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

Many people were like wild animals longing for freedom, struggling to break free from the black smoke that bound them.

Before long, the black smoke was empty and all the figures gathered behind Black and White Impermanence, being pulled by Black Impermanence's soul-catching rope.

At this time, the village chief was surprised to find that among those illusory figures, there was his own figure.

He hurried to Fatty Wang and asked anxiously:
"Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang, can you tell me what these phantom figures are? Why do I see myself in them? Could it be that Master Seven and Master Eight have taken my soul away?"

Hearing the village chief's question, many villagers gathered around and asked Fatty Wang:

"Mr. Wang, what is going on? Could it be that Mr. Yin Yang asked Lord Black and Lord White to take our souls away?"

"What the hell just happened? I saw my own shadow!"

"I saw it too!"

"If Shadow is taken away, will we die?"

"Mr. Wang, what is Mr. Yin Yang doing? Isn't he here to capture the Ten Corpse Demons? Why are we there?"

Faced with the panic of the crowd, Fatty Wang appeared calm and composed.

Fortunately, after notifying the villagers to prepare sacrifices last night, he asked Zhang Haoduo a few more questions.

After some thought, he roughly guessed the origins of these figures.

So he comforted everyone and said:

"Don't worry, don't worry."

"Mr. Yin Yang is here to help us solve the Feng Shui problem. He won't do anything bad to you."

"Why, now that the corpse evil has been dealt with, you're beginning to doubt my shopkeeper?"

"I tell you, each of you is responsible for the reason why this corpse evil has become so powerful!"

After suffering this fierce whip, a black gas as long as a whip suddenly came out of the Ten Corpse Evil's body.

Bai Wuchang opened his arms, raised the mourning stick in his right hand, and let out a plaintive wail.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Come back!"

"Come back?"

"Come with me!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The wind was howling, and Bai Wuchang's wails echoed in the wind, causing a feeling of sadness to well up in everyone's heart.

At the same time, bursts of black smoke suddenly gushed out of the bodies of the Ten Corpse Demons.

Then, one after another, illusory figures emerged from the black smoke. They looked dazed and approached Bai Wuchang slowly with stiff movements.

As each figure separated from the black smoke, the black smoke around the Ten Corpse Demons gradually dissipated.

The swelling of the corpse and the decay of the skin also intensified.

Zhang Hao took the opportunity to swing the corpse rope again and smashed it hard at the Ten Corpse Evils, not giving them any chance to breathe.

"Clap!"

The people who had just stood firm were once again shocked by the crisp and loud sound of whipping. Although the sound was harsh, it could not be ignored.

Those who had just regained their balance felt their legs go weak again, and the scene before them seemed to be spinning again.

The power of Zhang Hao's whip caused the black smoke on the Ten Corpse Demons to explode completely.

At the same time, the corpse began to swell and the skin began to show signs of decay.

Zhang Hao reacted quickly, wielding the corpse rope again and attacking the ten evil spirits fiercely, not giving them any chance to breathe.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound echoed in the air. It was the sound of the corpse rope hitting the corpse, which was terrifying.

When the people who had just stood firm heard the sound, their legs became weak again and the world before their eyes seemed to start spinning again.

Zhang Hao's attack caused the black smoke on the Ten Corpse Demons to explode suddenly, as if a dark curtain was torn apart.

Countless illusory figures broke free from the black smoke. Like wild beasts craving for freedom, they desperately tried to break free from their restraints.

In the blink of an eye, the black smoke dissipated without a trace, and all the figures gathered behind Black and White Impermanence, tightly bound by Black Impermanence's soul-catching rope.

The village chief suddenly found himself among these people. He hurriedly walked towards Fatty Wang and asked anxiously:
"Mr. Wang, what are these phantom figures? Why can I see my own shadow? Could it be that Master Seven and Master Eight have taken my soul away?"

Hearing the village chief's question, the villagers gathered around and asked in unison:
"Mr. Wang, what's going on? Could it be that Mr. Yin Yang asked the Black and White Impermanence to take our souls away?"

“I saw my own shadow!”

"I saw it too!"

"What is going on? If Shadow is taken away, will we die?"

Fatty Wang seemed calm and composed. He had chatted with Zhang Hao for a few more minutes last night and had anticipated the current situation.

He looked around at the anxious villagers and spoke slowly:
"Don't worry, Mr. Yin Yang is helping you solve your problem. How could he harm you?"

