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

Returning to the room, Fatty Wang looked at the talisman paper in his hand, and said softly in doubt.

"Are there really ghosts in this world?"

He frowned, thinking that he had seen Zongzi and seen many bizarre things.

But the ghost has never been seen.

When I heard that Fengmen Village was so evil, I couldn't help but have the idea of ​​experimenting.

"If there is really a ghost, there is nothing to be afraid of if there is Han Tang's talisman to save one's life."

"Maybe I can still play with a ghost slave, it's cool!"

So instead of hanging Han Tang's talisman paper around his neck, he wound the red rope with the talisman paper a few times and hung it on his wrist.

After a tired day, Fatty Wang quickly fell asleep on the bed.

In his sleep, Fatty Wang saw a scene repeatedly.

A cheongsam wearing a costume of the Republic of China, with a strange mask, stood by the river and jumped into the river to commit suicide.

The weird thing is that this scene kept replaying in the dream, until the third time, Fatty Wang finally woke up from the dream in a cold sweat.

Staring at the dark beams, Fatty Wang breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's a dream!"

.....

Silent all night.

Early the next morning, the sun was angry from the east.

The warm sunlight made people feel a warmth flowing on Dao.

But standing at the door of the yard, the morning wind in the mountain village is a little shady.

Han Tang stretched a little, and after walking out of the room, he saw that everyone was already standing in the courtyard early.

Except for Fatty Wang, who looked a little sluggish, the others were still full of energy, and they could sleep well at night.

Hao Xie greeted Han Tang, "Haha, boss, did you sleep well?"

"What are your plans for today?"

"Yesterday, I cleaned up the yard for a day. It should be able to open today, right?"

Han Tang glanced at a few people, walked down with a smile and waved his hand, then glanced at the courtyard and said.

"Not in a hurry."

"Now our Yin Yang Inn looks no different from ordinary people's homes."

"It's said to be Yin Yang Inn, but it's still a bit different from the real Yin Yang Inn."

"I inspected it yesterday. There are many empty households in this village. There are some empty coffins in the empty households."

"Anyway, these coffins are still rotten, so it's better to move them to our Yin Yang Inn and leave them for future guests."

Zhang Qilin frowned, "Guest?"

Han Tang nodded, "Our guests are naturally those corpses."

"Shouldn't our client be a human? Why is it a corpse?" Fatty Wang looked puzzled.

I imagined that I should go to the street to distribute flyers and win some customers over.

But I didn't expect Han Tang to say that their client was a corpse.

This is a little different from what I imagined!

And Han Tang nodded slightly and explained.

"Yin Yang Inn's business, Fatty Wang also asked about it yesterday."

"I'll go into detail."

"Our business is fairly broad."

"For example, chasing corpses, retrieving corpses, exorcising demons, summoning souls, storing corpses, and lodging ghosts."

"We will continue to expand our business scope in the future."

"Of course, this is not in a hurry. Now these businesses are enough for us to be busy."

"As for the clients, it means the corpses that are coming for storage, and the corpses that we want to remove."

"This involves some industry rules for corpses. I will tell you in detail in the future."

"Anyway, the first thing we have to do today is to find the coffin first."

"However, you can't just look for coffins. You need to look for four colors of yellow, red, black and white. If there is a golden coffin, you'd better find one too. If you can't find it, forget it."

Hao Xie looked at Han Tang dumbfounded, "Why are you looking for these five colors of coffins? What's the point?"

Han Tang nodded, "Yellow is the primary color of wood, and ordinary people usually use the natural wood color when they die."

"Red is only available to the elderly who are over 80 years old. There are also some local characteristics, and red is used for funerals."

"Black is prepared for people who died abnormally, who died of swordsmanship or suicide, early mourning, etc. Black also has some local characteristics, and some areas are dedicated to black coffins."

"White is for women who haven't left the cabinet or teenagers who died at an early age."

"The golden coffin is specially prepared for the emperor, but there must be very few orders like the emperor, so I can find the best one, and it's fine if I can't find it."

Hao Xie nodded slightly and pouted softly.

"I can't believe that there are so many rules in this industry."

"Haha!" Han Tang smiled, "That's natural. There are the most rules in this ancient profession. Let's learn it slowly in the future."

"By the way, I'm looking for a bowl of cinnabar, a bowl of chicken blood from a live chicken, and a bowl of black dog blood."

Fatty Wang looked at Han Tang in confusion, "Is this also the rule of our Yin Yang Inn?"

Han Tang gave a 'en', then said.

"When you find this, I'll tell you again."

After speaking, Zhang Qilin turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

But everyone knows that Zhang Qilin is taciturn and doesn't like to talk too much with people, so he probably went straight to the coffin.

Fatty Wang and Hao Xie, in a group, began to search for some uninhabited old houses in Fengmen Village.

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