Holy Bone

Chapter 110 Who Is the Loyalty of a Scholar?Bone decay should still be remembered (8K large chapter, please subscribe)

Man Mo Temple at night.

Return to silence.

It is as lively as the crowds of people during the day.

There is a sharp contrast.

do not know why.

In addition to Taoist temples and monk temples, like some folk temples, at night, Jin'an always gives Jin'an a sense of uneasiness and gloom.

No matter the past life.

Still now.

It made him feel uncomfortable anyway.

According to the words of the folk elders, temples are not temples, and the incense temples built by the folks are the easiest to hide dirt and worship wild gods of unknown origin.

And these wild gods are not orthodox gods.

They are all demons, sprites, demons and monsters who have changed, and then deceive the ignorant people, harm the village, and eat virgins or young girls to protect the safety of one side.

This kind of evil behavior is not a righteous god at first glance.

Jin An Hun'er drifted to the vicinity of the Wenwu Temple, and saw that although the Wenwu Temple was quiet at night, there were many lanterns lit outside the temple, and many government officials were patrolling.

Although these yamen servants are martial arts practitioners.

But they are all ordinary people who have only practiced martial arts three or two times, and their blood is not strong enough to affect Jin'an.

How can I say that Jin An is also a person who is carrying Liu Ding Liu Jia talisman now.

There are twelve righteous gods covering it.

I have someone above me!
It's a righteous god!
Not wild gods!

Is it comparable to ordinary Yuanshen out of body?Jin An even straightened his waist.

The Man Mo Temple shrouded in the night looks normal at first glance. Even at night, the incense burns in the Man Mo Temple are still strong and brightly lit, as bright as daytime.

During the daytime today, Jin An had already learned from Li Yanchu that there was an ever-burning lantern in Wenwu Temple, which would never go out.

The ever-burning lamp here is naturally not the kind of whale oil ever-burning lamp in the mausoleum.

The wisdom of the ancients is broad and profound, and they have invented the principle of long-burning lamps long ago. In the lotus lamp building carved in stone, a double-layer mechanism is set up to allow the lamp oil to be burned, cooled, and recycled repeatedly.

Although this is not a real eternal light.

But it's okay to light up all night.

At dawn, the ever-burning lights were extinguished.

Knowing that there was something wrong with the green willows in Wenwu Temple, Jin An would not be so reckless as to go in directly, unless he was messed up.

Jin An observed around the Wenwu Temple, and then found a place with the best view, and his spirit began to rise, intending to take advantage of the open terrain he found to see everything inside the Wenwu Temple at a glance.

He has measured the terrain.

The open terrain I'm looking for now can just see the location of the green papaya willow.

And the distance between the two is hundreds of feet.

Enough for him to watch carefully.

Jin An felt the turbid air of the night, and his soul floated and floated higher and higher. First, he saw the ever-burning lamps lit up in the Wenwu Temple.

These ever-burning lamps are dotted like stars, illuminating the topography and temples in Man Mo Temple.

At the same time, it also took photos of Qingqian Liu.

There is no abnormality in the Cyclocarya paliurus at night, just like the ones seen during the day, with the breeze blowing gently and the branches fluttering gently.

ding ding ding-

The wishing bamboo plaques hanging on the branches jingle and collide in the night wind, which is as crisp and melodious as wind chimes.

"Ok?"

Jin An's eyes moved, and he stared at the direction under the canopy of the Cyclocarya paliurus.

Haoyue is in the sky.

The moonlight shines down.

Under the Qingqianliu, in front of a desk, an old Confucian scholar in a moon-white Confucian shirt, with a noble and upright body, is vigorously writing calligraphy and painting in front of the desk.

Seeing this middle-aged Confucian scholar, Jin An suddenly remembered a poem——

Who is the loyalty of a scholar?Bone decay should still exist in this thought.

The righteousness of this old Confucian scholar is indeed very appropriate at this time.

Jin An looked at the upright old Confucian scholar who was concentrating on writing and writing under the willow tree, and frowned. Unfortunately, he was too far away, and he couldn't see clearly what the old Confucian scholar was writing madly.
A hundred feet away, Jin An watched for a while, then quietly turned and floated away.

