I Have Drawn a Bet with the Gods to Set Up a Corpse-hunting Inn!

After I clicked in and took a look, I found that it was all about the sacrifice of Mr. Yin and Yang.

[Liu San of the pit digging team: Have you heard that Mr. Yin and Yang will make sacrifices to the Yangtze River tomorrow morning, as if to retrieve the corpse in the ancient coffin! 】

[Wang Yan of the scraping team: I heard that it seems that there are quite a lot of things to prepare. Everyone should prepare a little ashes for burning incense. Just now, the fat man named Wang came to my side to ask for incense ashes.

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[Zhao Tai from the dredging team: Don't you think this Mr. Yin Yang is sick? We salvaged the coffin well. He had to come over and insert a foot. Now he is going to move the coffin, I really don't understand! 】

[Recording Team Chen Guang: This is Mr. Yin-Yang, and he has absolute right to speak in this village. I advise you not to provoke this Mr. Yin-Yang, lest the landlord kick you out of the house.

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[Appraisal Team Dapeng: Okay, let’s say a few words less.

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[Director of the archaeological team: Everyone have a good rest tomorrow. They have already expressed support from the province. They will continue to work on salvage at night.

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[Wang Yan of the scraping team: I received it. I just went to see the sacrifice during the day. I don’t believe that this ancient coffin can be as evil as he said! 】

[Chen Guang, Recording Team: Received, @王燕, call me when you go to see it.

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Early the next morning, the rooster croaked three times, and it was just dawn.

All the villagers of Sanjiashan Village gathered on the riverside. Except for those who belonged to the dragon and snake, they worshiped at home, and all the others were present.

There are three tables on the riverside pier.

Incense sticks are placed on a table, and the blood food of three animals is placed in 3.3.

A table is filled with sticky rice, fragrant ash, and black donkey hooves.

The last table was set with cinnabar, chicken blood, yellow paper and a writing brush.

After making preparations, Han Tang stood in front of the three tables, then picked up a brush and drew a talisman on the yellow paper, holding it between his fingers.

At this time, in addition to the villagers from Sanjiashan, there were also the leaders and members of the archaeological team.

After Fatty Wang notified him last night, some people in the archaeological team still believed it, so not all the members of the archaeological team were present today.

At this time, Secretary Wang saw that the director of the archaeological team was also here, and couldn't help but ask with a smile.

"Hey? Director, are you here? I remember you are a snake?"

The director snorted coldly and pouted in disapproval.

"What happened to the snake?"

"Do you think I would believe the words of a charlatan?"

"Although I admit that he helped us fish up the corpse yesterday, I wouldn't believe what he said about the corpse, even if I died!"

After Secretary Wang heard it, Pi Xiaorou grinned and said nothing.

After the body of Han Tang and the other archaeological team were recovered yesterday, Han Tang's view has changed.

But it's still a little difficult to make him directly believe that there are corpses in this world.

After all, it's not realistic to change your opinion all of a sudden.

However, Han Tang's advice has no effect on him. He is neither a dragon nor a snake, so there is no need to worry.

At this time, watching the people from Sanjia Mountain Village in the distance follow Han Tang to worship together, the director shook his head again and snorted coldly.

"Humph!"

"Look at these ignorant villagers!"

"To actually believe the words of a liar!"

"I really don't understand, don't they have any judgment on their own?"

Chapter 88 The Water God Returns! Secretary Wang chuckled, "Hey, you can't say that Mr. Yin Yang is a liar, right?"

"At least he still has a hand in picking up corpses!"

"And I heard that there is a lot of attention to the industry of corpse hunters. I think it is a good thing that someone can inherit this ancient line of work."

"People can't be too extreme. If it's black and white, it will make it difficult for oneself to walk."

Secretary Wang knew that the director had a conflict with Han Tang yesterday, so he was not very optimistic about Han Tang.

But the fact is that without the help of their archaeological team, Mr. Yin and Yang went to help them retrieve the body.

Despite the intention of asking for a price, it also helped them solve a problem.

At this time, the director turned his head and looked at Secretary Wang with an unfamiliar gaze, and then joked.

