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

So it’s best not to have any surprises.

It is best if both parties are willing, so that the cooperation can be pleasant.

The inn was happy to make money, and Wudang was also happy to receive the old master's body.

When Wang Ye saw Zhang Hao nod, he picked up his phone and walked towards the door.

When Huo Xiuer saw that Zhang Hao's business had come to a temporary halt, she hurried to Zhang Hao, knelt on one knee with both hands clasped together, looked at Zhang Hao expectantly and whispered: "Master! I, Huo Xiuer of the Jiumen Huo family, am willing to take you as my master! Hope..."

Huo Xiuer suddenly realized that she didn't know the shopkeeper's name, so she looked to Hao Xie beside her for help.

Hao Xie looked away, pouted and whispered: "Ahem... Zhang Hao..."

As soon as the voice fell, Huo Xiuer quickly took over and continued: "Huo Xiuer would like to take Zhang Hao, the owner of Yin Yang Inn, as his master! I hope the master will take me in!"

Zhang Hao looked at Huo Xiu'er with a smile and tears in his eyes, and had to admit that Huo Xiu'er looked open and generous.

Nowadays, it is rare to see someone kneeling on one knee like her and asking to be a disciple.

But... he is the owner of the Yin Yang Inn after all.

Standing on the boundary between yin and yang, not everyone can be his disciple.

First, you need to have talent, and second, you need to be able to withstand the consequences.

After all, she is the apprentice of Mr. Yin Yang, and she may encounter various things in the future. If she can't bear it, it will harm her.

So he smiled faintly and said, "It's not easy to be my apprentice. But since you are here, you can stay in the inn for a while. After you stay for a while, we can talk about becoming my apprentice."

Zhang Hao said it in a tactful way, but Huo Xiuer seemed to be determined to worship Zhang Hao as her master today, so she continued: "If the shopkeeper doesn't accept me, I will kneel here forever! When you accept me as your disciple, I will stand up!"

This sounded a bit shameless, but no one in the yard was angry.

After all, making a girl kneel here is the most a girl can do.

Zhang Hao really likes Huo Xiuer's energy, but the same thing applies: it is not easy to be the apprentice of a Yin-Yang master.

"I, Zhang Hao, will not accept just anyone as my disciple. We'll see if you have what it takes to become my disciple in the future!"

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, whispering in her ear, "Okay, this is not completely hopeless. Don't be so anxious. Follow what the shopkeeper said. If you really want to become his disciple, you can stay in the inn for a while. During this time, you can treat it as a time to adapt, and also as a test from Brother Zhang Hao. Don't be anxious. Brother Zhang Hao is not a heartless person. As long as you can withstand the test of the inn and the test of Zhang Hao, there is hope for you to become his disciple."

Huo Xiuer thought it made sense when she heard it.

After all, she had just witnessed how powerful the inn was.

Although I didn’t see Zhang Hao take action, I did see Hao Xie take action.

As Huo Xiu'er from the Nine Gates, she often played with Hao Xie, so she naturally knew him very well.

But now looking at Hao Xie, he already looks like a master.

This difference was obviously taught by the shopkeeper.

So naturally not everyone can become a master's apprentice.

It is impossible to be without tests.

Besides, how can a master accept disciples casually?

It is only natural to examine yourself!
Then I have to perform well next time!

After thinking it over, Huo Xiu'er decided to work as a maid for her future master in the inn and serve him well. Sooner or later, he would agree to take her as his disciple!

So she nodded, stood up, patted the dust off her pants, looked at Zhang Hao with a smile and said, "Okay, then I'll stay in the inn for a while. But I have to make this clear first, Brother Zhang Hao, if you don't accept me, I'll depend on you for the rest of my life! Not only do you have to provide me with food, but you also have to provide me with accommodation!"

Zhang Hao smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly.

On the other side, Wang Ye had already walked to the corner and called the Wudang Sect Leader Daoxuan Zhenren.

At this time, an old but powerful voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello? Xiao Wangye, what's the matter with you calling at this time?"

Wang Ye touched his head and smiled, then said: "Hey, Master, you haven't slept yet? You are full of energy! Well, I really want to ask your opinion on something! Some time ago, when I was traveling in the world, I went to an ancient battlefield. Guess who I met?"

