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

Zhang Hao nodded with satisfaction, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and he whispered to himself:

"The effect of this morgue upgrade is much better than I expected."

Afterwards, he realized that there was a complex diagram of the coffin-protecting formation in his mind, with talismans intertwined in the formation, which was extremely complicated.

After a brief memorization, Zhang Hao took out a brush and quickly sketched a few symbols on the coffin.

Then he stood in the middle of the morgue, muttering:
"Wandering soul, where is your destination?"

"Riverside wilderness, tombs and mountains."

"Innocently frightened, losing one's true soul."

"Please help me find it quickly, God of Roads."

"The boy sent the soul away, and the body was safe."

"Use my yang fire to call back the lost soul!"

In the past, when Zhang Hao used the necromancy technique, it was to demonstrate it to Zhang Qilin and Hao Xie, so the steps were very detailed.

But now, he only needs to mobilize his own yang energy and recite the spell to easily summon the ghosts.

At this time, several shadows gradually appeared in front of Zhang Hao.

They bowed respectfully and asked in unison:

"I wonder what you want us to do, sir?"

Zhang Hao examined these phantoms and said in a deep voice:
"You are all ghosts whose age is less than one year."

"Now I have a task for you. If you complete it well, I will guarantee that you will be safe for a year. Once you reach the Yin age, you can be reincarnated peacefully!"

"I won't force you. If you want to, you can stay. If you don't want to, you can leave now."

As soon as he finished speaking, several ghosts looked at each other, their eyes flashing with unconcealable joy.

"Guarantee our safety for a year? Then our reincarnation will be secure!"

"That's right. Judging from his aura, he is very powerful and obviously an important figure in the underworld. With his protection, nothing will happen to us!"

"Although I have been in the underworld for eighty years, I only have one year left. I don't want to break the rules at this last minute and be unable to reincarnate."

"Sir, we are willing to serve!"

"We do!"

For these ghosts whose ghost age is about to expire, the conditions proposed by Zhang Hao are undoubtedly a huge temptation, and they naturally will not refuse.

Zhang Hao looked at them and continued:
"Okay, since you've agreed, do it well. Carve this symbol all over the coffin according to this pattern, and also on every bluestone brick and every door nail!"

"Every door nail must be engraved with the general's symbol."

"There should be a talisman on every coffin."

"Every bluestone brick must be engraved with a command to ward off evil."

"Once you're done, you can stay at my Yin Yang Inn until your Yin Age ends."

The ghosts looked at each other, hesitant. After a moment, one of them asked weakly:

"Sir, we are all ghosts. These spells will directly suppress us to death."

"us……"

Zhang Hao waved his hand and explained:
"All you have to do is carve out the shape, and then the spell will have no power and you won't be harmed."

The reason why these ghosts are asked to do these tedious tasks is that the talismans they carved have no power.

Finally, Zhang Hao needs to bring spirits to these talismans in order to unleash their power.

Just like drawing the fourth-rank official position before, the power of the talisman will be greatly enhanced after incorporating spiritual energy.

Although the talismans carved by the ghosts are far less powerful than those drawn by Zhang Hao himself, the main power of the coffin protection formation lies in the combination of the talismans.

As long as the formation is correct, even if the power of the talisman is slightly weak, it can still suppress the corpse firmly.

After listening to Zhang Hao's explanation, the ghosts finally felt relieved.

Then they began to carve spells on the coffin, the bricks of the wall, and the door nails.

In less than an hour, all the tasks assigned by Zhang Hao were completed.

Then, Zhang Hao stood in the middle of the morgue, with one hand on his chest, pinching his seal and whispering:
"The laws of heaven are pure and clear, and the laws of earth are spirited."

"Gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and bind the spirit into the invisible!"

"Return!"

As soon as the words fell, the originally dark night became even darker, and a faint fluorescent light lit up in the morgue.

These fluorescent lights seemed to have life, dispersing into countless pieces and then falling on the talismans carved by the ghost.

When the fluorescence and the talisman merged perfectly, an extremely oppressive atmosphere suddenly enveloped the morgue.

People in it feel as heavy as if they were carrying two mountains on their shoulders.

At this time, all the talismans were connected together to form a large coffin protection formation in the morgue.

The coffin protection formation changed from fluorescent to red light, and it lit up three times before returning to calm.

