I Have Drawn A Bet With The Gods To Set Up A Corpse-Hunting Inn!

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"This is too six!" Fatty Wang stared at the blood droplets that had turned black and took in a cold breath.

"This...is this a legendary spell?"

"This is the first time I've seen Fat Master!"

After speaking, Fatty Wang couldn't help but leaned over to Han Tang's side, raised the corner of his mouth and joked.

"Brother Han Tang, how did this trick come about? Teach me?"

Han Tang rolled his eyes at Fatty Wang and said angrily.

"What trick?"

"Believe it or not, I'll find the body soon, and I'll chase you three times after I get it up."

When Fatty Wang heard this, he was sweating coldly on his back, and quickly waved his hand and smiled.

"Hey hey, don't you Han Tang, I'm joking, don't take it seriously! Don't take it seriously!"

After speaking, Fatty Wang walked aside embarrassingly and glanced at Zhang Qilin.

I saw Zhang Qilin staring at the black drop of blood on Han Tang's finger, his eyes were straight.

Thinking of being taciturn, he suddenly asked.

"Can I learn this?"

Han Tang looked at Zhang Qilin, then nodded and smiled.

"Don't worry, little brother, as the walking master of our Yinyang Inn, I will teach you later."

"Let's find the body first."

ten minutes later.

The group of four came to a dilapidated farmhouse.

The farmhouse looks like it hasn't been lived in for a long time.

The long sword in the room moved from east to west. Although the sun rose in the east and set in the west, the house always looked gloomy.

Han Tang frowned and took a step into the room, immediately seeing black blood droplets evaporate.

A cloud of black mist slowly emerged from the surface of the blood drop, and then disappeared into the wind.

Seeing this scene, Hao Xie quickly pointed to the evaporated blood drop on Han Tang's finger and said.

"The blood drop is gone!"

"Is it here?"

Han Tang nodded slightly, then glanced around the farmhouse, and then set his eyes on the faded wooden coffin.

Fatty Wang and the others followed Han Tang's gaze towards the coffin, and then asked.

"Brother Han Tang, shouldn't this coffin be the corpse with broken feng shui?"

Han Tang frowned and looked at the coffin in front of him, thinking that if there were no other corpses in this place, it should be the one in front of him.

So he took out the yin and yang bell, and then waved his hand and said softly.

"You go back first."

Zhang Qilin looked at Han Tang, "Don't you need help?"

"This corpse... doesn't seem to be an ordinary corpse!"

Han Tang shook his head, indicating that there was no need to help.

"I'm going to lift the corpse in a while, the yin here is too heavy, and the orientation belongs to the dragon and snake, so people who belong to the dragon and snake can't look at my corpse, or it will crash!"

"But you will definitely learn to drive away the corpses in the future. You always have to see it, so just stay away from me."

"In addition, you should take the talisman paper given to you. In case there is an accident when the corpse is killed, you will have a solution."

Zhang Qilin nodded slightly, and then stood outside the door. For him, he could withdraw at any time if there was any accident.

Neither Fatty Wang nor Hao Xie belonged to the dragon or snake year, so they had no scruples.

But for safety's sake, he retreated to the door and stood with Zhang Qilin, but his eyes were always on Han Tang's side.

I saw that Han Tang couldn't help but took out the Yin-Yang corpse bell from his arms, and also took out a blank yellow talisman paper.

After biting his finger and drawing a symbol on the talisman paper, he shook the yin-yang corpse bell abruptly.

"bell......"

"bell......"

"bell......"

After the three bells, the broken wooden coffin began to shake violently, and the coffin vibrated back and forth like the lid of a kettle.

Han Tang's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the broken wooden coffin, and then he muttered something.

"Heaven Gang Beidou, Earth Demon Southern Star, follow my orders, and the Yin people will raise their corpses!"

Then Han Tang shouted again.

"Get me out!"

After speaking, the lid on the coffin suddenly made an explosion sound.

"boom!"

The disfigured wooden board that had been corroded by time was directly blown into sawdust at this moment.

Seeing this change in the coffin, Hao Xie and Fatty Wang all stared at Han Tang with wide eyes.

"Damn it, is this a corpse shovel? I actually saw a corpse today!" Fatty Wang couldn't help watching Han Tang's operation attentively. Just saw this!"

"It's a great deal!"

Hao Xie couldn't help but nodded, shocked.

"I've only heard of the legendary ancient occupations like corpse hunters and corpse hunters before, but I didn't expect to see corpse hunters pick up corpses today!"

"Brother Han Tang actually has this skill. He didn't tell us before, tsk tsk tsk, don't you think of us as friends?"

Zhang Qilin looked at Han Tang's technique, the formula he said, and his position, and remembered all the pictures in his mind.

At the same time, there was a look of surprise and awe in his eyes.

The ancient occupation of a corpse carpenter is not a simple matter of taking two corpses to the mountains.

It is said that before this profession, a person can bring a dozen zombies to run around, and train the zombies very obediently.

The skilled walking master can also bring a zombie at the level of the corpse king.

Although they are all heard in legends, but now watching Han Tang's corpse, I feel that if this craft is finally learned, those legendary things are not impossible, right?

Although Zhang Qilin regards them as friends, he is also a very arrogant person. Only with equal strength can he be worthy of talking to him.

And now Han Tang's strength is completely enough, not to mention that he will learn how to drive corpses with Han Tang in the future.

After the coffin on the other side exploded, a stiff body inside immediately stood up from the coffin.

The corpse was wrinkled all over, the sparse hair on the head stinks, and the fingernails on the fingers are unusually sharp.

The strangest thing is.

This corpse had a very strange mask on its face!

Seeing this mask, Fatty Wang sat paralyzed on the ground, trembling and stretched out his fingers, thinking of the woman with the mask that he dreamed of last night.

Isn't that the corpse in front of you?

So she looked at the female corpse in horror and shouted loudly.

"I rely on!"

"Why is she?"

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