The person on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then asked in confusion: "Xiao Wangye, you called me late at night just to guess a riddle with me? How would I know who you met? The ancient battlefield? Who could you meet in the ancient battlefield?"

Wang Ye suddenly changed his playful expression and became serious, because he was about to talk about the issue of their ancestor and could no longer be careless.

"Master, I found our ancestor, Qingxuan Zhenren, on that ancient battlefield!"

Just as he finished speaking, he heard a surprised voice coming from the other end of the phone: "What? Master Qingxuan? Are you drunk so late at night? Master Qingxuan has been dead for three hundred years and you saw him? Do you deserve a beating, you little brat?"

Wang Ye shrugged, knowing that the Sect Leader would have this kind of reaction, so he waited until the Sect Leader finished speaking before beginning to explain.

"Master, I did see the remains of Qingxuan Zhenren, not his demeanor when he was alive."

"The previous sect leaders should be fully aware of the details of the death of Master Qingxuan."

"Don't you know more about this than I do?"

"My only thought now is how to safely send the remains of our founder back to Wudang Mountain."

"I remember you mentioned that after the ancestor passed away, if there were relics left behind, placing them in the sect would bring good fortune to the sect and be considered a treasure of the sect."

"I am also thinking about the rise and fall of Wudang."

As soon as these words were spoken, the person on the other end of the phone fell silent, and the headmaster seemed to be recalling the past events related to Master Qingxuan.

After a long time, the master's voice came from the phone again.

"Ugh……"

"It is said that when Qing Xuan Zhenren was in charge of the sect, he did experience a thrilling battle."

"And where his remains are, really no one knows."

"In that case, what you just said is not completely nonsense."

"So what do you want to do now? Since you have come across the Grandmaster, you should bring him back. Are you calling me now to ask me to send a car for you?"

"Wudang doesn't have such a spare car!"

Wang Ye smiled bitterly and shook his head. Was he asking for a car?

He couldn't take the ancestor away at all.

The Grand Master is extremely powerful now. Not only can he not bring the Grand Master back, but he would lose his life even if he gets close to him.

So, he explained.

"That's not the case, Master!"

"The truth is, the remains of our ancestor have not decayed or rotted on the ancient battlefield, and they seem to have developed spirituality!"

"He's able to move around quite well now, you know?"

"The last time I met the Grandmaster in the ancient battlefield, he nearly killed me with one blow!"

"I managed to escape at my own risk."

"What?" The headmaster's surprised voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Has something strange happened to the remains of our ancestor?"

"Well... this possibility is not impossible. If the body carries obsessions, or is buried in a place full of evil, murderous aura, or resentment, it is possible for abnormal changes to occur."

"So!" Wang Ye suddenly said excitedly, because he was about to get to the point, "I'm trying to find a way to bring back the remains of the founder."

“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 half to death."

"If he helps, I think...it shouldn't be difficult to ask the ancestor to return to the mountain."

"But the problem is... although this expert is willing to help, his way of charging is quite strange!" "Strange?" The head of the sect on the phone revealed a hint of doubt, "What's so strange about it? It's just a matter of money."

"Don't worry about that. As long as we can invite the ancestor to return to the mountain, no matter how much money we spend, it's not a problem."

"Although Wudang is not wealthy, we still have a lot of worshippers. We can still afford this reward."

Wang Ye smiled bitterly and asked.

"What if this master doesn't want money, but longevity and luck?"

"Huh?" The headmaster's surprised voice came from the phone. He suspected that he had heard it wrong and could not help asking again.

"What did you say?"

"What do you want?"

"Lifespan? Luck?"

The Wudang leader suddenly lost all sleepiness and was shocked.

It's not like he hasn't heard of trading life and luck. As the head of a sect, his knowledge far exceeds that of ordinary people.

But this kind of transaction only occurred a long, long time ago when the ancient tradition had not yet been broken.

Because there were powerful Yin-Yang masters at that time, they would often open Yin-Yang inns, and that was how the skilled Yin-Yang masters charged.

That kind of expert has long lost interest in money.

What they pursue are deeper things: luck, life span, age, merits…

If someone wants to trade with them, it is almost impossible to get a Yin-Yang master of this level to take action unless these are used as rewards.