The morgue also returned to its previous state, without that terrifying feeling of pressure.

"Now, runes and spells are engraved on each coffin, and the spells are connected to form a coffin protection formation. Although this formation is not top-notch, it can also be considered a great success."

"I guess even if an intruder came in and opened the coffin, the body inside would not be able to escape the suppression of the spell."

"Unless someone is stupid enough to take the body out of the coffin."

Zhang Hao shook his head, walked to the door and looked into the morgue again.

He discovered that there was a faint presence of dark power in the morgue.

You know, if a corpse has not been processed by necromancy and is disturbed by ghosts, it will easily turn into a corpse.

Now that the power of the underworld exists in the morgue, ordinary ghosts dare not step into the morgue.

Unless it is a ghost of the level of Yin Shuai from the underworld, it will not be able to withstand this kind of underworld power.

Just like when Zhang Qilin rushed to Sanjiashan Village before, he met that evil messenger on the road.

Zhang Qilin used the dark power of the general's talisman to directly shock the ghost messenger, and as a result, the ghost messenger couldn't even raise his head.

This is the terrifying power of the underworld to ghosts.

"With this coffin-protecting formation, I can finally put my biggest worry to rest." Zhang Hao thought, "But... now that I have the golden coffin, where can I find tasks related to the emperor's corpse?" He muttered, then shook his head, glanced at the morgue again, and walked back to his room.

……

The next morning, just after dawn, Zhang Qilin seemed very tired because of practicing necromancy yesterday. The tiredness came from the soul.

So today, he rarely got up early to practice with the black gold ancient sword outside the village.

At this time, Zhang Qilin had just put on his clothes when he heard Hao Xie's voice coming from outside the house:

"I'm going! What's going on?"

"Our morgue has changed!"

Then I heard Fatty Wang's voice again, full of disbelief:
"Oh my god, Fatty, did I sleep so soundly last night?"

"I didn't even know that a renovation team had come to our inn?"

"No way! This...could it be that Brother Zhang Hao did this again?"

"How did he accomplish such a huge project?"

Zhang Qilin was standing by the window in the room at this time, frowning slightly and looking outside with confusion.

He didn't know what happened outside, but it was definitely related to the morgue, so he walked out of the room.

He saw Hao Xie and Fatty Wang both standing at the door of the morgue, so he went over as well.

Then I saw that the morgue seemed to have been rebuilt, completely eliminating the dilapidated feeling of the past.

“Oh my god, there’s also a golden coffin!” Fatty Wang looked at the golden coffin in shock, and couldn’t help but secretly smack his lips and said, “Hao Xie, with your upper-class status, explain to me how much this golden coffin is worth!”

"Bah! Who's upper class?" Hao Xie glanced at Fatty Wang unhappily, then turned to look at the golden coffin, shook his head and continued, "It would take at least 70 or 80 million to get out of this golden coffin, right?"

"The current market price of gold is more than 260 per gram."

"One kilogram of gold is worth about 130,000!"

"A solid wooden coffin weighs about 200 kilograms. If it were a gold coffin, it would weigh 500 kilograms, right?"

"Yeah, about that, about 60 to 70 million!"

Wang Pangzi's eyes were suddenly filled with golden light, and he almost drooled as he looked at the golden coffin. After a while, he couldn't help but say:
"Oh my god! If this is converted into money, what's the point of struggling in this life?"

"But how come our little brother Zhang Hao has suddenly become so rich?"

"Do you think this coffin is gilded?"

"But gold plating would be quite expensive!"

"Tsk tsk... And that black gold coffin! The crystal coffin! Hey, how much do you think that ice coffin is worth?"

"..."

Zhang Qilin glanced at the morgue at this time. Although he was surprised to see the golden coffin, that was because if the inn had a golden coffin, there might be emperor-level corpses among the corpses to be driven in the future.

However, there are very few people who come to their Yin Yang Inn to place orders now, let alone come to entrust a task of this level?
At the same time, Zhang Qilin also discovered that in just one night, not only the coffins in the morgue had changed, but also the walls, floors, and even the doors. The spells on the bluestone bricks could no longer escape Zhang Qilin's eyes.

He was also an expert in spells, and he could tell at a glance that the spells engraved on those coffins and stone slabs were the general's spells.

