willing to go with me."

The village chief heard this and looked puzzled: "Sir, this person has passed away, how can we know whether he is willing?"

Zhang Hao turned to Fatty Wang and Hao Xie and ordered calmly: "Help me find a wooden board and put the body on it. Then go back to the inn and get my peach wood sword."

Although the peach wood sword is not a funerary weapon, it is just a wooden sword that Zhang Hao casually carved. However, when it comes to driving corpses, the necessary props are essential.

Fatty Wang and Hao Xie nodded in agreement, one went to find a wooden board, and the other went back to the inn to get a sword. A moment later, the body was placed on the board. Zhang Hao held the peach wood sword, aimed at the board under the body, and stabbed it suddenly.

Hao Xie and Fatty Wang were confused, and the villagers were equally puzzled. However, Zhang Hao stabbed the sword three times, but failed to penetrate the wooden board. He frowned, handed the peach wood sword to Fatty Wang, and then said to the villagers watching:

"I'm sorry, everyone. This corpse doesn't want to go with me, and it's full of resentment. It can't be sent back to its hometown, nor can it be brought into the inn. So our inn cannot take on this business."

He changed the subject, "But it's not unsolvable." Seeing that no one objected at the entrance of the village, he continued, "All you need to do is cremate the body and bury the ashes ten miles outside the village, burn three incense sticks, and place three jars of wine as offerings."

"As for this well," he paused, "you don't have to worry. Go to my shop and get a talisman. Every night at dawn when the dog barks three times in a row, light the talisman and throw it into the well. Remember to do it when the dog barks three times in a row. You can continue to use it after three days."

The village chief hurried forward and asked, "Sir, is the soul of this corpse left in the well?"

Zhang Hao shook his head and denied it: "That's not the case. But this corpse has a lot of resentment, and it's most likely that he committed suicide. This well is also the place where he committed suicide, so it's naturally contaminated with some resentment. Just get rid of this resentment."

The village chief heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this and quickly thanked him: "Then I'll go to the inn later. Sir, thank you again for troubling you this time!"

Zhang Hao waved his hand and smiled, "It's okay. If there's nothing else, we'll go back first. I'll leave this to you guys."

After that, he led Hao Xie and Fatty Wang to the Yin Yang Inn. On the way, Fatty Wang asked in confusion: "Brother Zhang Hao, I don't understand. This business seems unprofitable, but flies are also meat. Why don't we do this business?"

Zhang Hao glanced at him and explained, "This is what I want to teach you today. Those who run our Yin Yang Inn need to know which businesses can be done and which cannot be done. Just like the corpse-driving technique that Hao Xie is learning now, there are also three rules for driving and three for not driving."

The two listened attentively with doubtful expressions. Zhang Hao continued, "Those who were executed by the government can be expelled, those who died in war can be expelled, and those who died in accidents while working outside can be expelled. The three things that cannot be expelled are those who died of unknown illness, those who committed suicide by jumping into the river or hanging themselves, and those who were struck by lightning or burned by fire or had incomplete limbs."

After saying that, he glanced at the two of them and finally looked at the fat man and said seriously: "And the corpse recovery technique you want to learn also has three rules for recovering and three for not recovering. Do you know which corpses can be recovered and which cannot be recovered?" "Brother Zhang Hao, isn't the corpse recoverer responsible for recovering the corpse out of the water? Are there any rules that cannot be recovered?" Fatty Wang asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Zhang Hao nodded slightly and slowly explained: "Corpse collectors are the same as corpse drivers. They are both professionals who deal with the dead, but this job is not for just anyone."

Hao Xie nodded in agreement after hearing this: "That's true. It was only after my experience with Master Lin Jiu that I realized that some corpses cannot be driven away casually, otherwise it may cause misfortune."

"Brother Zhang Hao mentioned this before," Hao Xie continued, "Before driving a corpse, you have to carefully check the corpse's birth date and horoscope. Usually the employer will provide this information. But for corpses that no one has entrusted with a task, accidents are more likely to happen because no one knows their birth date and horoscope."

Zhang Hao hummed, and then said: "Master Lin Jiu violated this taboo. Those corpses looked fine individually, but the eight corpses gathered together formed a mutually reversed eight characters, like a time bomb, which could cause an accident at any time. Fortunately, this accident happened in our inn, otherwise Lin Jiu's reputation for life might be ruined by these corpses."

"So corpse recovery also has its own rules," Zhang Hao added.

Fatty Wang suddenly became serious, thinking that this was just teaching him the rules of corpse recovery. So he looked at Zhang Hao respectfully and said, "Please teach me, Shopkeeper Zhang!"

Zhang Hao nodded slightly and continued, "In fact, the three steps of corpse retrievers are similar to the three steps of corpse drivers. In ancient times, different places had their own rules, but generally speaking, corpses that were not seriously injured could be driven or retrieved."

