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

"Just think of it as accumulating virtue for Wen Ya and Wen Xin, so that they won't suffer so much in the next life."

Zhang Qilin was just delivering the message and didn't say much after hearing this.

He just looked Zhang Hao up and down and said, "Get out of Wen Xin's body. Her body will rot soon, and it will affect you too."

"Well, I'll leave after I finish dealing with Wen Ya's affairs." Zhang Hao replied.

More than half an hour later, Wen Ya walked out of the room with a calm expression.

"I'll turn myself in," she said softly.

[Ding Dong—Mission Completed!] The system notification sounded in Zhang Hao's mind.

He floated out of Wen Nuan's body and attached himself to the jade pendant on Zhang Qilin's body.

"Return the body to Wen Ya and let her handle all the funeral arrangements." Zhang Hao ordered.

"Okay." Zhang Qilin agreed.

Before dawn, Zhang Hao and Zhang Qilin rushed back to the inn. Hao Xie and Fatty Wang didn't seem to have had a good rest in the past few days, and they were lying on the sofa in the lobby.

After hearing the noise, Hao Xie woke up first. He saw Zhang Qilin coming back alone, and was stunned for two seconds, then stretched his neck to look out the door.

Zhang Qilin showed him the jade pendant in his hand, and Hao Xie immediately felt relieved. He pointed upstairs and signaled Zhang Qilin to go upstairs quietly.

Hao Xie took a blanket and covered Fatty Wang with it, then he locked the door and followed him upstairs.

The next morning, "Ahhhhhh! Lao Zhang! Don't you know, I had a hard time guarding your 'corpse' during the days you were gone! I worried every day whether you could come back!" As soon as Fatty Wang saw Zhang Hao, he rushed over and gave him a bear hug.

Zhang Hao tried his best to resist Wang Pangzi's warm embrace, but he was too strong. In fact, Wang Pangzi did not cry or make a fuss these days. Instead, he joked with Hao Xie like before.

But he himself was not as cheerful as before. He was crying with Zhang Hao just to tell him that he and Hao Xie had taken good care of themselves during this period.

Zhang Hao finally pushed Fatty Wang away and said speechlessly, "Fatty, how many days have you not showered? Go take a shower!"

"Bah! This is how manly I am! I stayed guarding your 'corpse' for so long, and you really don't know how to be grateful!" Fatty Wang muttered.

"Can you please stop calling me 'corpse'? My soul has left my body, it's not like I can't come back!" Zhang Hao said helplessly.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Hao Xie hurriedly stopped them and said, "Alright, alright, alright! The inn has received several commissions in the past few days. Stop making trouble, eat something, rest up, and go to work!"

Fortunately, Hao Xie got back to the point in time, otherwise the two of them would have been arguing for who knows how long.

Han Shan was the last one to know that Zhang Hao had returned.

According to his personality, he should have stayed with Zhang Hao to make sure he was safe before leaving. However, he did not do so at this moment.

He just glanced at Zhang Hao from a distance in front of his door, and then closed the door again. Zhang Hao pointed over there and asked Hao Xie: "What's wrong with him?"

"I don't know. It seems that the underworld had a mission and called him away for two days. He came back half a day earlier than you and stayed in the room the whole time." Hao Xie replied.

Zhang Hao's intuition told him that Han Shan must have encountered something. He walked straight to Han Shan's door and knocked twice: "Come out."

There was no response from inside, but there seemed to be the sound of footsteps. Zhang Hao suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart. He pushed the door hard, but heard the sound of the door being locked.

"Hey? You still locked the door?" There was a hint of displeasure in Zhang Hao's voice.

Although he knew that the man was probably older than he thought, Zhang Hao still yelled into the room in a tone of teaching a younger brother: "Hey, if you don't let me in, I'll send you back to the underworld!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was suddenly opened.

When Zhang Hao saw Han Shan standing in the room, he was stunned for a full half minute.