What is even more surprising is that when these general talismans are combined, they actually form a formation to protect the coffin.

Zhang Qilin witnessed this scene for the first time and couldn't help but admire it secretly.

"Manager Zhang, this is a really big deal!" he exclaimed sincerely.

"With these spells, the preservation of the corpse can be said to be foolproof!"

Of course, this does not mean that the storage of corpses in the morgue is absolutely safe.

If there is a particularly strong corpse, it is still possible to break free. But how many corpses of that level are there in the world?

At this time, the noise in the yard caught Zhang Hao's attention. He had just woken up from his sleep and walked out of the room. Seeing several people gathered together, he smiled and asked, "What are you all watching?"

Hearing Zhang Hao's voice, Fatty Wang came over curiously and asked, "Brother Zhang Hao, is this another masterpiece of yours? How did you do it? Even if I sleep deeply, I shouldn't be able to hear the construction noise of our Yin Yang Inn, right?"

Hao Xie also looked at Zhang Hao blankly and nodded to show his curiosity.

Zhang Hao waved his hand and said casually: "What's so difficult about this? I found a few ghosts to help, and this amount of work was completed in just an hour. Don't underestimate the power of ghosts, they are very efficient in doing things."

Hao Xie, Fatty Wang and Zhang Qilin looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion and surprise.

"Using ghosts to do the work? It was done in just one hour? Isn't this too efficient?" They stared at Zhang Hao in amazement, thinking that this skill was too incredible? He could actually capture ghosts to do hard labor?

"Brother Zhang Hao, why are those ghosts so obedient?" Fatty Wang couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Hao explained with a smile: "Money makes the world go round. You must have heard of this truth, right? I promised these ghosts that I would guarantee them a year of Yin age. During this year, they will not be disturbed by other fierce ghosts. The ghosts who came to the inn to work yesterday were all ghosts whose Yin age was about to end. Once the Yin age is reached, they can go to reincarnate. So they all want to spend the last period of time in peace, so they work very hard."

Hao Xie and the others could not help but be stunned for a moment, and then sighed: "Is this the correct way to use the ghost? It's too powerful! The morgue was turned into this in just one hour! I have to learn the art of summoning ghosts! This trick is too practical!"

Zhang Hao put away his smile, looked at Hao Xie seriously and said: "This is just the tip of the iceberg of necromancy. If you think necromancy is just about finding a few ghosts to do the work, then you are totally wrong. You should study the book I gave you carefully!"

Hao Xie realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly nodded to express regret, and said: "It is true that Shopkeeper Zhang is right. By the way, Shopkeeper Zhang, how do we deal with these ten corpses?"

Zhang Hao took a look at the morgue and frowned. "These ten corpses are nameless. I have to figure out where they came from. After knowing where they came from, I can send them back. But this will take a few days. By then, you or Zhang Qilin may be needed to send the bodies back. We'll talk about this later."

Hao Xie nodded in agreement and said that he would practice the paper-binding technique first, because there were still many things in the paper-binding technique that he did not understand and needed to study.

Zhang Hao nodded in agreement and told them to go about their own business.

Then he asked Fatty Wang how his wound was. Fatty Wang said it didn't hurt as much as yesterday, and there was no rejection reaction.

Zhang Hao nodded and said, "It seems that you are quite suitable for this tattoo. Give it another day or two to get used to it, and then I will give you a complete tattoo!"

When Fatty Wang heard this, his eyes lit up and he immediately expressed his anticipation.

He may not know that this tattoo is a totem passed down from ancient times. It may cause rejection reaction when tattooed on a person, but if not, it means that this tattoo has chosen this person.

After this person obtains this ancient totem, he can unleash the power of the totem.

Seeing that Fatty Wang was fine, Zhang Hao agreed to complete the tattoo for him in the afternoon.

Fatty Wang laughed when he heard this and nodded quickly to show his agreement.

Seeing that nothing was happening in the inn, Zhang Qilin walked outside the village to continue practicing with the black gold ancient sword.

He also wanted to continue studying necromancy, but now it was daytime, the effect of practicing necromancy would be greatly reduced, and it was difficult to summon ghosts during the day.

As for Hao Xie, he was originally planning to make another paper figure, but suddenly he heard his cell phone ringing.

He glanced at the screen and found that it was Huo Xiuer who called. (End of this chapter)