Naturally, he would not pretend to be dead and visit the Wenwu Temple at night.

Then put yourself in deep danger.

And it's been so long since the soul came out of the body for the first time tonight. Although there are six Ding Liujia talismans to warm and nourish the soul, it is still a little bit exhausted after all.

Jin An drifted back to his residence.

But he didn't return to his place immediately.

Instead, I started to find all the copper coins on my body... Fortunately, he didn't have much loose money on him, and the old Taoist priest was really poor. All the copper coins on the two of them plus one piece were not found.

According to Jin An's conjecture.

Those copper coin leaves should only be visible when the soul is out of the body, and they cannot be seen with the naked eye.

Otherwise, the Taoist or Buddhist masters who passed by would have discovered the abnormality in Chang County.

But a master who can get out of his body and wander freely between heaven and earth, who would have his soul out of his body every day, and use his soul to carefully examine an inconspicuous copper coin?
After checking all the copper coins in the house and seeing that there was nothing unusual, Jin An put the Liuding Liujia Talisman back into the palm of his body.

Then the soul returns to its place.

After returning to his soul, Jin An's physical body closed his eyes, but when he stood up, he felt severe dizziness, his spirit was listless, and his face was slightly pale.

Jin An understands.

I was shocked and hurt my soul, so I felt very mentally exhausted.

So this night.

Jin An has been holding the Liuding Liujia talisman, carefully pondering it, observing the rhythm of the twelve righteous gods and divine ways on it.

When the rooster crowed the next day and the sky and the earth broke dawn, Jin'an put away the Six Ding Liujia Talisman.

After a night of observing the divine way and nourishing his energy and spirit, he was alive and well again and returned to normal.

Jin An's eyes showed joy.

It was a very wise move for him to confer the Six Ding Liujia Talisman this time.

Surprise him again and again.

The old Taoist fell asleep, woke up refreshed, and began clamoring to go to Wenwu Temple to sell his yellow talismans early.

Before the old Taoist priest was about to go out, Jin An approached the old Taoist priest. Jin An stopped the old Taoist priest and told him not to set up a stall in Wenwu Temple today.

Jin An's reason is simple.

"Old Daoist, I'll take care of all your yellow talismans."

"Don't go to Wenwu Temple to set up a stall selling yellow talismans today."

Before the old Taoist could answer, Jin An had already paid three taels of silver in advance, which was more than enough to buy all the yellow talismans on the old Taoist.

Naturally, Jin An would not haggle over every detail with the old Taoist priest.

Although the old Taoist was startled, Jin An's generous hand made the old Taoist smile with joy, his eyes narrowed so that he could hardly see his eyes.

The old Taoist didn't like Wenwu Temple at first, and now he can get rid of all the yellow talismans without being exposed to wind, sun and rain. He is very happy, very happy.

"Little brother, I am also a rich man now, let's go, I will treat you to eat two soup dumplings, little brother." The old Taoist priest held three taels of silver in his hand, and suddenly felt that he was the only one in the world, and he spoke with great confidence.

Jin An is happy.

"Old Daoist, why don't you ask me why I suddenly bought all your yellow talismans, and why I stopped you from going to Wenwu Temple?"

The old Taoist blinked at Jin An: "Old Daoist, I have been in the rivers and lakes for most of my life. Although I don't understand the set of principles written by scholars in books, even though I have read them for more than a month, I haven't found gold in the books of scholars. Ordinary people only know one truth that is too vulgar to be vulgar, and don't ask the bottom line, even if the father and son are deeply in love, they will turn against each other, and it is rare to be confused once in life."

"If you want to tell me, little brother, naturally you don't need to ask me, little brother, you will also take the initiative to tell me, little brother. If you don't say it now, it's just that the time has not come."

The old Taoist said that he had already left the house, and hurriedly urged Jin'an to leave quickly. Now it is a temple fair, and there are many tourists from other places. If it is too late, I am afraid that there will be no vacancies in the stall early.

