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When the man spread his hands, the others were suddenly shocked.

"Why do you still need to collect money?"

The horror on the face of the man who returned to Shenzhuang quickly turned into incredible, and he exclaimed in surprise.

Hearing what he said, although the man who stretched his hand was still tilting his mouth, his eyes quickly turned cold, making him smile rather than laugh, looking very strange.

"No?"

As soon as his voice fell, the three stiff refining corpses who were originally on the black ship slowly stood upright, rolled their eyes, and looked at everyone coldly.

"Woo-"

Jiang Feng blew past everyone, and the chill seemed to penetrate into the bone marrow through the hair bones. It was cold and painful.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

Aunt Wu didn't see well at first, so she burst into laughter.

Up to now, she just wants everything to go smoothly, she dare to care about gains and losses.

Shen Zhuang is now mixed with people and ghosts, and there is a corpse refining. She can't stay in this place for a moment, and she wants to escape immediately.

Her family is rich and has no shortage of money in her hands. She doesn't want to fight any more problems that can be solved by spending money, but just to save money and avoid disasters.

After saying this, she handed the grandson she was holding to her eldest son, reached out to touch the concealed bag in her cuff, and took out a linen purse.

The lotus was wrapped very tightly, and it was tied several layers with hemp rope. After she untied it, some scattered copper yuan and some big silver yuan inside were exposed.

She poured out a lot of coins and threw them into the man's hand like a hot potato:

"Take it, and the more will be a reward."

The coin fell on the man’s palm with a ‘clam’, but he still maintained a bowed posture. He didn’t take it back because he got the money, but repeated the previous words:

"A total of five essays."

Aunt Wu was stunned for a moment, thinking that he didn't think the money was too small, so she reluctantly took a silver dollar and put it into his hand:

"Should be enough?"

After the end of the late Jin Dynasty, a provisional government of the Republic of China was established.

Among the coins issued by the government, there are gold, silver, and copper coins, all of which are newly minted coins.

Each silver dollar is worth a lot of money, worth at least a hundred coppers. She took out such a huge sum of money entirely for the sake of losing money and avoiding disasters.

Unexpectedly, the man received the silver dollar, but he didn't stop, he still said:

"A total of five essays."

"you--"

Even if Aunt Wu wanted to keep things quiet, she saw him repeatedly asking for money at this time, thinking that he had insufficient appetite, and deliberately blackmailed herself.

Surprised, afraid and angry, she subconsciously turned her head to look at Song Qingxiao:

"Qing Xiao——"

Song Qing glanced at the man asking for money, and suddenly said:

"Where is the purse that you received, the master, when you were in the bullock cart?"

Others didn't know what to do, but the old man driving the car, the old Taoist priest and apprentice who had experienced the incident immediately understood the meaning of Song Qingxiao's words.

"Correct."

The old Taoist patted his forehead, his eyes flashed:

"Maybe it's the money."

At this time, Shenzhuang has fallen into a ghost domain. People, zombies and ghosts coexist in the same city, but they don't feel strange.

The money Aunt Wu took out is probably not in circulation here, but requires additional currency.

Song Qingxiao was not afraid of this person, but she wanted to verify her inner guess, to see if it was as she expected, that the change here has something to do with the old ghost more than three hundred years ago.

The old Taoist didn't react too slowly, guessing her plan, and reached out to touch the satchel on his waist.

But after he touched it for a long time, his expression gradually became a little bit wrong:

"It's gone..."

The pink brocade purse obtained from the old man driving the car was not in his bag at this time.

"It's weird." His expression was serious, and he lowered his head to search for his bag: "I obviously put it in this bag, and you saw it with your own eyes."

What the old Taoist priest hung on his waist was an off-white cloth bag, which was not very big.

When most of the talisman papers and magical objects in it have been consumed, there are not many things in the bag. If the pink brocade purse is still there, you will not find it anyway.

"Could it be lost while on the boat?" the old Taoist said to himself.

Song Qing's small eyes flashed, and on the other side, Song Changqing also seemed to touch his chest and so on.

When the old Taoist was looking around for his purse but couldn't find it, his hand seemed to touch something, his expression was a bit stiff, and he suddenly shouted:

"I am here."

