The Corpse Driver of Western Hunan: My profession panel has no upper limit.

Upon hearing this, Lu Jin raised an eyebrow and then picked up his more than two-meter-long silver-white Soul-Suppressing Spear, only to be stopped by Lin Tianzheng.

"Put the gun down. I'm asking you to come with me and take a look, not to go and fight."

Lin Tian's expression was somewhat amused and exasperated, while Lu Jin put the Soul-Suppressing Spear back in its original place, stretched his limbs, and grinned.

"Master is absolutely right. Even if we were to fight, we wouldn't need weapons; our hands would suffice."

Before long, Lu Jin and Lin Tianzheng arrived at the entrance to their Miao village. Looking closely, they saw that the clan chief, Xiong Ying, had also arrived with his men. Standing next to him was Zhang Chen, who had accompanied Lu Jin to deliver the Miao village's rewards last time.

The personal disciple of the patriarch, the Eagle.

Tall and slender, he stood proudly with his arms crossed, a dragon-king-like upward curve at the corners of his mouth. Upon seeing Lu Jin, he once again revealed a chilling smile to him.

"Lu Jin, this person specifically requests to see your master."

"Uncle Lin."

Zhang Chen greeted Lin Tianzheng, but he neither clasped his hands in greeting nor bowed. Instead, his eyes were full of mockery.

"What's going on?" Lin Tianzheng frowned as he looked at the mess in front of him.

In the crowd ahead, a man dressed in finery was confronting a young man from their Miao village. Lu Jin had heard of this man; his name was Jin Da, and he was a few years older than Lu Jin.

He had also learned martial arts from Lin Tianzheng. He had some talent, but he did not receive the true teachings. Although his martial arts achievements were limited, after many years of training, he became one of the best Ming Jin martial arts masters.

Facing the so-called second young master of the Ren family, there were even faint signs of defeat.

"We're going to lose. This isn't how you fight." Zhang Chen shook his head and sighed. "Brother Lu Jin, the future of the Miao village depends on us. Don't you think so?"

Seeing that Lu Jin remained silent, Zhang Chen immediately changed his tune, "No, it should be me. Once I become the clan leader, I will lead the Miao village to prosperity."

"You talk too much."

Lu Jin glanced at Zhang Chen, which immediately froze Zhang Chen's expression. Then, several black lines appeared on Zhang Chen's eyebrows, and he stopped talking.

Fortunately, there was no resentment in his eyes, otherwise Lu Jin felt that he would immediately have another life on his hands.

He hates two types of people the most in his life.

One type is the one who tries to show off in front of him, and the other type is the one who doesn't let him show off.

Looking ahead, Jin Da's defeat was certain. The second young master of the Ren family was using the Pi Gua Fist, and it seemed that he had mastered it to a certain level. His eyes were bright and piercing. Then, his arms were as agile as a monkey, and he charged straight in.

The Great Sage Chops and Slashes!

boom!

A muffled sound suddenly exploded, and a trace of bright red blood appeared at the corner of Jin Da's mouth. He was then sent flying backward and retreated several meters before regaining his senses. This caused the clan chief, Eagle, and Lin Tianzheng's pupils to shrink sharply.

"Almost at the pinnacle of Ming Jin." The eagle exclaimed inwardly, "No wonder he's a scion of a prominent family from the county town."

"That's interesting." Lin Tianzheng remained expressionless, but then he heard the second young master of the Ren family in front of him say arrogantly, "What do you mean by 'the Miao village corpse driver cannot be insulted'? Now I think you can help me report that I'm looking for Lin Tianzheng from your Miao village."

"I am Lin Tianzheng. May I ask what business you have with me? And why are you causing such a big commotion in our Miao village?"

Seeing Lin Tianzheng take a step forward, the second young master of the Ren family put away his playfulness and said with some respect, "Master Lin, my name is Ren Yang, my father is Ren Bochang, and my grandfather is Ren Yuanquan."

"After my grandfather passed away, it was you who escorted his body back to our ancestral home so that he could return to his roots. Just yesterday, my father passed away due to illness. According to the rules of our Ren family, we believe in returning to one's roots. We have come here to ask Master Lin to come out of the mountains and send my father's remains back to his homeland."

"The reward is 100 silver dollars, but since there was a conflict between you and my Miao village, I can offer an additional 50 silver dollars as an apology."

After Ren Yang finished speaking, Lin Tianzheng frowned and carefully recalled his experience of transporting corpses throughout his life. He vaguely remembered what Ren Yang had said.

"I've retired from this life."

At this moment, Ren Yang's expression changed drastically. Although Lin Tianzheng was not the only corpse driver, there were very few of them, and they were extremely difficult to find.

Moreover, Lin Tianzheng has been a corpse driver for two or three decades, and his reputation is well-known. He has never made a mistake, and we have worked together before. Asking him to come out of retirement would be a wise move.