Jin An looked at the frizzy old Taoist priest, and felt that the old Taoist has traveled all over the world for so many years, and he has been able to live in peace and integrity until now. Perhaps the greatest reliance is not on his own skills, but that he has already seen through the human heart and complicated human relationships!

Sophisticated.

Alive.

Jin'an just finished praising the old Taoist priest, wait a minute, what the hell is the father-son relationship?
Why do I always feel that the old Taoist is deliberately taking advantage of me?
In fact, it wasn't that Jin An didn't want to tell the old Taoist. What he saw last night was mainly because he hadn't figured out how to tell the old Taoist in words.

Out of the body, traveling all the way at night, this is no longer the skill of ordinary Qi practitioners!

After all, there are too many secrets in him, so he needs to be careful with his words in everything.

Jin An, who knew that the old Taoist priest took advantage of his mouth, bickered and quarreled with the old Taoist priest all the way. The old Taoist priest was like an old boy, an old urchin, young at heart, and always liked to get together with young people.When the couple, one old and one young, finished feeding the greedy sheep tied in the yard and were about to open the door to find food, they never expected someone to visit them early in the morning.

crunch--

When the old wooden courtyard door was opened from the inside, and standing outside the door, Feng Butou, who was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, was taken aback for a moment, and then saluted Jin An and the old Taoist: "Young Master Jin An, Daoist Chen What a coincidence, this is about to go out for breakfast?"

"It just so happens that Mr. Feng hasn't eaten breakfast yet, and these two have been making the two of you run around for the yamen these days. Today, Mr. Feng will invite Mr. Jin'an and Mr. Chen to have a meal."

"Deshanlou? Babao chicken?"

The old Taoist has always been obsessed with the mellow and delicious eight-treasure chicken.

Catcher Feng smiled wryly: "It's still early, and Deshan Building has not yet opened for business."

After the group of three sat down at a secluded, clean morning stall that only the locals knew about, without too many noisy tourists from other places, Jin An looked at Feng Baotou, who looked haggard and had big dark circles under his eyes, and asked, "Feng But the head catcher didn't sleep last night, and he spent the whole day searching for the address on the stone tablet at the bottom of the river?"

"Exactly, because of the Qingshui Gang case, I haven't closed my eyes for two days and two nights. It seems that not only others can see it, but even Mr. Jin'an can see that my mental state is not good."

Feng Catcher rubbed his temples, his voice was a little hoarse, and he said tiredly: "It seems that after this temple fair, Feng will take a leave of absence from the yamen and take a good rest for a while."

Feng catcher is too tired.

Somewhat sad.

Jin An: "I searched all day yesterday, but Catcher Feng has found what he was looking for?"

Catcher Feng took a deep breath: "I have found it."

Jin An was surprised: "All of them?"

Catcher Feng nodded solemnly: "It's all of them."

hiss!

The old Taoist interjected, "Is this going to raze half of Chang County to the ground?"

"What do these people want to do?"

The old Taoist's words caused Jin An and Feng Butou to fall into a brief silence.

Good luck.

The conspiracy behind the scenes failed.

Otherwise, when the time comes, people will really die.

After being silent for a while, Jin An asked again: "What did the county magistrate say?"

Catcher Feng thought for a while, and then replied: "Magistrate Zhang has sent two groups of people, one by water and one by land, rushing to Fucheng to report the matter."

for this answer.

Jin An was not surprised.

After all, it was involved in the gunpowder case, so it really needed to be reported to the higher administrative unit.

Jin An looked at the exhausted Feng Butou: "Feng Butou suddenly visited me and the old Taoist this morning, but what happened?"

Faced with Jin An's words, Feng Baotou shook his head: "That's not true. This time, one big case after another was involved. Feng suddenly felt physically and mentally exhausted, unable to meditate or fall asleep, so he wanted to find Personally, I talk about it, and I feel bored, but I searched all over Quanchang County, and there is no one worthy of close friendship, who can talk about the secrets in my heart... Finally, without knowing it, I went to the residence of Mr. Jin'an and Daochang Chen."