But this kind of master only exists in ancient legends.

Are there still such powerful people nowadays?
The Wudang leader was stunned for a while, while Wang Ye nodded seriously.

"Master, you heard me right. This is the first time I've heard of someone doing business this way."

"If it were a normal time, I wouldn't bother you if I encountered something like this."

"After all, this sounds ridiculous."

"But this time it's different. This master's disciples are all so powerful. The paper figures they made are invulnerable to swords and guns, and are immune to water and fire..."

"And that shopkeeper actually caught a shady man and put him at the gate of the yard to guard it."

"I really think this master is extraordinary, so I don't dare to agree easily. What if he can really take my life span or something, my life will be gone. That's why I came to ask for your opinion."

At this moment, the head of the sect couldn't help but be stunned.

"Paper-tying?"

"Suppress the Yin?"

"Is this person so powerful?"

"Have you ever seen him do it himself?"

Wang Ye shook his head and said, "I have seen the brother who made the paper figures take action, but I have never seen their shopkeeper."

The head of the sect hesitated for a moment, unable to judge.

After a while, he spoke to Wang Ye on the phone.

"Forget it. From what you said, this guy should be quite capable. Let's give it a try."

"Since this is a business, I think the price he offers shouldn't be too outrageous."

"If he can really send back the founder of Wudang Mountain, it wouldn't be a big deal to share a little of Wudang's thousand-year-old foundation with him."

"Just take care of this matter, and don't disturb my sleep."

Wang Ye smiled awkwardly, then nodded and said while looking at the phone.

"Okay, Master, I'll handle it myself."

"But if we really want to settle the bill, I have to put it on the head of the entire Wudang. I am afraid that my luck and life span are not enough to pay for it."

The headmaster's impatient voice came from the other end of the phone: "It's up to you, if you can really send the founder back, Wudang's fortune will not be reduced because of this business."

“Maybe it will become even more prosperous!”

"Okay, hang up!"

After saying that, Wang Ye heard a busy tone on his phone.

He smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly.

"Ah, the master's temper is still a little hard to figure out."

"But why don't I understand what the master means?"

"What do you mean... With the Grand Master guarding the mountain, the luck has not decreased but increased?"

"Could it be that there are really so many benefits if the ancestor returns to the mountain?"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Ye looked back at Zhang Hao, Hao Xie, Fatty Wang and others, then walked over.

"How is it, Mr. Ye, have you reached an agreement?" As soon as he saw Wang Ye coming over, Fatty Wang put his arm around his shoulder and asked enthusiastically.

"Hey, Mr. Wang, just call me Taoist Wang. I'm really not a general..." Wang Ye smiled, then looked at Zhang Hao, "Shopkeeper, I just discussed it with the head of the sect."

"So I have a question I'd like to ask you."

"That is...if you really want to take away our luck, do you want to take away all the 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 doing 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 entrusted to us is not completed, the inn will not charge any fees."

"If it is completed, the inn will charge all the Taoists in Wudang Mountain one year's lifespan, luck or merit."

"You can choose this yourself."

"But I think your leader should have told you that it would be of great benefit to you if you have the Grandmaster guarding the mountain."

"Compared with the benefits your ancestor gained after returning to the mountain, the life span and luck I gained for this year are nothing and not worth mentioning."

"So Daoist Master Wang doesn't have to worry too much."

"The inn specializes in this kind of business. In order to attract repeat customers, we will naturally not cheat our customers."

Wang Ye blinked and felt relieved immediately.

But when I heard that I had to use my life as a reward, it was still a bit scary.

After careful consideration, this charging model should satisfy everyone.

Although the inn only charges one year's lifespan, luck or merit, there are many Taoists in Wudang Mountain, and the total amount of merit from each person in one year is not a small amount for the inn.

Compared with the benefits of having the founder guarding the mountain, the losses of Wudang Mountain obviously outweigh the disadvantages.

"If that's the case, then I'm relieved." Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter how you look at it, Wudang is the one that makes money from this business.

However, the inn did not lose money, which was a rare win-win situation.

Then Wang Ye asked: "Boss, when do we set out?" (End of this chapter)