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

Although the punch was not powerful, it was quite clever and the corpse immediately lost balance, took three steps back, and finally fell to the ground.

Fatty Wang didn't give the corpse a chance to breathe. He quickly pasted a general talisman on it, then clapped his hands, looked at the six corpses in front of him, and said with relief:
"call……"

"To be honest, in the Shura world, I am a muscular man with eight-pack abs."

"I'm a little uncomfortable with suddenly becoming fat again."

Zhang Hao smiled and shook his head, rang the Yin-Yang Corpse-driving Bell again, and whispered to the six corpses:

"go back!"

At this moment, Hao Xie and Zhang Qilin were both stunned.

Looking at the panting Fatty Wang, Hao Xie couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Wow, Fatty Wang, is this still you? Could it be that you are possessed by Bruce Lee? How come you suddenly become so powerful?"

Zhang Qilin also nodded, looking at Fatty Wang with shock in his eyes, and commented:
"Indeed, although your strength and speed are not enough, you can see the corpse's steps clearly, calculate the distance of their attack, predict and dodge in advance, and finally use your clever strength to knock down the corpse with a powerful force."

"Your fighting process is plain and simple, without any fancy moves, but every step is extremely precise. It is obvious that you have learned it from countless battles."

“Really strong!”

Hearing Zhang Qilin's comments, Hao Xie turned to look at him with wide eyes and asked in disbelief:

"Wow, you've changed too!"

"Are you still that silent oil bottle?"

"Not only have you become more talkative, but you've also learned to compliment others?"

Zhang Qilin glanced at Hao Xie indifferently, and returned to his silent appearance, sitting aside in silence.

When Wang Ye saw this scene, he was completely stunned.

Especially looking at the ancestor who jumped back to the morgue in disgrace, he said in shock:
"This... the people in your inn are too perverted, aren't they?"

"It's only been less than two hours!"

"Now it's like a monster."

"Even Fatty can easily defeat my ancestor?"

Thinking of how he had been chased all over the mountain by his ancestor, Wang Ye suddenly felt humiliated.

But if he fought with the Grandmaster again, he believed that he would still be chased all over the mountain.

After all, he did not fight in the Shura world for a thousand years like Fatty Wang.

Zhang Hao looked at Fatty Wang with a smile and asked:

"How about it?"

"Does it feel good?"

Fatty Wang nodded with a smile on his face and said:

"Yes, the entry level is amazing!"

"But... hey, I'm a bit of a jerk!"

"I actually miss the Shura world a little bit. I feel uncomfortable if I don't fight. I feel much better after the fight just now."

"Now I feel like my hands will itch if I don't beat up a few corpses a day!"

Zhang Hao smiled and shook his head, saying:
"You now have the awareness and vision to fight, but your physical fitness has not caught up yet."

"Even if you want to fight, you won't be able to last long. You'd better exercise your body."

Fatty Wang nodded and said:
"That's right. I'm already out of breath after just two hits. If this were in the Shura World, I could fight for a month without even getting out of breath!"

Zhang Hao glanced at the moonlight and felt quite excited.

He originally thought that Yin Yang Inn would be lucky if one of the three people could pass the test, but he didn't expect that all three of them could.

If those people in ancient times who aspired to enter the highest level knew this, they would probably be so angry that their lungs would explode.

Now, including myself, there are four qualified people in the Yin-Yang Inn, which fully meets the standards of a second-level Yin-Yang Inn.

However, if you want to upgrade to the second level Yin-Yang Inn, you need to be granted a fifth-grade official seal by the underworld.

Now that the relationship with the Underworld is so strained, it might be difficult to get them to grant the seal.

Zhang Hao shook his head and didn't think about it any further.

Although the second-level Yin-Yang Inn is very tempting, how to upgrade it is always a big problem, so we can only take it one step at a time.

So he looked at Zhang Qilin and continued:

"Now you have entered the grade."

"Next, business must continue."

"Brother Qilin, how about you get ready and drive the corpses to Wudang Mountain tomorrow?"

Zhang Qilin nodded and didn't say much.

With his current strength, he will be able to handle enemies like Yinchai with ease if he encounters them again.

After all, the most powerful Yinchai is only of the ninth rank, and he is also of the ninth rank now, so he is not afraid of Yinchai at all.

Unless he encounters a more powerful ghost messenger in the underworld, it would be a joke for a few ghost messengers to capture him. When the ghost messengers meet him, it is not certain who will take a detour.

Perhaps because he was eager to test his current strength, Zhang Qilin was even looking forward to meeting a few ghosts on the way to drive the corpses, so as to test how much stronger he had become after entering the realm of the spirit.