"Feng catcher's words are wrong. How do I feel, the old Daoist? Feng catcher is treating the little brother and the old daoist as if he was playing a hook-up? I'm in a bad mood, so I come to the hook-up to listen to the music?"

The old Taoist just finished speaking, kick!pedal!

Jin An and the old Taoist Qi Qi moved the long bench sitting under their buttocks, a few steps away from Feng catcher, and looked at Feng catcher in shock.

Unexpectedly, Catcher Feng, you are this kind of person!
Captain Feng, please respect yourself!

Catcher Feng was stunned, and then hurriedly defended himself with a dark face.

It wasn't until the morning stall owner brought some steamed buns that Jin An and the old Taoist sat back down again. While eating, Jin An asked casually, "Captain Feng, how long have you been working in Chang County? Years?"

"How much does Catcher Feng know about Wenwu Temple?"

"Do you know in detail what happened to Qingqian Liu in Wenwu Temple ten years ago?"

Feng catcher took a bite of the meat bun, then snorted and drank a bowl of warm soy milk to warm himself up, then thought: "Ten years ago, Feng was just a little martial artist, and he didn't work in Chang County. In [-], because the new magistrate of Chang County took office, the yamen was short of manpower, so the government transferred Feng to Chang County as a head arrester."

"Feng doesn't know much about Wenwu Temple and what happened ten years ago. Only the prefect magistrate knows about it. By the way, Zhao Butou should also know about this. Zhao Butou is a native of Chang County. Ten years ago Catcher Zhao should know about this matter."

Feng catcher thought and recalled more memories, and continued to answer: "Although Feng is not very clear about Qingqian willow, out of curiosity about Qingqian willow, I also checked the county annals and The copybook, this green qianliu seems to be involved in several dynasties ago."

"How many dynasties ago?" Jin An was surprised, but within reason.

Cyclocarya paliurus is a thousand-year-old tree.

If it is true, in a thousand years, in some dynasties with short dragon veins, three or four dynasties can already be changed.

"According to the records in the county annals, a few dynasties ago in Chang County, there was a great Confucian who was not only knowledgeable but also good at riding and shooting. He died in battle in order to expel foreign invasion. It seems that the establishment of Wenwu Temple is related to this great Confucian. , is regarded as a noble integrity by the people."

"But after all, it's been too long, and what happened a few dynasties ago was only vaguely mentioned, so Feng knows only so much."

Great Confucianism?
The sky cannot die, the earth cannot be buried, and the world of Jie Zhi cannot be polluted, and no one can stand without a great Confucianism.

In this world, there are not many people who can be called Great Confucianists...

Speaking of Confucian scholars, Jin An thought of all the things he saw when Yuanshen came out of his body last night, so he asked again: "Feng Butou, did the yamen receive a report last night that there was a man in a gambling stall?" A gambler, accidentally fell and died suddenly?"

Catcher Feng glanced at Jin An in surprise: "It's true."

"But I did not handle the case. When Feng returned to the yamen to report on his duties this morning, he only overheard a few yamen servants chatting about it."

"Why, Mr. Jin'an knew the deceased?"

Jin An took a deep breath.

really.

Last night, I saw that the leaves of copper coins absorb the yang energy and soul of people, it is not fake!
The three of them ate a few baskets of steamed stuffed buns, but they couldn't eat much money. In the end, Jin'an paid the copper coins, and these copper coins were naturally clean copper coins.

Not black money.

……

After leaving the morning stall, the group of three did not go back to the residence immediately, but changed their way to the direction of the city wall first.

While eating steamed buns, Jin'an had already asked Feng Butou that every city gate in Changxian County indeed had a treasure, which was a Tai Chi gossip mirror.

Then Jin An proposed to Feng Butou that he wanted to take a look at these townships in Chang County for himself.

Feng catcher does not doubt it.

He now trusts Mr. Jin'an even more than Xinzhang County Magistrate. After all, Mr. Jin'an has saved his life many times. As the saying goes, saving a life is like giving birth to a parent. Although every time I follow Mr. Jin'an, I will always get hurt more...

After checking all the towers, Jin An guessed them all.

Those townships have all been splashed with filthy black water, and their spirituality has been lost.