"Secretary Wang, no wonder you are getting better and better, now I admire it!"

"By the way, the fat man came to collect the money yesterday, you"

Secretary Wang nodded, "I have already given it. One hundred thousand yuan can still be paid. Compared to ruining my career, one hundred thousand yuan is cheap."

The director pouted and muttered in a mosquito-like voice.

"Thumbs up!"

Then he shook his head and continued.

"Forget it, watch the show!"

"I'd like to see what kind of tricks the ancient coffin that he tried to stop us from salvaging today!"

"It's still a corpse!"

"No one dares to lie!"

……at the same time.

At the riverside, Han Tang drew the talisman and clamped it between his fingers. After shaking his wrist violently, the talisman paper suddenly exhaled a burst of white smoke, and it burned directly.

Looking at the burning talisman paper in front of him, Han Tang muttered something.

"The laws of the sky are clear, and the laws of the earth are spirited!"

"The real spirit is looking forward to it for nine days!"

"Luo Qian-dimension, the same life lasts forever!"

"Catch the kid now, the gods help me!"

"The Water God is back!"

As soon as the voice 17 fell, Han Tang threw the talisman paper in his hand directly into the bucket containing the black dog's blood.

I saw that the talisman had just been thrown into the bucket of black dog's blood, and the wooden bucket ignited a fire with a loud sound.

You must know that ordinary people must not be able to touch black dog blood.

The reason why Han Tang was able to ignite the blood of the black dog was mainly because he ignited the blood in his blood.

Taking blood as a guide, angered the ten corpses at the bottom of the river.

Then Han Tang poured the incense ashes that Fatty Wang had collected last night into the bucket, and the red fire suddenly flashed a golden-red flame.

Following Han Tang, he picked up the black donkey's hooves on the table and hung it around his waist like a belt, and carried the bucket to the bamboo raft.

At this time, Fatty Wang was beside the bamboo raft, looking at Han Tang, and asked after a while.

"Brother Han Tang, can I go with you?"

I saw Han Tang shook his head and then said.

"Forget it this time, just watch it from the shore."

"The ten corpses at the bottom of the river are a bit difficult to deal with. I'm afraid I don't have time to take care of you."

Fatty Wang nodded, and then handed the bamboo pole in his hand to Han Tang.

Han Tang picked up the bamboo pole, put the still-flaming barrel on the bamboo raft, and then paddled the bamboo raft towards Jiangyan.

In less than ten minutes, Han Tang had reached the top of the ancient coffin in Zhenjiang.

After arriving, Han Tang did not rush to retrieve the corpse, but sprinkled all the black dog's blood in the bucket on the river surface.

I saw that after the blood of the black dog was poured into the river, a golden red flame suddenly burned on the river surface, like a sea of ​​fire, slowly burning on the river surface.

Seeing this scene, the villagers thought it was an immortal appearing, or that the sacrifice just now had an effect.

"Please show the water dragon king!"

"Please bless the Water Dragon King!"

The villagers who had been skeptical about Han Tang before were completely convinced at this moment.

They have worshipped many times, but they have never seen this scene.

At this time, the village chief couldn't help looking at Jiang Mian excitedly, looking at Han Tang in the flames, and then said with emotion.

"Mr. Yin Yang really has great powers! Our Sanjia Mountain Village finally has hope!"

"That broken coffin has affected us for so many years. Is this problem finally going to be cured today?"

"Mr. Yin Yang said that there are ten corpses in this river. They affected us, changed our feng shui, and also harmed people in this water, not coffins!"

"Whatever he is, after today, I think we people in Sanjiashan Village can finally live with peace of mind, and no longer have to worry about someone being dragged into the water by unclean things!"

"Mr. Yin Yang is very kind to our Sanjia Mountain Village!"

By the river, Chen Wenjin saw that Han Tang on the river didn't know what to do, and a fire broke out on the river, and she couldn't help but be surprised.

"what's going on?"

"Gasoline? Still"

Dapeng next to him also looked puzzled at this time.

"I went to see it. The contents in this bucket are black dog blood, but I remember that blood shouldn't burn, right?"

"How did he do that?"