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

After saying that, the woman withdrew her hand and turned to the crystal ball in the box.

"It's still too little... we need more!"

When I walked out of the room, I saw two men standing outside the door. One of them was holding the same crystal ball as the one in the room, and the other man was holding a human head.

"Boss, this won't work. If we want more souls, we have to do what we did last time—"

Before he could finish his words, the woman glared at him fiercely.

"Last time what? Did I do something?"

The man quickly lowered his head, but felt that this might not be enough to satisfy his boss, so he simply knelt down.

"Boss, please forgive me, I was confused and said the wrong thing. I didn't do anything. These are what we have to do."

"I don't want to suffer retribution after death. You all volunteered for this, didn't you?"

The two men knelt down together and kowtowed respectfully.

"Yes, this is all our own free will. It has nothing to do with the boss lady."

The woman snorted coldly and walked away.

The two men raised their heads, their faces covered with sweat. How could this short, seemingly weak woman have the ability to scare them like this?

Walking out of the club, the woman looked up at the city sky.

Whatever happened to this city, it will be restored to its original state...

-

When I woke up, I had many more commissions. These corpses were the same as the previous ones. They would reappear at the place of death the next day after being sent away.

This incident has attracted the attention of local police, but the police said they can do nothing.

There was really no way out. So many people died suddenly, and even the medical examiner couldn't find the cause. More importantly, the bodies looked very strange. The police thought it was a bit superstitious, and it would be better to ask a feng shui master to solve the problem than to ask the police.

Just when the local area was about to fall into chaos, several customers suddenly came and cancelled their orders.

The reason is: the body has been buried normally and no abnormalities have occurred.

Why are they buried normally? Isn't it said that these bodies will remain at the place of death and cannot be taken away?
"What happened?" Zhang Hao stopped the last guest who was about to leave and asked, "Did it just happen?"

"Yes... they have been sent to the grave for two consecutive days, but they will come back early the next morning. The one we sent last night has not returned yet. We went to the grave and found no signs of the coffin being opened, so it should be ready for burial... Hey, what do you think is going on? Why are so many people in trouble?"

If their family members suddenly die, they may not be able to accept this fact. But when many people are in this situation, the survivors will not only feel grief, but also do their best to protect themselves and ensure that they are not the next unlucky person.

"Can we go take a look?"

"Okay, please take a look at what else we need to prepare. We are really scared. What if the corpse comes out again one day..."

From what she said, it seemed that she was planning to suppress the movement.

It is so pitiful... and sad that the family members who once lived together day and night have to resort to suppression.

After Zhang Hao said a few words to the people in the store, he followed them to the cemetery.

It is called a cemetery, but in fact it is just a small pit dug temporarily in one's own land.

"Because of this incident, my family members were against my old man being buried in the ancestral tomb... He was almost at the end of his life, but something like this happened. I really had no choice but to have someone dig a pit here. At least it's closer to the ancestral tomb..."

It is close to the ancestral tomb, but it is not inside the ancestral tomb. This is the result of a compromise between the two parties.

Zhang Hao took out a talisman, wrote the name and date of birth of the deceased, then lit it with a lighter and muttered something.

The woman didn't know what Zhang Hao was going to do, nor did she know how she could help, so she took two steps back and tried to reduce her presence as much as possible so as not to get in his way.

After reciting a few sentences, Zhang Hao suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"rise!"

Suddenly, a strong wind blew around them. The woman was terrified and fell to the ground, holding her head tightly with both hands. Zhang Hao looked around anxiously.

However, Zhang Hao's brows furrowed more and more, not because he found something, but because he found nothing.

The spell he had just cast failed to summon the man's soul!
This spell was taught to him by King Yama himself a few days ago. No matter where the soul is, even if it has crossed the Naihe Bridge and is ready to be reincarnated, it can be summoned back.

But no matter how hard Zhang Hao tried, he couldn't call back that person's soul.

This means that either the person has been reincarnated or his soul has completely died and been destroyed.