When Feng Butou saw these townships that were maliciously splashed with sewage, he was very angry, but because of different responsibilities, the soldiers of these towers were not under his control, so Feng Butou had no choice.

Those soldiers showed indifference and impatience to the destruction of the township.

Looking at the backs of the three people who left, these soldiers guarding the city gate were still puzzled.

"Meddle in your own business, isn't it just a mirror? Just wipe it clean with a cloth if it's dirty. It's not a valuable thing. It's like those of us brothers who guard the city gate with the scorching sun, wind, sun and rain every day. It seems so easy."

"There is nothing in this world that is not dirty."

Those soldiers were chewing people's tongues behind their backs.

In folk mythology, this kind of person will go to hell after death, and he will go to hell with his tongue pulled out.

"People's hearts are unpredictable, day and night, people's hearts are the most difficult to guard against." The old Taoist suddenly shook his head and said with a feeling.

"What does Daoist Chen say?" Catcher Feng asked whenever he had any questions, and he was not ashamed to ask.

He is not the kind of person who slaps a swollen face and desperately wants to save face.

The old Taoist then explained: "These suppressors are ordinary ghosts, dirty things, people in the evil way, and they can't get close to them at all, but only poor and ordinary people in the world can't guard against them."

"Those towns were destroyed by ordinary people pouring filth on them."

When Feng catcher heard this, he was both surprised and angry: "Could it be that someone is eating inside and outside?"

The old Taoist clicked to stop.

Not stated.

A wandering Taoist like him is not qualified to comment on the affairs of the local government.

So, that's why, the old Taoist didn't bring up this matter when he was in the city tower before, and he didn't mention it to Butou Feng until after he left.

The villain is hard to guard against.

On the way back, Jin An asked Catcher Feng to help him find out, where did those suppressors come from?
See if there is still a chance to restore it, or ask for these Tai Chi Bagua mirrors again.

Other than that, Jin An and the old Taoist were helpless.

There is only so much he can do for Chang County.

"Young Master Jin'an, are those Tai Chi gossip mirrors hanging on the city tower really useful?"

Jin An didn't tell Feng Butou what happened last night.

He can't say that I broke one of the Taiji gossip mirrors on your city tower, so I can find out that there is something wrong with the township in Chang County?

Then he is really good.

Seeing Jin An nod his head, Catcher Feng already knew it, with a solemn expression on his face, and planned to pay more attention to this matter himself.

There were no accidents along the way, and he returned directly to Jin'an's residence.

However, looking at the bustling Chang County temple fair everywhere, the street market was crowded with people, and Jin'an was a little worried along the way.

"The matter of Man Mo Temple has been going on for ten years."

"It's definitely not something that can be resolved immediately. This matter has to be decided before it is moved."

"Looks like I have to go out of my body again tonight. I'll find the two erratic servants from last night and ask about Wenwu Temple and Qingqianliu..."

"If there are yin and shackles causing chaos and disturbing the order of the yang world, these yin and shackles in the underworld should have the responsibility to maintain the order of yin and yang."

Jin An thought to himself, a decision has been made.

If even the bad luck can't solve the problem, Chang County's disease is too deep, and the county magistrate Zhang can only suspend the temple fair in advance, and then cut down the green willow or directly blow up the Wenwu Temple.

Regardless of whether County Magistrate Zhang would listen to his advice or not, he would take the old Taoist and the goat and run as far as he could. Anyway, he would never set foot on the border of Chang County again in his life.

It happened that the government of Chang County searched a large number of gunpowder privately hidden by the people yesterday, and there is no shortage of gunpowder for bombing temples.

However, Jin An has another doubt in his heart...

"Looks like I'll ask those two servants to clarify tonight." Jin An mused inwardly, his eyes revealing his thoughts.

It's a pity that he doesn't know the formula of the highly poisonous paraquat. If there is paraquat, it will be mixed into the water for watering the trees by virtue of the colorless and odorless properties of paraquat, and the willow willow will be watered to death secretly without anyone noticing.

There is nothing that a bucket of paraquat can't kill.

If there is.