"But there are three things you shouldn't do," Zhang Hao changed the subject. "First, you must not do anything to retrieve a body standing upright in the water, because that is bad luck. Second, you must not go out on a boat to retrieve a body during a thunderstorm! Third, if you have failed to retrieve the same body three times, you must not do it again. This is called 'don't let the body get on the boat, and abandon it after three attempts to retrieve it!' In addition, if the body becomes very heavy after sinking into the water, and four or five people are unable to retrieve it, then you can't do anything to retrieve it, because that is also considered bad luck."

Fatty Wang nodded, thinking that the ancient profession of corpse retriever really has a lot of requirements. However, the more requirements, the better. When they first learned about corpse drivers, they also felt that there were too many requirements for corpse drivers. Because of this, corpse drivers and corpse retrievers are not jobs that anyone can do. If anyone could do it, then this profession would be everywhere.

When Fatty Wang thought about how many things he had to remember, he muttered to himself, "I didn't expect corpse retrievers to have so many things to remember."

"That's just the beginning. There are so many things to do as a corpse retriever, and it's very complicated." Zhang Hao said with a smile, "I'll show you how to do it myself afterwards, and you'll probably remember it."

"Hey, then I'll have to trouble Manager Zhang!" Fatty Wang bowed to Zhang Hao, full of respect.

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At the same time, in Sanjiashan Village in the Yangtze River Basin, a scream suddenly broke the silence and spread throughout the village. The villagers looked up in the direction of the village chief's house because the sound came from there.

"What's going on? It sounds like Aunt Liu's voice!"

"Hiss... It sounds creepy. Could something have happened?"

"Let's go over and have a look!"

At that moment, many people in the village put down their work and ran towards the village chief's house. The first one to run to the village chief's house was Tiezhu. He broke open the door of the village chief's house and saw Aunt Liu standing at the gate of the yard, looking at her house with horror.

"What's going on, Aunt San? What happened?" Tiezhu asked hurriedly.

When Aunt Liu saw Tiezhu running over, she quickly pulled his sleeve and asked for help: "Tiezhu, go check on your uncle, what's wrong with him?"

Tiezhu frowned and walked into Uncle Liu's house. As soon as he opened the curtain blocking the door, he smelled a foul smell. The unpleasant smell made Tiezhu cover his nose quickly, frowning and looking into the house. He saw the village chief sitting in the living room, chewing something, and the ground was covered with red blood.

"Uncle San, what's wrong with you?" Because he was facing the door, Tiezhu couldn't see what happened to the village chief at first, so he asked, and walked carefully towards the village chief. As a result, when he saw the village chief, Tiezhu was so scared that his legs went limp. The village chief was sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding a one-meter-long catfish in his hand. The catfish was not completely dead yet, and it exuded a bloody stench, and it kept flapping its tail. The village chief was in a more horrible state, with catfish entrails and intestines thrown on the ground like garbage. It was probably the thing that smelled the most. But the most creepy thing was the village chief. The catfish's whiskers were stuck with blood foam on its body, and it hit the village chief's face while flapping. Every time it hit, there was a blood mark on the village chief's face. But these blood marks were not the village chief's blood, but the blood on the catfish. The village chief's face was gloomy at this time, and he was eating the one-meter-long catfish raw bite by bite. There was not only blood from the fish at the corners of his mouth, but also the unique mucus of catfish.

"Ugh!" Tiezhu just took a look and turned around and started to dry heave, almost vomiting all the food he had eaten in the morning. What Tiezhu couldn't understand the most was that the village chief seemed to be enjoying it, with a sinister smile on his face. That smile was so ugly.

"Uncle San, what are you doing? Don't eat this!" Tiezhu tried to dissuade him kindly, but his stomach churned and he started retching before he could finish his words.

"vomit!"

The village chief seemed not to hear and continued to chew the catfish in his hand.

Tiezhu couldn't bear it any longer and wanted to step forward and pull the village chief away, but before his hand touched him, the village chief turned his head abruptly, his face turned ashen, his eyes were vicious, and there were unclear sounds in his throat, obviously a fishbone was stuck in his throat.

"laugh!"

Tiezhu was startled and quickly took two steps back to keep a safe distance from the village chief. The viciousness in the village chief's eyes gradually disappeared, and he continued to gnaw on the catfish in his hand.

Seeing that persuasion was ineffective, Tiezhu had no choice but to tiptoe out of the village chief's house.

As soon as I arrived at the yard, Aunt Liu San came up to me and asked anxiously, "Tiezhu, what's wrong? Is your uncle feeling better?"

Seeing that many villagers had come to the yard, Tiezhu shook his head and pulled Aunt Liu aside to ask quietly: "What happened to Uncle San? Why did he suddenly start eating raw fish? And it was a catfish with eight whiskers. This kind of fish eats the rotten corpses of animals. How can he eat it?"

Aunt Liu was about to cry when she heard this. She shook her head and said sadly, "I don't know either! He came back this morning and carried a big catfish into the house. I asked him where he had been and he glared at me! I was just about to go into the house to talk to him when I saw him starting to gut the catfish. I thought he had gone fishing last night! I kindly asked him if he wanted to eat fish so I could cook it for him, but he ignored me and just carried the fish and started to eat it!"

(End of this chapter)