Zhang Hao didn't know how to tell the woman the result, so he could only turn around and say to her: "I'll go back for a while, you can bury it here first, it's okay, don't be afraid anymore, he won't come out again."

After returning to the inn, Zhang Hao immediately sent a letter to the underworld, asking whether the man had been reincarnated.

However, the reply from the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demon made Zhang Hao's heart sink to the bottom.

"This person has never been to the underworld, and the Book of Life and Death shows that his life span has not yet ended... Even though he has died in the human world, the Book of Life and Death still shows that he is still alive. We are also looking for the reason."

The person died, but was still alive in the Book of Life and Death. The soul had completely disappeared, but the body seemed to be trapped by some vicious and strange spell.

The only possibility Zhang Hao could think of was that someone had used some vicious and sinister magic to pull these people's souls out of their bodies.

Those souls that are taken away may still think that they and their bodies are still alive, but in fact, the body and soul have been separated and the soul can never be found again.

Perhaps, that soul has been used.

Yes, it is exploitation.

Now, this is the only word Zhang Hao can think of.

The level of disregard for life shown by those behind the scenes is shocking. These living people have forever lost the chance of reincarnation, and their consciousness may even disappear forever before they even realize what is happening.

And their families will suffer endless torture.

Zhang Hao intuitively felt that this incident might be related to that incident... After returning to the inn, there was still a crowd of people here, but most of the people who came this time were here to withdraw their applications.

The withdrawal of the application undoubtedly reduced the workload of the inn, but Fatty Wang and his friends were not happy.

Strange things happen inexplicably and disappear inexplicably.

They didn't know how to respond or what was going on.

"Lao Zhang, did you find anything just now?"

Zhang Hao wanted to speak, but seeing so many relatives present, he found it difficult to say those words, so he could only sit down and deal with his work first.

It was not until almost evening that the few of them finally had some free time.

Fatty Wang went to the kitchen to get some food, brought a big pot of fried rice to the table, and took a handful of spoons to share with everyone.

Fatty Wang served himself a portion, then sat down and began to eat in silence.

It's really not his fault, he has been working hard these past two days. He is a chatterbox, because he has to act serious at work, and once he sits down, he is busy almost all day, and has no chance to eat. Now that he can finally eat, Fatty Wang naturally doesn't say anything, and stuffs the food into his mouth without saying anything.

But Zhang Hao looked at the food but had no appetite.

He really didn't know what to say.

"If you don't know how to tell us, then don't tell us. You tell us what to do, and we'll do it," Zhang Qilin said. "It's okay if you're a little tired, but we don't want you to carry all the pressure on your shoulders."

Zhang Qilin usually doesn't talk much, but today he suddenly said such thoughtful words. He himself felt it was a bit corny and quickly lowered his head to eat.

Hao Xie suddenly said, "Let me guess, is this incident related to the mysterious cloak again?"

Zhang Hao smiled helplessly.

"You are always so perceptive and you noticed something was wrong right away."

“Come on, we have to bear it together this time. Don’t carry it alone anymore.” Hao Xie’s words revealed determination.

The other people at the table couldn't help but turn their eyes to Zhang Hao.

"I... I don't know what to say. The family members were here just now, and if I say those words, it might be another kind of hurt to them." Zhang Hao seemed a little embarrassed.

Hao Xie frowned slightly when he heard this. He noticed that Zhang Hao used the word "attack" instead of "strike", which meant that the matter might be more serious than he thought.

"The underworld's book of life and death shows that their life span has not yet ended, but their souls cannot be found in the human world... I guess someone may have used some vicious magic to forcibly separate their souls from their bodies. The body still thinks it is alive, but the soul is gone forever. For those who 'died', it took two or three days for the body to realize that they were 'dead', so they never returned home." Zhang Hao's tone was calm, but it was chilling to hear.

The body still thinks it is not dead? So is it dead or not? Hao Xie put down his bowl with an ugly face. Although this matter has nothing to do with him directly, it makes people feel creepy just by listening to it.