Then pour a hundred barrels!
Paraquat itself is a colorless, odorless, transparent liquid. Later, in order to prevent people from ingesting it by mistake, odorants and emetics were added.

Feng Butou sat in the yard for a while, and after marveling at the fat and strong goats tied in the yard, Feng Butou bid farewell.

But before leaving, Catcher Feng mentioned another matter to the old Taoist priest: "Chen Daochang, I don't know if you have extra yellow talismans to exorcise evil and ward off evil spirits, I want to buy some from Chen Daochang for personal use, just for peace of mind."

Faced with Feng Catcher wanting to buy the yellow talisman, the old Taoist was embarrassed.

Chief Feng was puzzled.

Jin An who was still on the side smiled and said, "How many coins does Catcher Feng have?"

"It's better to buy a few more."

"One penny and one yellow talisman."

Jin'an sold the yellow talisman at this price, completely losing money, half sold and half given away.

Feng Butou looked at Jin'an in surprise, and then at the old Taoist priest. Monk Zhang Er was a little puzzled for a while, what kind of play is this?

It turns out that Taoist priests have stopped selling Taoist talismans these days.

Instead, martial arts practitioners have switched to selling Dao talismans?

"There are several Taoist temples outside Chang County that are rumored to be very effective. A yellow talisman that has been consecrated can be sold for five to ten yuan. Mr. Jin'an doesn't need to take care of you and me, but sell me at a loss, my dear." Brother is still clear about the account, so sell me for ten fen and one yellow talisman."

"Mr. Jin'an, don't insist anymore, otherwise Feng would rather not. Feng is not the kind of person who likes to covet petty gains."

Feng Catcher is high-spirited and upright.

Jin An gave Feng Butou a thumbs up.

When the old Taoist was busy hearing that Feng Catcher actually offered ten cents to buy him a yellow talisman, his heart ached so much that he beat his chest and stamped his feet.

Jin An was amused by the old Taoist priest.

But people like Feng Datou who spend a lot of money are in the minority after all.

If others are willing to pay ten cents to buy talisman water, they must go to the local Taoist temple or Buddhist temple where the incense burns.Or the talisman water of a reckless man?

It's not that the old Taoist's yellow talisman must be invalid.

Mainly, it's human nature.

brand effect.

Shopping is still the fragrance of century-old stores.

When Jin An took all the copper coins on his body, 36 Wen, from Feng Butou, he asked Feng Butou to wait for him for a while, and he went into the house to get the yellow talisman.

There are thousands of yellow talismans he bought from the old Taoist priest, but the exact number is not clear. He just bought them in silver packets with two or three patterns, so he definitely can't carry all these yellow talismans with him.

That was a sack of yellow symbols.

When Jin An held the 36 Wen coins given by Feng Datou in his hand, he untied the hemp rope that tied the mouth of the sack, and reached out to pick out the yellow talisman in the sack.

When he was about to get five yellow talismans for Catcher Feng, a miraculous scene happened.

An evil talisman that accidentally touched a copper coin in the palm of his hand actually set himself on fire without fire. At the same time, a copper coin in Jin An's hand, which had nothing abnormal, turned into a copper coin leaf under his nose.

But the leaves of the copper coins were already withered and yellow at this time, as if the moisture had been dried by the fire, withered and yellow, curled up, and lost all moisture.

Jin An's heart once again felt the Dao Sensation!

Hope!
Yinde——

Eight hundred and fifty-nine!
Finally broke 58, but 59!

Jin An was taken aback for a moment.

Then have fun.

Rough!
Then he tried one by one again, but this time there were no copper coins turned into dead leaves by evil spirits.

But soon, another question puzzled Jin'an.

Jin An frowned: "Why is this happening?"

"Willows are divided into yang trees and yin trees..."

"Qianqianliu is miraculous overnight..."

"Obviously it is the Yangmu Qingqianliu that grows in the open terrain, with plenty of sunshine, and bears the incense of hundreds of families, but ten years ago, it mutated overnight into the Yinmu Qingqianliu that eats human souls... One yin and one yang, could it be the same thing? Does it have anything to do with it?"

