I signed a contract with the gods to establish a corpse-transporting inn!
7 The wind door here is connected to eight qi. I have the final say in the fengshui.

Tang Jiche

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Fatty Wang, who had returned to his room, looked at the talisman in his hand and asked in a soft voice.

"Are there really ghosts in this world?"

He frowned and thought about how he had seen dumplings and many strange things.

However, he had never seen a ghost before.

When he heard that this Fengmen Village was so evil, he couldn't help but want to test it.

"If there really is a ghost, there is nothing to be afraid of with Han Tang's talisman.”

"Maybe I can even get a ghost slave to play with.”

Thus, he did not hang Han Tang's talisman around his neck. Instead, he wrapped the red string with the talisman around his wrist.

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

In his dreams, Fatty Wang repeatedly saw a scene.

A cheongsam dressed in the costume of the Republic of China, wearing a strange mask, jumped into the river and committed suicide.

The strange thing was that this scene kept replaying in his dream. It wasn't until the third time that Fatty Wang finally woke up from his dream with cold sweat all over his body.

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

"It's a dream!"

.....

The night was silent.

The next morning, the sun rose from the east.

The warm sunlight made people feel a sense of warmth flowing through their bodies.

However, standing at the entrance of the courtyard, the morning wind in the mountain village was a little chilly.

Han Tang stretched her back. When she walked out of the room, she saw that everyone was already standing in the courtyard.

Other than Fatty Wang who looked a little dispirited, the others were still full of energy. They probably slept well at night.

Hao Xie greeted Han Tang." Haha, Boss, did you sleep well?”

"What are your plans for today?"

"I cleaned up the courtyard for a whole day yesterday. I should be able to open for business today, right?”

Han Tang glanced at the few of them and waved her hand with a smile as she walked down. Then, she looked at the courtyard house and said.

"There's no hurry."

"Right now, our Yin Yang Inn looks no different from an ordinary family.”

"It's called the Yin Yang Inn, but it's still a little different from the real Yin Yang Inn.”

"I inspected the village yesterday. There are many empty households in this village. There are some empty coffins that no one uses.”

"Anyway, these coffins will rot if we keep them. Why don't we move them to our Yin Yang Inn and leave them for future guests?”

Zhang Qilin frowned." A guest?"

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

"Shouldn't our customers be humans? Why a corpse?" Fatty Wang was puzzled.

He imagined that he would be handing out flyers on the street to attract some customers.

However, they did not expect Han Tang to say that their client was a corpse.

This was a little different from what he had imagined!

Han Tang nodded slightly and explained.

"Fatty Wang asked about the Yin Yang Inn's business yesterday.”

"I'll explain in detail."

"Our business is quite extensive.”

"For example, corpse chasing, corpse fishing, exorcism, soul summoning, corpse storage, and ghost lodging.”

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

"Of course, there's no hurry. These businesses are enough for us to be busy.”

"As for the customers, they are the corpses that we need to store and the corpses that we need to drive.”

"This involves some of the rules of the corpse transporter industry. I will tell you in detail in the future.”

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

"However, you can't just randomly find coffins. You have to find yellow, red, black, and white coffins. If there is a golden coffin, it's best to find one.”

Hao Xie looked at Han Tang in confusion." Why are you looking for coffins of these five colors? Is there anything particular?"

Han Tang nodded." Yellow is the primary color of wood. Usually, when ordinary people die, they use the color of wood.”

"Red is only used by people over 80 years old. There are also some local specialties that use red for funerals.”

"Black is prepared for people who died an unnatural death, such as death by sword or suicide, early funeral, etc. Black also has some local characteristics. Some areas use black coffins.”

"White is prepared for unmarried women or young men who died young.”

"The golden coffin is specially prepared for the emperor. However, I believe that there are very few orders for the emperor, so it's best if you can find it.”

Hao Xie nodded slightly and curled his lips as he softly said.

"I didn't expect there to be so many rules in this industry.”

"Haha!" Han Tang smiled." Of course. There are many rules in this ancient profession. You can learn it slowly in the future.”

"Oh right, find me a bowl of cinnabar, a bowl of chicken blood, 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 hummed and said.

"When you find it, I'll tell you again.”

After saying that, Zhang Qilin turned around and walked out of the courtyard house.

However, everyone knew that Zhang Qilin was a man of few words and did not like to talk too much with others. He probably went straight to look for the coffin.

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

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