As he spoke, he put his hand out of his shirt.

A delicate pink purse was held in his palm, and it was pulled out from the hidden pocket on the side of his placket.

"Why is it with you?" The old Taoist was a little surprised, and reached out his hand to take the purse:

"I remember I didn't give it to you."

While in the bullock cart, after confirming that this object might be the source of the disaster to the old man driving the cart, in order to prevent others from suffering, the old Taoist clearly remembered that he deliberately put this object into his pocket.

It is absolutely impossible for him to give such an unknown harm to his apprentice, so as not to cause him a catastrophe.

"When did you take it?"

The veteran Taoist thought that Song Changqing took advantage of his unpreparedness and found an opportunity to steal it, and couldn't help being a little angry.

"I didn't take it." Song Changqing had a simple face, and he denied it quickly:

"I don't know how to get to me." He faced the old Taoist's scolding, somewhat aggrieved:

"Just after hearing what the junior sister said, I subconsciously touched the bag and found it on me."

He has a strong character, and he is honest and obedient, and he can never lie to himself.

The old Taoist's heart sank, and he was about to speak. The man who was waiting for a few people to give money seemed a little impatient, and urged:

"A few guest officials, a total of five essays, you don't want to go wrong, do you?"

"Humph!"

The old Taoist endured the anxiety in his heart, snorted coldly, opened the purse and took out a piece of gold from it.

The gold dollar came from the early days of the Great Jin Dynasty more than 300 years ago. The craftsmanship is not very good. In some places, the thickness is different.

The black air on the golden cake is surrounded by ghosts, which is not a good thing at first glance.

But when the old Taoist picked up this thing and put it into the man's hand, the man suddenly smiled, as if he had received a great reward.

"It's this thing!"

To him, the black air on the golden cake was like the identification of real and fake coins. Without a word, he shook his palm and scattered the coins that Aunt Wu had handed him to the ground. At the same time, hold the gold dollar tightly.

"Wait a minute, I have to find your money."

After he said this, he took out several coins from his waist, and after taking out a few, he handed the remaining coins to the old Taoist priest.

The veteran Taoist verified his inner guess and squinted his eyes.

"What kind of money is this?" Aunt Wu leaned forward to look, and saw that the coins were all unfamiliar.

These coins vary in thickness and are similar in size, but without exception, they all read: the first year of Yu Dajin Wansheng.

After the establishment of the Provisional Republic of China, the issued coins can be different from these coins. Aunt Wu was born at the beginning of the Republic of China. She didn't know much about Daikin's early coins, but she could tell at a glance that these coins had been around for a long time.

"Buying life money."

The old Taoist put his hands on his chest and did not pick up the hanging money.

Aunt Wu's eyes were hurt and she couldn't see clearly. When she saw someone handing her money, she instinctively wanted to reach out and take a look.

When I heard the words of the old Taoist priest, I was so frightened that he hurriedly put his hands back like an electric shock.

The face of the man holding the money darkened instantly, as if the vitality in his eyes was cut off, and the whole person became lifeless.

Seeing that the old Taoist did not answer, he said coldly:

"I advise you to put the money next."

He grinned, showing his yellow and black teeth:

"There are so many places to spend money in the city. Don't be ignorant of what is good or bad—"

Before he finished his words, he saw Song Qing's small brows raised, and a chill burst out in his eyes, and the conversation was about to change:

"Of course, this rule is different for ordinary guests, such as you a few distinguished guests."

After finishing speaking, he took the hanging money and respectfully compared it with a ‘please’ gesture:

"Go ashore here."

At this moment, one of the women screamed:

"what!"

Everyone's attention was attracted by her, and they all turned their heads.

She squatted on the ground, picking up the money given by Aunt Wu who had been thrown on the ground by the man.

One of the most precious silver dollars fell under the row of white cloth. The woman was so dazzled by the money that she had the courage to lift the white cloth, just to see the corner of the carrion.

"It's moving—"

The woman holding a handful of copper coins trembled terribly, and her teeth trembled:

"This corpse is moving."

"Soil buns."

The man who received the money sneered when she saw that she had never seen the "world".

"..." The old Taoist priest was a little speechless, frowning and greeted her:

"gone."

