I signed a contract with the gods to establish a corpse-transporting inn!
13 Han Tang, can I learn this?

Tang Jiche

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"This is too much!" Fatty Wang looked at the blackened blood drop and gasped with curiosity.

"Is this the legendary spell?”

"This is the first time I've seen it!”

After saying that, Fatty Wang could not help but move to Han Tang's side and curled the corners of his mouth as he teased.

"Little Brother Han Tang, how do you perform this cantrip? Can you teach me?"

Han Tang rolled her eyes at Fatty Wang and said unhappily.

"What cantrip?"

"Believe it or not, when we find the corpse, I will let it chase you three times after it gets up.”

Fatty Wang broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this. He hurriedly waved his hand and smiled apologetically.

"Hehehe, don't, little brother Han Tang, I was just joking, don't take it seriously! Don't take it seriously!"

After saying that, Fatty Wang walked to the side and glanced at Zhang Qilin.

Zhang Qilin looked at the drop of blood on Han Tang's finger that had turned black, and his eyes were wide open.

The taciturn him suddenly asked.

"Can I learn this?"

Han Tang looked at Zhang Qilin and nodded with a smile.

"Don't worry, little brother. As the walking master of our Yin Yang Inn, you will teach you in the future.”

"Let's go find that corpse first."

Ten minutes later.

The group of four came to a dilapidated farmhouse.

The farmhouse looked like it had not been lived in for a long time.

The sword in the room was facing east and west. Although the sun rose in the east and set in the west, the room always looked gloomy.

Han Tang frowned and took a step into the room. Immediately after, she saw the black drop of blood evaporate.

A cloud of black mist slowly appeared on the surface of the drop of blood, then disappeared into the wind.

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

"The blood drops have disappeared!"

"Is this the place?"

Han Tang nodded slightly and looked around the farmhouse. Then, her gaze landed on the wooden coffin that had already faded.

Fatty Wang and the others followed Han Tang's gaze to the coffin and asked.

"Little Brother Han Tang, could it be that the corpse in this coffin has bad feng shui?”

Han Tang frowned and sized up the coffin in front of her. If there were no other corpses in this place, it should be this one.

Hence, he took out the Yin-Yang Corpse Herding Bell and waved his hand.

"You guys retreat 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 her head, indicating that she did not need to help.

"I'm going to dig up the corpse later. The Yin Qi here is too heavy, and the direction is that of a dragon or snake. Therefore, people who are born in the dragon or snake year can't watch me dig up the corpse, or else they will hit the evil spirit!”

"However, you will definitely learn how to drive corpses in the future. You will have to watch, so just stay away from me.”

"In addition, take the talisman paper that I gave you. If anything happens during the resurrection, you can deal with it.”

Zhang Qilin nodded slightly and stood outside the door. At this distance, he could retreat at any time if anything happened.

Fatty Wang and Hao Xie weren't born in the year of the dragon or snake, so they didn't have any qualms.

However, for safety reasons, he still retreated to the door and stood with Zhang Qilin, but his gaze was always on Han Tang.

Han Tang could not help but take out the Yin-Yang Corpse Hunting Bell and a blank yellow talisman paper.

After biting his finger and drawing a symbol on the talisman, he shook the Yin Yang Corpse Hunting Bell.

"Ring!"

"Ring!"

"Ring!"

After three rings, the broken wooden coffin began to shake violently. The coffin was like the lid of a kettle.

Han Tang narrowed her eyes and stared at the broken wooden coffin. Then, she muttered something.

"Big Dipper, Big Dipper, Earthly Fiend, Southern Star, follow my command and plot against people!”

Then, Han Tang suddenly shouted.

"Come out!"

With that, the lid of the coffin suddenly exploded.

"Bang!"

The wooden planks that had been corroded by time were blasted into sawdust at this moment.

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

"F * ck, is this the corpse transporter's corpse? I actually saw a corpse being resurrected today!”Fatty Wang couldn't help but focus on Han Tang's operation." I didn't expect that I would be able to see such content without paying!”

"We've picked up a big bargain!"

Hao Xie could not help but nod his head in shock.

"In the past, I only heard of the legendary ancient occupations of corpse fishermen and corpse transporter. I didn't expect to really see a corpse transporter lifting a corpse today!”

"Little Brother Han Tang actually has this trick up his sleeve. He actually didn't tell us before. Tsk, tsk, tsk, does he not treat us as friends?”

Zhang Qilin looked at Han Tang's technique, chanted the incantation, and his own position. He memorized all the images in his mind.

At the same time, they could not help but reveal a hint of surprise and respect in their eyes.

The ancient profession of corpse transporter was not as simple as bringing two corpses to the mountains.

It was said that in the past, a player of this class could bring a dozen zombies to run around and train the zombies to be very obedient.

A highly skilled walking master could even bring along a zombie king level.

Although they had only heard about it in legends, looking at Han Tang's corpse now, he felt that if he could master this skill to the end, those legendary things might not be impossible.

Although Zhang Qilin treated them as friends, he was also a very arrogant person. Only those with equal strength were worthy of talking to him.

Han Tang's current strength was completely sufficient. Moreover, he still had to learn how to drive corpses from Han Tang in the future.

After the coffin exploded, a stiff corpse stood up from the coffin.

The corpse was covered in wrinkles, the sparse hair on its head emitted a stench, and the nails on its fingers were abnormally sharp.

The strangest thing was…

The corpse was wearing a very strange mask!

Seeing this mask, Fatty Wang sat on the ground in fear. He stretched out his trembling fingers and thought of the masked woman in his dream last night.

Wasn't it the corpse in front of him?

She looked at the female corpse in horror and shouted.

"F * ck!"

"Why is it her?"

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