She didn’t want Xiaozhao to know, because she was worried that Xiaozhao, young but precocious, and her husband now under the "Evil Ghost Curse," definitely needed this ghost money, otherwise... otherwise... his eyes wouldn’t have flashed with that mont of shock.
Others couldn’t see it, but an old married couple...
Who doesn’t know each other?
And won are always a bit more attentive than n.
Lady Yan’s hand slowly stretched out, her mind flooded with many mories, and as her hand got closer to the paper money, a chilling, terrifying premonition of certain death, like a needle’s prick, ca over her.
And this... seed to trigger so rule.
Crack...
Crack, crack, crack...
A white shadow suddenly moved, its head drooping, black hair covering a ghastly, cracked face, its whole body emitting eerie bone-crunching sounds, then it walked to the table, snatched the paper money before Lady Yan, and placed it in her hand.
In an instant, all those terrifying sensations vanished.
It seed she absolutely couldn’t take the money herself, but it could be handed to her through the white shadow.
...
...
Two days later, Lady Yan’s illness healed, she hurried, taking the Black Marquis through the North City Gate, through the not very long wilderness, and arrived by the Silver Creek outside Shanbao County.
Green grass and red flowers, smoke willows veiling.
The Black Marquis lay guarding the entrance.
Lady Yan ca to Li Yuan’s side.
"I heard you caught a cold." Li Yuan was a bit worried.
Lady Yan put her hands on her hips and said, "Alright! I’m spirited."
With that, she plopped down, leaned against Li Yuan’s shoulder, quietly looking at the shimring light on the lake’s surface, saying, "Though it’s only been over four years, so much has happened... they all say you’re actually an old monster, but I know you are still you. My man is the most useful."
She gently rubbed the young man’s hand.
Li Yuan laughed, "What’s going on? Why so sentintal today?"
Lady Yan closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths, then smiled, "Nothing, isn’t it normal for a woman to say such things? You’ve brought so much life I never thought of, I always want to do sothing for you too..."
"Why say these things?"
"Just want to say."
The couple exchanged soft words for a while, then parted.
In the spring breeze, the beautiful woman, not even at Ninth Grade, accompanied by the Demon Dog, rode away, a single rider disappeared into the dust.
Li Yuan suddenly felt sothing, touched his pocket.
In the pocket, there was a white paper money exuding a mysterious aura.
It read: 1 cent.
And as he got this 1 cent, he felt a change in his information.
He glanced and saw the forr "[Equipnt Bar: Locked]" had turned into "[Equipnt Bar: 1 cent]."
anwhile, the 1 cent also disappeared from his hand.
But with a thought, this 1 cent was brought out again.
Clearly, this was genuine ghost money.
Li Yuan looked surprised, wanting to go after her, drag his wife’s pants down, give her a hard spanking, and then question her why she was so disobedient?
And at this mont, he also understood why Lady Yan got sick, because... by getting sick, she could send Xiaozhao away and then go alone to retrieve this money.
Li Yuan gripped the ghost money tightly.
Now wasn’t the ti for sentintality, as he had the money, he must quickly lift the curse and then go ho to give the disobedient Lady Yan a hard lesson.
The young man imdiately stood up, replaced the mask and cloak from the bundle beside him, added the "fattening" rag, and then started walking to a far place, taking winding narrow paths.
In the frequent in and out, about half an hour later, he stepped into that mysterious Ancient Street.
Blue stone slab road, ancient buildings, vendors with smiling faces still selling, dark shadows hiding in narrow alleys, and not far away there seed to be newcors mistakenly entering this place, curiously looking around.
Li Yuan pulled his cloak and quickly walked deep into the road.
The road was getting narrower, fewer people around, the shops on both sides varied in kind, the goods clearly marked, but there was no one watching the shop, as if unafraid of anyone robbing.
Li Yuan quickly scanned these shops.
Now, there was one last thing to verify, that is... whether after giving the money, he could really buy back his wooden puppet.
However, this matter had actually been verified from two sides.
First, the vendors, those ghosts indeed took money for goods, and the goods were as valuable as the money they took, if they took more, they would give change.
Second, the dream, the Black Market ghost sold Brother Xiong, charging 1 cent, this too was a transaction model.
Li Yuan wandered around, still unable to find the Carpenter’s Shop.
After being blocked by the blue-clad man promoting the "Miracle Beast Garden," Li Yuan pretended not to see him, then quickly chose to retreat.