This time into Shenzhuang, she might not even be able to save her life, but this woman still had the mind to pick money.

The woman took a pity to glance at the silver dollar that happened to be pressed by the rotten heel. After struggling for a long time, she finally didn't dare to reach for it, so she stood up regretfully.

When a few people got on the shore, they heard the sounds of hawking, frolicking, and talking in the city.

"Selling candied haws--"

"Guest, what would you like to order?"

"..."

The voice was so lively that it made people feel weird from time to time.

Mulberry trees were planted outside the city of Shenzhuang. The mulberry trees were at least seven or eight meters tall at this time, and each plant could not be surrounded by a single person.

The crown of the tree is very big, with black mulberries the size of an egg on it, and the crown is heavily hung.

Song Qing's small fingers twisted, and a trace of spiritual power shot out, cut off a mulberry with branches and leaves, was grasped by her in the void, and held it into the palm of her palm.

The mulberry leaves are emerald green, with cyan veins on the leaves, and the veins are clearly in the shape of blood vessels.

She pinched the mulberry, and a stream of red juice poured out from the break of the branch, like blood.

"How is this going!"

Everyone who saw this scene felt very strange, and they took a half step away in fear and shock.

Song Qing gave a small glance, then squeezed the mulberry, the juice splashed, like blood in a palm of his hand.

But then these blood-red juices turned into ice crystals, which were shattered between her grip.

In a moment, her palms were clean, as if they were not stained at all.

"There is a heavy evil spirit."

The sap in these mulberries carries a very heavy evil spirit, and it is rich and extraordinary.

The veteran Taoist also sensed the black air entwined on it, nodded, his expression dignified.

Everyone entered the city, but the scene inside the city shocked everyone.

"How did that happen?"

Aunt Wu took the lead in exclaiming:

"When I came back half a month ago, it was obviously not like this."

Others, whether they were the aboriginals of Shenzhuang, or the men who had recently moved here, kept nodding their heads after hearing these words, obviously frightened by the scene in the city.

I saw that everywhere in the city seemed very dilapidated at this time, and some buildings were rotten, as if they had existed for hundreds of years.

The streets were covered with black and white strips, as if everyone had a funeral.

The most weird thing is that there is a strange doll-like thing hanging at the door of the merchants along the street facing the city gate.

The doll is well-equipped with limbs, with a withered head, some with messy and messy hair, and some with bald heads.

A terrible iron hook hooked the heads of these dolls and hung them in strings outside the eaves of the door.

These dolls are extremely light, swinging with the wind, making a rustling sound, forming the strange and special characteristics of this place.

"Terrible……"

Aunt Wu's complexion changed drastically and she shuddered. She looked at these dolls~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I don't know why she felt a chill in her back.

It has only been a few decades since Shenzhuang was rebuilt and developed.

After becoming prosperous, the merchants on both sides of the street paid great attention to the facades and spent a lot of money to renovate them every year.

And as far as Aunt Wu knew, everyone didn't have such a vulgar preference, so they hung up such a doll in front of the shop.

But compared with the scene of desolation, Shenzhuang's excitement has not diminished in the past, as if it were more prosperous than before.

Everyone entered the city, and soon some children from the city came around:

"Buy road money, buy road money! Hades is good to see, the kid is hard to deal with."

As they were talking, children quickly approached one after another, laughing and holding hands in a group, enclosing the group of people in the encircling circle, jumping with weird steps, and shouting at them in unison:

"Buy road money, buy road money! If you don't buy road money, the little ghost will never go away!"

"Hee hee hee!"

These children are about five or six years old, and they should have been innocent, cute and likable age, but at this time they looked strange.

They were wearing aprons, showing their chubby arms and legs, and stepped on the ground with their bare feet, braided in the sky for two days.

I don’t know if these children are greedy. They have eaten the rich mulberries on the mulberry trees outside the city. Their mouths are dyed black and red. The eyes are full of black eyeballs, making the back chill.

Each of the children’s limbs was covered with a silver bell ring, and the bell rings collided with each other between the beating, making a rapid sound of "ding, ding, ding, ding", which made people tremble.

"Kid go, don't be obsessed with--"

When the old Taoist saw the child, he couldn't help but sullen and shouted.