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

Under the blazing sun, the streets were bustling with traffic.

Lu Jin was unaware of what Jiang Feng from Miao Village had reported. He had already arrived at the gate of Anyang County, where several men in police uniforms carrying long guns were stationed.

His body was crooked, and he had a cigarette dangling from his mouth. He looked like a hoodlum from all walks of life. If it weren't for his skin, he wouldn't be much different from a hoodlum.

They were police officers from the Anyang County Police Station, nominally belonging to the Daxin Dynasty. After all, a few years ago, a man of unparalleled talent led an uprising, overthrowing the previous dynasty and establishing the Daxin Dynasty.

Originally, it was thought that the country was in dire need of reconstruction and that good days for ordinary people were coming. However, unexpected events always happen unexpectedly. This kind of person suddenly died, which eventually led to a man named Chang Zhengshi taking power.

Unfortunately, people everywhere were dissatisfied with this person's rise to power, which eventually led to a situation where warlords of all sizes were everywhere. Although the Anyang County Police Station was nominally under the jurisdiction of the Great Xin Dynasty,

In reality, however, he was under the command of Hu Qiang, the largest warlord in the region, who commanded a regiment and governed Anyang County, while also extending his influence to the surrounding areas. The Miao village where Lu Jin lived was also within his jurisdiction.

"Halt! Pay the city entry fee!"

Suddenly, a voice rang out in front of Lu Jin. A smiling man with a pointed face and a Mauser pistol in hand was blocking a middle-aged man carrying charcoal and demanding payment.

"Sir, I often come to the county town to do business. It's a small business, and I've never heard of any entry fee."

The middle-aged man was hunched over, his face contorted in misery. He already had to pay all sorts of protection money in the city, and now he had to pay even more to enter the city. He was really going to die.

"What a coincidence! It's today! Commander Hu announced that everyone who comes to the city to do business must pay one silver dollar."

Upon hearing this, the crowd immediately erupted in uproar. Some of them worked hard to run small businesses, making less than a dollar a month, and now they had to pay a dollar to enter the city.

It's better not to do this business at all.

Some people were about to head home when the gunshots suddenly rang out, causing chaos at the scene. The man, looking rather arrogant, said, "Isn't it a coincidence? I'm in a bad mood today."

"Everyone here today, whether they enter the city or not, must pay one silver dollar."

"Anyone who dares to resist will be treated as a wanted criminal!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present dared not speak out in anger, and Lu Jin also frowned.

You wouldn't know it until you leave the Miao village. Once you leave, the Miao village is like a paradise. Although there is intrigue and backstabbing, it is not as blatant as this.

This was tantamount to outright robbery, and no one dared to resist, since no one wanted to be arrested as a wanted criminal and end up as a lonely ghost in a mass grave.

"Check everyone thoroughly! Collect the entry fee, and check everyone leaving the city! We absolutely cannot let that wanted criminal escape!"

Lu Jin followed behind the crowd, and with a glance, he immediately saw the wanted notice on the city gate tower.

"Zhang San stole Hu Qiang's slush fund and then distributed the stolen money to the poor. His crimes are heinous and unforgivable. Oh wow, what a chivalrous thief!"

Lu Jin muttered the contents of the wanted poster to himself, then walked up to the armed squad leader. Seeing Lu Jin carrying a long gun and looking imposing, the man's pupils shrank, and he immediately waved his hand: "Wait, two silver dollars for you."

"Why?" Lu Jin raised an eyebrow; he was stirring up trouble for no reason.

This trip is solely for completing the corpse-transporting task at the Ren family mansion, while also searching for new corpses and grinding experience on my character panel.

He had a premonition that his professional experience would increase significantly after he officially completed a corpse-transporting mission.

Moreover, I've heard that Ren Yang's father was a fairly good martial arts master during his lifetime, so perhaps they can help him develop even better abilities.

"No reason, your uncle said it's two pieces, so it's two pieces."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jin immediately laughed out loud, took out another silver dollar, and quietly spoke.

"Thank you, sir. May I ask your name?"

"Heh, kid, first time in Anyang, huh? You don't even recognize me?"

"Remember this, your grandpa doesn't change his name, he's Xu Weiguo, known as Master Xu in Anyang County. Since you don't even recognize me, I'll charge you an extra dollar! Remember that next time you come."

"Okay, okay, okay."

"Here you go, Mr. Xu, have a good meal and drinks."

Lu Jin smiled, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and immediately walked into the city. Xu Weiguo's men watched Lu Jin's retreating figure, some looking nervous. "Master Xu, this man might be a martial arts expert. Is it wise to offend him like this?"

"What are you afraid of? No matter how good his martial arts are, we have this." Xu Weiguo raised the pistol in his hand. "Kid, you don't understand. Martial arts practitioners are usually rich. You don't usually see them. If you do see them, you might as well seize the opportunity to make more money."

Xu Weiguo tossed the silver dollar in his hand, clearly excited. "Tonight, I'm treating my brothers to a night of revelry at Piaohua Tower."

Once inside the town, it was much more bustling than the Miao village, with a constant stream of shouts from various stalls and vendors, the loudest being the newspaper boy.

"Newspapers for sale! Newspapers for sale! Li Tiancheng, a master of martial arts in the Great Xin Dynasty, died tragically in the arena while fighting a Western master in Tianjin."

"Commander Hu of Anyang County is a great enthusiast of martial arts and has invited martial arts masters from all over to gather in Anyang for a grand competition in three days. The winner will receive a generous reward, including a century-old Changbai ginseng! The registration fee is only 10 silver dollars!"