Han Shan was wearing an ordinary pair of trousers and a long-sleeved jacket, however, his exposed skin was covered with scars, scratches, knife wounds, bruises, and some wounds tightly wrapped in gauze. It was obvious that the situation underneath the gauze must be even more serious.

Without saying a word, Zhang Hao pushed Han San away, pushed him into the room, and then closed the door.

"Tell me, what have you been doing these days?" Zhang Hao asked straight to the point.

Hansan lowered his head and remained silent.

However, what surprised Zhang Hao was that he actually saw a hint of embarrassment in Han Shan. This was the first time he saw such emotion in Han Shan.

"Did Lord Yan force you?" Zhang Hao asked.

"No, I'm just carrying out my mission as normal." Han Shan replied.

"What mission?" Zhang Hao continued to ask.

"Catch the Ghost King..." Han Shan looked up at Zhang Hao and added, "I heard that the Ghost King hurt you before."

"Red Ghost King?" Zhang Hao was stunned.

They all tried their best but failed to eliminate the ghost king, but Han Shan solved it all by himself? Looking at the scars on his body, he must have gone through a fierce battle.

"How did you do it?" Zhang Hao asked curiously.

"I don't want to say." Han San replied.

"Don't you want others to know, or don't you want me to know?" Zhang Hao asked.

There is an essential difference between these two sentences.

If it was the former, Zhang Hao would definitely get to the bottom of it. After all, the Han Umbrella was given to him by Yan Jun, and nothing could go wrong no matter what.

If it was the latter, he would not ask any further questions.

Han Shan hesitated for a while, then looked up and said, "It's you." Zhang Hao took a deep breath and said nothing more. He just walked to the bed and sat down, looking at Han Shan. He seemed to be thinking about something, and seemed to want to say something, but didn't know where to start.

"I won't hurt you." Han San suddenly said.

"Why do you suddenly say that?" Zhang Hao asked with some confusion.

"Lord Yan told me to be honest with you, otherwise you would doubt me," Han Shan replied.

These words made Zhang Hao feel uncomfortable.

He could never figure out Han Shan, and didn't want to establish a deep friendship with him. However, judging from what Yan Jun said, his position in Han Shan's heart was obviously more important than he thought.

"Forget it. Whether you want to say something or not, it has nothing to do with me. My mission is just to find out your background. Lord Yan didn't give me a specific deadline. Logically speaking, I can keep dragging on this mission as long as I don't want to end it." Zhang Hao said lightly.

Han Shan didn't seem to understand what Zhang Hao meant.

Zhang Hao walked to the door, looked back at Han Shan and said, "In other words, as long as I don't agree, no one can take you away from here easily. You don't have to hide too much from me because of fear. You don't know the real me. How do you know that I will definitely not accept the things you are worried about?"

After saying that, Zhang Hao turned and left the room.

Han Shan stayed in the room, thinking over and over what Zhang Hao had just said in his mind. After a long time, he finally chuckled.

The inn has indeed received quite a few commissions these days, but the decision is in Zhang Hao's hands, so he has not yet decided whether to accept these orders.

Most of these orders are simple tasks and should have nothing to do with recent major events.

After a quick review, Zhang Hao assigned all the tasks and asked his three subordinates to choose their own tasks and then carry out the tasks.

As a non-staff member of the inn, Han Shan was also assigned some tasks, neither easy nor difficult, but he was just required to follow others instead of taking the lead alone.

In just half a day, Zhang Hao was the only one left in the inn.

However, in the evening, Fatty Wang called.

"Boss, if you had told me earlier that the task here is so heavy, I would have let the little guy come with me. There are several corpses here now, and I can't handle it by myself. I said I wanted to split it into two trips, but they were not happy about it. Can you please come and negotiate in person?" Fatty Wang complained on the phone.

After listening to Fatty Wang's words, Zhang Hao opened the notebook and found that when the other party issued the commission, he clearly said that only one corpse needed to be driven away. How come it became so many when it came to Fatty Wang's mouth?
"This is not right. The other party said in the notebook that there was only one body. Did you go to the wrong place?" Zhang Hao asked puzzledly.