"During the day, is it Yang Qian that has been in the hands of hundreds of schools?"

"At night, is it the dark money that eats people's souls?"

"That's right, copper coins are also divided into positive and negative sides, there are characters on the front and no characters on the back, there are yang and yin!"

The more Jin An thought about it, the clearer his thinking became.

Mosai suddenly opened up.

After thinking about all this, Jin An looked down at the sack of more than 2000 yellow talismans, and then looked up at the direction of the Wenwu Temple Fair.

After sending Feng Butou away, Jin An looked for the old Taoist priest with a serious face.

"Old Daoist, I'm going to set up a stall at the temple fair to make money."

After hearing this, the old Taoist expressed his disbelief: "Little brother, you can push me down. You just stopped the old Taoist from setting up a stall in Wenwu Temple this morning."

Jin An said seriously and seriously: "A man must make good money. Don't worry about whether a woman loves you or not all day long. Wu Gaofeng will come, and flowers and butterflies will come."

Old Taoist: "?"

Old Taoist: "Little brother, can you speak human language?"

Jin An's tone was very firm: "I must go to the temple fair to set up a stall to make money."

"Then little brother, have you thought about setting up a stall to sell something? Don't say that Feng catcher spent ten yuan to buy a yellow talisman for the little brother. The little brother is going to carry the sack of yellow talismans that I sold you, the old man, and run away." If you go to Wenwu Temple, you can sell them for ten cents a piece, so you can earn the difference, right?"

"Feng Butou is willing to spend ten renminbi to buy you a yellow talisman out of love. Little brother, wake up, no one else will spend ten renminbi to buy you a yellow talisman."

The old Taoist twisted his beard and said, he felt that he had to wake up the dreamer with a word, the little brother is really not a business mind.

Jin An tilted his head and looked at the old Taoist priest: "Who said I went to sell yellow talismans?"

"I'm really going to make money!"

"I'm going to set up a stall at the temple fair, and recycle a large amount of second-hand copper coins, and the large quantity is preferential!"

After listening to Jin An's words, the old Taoist opened his mouth wide. Because he was too surprised, he couldn't control the force of twisting his beard in his hand.

Click.

A beard was torn off by the old Taoist priest, and the old Taoist hissed in pain, breathing cold air.

"Little brother, don't you have a fever and talk nonsense today?"

Jin'an has already shown his determination to make money with practical actions. He started to find out all the bank notes and silver, and planned to go to the bank to exchange some broken silver and loose money later.

He wasn't joking with the old Taoist priest.

He really went to recycle a lot of second-hand copper coins.

He really wants to make money.

Jin An took down a wooden board from his home, then found a pen and ink, ground it, and then frantically wrote the advertisements he had thought up on the wooden board.

The old Taoist priest who tore off a beard and his jaw muscles were still throbbing with pain, rubbed his chin while poking his head curiously, ready to read what Jin An wrote.

As a result, when he saw the recycling price ratio of second-hand copper coins written on the wooden board, there was a click, and the old Taoist tore off another beard on his chin.

Hiss!it hurts!
But heartache far exceeds physical pain!

"It's over, crazy, crazy!"

"Little brother, you are definitely going to lose money!"

"Little brother, don't be too hard on yourself. You are not making money. You are a stupid son of a rich man who is clearly a local rich man and ran to give money to others!"

The old Taoist felt sorry for the money, and hugged Jin An, desperately preventing Jin An from going out to lose money and do business.

"Little brother, are you bewitched? No, little brother, you don't have a hot forehead, you don't have a fever and you are talking nonsense! How can you not even distinguish between making money and losing money!"

Jin An was amused by the old Taoist priest who hung on him like a koala and prevented him from going out to "make money", but he also knew that the old Taoist cared about him, and he felt warm in his heart.

"Old man, you come down first."

"I do not!"

"Old Taoist, you are obedient, you come down first, and we will talk slowly when we have something to say."

"No! Old Daoist, whatever I say today, I will stop you from losing money, little brother."

"Old Daoist, you beat me!"

Old Taoist: "?"

Old Taoist: "!"

(End of this chapter)