Copper Coins

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Xue Xiansheng was sighed with goosebumps.

Of course, it is impossible to get goosebumps on paper skins, and he is not scared. Just thinking that someone could put their own mother-in-law down in the house, just for the sake of their future, I felt that some people were really disgusted and ingenious.

This son might as well have a millstone!

Xuan Mian raised his hand and took the stone grindstone, which was only one circle larger than the palm of his hand, out of the hole, rested on the ground, and peeled off the yellow charm wrapped in the iron chain. .

When burning the yellow axe, Xue Xianyin, who was hanging around his waist, could feel the "buzzing" tremor, as if someone was holding a small hammer and pounding lightly on the bone. All in all, less soothing.

This Mopan town has been underground for at least three years, during which it attracted a lot of resentment from south to north. At this moment, the yellow charms were burned, and the grievances bound by them were also taken away one by one, and the reaction with a little discomfort was normal. It was just that he was half-dead, and the paper skin hanging on the mouth of the dark bag felt less soothing. The bald donkey burning the yellow amulet was definitely more uncomfortable.

Xue Xian twisted his face and looked at Xuan Merci, but saw that he remained still, looking cold as if he were doing something completely irrelevant.

He suddenly felt that the bald donkey was a little different from some monks he had seen before, but he couldn't tell what was different.

Probably ... extraordinary!

Xue Xianzheng thought wildly, Xuan Merci had burned the yellow paper rune. When the last star paper ash was scattered on the ground, the iron chain clasped on the stone grinding disc "clicked" and broke off, and fell to the ground.

The shadow of a stone holding the crossbar of the stone disc gradually became clear, like a dead branch that lay on the ground, swelled under the eyes of Xue Xian and Xuan Mian, and became an old lady with a shoulder on her shoulders.

The old lady's hair was white and thin, and she had a bunch of tiny buns behind her head. Her face was ditched, her eyes were cloudy as if she were always crying with old tears.

Judging from the appearance alone, she could still recognize a trace of Old Lady Liu from her, but compared with the virtual image with a walking stick in the battle, the old lady Liu, who had turned into an old ghost, looked more old-fashioned. Alas, as if to close my eyes and collapse to the ground in the next second.

Without a cane, her crooked body looked extremely deformed. Her left body was much stronger than her right half, and she could barely stand still with the support of the mill bar.

"Sin ..." Xue Xian muttered.

He was born without a father and mother, and did not have a deep understanding of blood kinship, but he was forced to linger in the human market for more than half a year. The most shallow knowledge is still there.

This Master Liu really opened his eyes, and how much he hated his aging mother was able to do such a beast.

Xuan Merci glanced at him and saw Xue Xian quite depressed. He looked back at his chin fiercely, but unfortunately he lost all momentum.

The ancestor rolled his eyes for a moment, wondering, and got an idea again--

on! head! top!

He said that the wind was the rain, but he stretched his paws and drew on the monk's clothes without saying a word. Once in a lifetime, he was twice as mature. This time he climbed more than last time. He blinked to the front.

Just as he spread his paw to move up one level, a scream came from the door.

"Ahhhhhh-don't touch me, don't touch me! Help-help-"

His voice sounded as if he had seen a ghost.

The voice was so loud and unpleasant. Xue Xian's claws were stunned, and he accidentally grabbed the air, and fluttered off Xuan Mian's chest, and his posture was quite indecent when he landed-his face was on the ground.

After shameless Xue Xue fell to the ground, he didn't want to see people, his four claws were stiff and motionless, as if he had lost his breath.

Hyun Merci turned a deaf ear to the screams outside the house, only crouched down and looked at the Paper Man lying on the ground pretending to be dead.

Xue Xian still pretended to be dead.

Xuan Mian snapped the thin back of the buckle with his fingertips: "Then burn it."

After that, he really marked the fire. The bean paste was roasted and the paper skin was hot.

"..." Xue Xian whispered, "I have been fed a dog by my Buddha?"

Xuan Mian heard his fingers pause for a moment, but I didn't know what I remembered. His expression narrowed for a moment, and then shook his head again, shaking off the flames on the fire-inch head, holding one of the paper's feet to hold him up, and training his voice heavily, "Are you still climbing?"

Xue Xian still felt embarrassed. When he was upside down, he used his two claws to cover his face. It ’s just that he has n’t forgotten to say, “Climb your grandpa!”

As soon as the evil barrier was taken back into the bag, he heard awkward footsteps rushing out of the back room.

When he looked away, he saw the fool Liu Chongzheng staring blankly at him. He had just emerged from the game and did not know what he had experienced. His blue robe had broken a few holes, and the cotton wool was exposed.

He was bitter, his eyes flushed, and he opened his mouth to Chong Xuan mercy, as if to say something. However, before she spoke, her gaze reached the little old lady who was holding the mill disk, and her whole body suddenly froze.

"Grandmother ... Grandmother?" Liu Chong shouted hesitantly, wondering if he had been scratched by the old woman in the battle. He shrank subconsciously and didn't dare to step over.

The old lady lifted her eyes with a lack of vitality and gave him a glance, her eyes burst into tears. With a sigh of sigh, she held her hand at Liu Chong and beckoned: "Chonger, why are your clothes broken like this ..."

As soon as Liu Chong heard this tone, he blinked away the crimes he had suffered in the battle, and rushed with red eyes. He knelt down and wanted to grab the old lady's hand: "How did you become short ... Grandma, me, How can I not catch you? "

The old lady had been consumed by the grinding disc for too long, and had shrunk to half the size of an ordinary old man, and looked extremely pitiful.

But she didn't say anything to Liu Chong, just pouting and smiling: "Grandma is old, and shrinks when she is old. If you ca n’t catch it, you won't grab it ..."

"Grandma, how do you ... never come to see me. I've folded so many treasures, don't I say I've folded it and wrote the name and burned it, will I come to get it? I ... I'll get it every day, every day , But no one came to see me. Why do you come here, not once, I want to hear you talk to me, and I want to talk to you, but I never see it, I do n’t even know what to say It's ... "

Liu Chong's mind was still a child. When he saw his beloved grandmother, he twitched and began to cry. There is no adult man's forbearance, but crying. Seems to cry after three years of forgetting.

"Grandma listens, Chong Er needless to say, Grandma also knows." The old woman wiped her tears, "I ... day and night, I look at you ..."

Grandparents and grandchildren were crying, and people outside rushed in crazy: "Help! Help! Don't touch me-don't come over!"

The comer's hair was disheveled, and his clothes were ragged. I didn't know how many times he rolled on the ground.

Xue Xian took a closer look: "Isn't this Master Liu?"

From this point of view, Liu Chong was really lucky. Master Liu was obviously terrified in the game, and no matter how unwilling he was to enter the room, he rushed in.

Xuan Merci saw that he was dirty, frowned, and gave way. Master Liu, who rushed over without any obstacle, slammed into Liu Chong and sat on the ground with his buttocks.

At this sitting, he and Mrs. Liu came face to face.