"Now that the corpse demon has been subdued, you are beginning to suspect my shopkeeper?"

"Let me tell you, this evil corpse has become so powerful, each of you is responsible!"

The villagers looked at each other in confusion. They had done nothing wrong, so how could they become accomplices of the corpse?
The village chief asked on behalf of everyone: "Mr. Wang, we are all ordinary fishermen. We don't understand what you are saying." Fatty Wang looked mysterious, with his hands behind his back and his head held high, and said mysteriously:
"You really didn't do anything, but these ten evil spirits have been absorbing your luck at the bottom of the river. Your luck gathered in the Zhenjiang ancient coffin and was used by the evil spirits, turning it into evil spirit."

"That's why these ten evil spirits are so powerful. Without you, they wouldn't be so ferocious."

"Tell me, are you accomplices?"

The villagers' faces changed drastically after hearing this. They had been fishing honestly and never expected that they would increase the power of the corpse evil.

They began to panic and shouted: "Oh, what should we do? Mr. Wang, what should we do now?"

Fatty Wang listened to the villagers' wailing and shook his head helplessly. He knew that the real culprit was the person who set up this Feng Shui Bureau.

At this time, Zhang Hao on the river was watching all this. When the last figure walked out of the Ten Corpse Demons and was taken away by Hei Wuchang, he frowned slightly.

That was Ma Tao's shadow. Zhang Hao thought to himself: This Ma Tao was indeed a damned man. It was no accident that he drowned in the river.

The ghosts taken away by Bai Wuchang were all stripped from the villagers of Sanjiashan Village. Although they had some minor conflicts, they had never done anything out of the ordinary.

Zhang Hao waved his hands and said to the Black and White Impermanence: "Okay, there is nothing for you to do here. Take these ghosts and go back to report and claim your reward. By the way, don't tell them that you have seen me. These ghosts should be regarded as your own merits."

The Black and White Impermanence were full of doubts. They thought they were just here to help a little, but they didn't expect that Lord Fourth Rank Zhengqin would be so generous as to give all the credit to them.

They have been ghost messengers for so many years, but when have they ever met a fourth-rank official who is so considerate of his subordinates? Those high-ranking officials are usually arrogant and dignified, so it is unprecedented to see someone who is so considerate of his subordinates.

Therefore, they did not care whether there was anything strange in it or not, and both bowed deeply, and said to Zhang Hao with joy: "White Impermanence/Black Impermanence of the Underworld, thank you for the gift from Master Zhengqin. If you need us, you can summon us at any time."

Zhang Hao nodded slightly, waved his right hand and said, "Go ahead."

Bai Wuchang straightened his tall hat, put his mourning stick on his waist, picked up the ivory tablet again, and sank into the water with Hei Wuchang. Their figures gradually disappeared. There were still several ghosts on the chains behind Hei Wuchang.

As they disappeared, the yellow-red blood river slowly returned to dark green, just like ordinary river water. The people on the shore stared at the scene in front of them, and even began to wonder if they had just seen it wrong.

Zhang Hao was relieved to see that the Black and White Impermanence had completely left. His official position of the fourth rank was actually a fake, and if he was discovered, he would be in big trouble. Fortunately, his official seal was realistic and his acting skills were good enough that the Black and White Impermanence did not notice it.

He smiled self-deprecatingly and turned to look at the Ten Corpse Demons. A corpse rope hit the corpse demon hard, causing a piercing scream. The sound made people's scalps numb and their whole bodies shiver. The people on the shore looked at the screaming corpse in the river in horror. This was the first time they heard a corpse scream like this.

Zhang Hao tied a corpse tightly with a corpse rope, pulled it to the side of the bamboo raft, and then pulled the black donkey hoof from its waist and stuffed it into the corpse's mouth. The screams stopped abruptly, and the corpse did not struggle at all. He pasted a general talisman on the corpse's forehead, then retracted the corpse rope and turned to the next corpse.

The people on the shore watched this scene, their hearts filled with fear and awe. Director Li looked at the corpses lined up in the river and muttered to himself: "Is this the legendary corpse evil? What the Yin-Yang master said turned out to be true!"

His secretary frowned and asked, "Director Li, this matter will spread quickly. Should we block the news first to avoid panic?"

Director Li smiled and said, "It's impossible to block it, but we can pay attention to it during the review. As long as it's not too outrageous, we don't have to worry about it."