"How is that possible? I'm definitely in the right place. The names and identities match. It's just that there are suddenly four more people, and they all seem to have died not long ago. I asked the people here, but they were unwilling to tell me. Why don't you call and ask yourself?" Fatty Wang replied.

"Okay, okay, don't talk to me in that tone. I'm going to make a phone call now, please wait a moment." Zhang Hao said.

"Okay." Fatty Wang replied.

After Zhang Hao hung up the phone, he immediately confirmed with the other party according to the information left in the notebook.

There was indeed only one body when the order was placed, that's right. But something unexpected happened over there, and several people died one after another. Because of the custom in their hometown, they had to transport the body back to the ancestral grave as soon as possible. Now no one was willing to give in, so they had to rush back in the same batch, which was hard for Fatty Wang.

"We have our own rules in this business. We have to do as much work as we are paid. When you placed the order, you only gave the money to drive away one body, and we can't do much for you. How about this, you add a little more money, and I will go there myself and drive away all the bodies with my employees. This will not break your rules, nor ours. Do you think this is okay?" Zhang Hao proposed a solution over the phone.

This solution should be considered relatively reasonable. However, judging from the other party's tone, he still seemed a little reluctant, as if he had something to hide.

After a long, long time, the person on the other end of the phone finally explained his reasons.

"Actually, I'm having some financial problems here. The fat guy just said that if we pay more money, we can arrange for someone else to come over. But we really can't come up with so much money at once. Can you give us a discount? Or even just write an IOU!" the other party said on the phone.

The other party's words made Zhang Hao feel that they might have been planning to get something for free from the beginning.

"I'm sorry, every business has its own rules. What we're doing is a life-and-death business. If we don't charge an equal price, we will have to bear the consequences of breaking the rules." Zhang Hao answered firmly.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, then there was the sound of another girl sobbing, and then a man sighing.

Zhang Hao suddenly realized that the phone on the other end might be on speakerphone, and the other party might have heard what he just said.

So many people gathered around a phone, but there was no way to solve the problem... Could it be that they really have something unspeakable to hide?
After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Hao said, "There has never been such a precedent in our store. However, if you are willing to write an IOU, that's fine. You must pay back the money you owe, otherwise the retribution will fall on you."

As soon as these words came out, the other side quickly replied: "Sure, sure, we are willing to write an IOU. As long as you can help us send all the bodies back!"

After confirming that the other party was willing to write an IOU, Zhang Hao packed up his things, closed the door, sent a message to Fatty Wang, and then set off.

At this moment, there was no one in the inn.

When Zhang Hao found Fatty Wang, he was surrounded by the client's family and looked very unhappy.

After seeing Zhang Hao, he rushed over as if he had seen a savior, looking like he was about to cry.

"Boss! You're finally here!" Fatty Wang shouted.

"Come on, I never see you call me boss usually. What's going on now?" Zhang Hao asked.

"It's just like what I said on the phone before. It's just that they keep pestering me, asking whether you will come or not. My ears are callused from their questions!" Fatty Wang complained.

After understanding the specific situation, Zhang Hao walked up to the client's family.

"Hello, I'm Zhang Hao, the owner of the inn. We talked on the phone before." Zhang Hao greeted politely.

"Well, hello, hello!" the other party replied.

The man Zhang Hao was talking to was a man in his fifties. His clothes were tattered and his eyes were filled with sorrow. It seemed that he had not had a good life.

"How do you plan to deal with this matter? I'm already here. Should we write an IOU first, or have you raised the money?" Zhang Hao asked.

"We...we haven't raised the money yet. Why don't we just write you an IOU as you said before? We will definitely pay you back the money we owe you. We are facing some difficulties now..." said the leading man.

He seemed to want to explain something, but Zhang Hao interrupted him. (End of this chapter)