"Then...what about those people? What are the plans of the underworld?" Hao Xie asked.

"We can only artificially end their lifespans. Half of their lives were stolen by an unknown murderer, and we don't have any clues. This makes me feel very frustrated." Zhang Hao rarely admits defeat in such matters, but his words are enough to prove how helpless and infuriating this matter is.

"So, our current enemy is the one who stole our lifespan?" Zhang Qilin had already finished his meal and was clearing away the dishes. "Are you really ready to fight against an enemy that even the underworld has no clue about?"

This silenced everyone present. Yes, facing such a powerful enemy, what should they do?

That night, no one talked much. After dinner, they threw the dishes into the kitchen and asked Hansan, who finished eating last, to wash the dishes. This was not to isolate Hansan, who was involved in this incident, but to tell him in this way: we did not isolate you, you see, we still use you as before.

That night, everyone seemed to have insomnia.

The next morning, Zhang Hao went downstairs and saw three notes on the table.

"Old Han, my third uncle wants to talk to me about something, so I'll be away for two days. Thank you for your hard work." This was left by Hao Xie. The handwriting is elegant and it is obviously his style.

"Old Han, Fatty, I'm going to meet some old friends! We haven't seen each other for a long time. I'm going to have a beer!" This must have been invited by Fatty Wang. Just by looking at the tone, you can imagine how he sounded when he spoke.

There was only one sentence on the last note: "I'm going to be out for a few days for something." There was no doubt that it was left by Zhang Qilin.

Zhang Hao searched the table and confirmed that there was no fourth note. At this time, there was a noise behind him.

"It's time to eat." Han Shan came out of the kitchen carrying a pot of porridge, still wearing an apron.

It was rare to see him in this "virtuous" state. The cold-blooded killer in the underworld was now wearing an apron and cooking for himself, which made Zhang Hao feel both absurd and funny. However, the current situation made it impossible for him to laugh. In the end, the expression on his face could only remain in a state of half-smile, which looked a little weird.

"I know they have left, and they all came to say hello to me." Han San said.

"What did they say?" Zhang Hao asked.

"Brother Haoxie said, 'Han San, my uncle is looking for me. I need to go home. Please take good care of Zhang Hao.' Fat brother said, 'Xiao San San, I need to go meet some friends and reminisce about the past. Please stay at home and watch the door.' The younger brother said, 'I have something to go out for. Don't worry about me.'"

It was indeed their style. Hansan seemed to be afraid that he had miscommunicated, so he pursed his lips and thought for two or three minutes before adding, "Well, that's what I said, I didn't miscommunicate."

Zhang Hao smiled and walked over to take the bowl from his hand, then returned to the table and said, "It's okay, they may need some time to think about it. After all, this is not a trivial matter."

Facing such an enemy, even if they retreated, Zhang Hao would not have any complaints. He would even feel relieved - fortunately, I did not push them to the brink of death.

-

Hao Xie took a day's bus ride and finally arrived at the city where his third uncle lived.

I don't know what big move Uncle San is going to make this time. He actually came to this small southern city with a few friends, and seemed to be secretly preparing for a tomb. But these have nothing to do with Hao Xie.

"Uncle San, have you found out anything about the stone I gave you last time?" Hao Xie asked.

Uncle San's expression was somewhat serious. He asked back, "Let me ask you first, how did you get this stone? Why do you have this thing? What happened to you recently?"

Hao Xie was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond to his uncle's words. In this brief silence, his uncle concluded that Hao Xie must have been involved in an extremely dangerous plan.

"I'm warning you. Your father gave you to me, so I have to be responsible for your safety. I didn't care about your mischief before, but this time, you have to listen to me and stay away from the stone and its owner."

The more the Third Uncle spoke, the more excited Hao Xie became. He couldn't figure out what kind of stone could make the knowledgeable Third Uncle so nervous that he even threatened to stop him from approaching.

"Uncle San, you should at least tell me what it is, right? If I run away without knowing anything, wouldn't that be too embarrassing?" (End of this chapter)