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The natural world is different from the martial arts film. It is impossible to move to silver. It is a nonsense to eat a meal of silver and live in a shop. That is all nonsense. For ordinary people, copper is the universal currency. Silver is a big denomination. Currency, and gold, let ’s put it this way, the country of Vietnam in this world is the same as ancient China. Because of the lack of precious metal resources, gold is basically not a universal currency. The silver and silver are usually said to have opened the foreign silver market in the past. A large amount of silver flows into Vietnam before the coinage issue begins. If you want to distinguish by price, the role of gold in this world can be compared with real-world checks.

If the white flower's silver is surprising enough, then a trick to throw a cheque is absolutely incredible.

Again, the precious metal resources in Vietnam are scarce. Ordinary families can work hard to save a thousand copper plates, but not necessarily one or two silver. As for gold, even in the earth, only Western countries rich in gold will use gold To issue coins, most people in this world have not touched gold, and they are still at the stage of using gold as jewelry and passing on their children.

The eyes of several wealthy sons and Miss Qianjin could not help but turned around, and then they were surprised.

It was a young man who threw out the gold. It didn't look like a noble king or grandson, nor was he a well-dressed official, or a thunderous official, but like an ordinary scholar. The pale blue scholar robe was worn and washed. No matter how clean it is, the rough material can't be concealed, but the expression on his face is amusing, and he can't see the concern for this piece of gold on the ground.

Who is this person?

Soon someone recognized him, and there was a lot of discussion.

"Isn't this An Xiucai, where did you come with so much money, your father is so poor that he can't even eat the food, could this gold not be picked up?"

"That's right, An Xiucai, you said you are so old. The students in the prefecture have already passed the test, and they can't make a name anymore. If you really pick up so much money, you'd better take it to build a house and marry a wife. You are a pretty talented person who has left the city of Binzhou, and you can be a teacher even if you do n’t have enough time. Can you always live your life? Is n’t it so wasteful, is it silly to read or read? "

"It turns out that your scholar is An Xiucai. Tell me honestly, how much gold did you pick up, where did you pick it up, don't throw it away from the government house, or I'll get a report later!"

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Some people care about him sincerely or pretentiously, others covet his money, and some people are silent, probably think that this ingot of gold is fake, maybe even calculating him secretly.

But he was unmoved, his expression calm.

Until the Taoist also looked at him in the eyes of everyone, he suddenly froze for a moment, and the greed of money on his face was instantly swept away, his expression solemn, and he paid a salute to him.

"Daoyou, I laughed."

Anyang frowned and thought for a long time that he should be the reason for his Kunlun decision. Since he can find the other party's something wrong, why can't the other party find his unusualness, but this person is obviously higher than himself. Only when he casts his spells can he feel the fluctuation of his energy, and he can see the anger in himself at a glance.

Don't waste the gold you lost.

This also made him more sure of his thoughts. This world is a world of monasticism. Whether there is a fairy or not, there is one in front of the monk.

It's just that he coughed too much.

The old man behind him patted him, and his gaze suddenly became weird: "Okay, you scholar are hidden."

Anyang ignored him, and bowed his hand to the Taoist: "Long Taoist, let's get started."

The Taoist nodded his head, and said a few words to the surrounding officials before patting the little Taoist's head.

"Go, Qinghong."

"Yes, Master."

I saw that the little Taoist jumped on the hemp rope like a monkey, and soon climbed higher and higher, and higher and higher, and disappeared. It was like going to the cloud, and the rope did not shake, and the onlookers were amazed and repeated. At a high distance, let alone a twine, even a long iron rod will sway.

A short time later, a peach fell, as big as a bowl, bright red and attractive, and smelled of a fragrant, mouth-watering.

The onlookers exclaimed again, a group of children's faces were flushed, shouting immortals, immortals and the like, and many people stared at the peach intently, saying that the scholar who wanted to pick the peach was even more Throwing a lot of money on the ground, shouting for Taoists to pick a few more and eat them separately.

At this moment, the rope was broken, and the head of the rope that fell straight into the cloud fell softly and spread into a mess on the ground.

Suddenly silent around.

Even Anyang opened his eyes wide.

How is this going?

How did the rope break, and where did the abnormal child who climbed the rope go?