Chen Wenjin and Dapeng from the archaeological team recorded it all. Although they failed to capture the figures of the Black and White Impermanence in their cameras, they both firmly believed that what they saw was not an illusion, and recorded what they saw in detail on their mobile phones.

Dapeng asked Chen Wenjin doubtfully: "Do you think we should continue to salvage the Zhenjiang ancient coffin?"

Chen Wenjin sighed and said, "It depends on what the higher-ups mean. But now I'm starting to trust this Yin-Yang Master. What he did today is something that none of us could do."

At this time, Zhang Hao had dealt with all the corpses. He used corpse ropes to tie the heads of the Ten Corpse Evils tightly together, as if a big drama had finally come to an end.

This technique may seem incredible to others, but to the experienced Fatty Wang, it is just a reflection of his sophisticated skills.

Without more than ten years of training, it would be impossible to control these ten corpses so skillfully.

Then, Zhang Hao tied one end of the corpse rope around his waist and rowed towards the river.

At this time, the river water had receded, and when the villagers saw Zhang Hao, they rushed to the riverside to greet him.

Fatty Wang was waiting by the river early, ready to help Zhang Hao move the body ashore after he arrived.

However, as soon as Zhang Hao got off the bamboo raft, he swung the corpse rope violently, and the ten corpses in the water broke through the waves and were thrown directly to the ground by the river by Zhang Hao.

Upon seeing this, the village chief immediately ran forward, stared at the evil spirits with wide eyes, trembling as he pointed his finger, and said in disbelief: "Mr. Yin Yang, these... these... are the ten evil spirits that have plagued our village?" Zhang Hao nodded slightly and said calmly: "They were dead people to begin with, but they were not completely dead. Now they are completely dead."

The villagers gathered around and looked at the corpses, but no one dared to approach. They asked Zhang Hao in confusion: "Mr. Yin Yang, what should we do now? How should we deal with these corpses?" Some suggested burning them directly, and some even suggested cutting the corpses into pieces.

Zhang Hao took a deep breath. He knew that if he let the villagers deal with the bodies, it might cause more problems.

Therefore, he had previously instructed Fatty Wang to notify Zhang Qilin to rush to Sanjia Mountain as soon as possible to deal with these corpses after returning the corpses to the military district.

He explained to the villagers: "You can't deal with these evil spirits properly, so I will take them back to the Yin Yang Inn for processing. The feng shui pattern of Sanjia Mountain has been restored, and no strange things will happen again in the future."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the villagers expressed their dissatisfaction.

They hope to see with their own eyes these evil spirits receive the punishment they deserve.

Faced with the villagers' excited emotions, Zhang Hao frowned.

He understood the villagers' resentment towards the corpse evil, but they did not understand the complexity of dealing with the corpse evil.

If these evil spirits were dealt with here, the evil spirits they emit would cause harm to the entire village.

Zhang Hao glanced at everyone coldly and said seriously: "Do you think you can handle it? Or do you think you know how to deal with the corpses better than me? If so, I can give up this task and let you deal with these corpses. But I have to remind you that these corpses have been nurtured by you for ten years, and it is not easy to deal with them. Moreover, if they are not handled properly, the evil spirits on them will sweep the entire village, causing each of you to be affected by the evil spirits, ranging from serious illness to death."

His words left the villagers in silence.

The village chief also began to hesitate. Although some villagers still wanted to see the corpse evil being punished with their own eyes, more people began to worry about the safety of the entire village.

At this time, Fatty Wang came over. He supported Zhang Hao's decision and persuaded the villagers to believe in Mr. Yin Yang's judgment.

In the end, after being persuaded by Zhang Hao and Fatty Wang, the villagers gradually calmed down and accepted Zhang Hao's solution.

Although Fatty Wang's words were impolite, they hit the nail on the head. The villagers really were unable to deal with the corpses, but they still wanted to execute the Ten Corpse Evils.

The village chief shook his head helplessly at this time, and said to Fatty Wang with a slightly apologetic smile: "Mr. Wang, look at this..."

Before he could finish his words, a strange sound suddenly came from the river. It was not as crisp as an explosion, but rather like some huge monster swimming in the water.

The river, which had originally calmed down, began to ripple again. At first, it was just small ripples, but later it turned into waves that rushed towards the shore. (End of this chapter)