After all, from the battle between Fatty Wang and the corpse just now, he had already discovered that even if he became very strong in the world of entry, his strength would still be greatly reduced after returning to reality.

So he said:
"it is good!"

"Tomorrow I will drive the corpses to Wudang Mountain!"

……

The next night, as dusk fell and the moon was eclipsed, flocks of cranes cried out in unison on the high mountains of Wudang Mountain.

Many Taoists rushed to the outside of the Xuanwu Hall, looking at the starry night, full of doubts.

"Huh? What's going on? Why are these cranes calling so late at night?"

"Is something big going to happen?"

"A group of cranes are singing together. This is a sign of good fortune. Could it be that something good is going to happen to Wudang?"

"I don't know. The sound of a flock of cranes singing in the middle of the night seems a bit odd. Don't auspicious signs usually appear during the day?"

"Daytime is Yang, night is Yin... I feel like this is a little unusual. Could it be that the ancestor has appeared in spirit?"

"Has the soul of the founder returned to Wudang Mountain?"

"..."

The Taoists in the temple were talking about it, and the head monk who was preparing to go to bed suddenly heard the sound of a sword.

Then, the head of the Taoist temple frowned suddenly and looked towards the west of the Taoist temple in shock - that direction was the sword tomb where the ancestor buried his sword.

The head of the sect quickly put on his clothes and walked out of the house barefoot. He then saw a flash of light suddenly flying from the direction of the sword tomb.

The flashing object flew around Wudang Mountain seven times on its own and then flew straight to the entrance of the Wudang Taoist Temple.

The head sect leader looked in that direction and hurried over.

When they arrived at the entrance of the Taoist temple, they saw that the sword stuck there was the Chongxu Sword, the sword of the 22nd ancestor of Wudang Mountain!

Seeing this scene, the Wudang Sect Leader looked at Chongxu Sword in astonishment and murmured:
"Chongxu Sword!"

"Could it be..."

"Master Patriarch?"

On the other side, in the yard of Yin Yang Inn, Zhang Qilin had already put on the black cloak he often wore and was preparing to set off.

He looked at Wang Ye standing beside Zhang Hao with some confusion, wondering what Wang Ye was whispering in Zhang Hao's ear at this moment. "Um... Mr. Yin Yang, can you let me go on the road with Brother Qilin?"

"It just so happens that I'm traveling as well, so I'll just keep Brother Qilin company. What do you think?"

Zhang Hao glanced at Zhang Qilin, then shook his head with amusement.

These days, whether going to the ancient battlefield or staying in the inn, Wang Ye always followed Zhang Qilin, Fatty Wang and Hao Xie to watch them enter the ranks.

Although I didn't do anything, I was still involved in the whole process.

If it were in the past, with Wang Ye’s personality, he would naturally have no interest in these things.

But after getting along with several people in the Yin-Yang Inn, Wang Ye admired them more and more.

Especially the shopkeeper Zhang Hao, he wished he could betray his master and become Zhang Hao's disciple right now.

When it came to driving the corpses back to Wudang Mountain with Zhang Qilin, Zhang Hao felt that it didn't matter. It mainly depended on whether Zhang Qilin was willing.

Thus, Zhang Qilin became the focus of the topic, and Wang Ye pointed at him and said:

"You have to ask him about this. After all, you are going to travel with him."

"I won't interfere in this kind of thing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ye glanced at Zhang Qilin and muttered to himself, would he agree if he talked to this taciturn guy?

At this time, Zhang Hao was about to return to the room, Wang Ye hurriedly grabbed him and asked anxiously:
"Um, Mr. Yin Yang, I have something to ask of you!"

"Is your inn still hiring?"

"I was serious before. I also want to join. Hehe, it feels pretty cool to be a member of the Yin Yang Inn."

"Whether you are practicing in the mountains or gaining experience in the world, it is all practice, and coming to the inn is no exception. I just don't know if you need any more help?"

Zhang Hao looked at Wang Ye. In fact, from the very beginning, he realized that Wang Ye's qualifications were extraordinary, even comparable to Hao Xie and others.

However, Zhang Hao did not change his mind. After all, Wang Ye was a disciple of Wudang, and it was inappropriate for him to be a member of two sects at the same time.

So he replied:
"Master Wang, I still say the same thing. You come from Wudang, and now you turn to Yin Yang Inn, I'm afraid it's not appropriate."

"When you are free again, we will discuss this matter again."

"You do have good qualifications. If you really want to come, I will consider it."

After all, the Yin Yang Inn will be upgraded in the future, and a ghost market and even a ghost town will be built. Naturally, more manpower will be needed at that time because there will be many vacancies.

