Poverty is just doing justice for the sky

Chapter 8
"Really?" Lin Yuan put his finger on his lips, beckoned the shopkeeper to keep his voice down, and then said to him from left and right: "The old haunted house in the west city is flooded, I don't know if the shopkeeper heard about it."

"How did you hear that? What does this have to do with you slandering my business?" The shopkeeper's nose is not his nose, his eyes are not his eyes, and his attitude has completely lost the hospitality he had at the beginning.

"Shopkeeper, haven't you heard any rumors since you've been in this business for a long time? For example... the unbound soul always loves to live in old objects..."

"Nonsense, what nonsense are you talking in broad daylight!" The shopkeeper was furious, but his eyes flicked uncontrollably, which was obviously a stubborn look.

"Shh, don't make noise," Lin Yuan picked up the fan on the table and gently fanned it: "Smell..."

The fan wind blows the smell of mahogany over. The smell of mahogany is rather bitter and cold, which is not fragrant, but today's bitter cold is mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers.

The shopkeeper was startled, his breath stuck in his throat, he couldn't utter a word, he just rolled his eyes, Lin Yuan quickly patted him on the back: "Don't worry, don't worry, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door if you don't do bad things, anyway. We never cheat."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper thumped and knelt down, tugging at Linyuan's sleeve, unable to say a word, with tears in his old eyes, mournful.

Lin Yuan spread his hands innocently and said: "Shopkeeper, I don't want you to play tricks, she lives in the abacus, whether to sell, how much to sell, you can decide for yourself."

The shopkeeper nodded hastily, got up and wrapped the ink thread, and then pinched his neck and forced a sound: "The abacus is still asking the master to get it by himself, the villain really dare not touch it."

Seeing his bitter appearance, Lin Yuan didn't feel embarrassed, and found some thick oil paper to wrap it up with three inner and outer layers.

"how much is it?"

"20 taels of silver." The shopkeeper trembled.

"Didn't count in the abacus?" Lin Yuan looked sideways in surprise.

"Forget it, mahogany is not expensive at all. My grandfather only spent three taels of silver when he bought it." The shopkeeper was ashamed.

The oil-paper bag jumped suddenly, like a dying fish slapping its tail, suddenly and violently, the shopkeeper screamed and hid behind Linyuan: "Help, master!"

At the same time, a thin sound transmission came from Linyuan's ear: "What are you doing?"

"Let's rest." Lin Yuan slapped the silver on the table, picked up the abacus and the ink thread and left, the shopkeeper watched him leave tremblingly and hurriedly closed the shop door.

Lin Yuan threw the ink line in his hand to play with, and the next step was to set up the formation.

But... During the day, the people in the city like to set up stalls and gather vendors in that empty space. They can't wait for dark to set up their formations. The daylily is cold.

He pressed the center of his eyebrows, it was difficult.

"Apricot blossoms are sweet and colorful. Wearing apricot blossoms will make you look beautiful, and you will be as beautiful as a fairy every year. Girls, buy a branch of apricot blossoms." Her face is more pink than apricot blossoms.

Lin Yuan had a flash of inspiration and thought of a bad idea.

So the flower girl was suddenly blocked, she raised her head in a daze: "Do you want to buy flowers, sir?"

"Buy, but you have to deliver it yourself." Lin Yuan showed a kind smile, and the little girl blushed when she saw his face clearly.

"Okay... okay." She lowered her head and Nuonuo responded.

Then the unsuspecting little girl was led by him into a remote alley.

He stopped in front of a wall and turned around: "Girl, is ten taels of silver enough?"

"It doesn't need that much." The little girl shook her head again and again: "It's not worth ten taels."

"Not only flowers, but also you." Lin Yuan held a gentle smile: "Is it enough to buy you for a day?"

The little girl was stunned. She looked at the handsome and relaxed face in front of her. The temperature on her face quickly reached her neck, and her whole body was so red that she didn't look like it: "Master... Slave, slaves don't sell themselves..."

"It's not selling yourself, I just buy you to help the poor for one day." Lin Yuan controlled himself to smile and treat each other sincerely: "Is it not enough for just one day?"

The little girl heard that she had misunderstood, and she was even more ashamed. She held the flower basket and twisted Nini: "Young master, please tell me, if I can, I will help."

"Just go to the bazaar just now and upload it. I had a nightmare last night. The content of the dream was that the Taishang Laojun went down to eliminate evil. From today's noon to tomorrow's dawn, no one can appear in the city's east market, especially today. Tonight, people in the whole city are not allowed to go out no matter what they hear, let alone watch it. Otherwise, they will offend the gods, and there will be a five-year drought."

He finished explaining in one breath, but saw the little girl stunned again, not sure whether she had listened or not.

"girl?"

"My family understands, young master rest assured."

"Repeat what I just said." Lin Yuan was still worried.

The little girl even claimed it was, and repeated it stammeringly: "The Supreme Lord, in his dream, must not be disturbed by anyone from noon to early tomorrow morning, let alone go out to peek, otherwise there will be a five-year drought."

"Remember, it must spread throughout the city before noon!" Lin Yuan solemnly instructed.

"Yes!" The little girl nodded firmly. Although she didn't know what he was going to do, seeing his upright face, she already believed him completely.

And she lived up to expectations, and successfully cleared the venue less than an hour before noon.

Xiao Linyuan put ten taels of silver into the flower basket, patted her head and praised her: "Well done, thank you very much, you can't go out tonight, remember."

"Well, I understand." The little girl took out the silver and handed the flower basket to Lin Yuan, with simple and innocent eyes: "This one belongs to you."

He laughed, took the flower basket and repeated: "Thank you."

The little girl shook her head, smiled back embarrassedly, and ran away quickly like a smart little rabbit.

This time, the venue was empty, so he made a fuss about it, and he slashed and spread out his baggage.

He spent the rest of his time arranging the magic circle.

Time passed by, and the sun moved westward a little bit. At first, there were people watching from a distance, but after finding out that he was really doing it, he dared not look at it again, for fear of offending the Taishang Laojun.

When it was Youshi, it was only evening, and the entire Ganming City was silent, with doors and windows of every house closed.It is about gods and natural disasters, no matter whether it is true or not, no one dares to join in the fun.

But the girl Cherry is an exception, she dared to come.

Before waiting for a reply, Lin Yuan didn't care much, threw the bronze mirror high with one hand and caught it again, and said in a cool tone: "Forget it, it's fine if you come, let you say goodbye for the last time, it's worth getting to know each other."

"What did you say!" Cherry stared at Lin Yuan displeased, her eyes burning with anger: "What did you do to brother Shentu?"

Lin Yuan smiled without saying a word, walked past her to the center of the empty field, stepped on the ground with his right foot, made a seal with his fingers, and as the mantra was recited, a vast magic circle appeared under his feet out of thin air, and the white light in the circle flowed, shining brightly.

Cherry was stunned, it turned out that she was not even qualified to help.

(End of this chapter)