In the alley of Fengmen Village, the moon was clearly very bright, but there was no moonlight in the alley.
Even the dogs in the quiet village were in a daze and did not bark. Instead, the wind blew the dry branches and made the wild grass cry and howl, making the alley seem a little gloomy and terrifying.
At this moment, in the small alley outside the Yin Yang Inn, a head suddenly popped out from the top of the wall.
Upon closer inspection, this person was still wearing a camouflage combat uniform. He was a member of the Wild Wolf Special Forces who had come to the Yin Yang Inn to stay overnight during the day.
It was already five o'clock in the morning, and it was almost dawn. He stood on the last shift.
As the patrol area had expanded a little, and it happened to be closer to the Yin Yang Inn, thinking that the inn owner had refused to stay overnight during the day, he could not help but walk over to take a few more glances.
It was unknown if it was a psychological effect, but the closer the soldier took, the more eerie he felt. His back was covered in a layer of cold sweat, causing the soldier to involuntarily shiver.
Looking at the white paper lanterns on the door, the soldier couldn't help but wonder why the boss would hang such ancient lanterns on the door.
Just as he was lost in his thoughts, a gong suddenly sounded and woke the soldiers up.
"Clang!"
The soldier was shocked and shivered. When he came back to his senses, he could not help but curse softly.
"Who is this?"
"Running out in the middle of the night to play the gong!"
Following the sound of the gong, he saw a few figures appear under the faint light. Then, a long shout sounded.
"Yin people make way, Yang people retreat!"
Just as he was wondering who was so immoral to come out in the middle of the night and disturb the people, he saw this scene in front of him.
At this moment, at the end of the village path, about eight or nine figures appeared.
The leader was wearing a yellow Daoist robe and a flat seven-star crown. He had a bell in his left hand, a gong on his waist, and a lamp in his right hand.
This lamp was a little strange. It was a tower-shaped wax lamp. The lamp cover had a total of six sides, and there were some strange spells drawn on each side.
The charms shone through the lampshade and the light, revealing six enlarged versions of the charms on the ground.
This person was not the strangest. At most, he was dressed a little strangely. The strangest thing was the few people behind him.
The soldier counted and realized that there were eight people following behind him!
"So many people?" After a moment of doubt, he frowned and continued reading.
The reason why these people were strange was that every time the Daoist shook the bell, the eight people behind him would follow suit and jump.
The soldier had never seen such a strange formation before. He could not help but rub his eyes and say to himself.
"Am I still asleep?"
"What are these people doing!"
"You're playing tricks in the middle of the night."
Then, the middle-aged man who looked like a Taoist priest shouted again.
"Yin people go on the road, Yang people return, humans go on the road, ghosts go on the ghost road!”
After shouting, he even scattered a handful of paper money. When the wind blew, the paper money was everywhere on the road.
"Traitor?"
The soldier was stunned for a moment. He felt a gust of cold wind blow past his back and could not help but shiver.
"Don't tell me it means dead people?”
"Dead people on the road? He had never even heard of this village. This village was too strange!”
"But from the looks of it, they seem to be going to that inn.”
For a moment, the soldier couldn't help but secretly laugh. He thought that the owner of the inn was an unreasonable person, and this Daoist priest would most likely be chased out.
However, on second thought, during dinner that night, the old man had told them that the Yin Yang Inn did not do business with the living, but specialized in the business of the dead.
This Taoist priest said that the dead should go on their way.
"I don't do business with the living."
"Could it be that it's really like what the old man said, an inn that specializes in dealing with the dead?”
"Are these people really dead?"
The soldier pondered for a moment, but he still found it hard to believe that there was such an inn in this world. He also found it hard to believe that there was really a dead person who could move in this world.
However, they did not know if those people who were jumping around were dead, which made the soldiers somewhat puzzled.
However, looking at the situation, it was really scary.
Seeing the middle-aged Taoist priest getting closer and closer, he couldn't help but shake his head. It was just that he didn't have a phone now. Otherwise, he would definitely take a photo.
"There are so many people in this village at once. I have to report to the captain!”
Looking at the time, the soldier realized that he had wasted too much time here, so he looked at the lanterns hanging at the entrance of the Yin Yang Inn and continued his patrol.
At the entrance of the Yin Yang Inn, a cold wind suddenly blew. Two white lanterns at the entrance shone with two pale lights.
Anyone who came here could feel that this inn was a little eerie and terrifying.
Hao Xie and Zhang Qilin had already woken up. One was cultivating in the courtyard, while the other was cleaning the courtyard.
"Jump!"
"Jump!"
A middle-aged man's voice suddenly sounded outside the Yin Yang Inn.
When the two of them heard the voice, they couldn't help but look outside the door. Hao Xie put down the corpse chasing story in his hand and frowned.
"This voice?"
From afar, Hao Xie could hear the sound of the corpse herding.
Zhang Qilin had already noticed it a long time ago. He felt that this slogan was so similar to the one Han Tang had taught him. He also looked curiously at the door.
Could it be that Fatty Wang learned how to drive corpses without a teacher?
However, this voice was obviously not Fatty Wang's.
Could it be that there were other corpse porters?
Just as the two of them were puzzled, a middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly walked out of the door. He did not enter the door but sized up the two white paper lanterns and the symbols on the threshold.
"Hmm?" Suddenly, the middle-aged Taoist priest muttered with a frown.
"I didn't expect to see an authentic exorcism talisman in a place like this!”
" Hiss!" The middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air. He then asked suspiciously," Could it really be the Yin Yang Inn?"”
"Looking at the deterrent power of this exorcism talisman, it's impossible for it to have such an effect without thirty years of hard work!”
Hao Xie saw that the person who came was a Taoist priest. In addition to the slogans he had just heard, he could not help but think that it should be this person who shouted. He walked up to him with a smile and asked tentatively,
"May I ask if you're the footman?"
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