After Zhang Qilin and the other two become masters, there will be too many things to manage, which may affect the business of the inn, so it is imperative to recruit more staff.

It’s a good thing that Wang Ye wants to join.

But the key point is that Wang Ye is still a Wudang disciple. If he switches to the Yin-Yang Inn, it will be detrimental to the relationship between the inn and Wudang.

Therefore, you can come to work, but don’t accept apprentices.

Wang Ye also understood this, and responded with a smile:

"it is good!"

"With your words, I feel relieved."

"After I graduate from Wudang, the first thing I will do is report to the inn!"

Zhang Hao smiled, turned and walked towards his room, which made Wang Ye stunned. He thought that this Yin Yang Inn was really arrogant!
After all, he was considered one of the best among the younger generation of Wudang, but when it came to Zhang Hao, he was not even worthy of his attention.

But if you think about it carefully, it is true. After all, this Yin-Yang Inn is indeed extraordinary and unique in the world!

Fortunately, he got Zhang Hao's verbal promise, so he felt relieved. So he looked at Zhang Qilin again, walked over with a smile and asked:

"Brother Qilin!"

"Do you think I can go back with you?"

"Don't worry, I will never cause you any trouble."

"You know, I'm a Taoist priest and I don't have any money! If I want to go back, I have to buy a ticket. I really don't have any money."

"Besides, I'm still a customer of your Yin Yang Inn!"

"I think it's reasonable to watch my ancestor all the way, right?"

Zhang Qilin glanced at Wang Ye without saying anything, then turned around and rang the corpse-driving bell.

"Ringling..."

"Ringling..."

"Ringling..."

A clear bell rang in the yard, and Zhang Qilin muttered:
"The Northern Dipper and the Southern Star!"

"Follow my command, raise the corpse!"

The corpse behind him suddenly stretched out his arms forward, and every time the bell rang, the corpse followed Zhang Qilin and jumped forward a step.

Now Zhang Qilin no longer needs to ring the Yin-Yang Corpse-Driving Bell frequently, because he has already learned the corpse-driving technique based on the necromancy technique, and can control the residual soul of the corpse to act.

But he could never forget this habit. Unless he encountered a ghost on the road like last time and reduced the number of times he rang the bell to avoid being exposed, Zhang Qilin would still ring the corpse-driving bell out of habit.

Because from the very beginning, he decided to drive corpses after seeing how Zhang Hao drove corpses.

So he will not change this image easily.

Wang Ye, who was standing by, felt a little embarrassed when he saw Zhang Qilin ignored him. He then looked at Hao Xie and Fatty Wang and complained:

"Why is this guy like this?"

"How did you stay friends with him for so many years?"

Hao Xie chuckled, walked over and patted Wang Ye on the shoulder, then pointed at Zhang Qilin who was gradually walking away and said:

"That's just his personality. Haven't you noticed it in the past few days?"

"When you're with him, you have to remember that if he doesn't say anything, treat it as his consent!"

"So why don't you catch up?"

Wang Ye's eyes widened as he said, "You can do this? You have personality!"

After saying that, Wang Ye picked up his bag, ran out of the inn, and caught up with Zhang Qilin.

After the two of them had been driving the corpse for nearly three hours, Wang Ye started talking again.

He certainly didn't cause any trouble to Zhang Qilin along the way, but he just liked chatting with Zhang Qilin.

Even if Zhang Qilin doesn't say a word, he can still chat for a long time.

Of course, Wang Ye was not the kind of person who liked to chat about family matters. He was just curious about Zhang Qilin's corpse-driving skills, and most of the questions he asked along the way were related to corpse-driving.

For example, now, Wang Ye looked at Zhang Qilin scattering paper money, beating the gong, and occasionally ringing the Yin-Yang corpse-driving bell, and couldn't help asking:
"Brother Qilin, do you walkers usually carry so much paper money?"

"Brother Qilin, you are so awesome!"

"Brother Qilin, how long have you been a footman? Have you ever scared anyone? Does anyone admire you? Has anyone asked for your autograph?"

"Brother Qilin, can you demonstrate the necromancy you mentioned earlier to me again?"

"Brother Qilin, can the corpse-driving technique also drive away living people?"

"Brother Qilin, if Zhang Hao doesn't accept me, can I learn corpse-driving from you?"

"Brother Qilin, why are you ignoring me?"

"Brother Qilin..."

Zhang Qilin glanced at Wang Ye expressionlessly and said coldly:
"You like chatting so much, do you want me to let your ancestor out and teach you a lesson?"

"Ah?" Wang Ye was stunned. "Haha, the moonlight tonight is so beautiful... Eh? Where's the moon?" (End of this chapter)