Actually, there was no need to hire a corpse-transporter, but the journey was quite long. If a large coffin-carrying team were to go, his father's body might not be able to be laid to rest before the seventh day after his death.

The corpse-driving craftsmen excelled in their speed.

More importantly, his father died suddenly, which was considered an ominous sign, as he was far from home. The pallbearers were afraid of getting involved in the karma, so no one dared to carry the coffin such a long distance.

"Master Lin, I'll give you 200 silver dollars."

"Once you've washed your hands of the trade, you absolutely must not return to it. The ancestral rules cannot be broken," Lin Tianzheng said firmly.

Just like the tomb raiders, once the tomb raiding talisman is hung up, it must never be taken off easily, otherwise the fate will be directly broken.

"If you really want, I recently took on a personal disciple who can take my place in the leadership."

As Lin Tianzheng waved, Lu Jin's handsome appearance came into Ren Yang's view, but it displeased him, as corpse drivers are generally not handsome men.

Given Lu Jin's appearance, plus the muscles hidden by his Miao village costume, Ren Yang immediately thought Lu Jin was no good.

Have you ever driven a corpse? You can become a corpse driver!

"Hello, Lu Jin."

Lu Jin smiled and clasped his hands in greeting. Ren Yang looked him up and down, then asked with great curiosity, "Brother Lu, how long have you been learning corpse-driving?"

"Less than two months."

hiss!

Ren Yang's pupils dilated. He had already lost faith in Lu Jin, but when he heard that Lu Jin had only studied for less than two months, he wondered how much skill he could possibly have, especially since it took crossing mountains and valleys to get from Anyang County to his ancestral home.

It is fraught with danger.

Regardless of whether Lu Jin could send his father back before the seventh day after his death, it was already a blessing from heaven that he himself survived the journey, since learning to drive corpses and practicing martial arts were intertwined.

Lu Jin had only been learning how to drive corpses for two months, which meant he had only been practicing martial arts for two months as well, and his strength might not even be as good as Lu Jin's.

Thinking of this, Ren Yang quickly shook his head, bowed to Lin Tianzheng again, and said with a hint of pleading, "Please ask Master Lin to come out of seclusion in person. The reward is negotiable."

Seeing Ren Yang's state, the clan chief, Eagle, seized the opportunity to taunt Lin Tianzheng, saying, "Tianzheng, your disciple is not yet ready."

"Ah Lu".

Lin Tianzheng glanced at Lu Jin, who understood his meaning and smiled at Ren Yang, saying, "You think I'm not qualified?"

Ren Yang was speechless, a hint of struggle flashing across his fair face. He hadn't come to the Miao village to cause trouble; he had already clashed with the guards at the village gate. If he were to directly say that Lin Tianzheng was his personal disciple, it wouldn't work.

He feared he would die in this desolate mountain wilderness.

It's important to know that rumors about Miao villages are often just hearsay, such as witchcraft and the Four Ghosts of Western Hunan, which make people tremble with fear.

Just as he hesitated, Lu Jin moved like lightning, stomping his foot hard on the ground. The enormous recoil force was immediately apparent, and his fist carried the power to move mountains and suppress seas, making one's scalp tingle suddenly.

This move struck Ren Yang like a thunderbolt. In an instant, he felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him and a tsunami was engulfing him. Lu Jin's energy and spirit were completely concentrated in this one move.

With his arms swinging horizontally like two giant dragons, he slammed towards Ren Yang's chest.

Bajiquan! Liditongtian Cannon!

Boom!

A tremendous explosion resounded, a deafening roar from the friction of air. Lu Jin's fists stopped a mere inch from Ren Yang's chest, but the overwhelming aura he exuded frightened him so much that his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

If Lu Jin hadn't held back, he would already be a corpse.

Lu Jin looked down at Ren Yang, his gaze distant, and asked indifferently, "Am I qualified now?"

"have!"

Ren Yang's tone was excited, and his heart was filled with tremendous shock. He had achieved such martial arts cultivation in less than two months. He was already close to the peak of Ming Jin, but he couldn't even withstand a single punch from Lu Jin.

Without a doubt, Lu Jin is at least at the Ming Jin level.

Although there is still a gap compared to Lin Tianzheng, there shouldn't be too much of a problem in taking on this corpse-transporting task.

monster!

"Please come in there, let's discuss the details inside the village!"

Lu Jin pulled Ren Yang up and then led him deep into the Miao village, leaving behind the clan chief, Xiong Ying, and the others, all looking shocked.

"The aura of perfect harmony! He actually broke through to the Harmony of Mind realm so quickly!"

Zhang Chen looked horrified, as if he had seen a dead ghost from Xiangxi. Lu Jin was about to catch up with him in such a short time.

"Ah Chen, did Lu Jin accept the things I asked you to deliver before?"

"I've accepted it. Why, Master?"

"It's nothing."

Chief Eagle stared at the backs of Lu Jin and his companions, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared. "Come with me and take a look."

"No, Master, I need to go practice my boxing. I can't lose the clan leader selection."

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