Back at the exit, he felt a chill around him and decided not to enter again, but to leave the Ancient Street and try again the next day.
In such a blink, eight or nine days passed.
During these eight or nine days, Li Yuan visited the Ancient Street every day, and during this ti, he also saw people entering and leaving the shops, which gave him a little more peace of mind.
On the tenth day, he entered the shop district of the Ancient Street. After walking for a short while, he saw a house full of wood shavings and wood dust. The door was open, and there was no one inside. The blood-red wooden rack was especially eye-catching, with various small puppets on it.
Beside the wooden rack, the furnace was burning fiercely, making a "crackling" sound.
Li Yuan paused, glanced around, and quickly walked inside.
First step in, nothing happened.
Second step, nothing happened.
He approached the wooden rack and quickly found a wooden puppet that looked almost identical to him.
The price tag read: 5 cents.
Li Yuan let out a sigh of relief, took out 1 cent, and gently placed it on the wooden rack, then picked up the wooden puppet.
Instantly, he felt a cold aura within him rapidly dissipate, and at the sa ti, the "1 cent" disappeared, replaced by three notes on the table: "3 cents", "1 cent", "1 cent".
Simultaneously, a change occurred in the information within his "Equipnt Bar":
[Equipnt 1: 3 cents, 1 cent, 1 cent]
[Equipnt 2: Li Yuan’s wooden puppet]
Having completed the purchase, he intended to leave quickly, but before leaving, he glanced at the wooden rack again.
However, he didn’t see Pang Yuanhua’s puppet on the rack.
With a feeling of doubt, his gaze suddenly shifted, and he saw a puppet burning in the furnace.
In an instant, Li Yuan’s pupils contracted.
The puppet’s legs had already burned away, but the upper body was clearly in the likeness of Pang Yuanhua.
The price on it was rapidly decreasing.
cent...
li...
li...
When it dropped to 7 li, Li Yuan made up his mind.
He took out 1 cent of ghost money, pointed at the puppet in the furnace, and said, "I’ll buy this puppet."
As soon as he spoke, it was as if a transaction had been made.
From behind the blood-red wooden rack, half of a ghastly, numb, and terrifying face erged. The owner of that face reached into the furnace, retrieved the now half-burnt puppet, and handed it to Li Yuan.
Li Yuan handed the 1 cent of ghost money to that hand.
A mont later, that sa hand handed back a note labeled "3 li" of ghost money.
Li Yuan’s equipnt information changed again.
[Equipnt 1: 3 cents, 1 cent, 3 li]
[Equipnt 2: Li Yuan’s wooden puppet]
[Equipnt 3: Pang Yuanhua’s wooden puppet (damaged)]
He didn’t linger any longer, swiftly left the place, and then retraced his steps to leave the Ancient Street.
Upon exiting, he took a deep breath and, with a hopeful heart, quickly stepped into a "door" ford by interwoven tree branches.
Nothing happened.
He returned swiftly to Shanbao County, passed through the city gate, and still nothing happened.
"The curse is truly lifted!!"
Li Yuan was overjoyed.
But the next mont, a thought crossed his mind, and he found himself standing at the door of the Martial Arts Shop.
The door was closed, and he raised his hand to push it open.
The door opened, and a row of miscellaneous task workers inside, upon seeing the person at the door, quickly stood up and respectfully chanted "Ancestor."
Li Yuan closed the door again, and a mysterious feeling arose in his heart.
He took out "Li Yuan’s wooden puppet," and with a slight thought, a cold aura erged from the puppet and quickly wrapped around his hand. He pushed the door again.
From behind the door ca the sound of chiseling, "clang clang," as if the eerie craftsman had sensed sothing, and he slightly turned his head, looking toward the door with malice and resentnt.
Bang!
Li Yuan felt a chill run down his spine and hurriedly closed the door.
The next mont, he put away the puppet and opened the door again, finding the miscellaneous task workers once more.
The workers stood up again, chuckling, and continued to respectfully chant "Ancestor."
Li Yuan closed the door for the third ti.
The workers behind him were completely bewildered.
But Li Yuan understood...
When he redeed his own wooden puppet, he also gained a special power, a mysterious power that only a specter would possess.
He could open the door...
And behind the door was the Carpenter’s Shop.
Following that, he tried using Pang Yuanhua’s wooden puppet, but it was of no use, clearly indicating that this puppet did not belong to him.
User Comments
0 comments from readers