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

After the old lady finished speaking, she looked at a few people carefully, and after remembering their appearance, she left with a look of fear.

On the other hand, Fatty Wang turned his head in a daze, stretched out his thumb with a bewildered expression, and pointed to the old lady who had just left behind.

"No, what does he mean?"

"What do you mean by taking care of yourself first?"

"Listen to her, as if we can't survive tonight?"

Han Tang beckoned and didn't care.

What Fengmen Village is like, he knows better than everyone here.

After all, it was known in a previous life.

Although many things in this parallel world are different from the original, there should be a little bit of connection.

This place is evil for sure.

"Okay, don't worry about him for now, let's put the matter of ordering for a while, let's clean up this courtyard first, shall we?"

"Yeah, don't pull in the client at that time, and when you see that we are dirty here, you regret it again." Hao Xie nodded in agreement.

At this time, after Zhang Qilin walked into the courtyard, his brows were wrinkled all the time. After walking for several laps, he returned to the Taishi chair and said solemnly.

"I can sense a viciousness in this yard."

"It should be emanating from this chair!"

Fatty Wang walked over embarrassedly, looked at the Taishi chair again, touched his chin and said softly.

"Brother Han Tang also said just now that we'd better not play the idea of ​​this chair..."

"Did Brother Han Tang really see something?"

"Damn it, if he sees something like this, it would be amazing. We didn't even know he had such a great ability before!"

Hao Xie nodded, although he didn't feel any evil thoughts like Zhang Qilin did, but he couldn't help thinking secretly in his heart.

When I was in the tomb before, it seemed that Brother Han Tang had the ability to predict the future.

Although the prediction is not very accurate, but every time the danger is accurately predicted.

Could it really be the descendants of the corpse carpenter?

At this time, Han Tang didn't know what the three of them were thinking about him, but after handing over the work to several people, he started cleaning the courtyard.

The objects in the courtyard are all very ancient objects, some of which are still left over from the Republic of China.

It can be seen that this yard has a certain history.

Standing at the door of the courtyard, Han Tang brought a brush, then wiped the door frames on both sides of the courtyard door, and wrote a few words with the pen.

【The magic and the magic will respond to your needs】

[All things can be forgiven by cattle, ghosts and snakes]

【Yin Yang Inn】

Looking at the couplet on the door frame, Han Tang raised the corner of his mouth.

It looks like a Yin Yang Inn now.

I went to the old people in the village to buy some rice noodles, and some vegetables and meat. In the evening, a few people simply made a fire and made something to eat.

While Fatty Wang devoured it, he also did not forget to complain.

"Although my friend cheated on me, he was right about one thing. This yard is a bit evil."

Several people suddenly stopped eating and looked at Fatty Wang, and saw Fatty Wang's finger with chopsticks pointing to the room where he was going to sleep at night.

"When I was cleaning the room, it felt frighteningly cold in the house."

"And the evil one is that my motherfucker seems to have heard a woman's voice!"

"You said there shouldn't be ghosts in my house?"

Han Tang smiled. In the Fengmen Village of the previous life, there seemed to be a female ghost in the courtyard of the Taishi Chair.

But since they opened Yin Yang Inn, are they still afraid of female ghosts?

He joked.

"What are you afraid of?"

"As long as you are brave, the female ghost will take maternity leave."

"You, Fatty Wang, have visited so many tombs and have seen so many dumplings. Are you still afraid of ghosts?"

Fatty Wang blinked, stared at Han Tang dazedly, and said after a while.

"So what type is this? Asian passion? Or alternative training?"

The voice just fell.

"Damn it, fat man, you have enough, here's the meal!" Hao Xie picked up the bowl and left the dining table directly.

"Disgusting!" Zhang Qilin put down his chopsticks and walked out the door.

Han Tang swallowed, then shook his head and put down the tableware.

"Fatty, I was going to comfort you, but I didn't expect you to have such a strong taste!"

Fatty Wang glanced at the few people who were disgusted, and then asked Han Tang.

"Little brother even knows this, do you think he watches often secretly?"

"Hey, I didn't expect my little brother to be such a sullen person!"

Han Tang shook his head, then took out three chapters of yellow rune paper, drew a few symbols on it with a brush, and muttered a few words.

"Seven stars on the top, stars on the stage, as fast as the law!"

Then fold the yellow rune paper into a triangle, and give one to Fatty Wang.

"In order not to be drained by the female ghost at night, you should bring this thing to ward off evil spirits."

"Hang it around your neck, don't take it off."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for turning into a mummified corpse!"

Fatty Wang looked at the talisman paper in his hand, and then looked at Han Tang with glowing eyes.

"I rely on!"

"Is this the Maoshan talisman?"

"Does this thing really work?"

Han Tang glanced at Fatty Wang, then said.

"Why did I see something different in your eyes?"

"You shouldn't be..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Fatty Wang put away the spell directly, and then smiled like a wild goose plucked his hair.

"what?"

"My eyes are the purest!"

"Okay, I'm done eating, should I be fine today?"

"It's okay, fat man, I'll go to bed, I'm exhausted for the day!"

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