Suddenly, a crowd gathered around, handing the newspaper-selling youth a few copper coins in exchange for a newspaper. Lu Jin, however, didn't take it seriously. He asked around for the exact location of the Ren residence and rushed there without stopping.

He simply bought a blue-faced, fanged mask from a street vendor for a few copper coins and put it in his bag.

Then I also inquired about Xu Weiguo's address.

The Ren family mansion was quite large, and even the main gate was quite imposing, befitting a landlord family in Anyang County.

It was a rather somber scene, with white lanterns hanging at the entrance and scattered paper money falling to the ground, suggesting that a funeral had just been held.

Lu Jin looked at the butler in front of him and greeted him politely.

"Please inform them that Lu Jin, the corpse driver, has arrived."

"So you are Master Lu, please come in! My second young master specifically instructed me to go and inform him now."

A short while later, Lu Jin sat down in the reception room. Ren Yang said excitedly, "Brother Lu Jin, we've been waiting for you! If you hadn't come soon, my father's body wouldn't have been preserved for long."

In fact, Ren Yang was not telling the truth. It was because after he returned from the Miao village that day, his mother, Chen Wenjing, was dissatisfied with his behavior of hiring a young corpse driver and even settling all the fees in advance.

If Lu Jin stands them up, the Ren family won't even have a proper burial. How are they supposed to break into that Miao village? Unless they ask Hu Qiang for help.

But his older brother, Ren Zhenxing, was very happy.

"This must be Master Lu. He is indeed a handsome man." Ren Yang's mother, Chen Wenjing, is also Ren Bochang's legal wife and the matriarch of the Ren family.

Ren Bochang had more than a dozen concubines and many children, but only Ren Yang and his elder brother Ren Zhenxing were legitimate sons.

She smiled and poured Lu Jin a cup of tea. Lu Jin politely took a few sips and exclaimed, "Good tea."

"Since Master Lu likes it, someone, fetch some for Master Lu."

The speaker was Ren Yang's elder brother, Ren Zhenxing. He was tall and handsome, dressed in luxurious clothes. Indeed, clothes make the man, and a saddle makes the horse.

Thank you.

"Master Lu has come from afar. I wonder if you would like to rest today or begin immediately tonight?"

"Let's start tonight."

Lu Jin didn't want to waste too much time here. If officially transporting corpses could greatly increase his professional experience, then finishing this job and quickly taking on the next one was the best course of action.

In an instant, Lu Jin arrived in front of Ren Bochang's body. According to their rules for transporting corpses, they needed to perform a simple ritual for the body, and then wait until midnight, which was 1 a.m., before they could officially transport the corpse.

At this moment, Ren Yang and his family of three also gathered together. Ren Zhenxing frowned and said softly, "Is this person feasible? I even think he's not as strong as me."

"It's feasible, elder brother, mother. I've fought him before, and I was defeated in a single move."

Upon hearing Ren Yang's words, Ren Zhenxing's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise and anxiety, while Xu Wenjing nodded: "That seems quite good. I didn't expect that such a poor and remote place as Miao Village would have such a person. It's quite surprising."

"Being a corpse transporter is a waste of his talents."

She was well aware of her second son Ren Yang's strength; he was considered one of the best among his peers in Anyang County. She never expected that he couldn't even withstand a single move from Lu Jin.

However, just as they were discussing, the butler suddenly came to report, "Madam, young masters, there is a man outside who claims to be Master Lu's master, Lin Tianzheng, requesting an audience."

"Master Lin!" Ren Yang stood up, somewhat excited. "Didn't he retire from the trade?"

Ren Zhenxing's face immediately darkened.

After a brief exchange, Lin Tianzheng and Ren Yang learned that Lin Tianzheng had come for Lu Jin, and Lu Jin was also slightly surprised to see Lin Tianzheng again.

"Master, what brings you here?"

"It's still for you." Lin Tianzheng relayed Jiang Feng's words to Lu Jin, causing Lu Jin to frown: "The dragon vein was severed, the Faceless Yama appeared, and then what, Master?"

"The Faceless Yama is very strong."

"Hmm, and then?"

"If you give up on this corpse-driving trip, your route will inevitably pass through Jade Dragon Mountain; there's no way around it. If you insist on this trip, you may face the Faceless Yama directly. This evil spirit may have the strength of Qi He."

"Heh, so what?" Lu Jin smiled indifferently. "Isn't it just a matter of being on the same page? Even the Faceless Yama should look me in the eye! I've already killed the bride in red, why would I be afraid of a Faceless Yama? He can defeat Jiang Feng, but he might not be able to defeat me."

Lu Jin exuded strong confidence in his words. Although he was only of one mind, he felt that his attributes were comparable to those of a person of one spirit.

"I knew it!"

Lin Tianzheng sighed. He had known all along that even if he told Lu Jin about this, he would not give up. After all, such a large reward for transporting corpses was hard to come by.

Ordinary corpse-transporting services wouldn't pay 300 silver dollars; even 10 silver dollars would be a huge reward.

If you miss this opportunity, you won't find another one.

"Then be careful. I was thinking I couldn't persuade you otherwise. I'll just buy you some medicine. I can't help you with the corpse-transporting this time."

"Don't worry, Master."

A hint of worry flashed across Lin Tianzheng's brow. One of the rules of corpse driving is that no other living person can be present when a corpse driver is driving a corpse, let alone Lin Tianzheng, who has retired from the business.

Just as Lin Tian was about to leave, he saw Lu Jin rummaging through Ren Bochang's body. One glance from Lu Jin made Lin Tian's expression change drastically.

"Something's wrong! There's something wrong with this body!"

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