The Taoist also panicked, pinched his fingers, and said in horror: "Not good, I was afraid that it was when my disciples went to Pantaoyuan to steal the peaches, they were found by the guards of the guardian garden and cut the rope. I have to find a way to save my disciples and take another piece of rope again! "

Having said that, he quickly glanced at the box and said, "It's gone, the rope is gone, what can I do!"

The people around were also anxious, shouting to let Taoists and so on, they went back to get the rope.

At this moment, the candle on the box was extinguished, the incense was not burning, the curling smoke was cut off, and even the lid of the box was automatically slammed.

The Taoist face suddenly turned white.

Suddenly a small black spot appeared in the sky, and it fell to the ground with a bang. When I looked closely, I found that it was a child's head, and his eyes were still open. From the crackling of the sky, the torso was the last, and the scene was **** for a moment.

The Taoist burst into tears.

"My disciples blame the teacher for letting you pick peaches in Pantaoyuan. How do you live as a teacher after you die? Do you want to be as lonely as before?"

"I blame the Heavenly Soldiers who killed that day, even the cruel separation of my corpse, it's so deceiving!"

"Look at the official, OK. Let's reward some money. Let me go back and bury my apprentice, buy a better coffin, choose a better burial place, and die at such a small age. I hope he can vote for a good one in his future life. Others! "

The onlookers all showed their unbearable looks, and the timid people did not even dare to read it again, but after hearing this sentence, they also unpacked, especially some women, they did not notice a few rich sons, Miss Qianjin and Anyang threw The fact that the real gold and silver on the ground is enough to buy a lot of coffins, some people even took out all the money they carried, resulting in at least enough money on the ground for ordinary entertainers to toss and turn for a year.

Probably they blamed themselves on part of the death of the little Taoist. Thinking that if they weren't coaxing, this cute little Taoist wouldn't risk picking peaches in Pantaoyuan, nor would he die without a whole body.

Only Anyang looked indifferent, anyway, the **** scenes were much more visible, not to mention the scenes on the ground were not **** in his eyes.

"Abnormal scans, the boy's bones and muscle structure are different from ordinary people. No blood vessels were scanned. The proportion of bones is seriously unbalanced. The muscle texture is greatly deviated and the internal organs are very different ..."

Anyang ’s heart and mind were indeed like this, and the corpse was much more visible. The limb section and internal organs of this little boy are indeed too strange. Not to mention that the structure is different from that of humans, even the color has deviations, and even the section of the head and neck and the throat The trachea can't be found, and the spine can't be seen in the back and neck. It's okay to deceive these ancients who have never seen the world.

This special effect is at most fifty cents.

"As a result of the analysis, the box is abnormal. After reflecting light and exposure, a face can be seen in the gap, and it is concluded that the boy is in the box."

Anyang silently listened to the chip analysis and the processed picture that appeared in the upper left corner of his line of sight. He could not help calmly sweeping the box, but unexpectedly this happened to be seen by the Taoist. He was slightly embarrassed, and he quickly returned to the ground as usual. All the money was picked up and collected into a purse.

Sure enough, after all the gold, silver, and copper coins on the ground were picked up by the Taoist, the expression of mourning on his face was immediately put away, and he bowed to everyone.

"Thank you all for watching, the next best moment is."

I saw him waving a hand and muttering a spell, and the body of the child on the ground suddenly turned into smoke and disappeared.

The onlookers' eyes suddenly widened.

Then the Taoist walked over and pulled open the box. The little Taoist was sitting quietly in the box just now. His eyes were black and dark, but the wax and the furnace were gone.

The mentor and apprentice performed a salute to the onlookers together, and then caused a wave of uproar, and all kinds of marvels and discussions continued.

The story-telling old man thought about it and commented: "This person used the blind eye method, which is considered a coincidence, and it's not bad, at least it can keep the fairy from being lost."

Anyang squeezed his mouth and did not speak. Even the blindfold method was not something ordinary people could figure out, nor was it a magician's method. The energy fluctuations everywhere could tell everything. After the old man had left, he was still standing there, and there were still people around him, and from time to time he turned his gaze on him, apparently coveting the generosity he had just shot, but he did not care about it.

The scholar who asked for Peaches stayed behind, followed by a quiet and delicate girl, and walked to him when the street was empty, and made a betrayal.

"Under Chen Keyuan, the word is long, may I ask my son Gao's name?"

Anyang glanced at him lightly, um, he is an elegant scholar, but, if he is not a plot character, he really doesn't want to have any intersection with a scholar.

"Anyang."

"Oh, it turned out to be the son of Anyang. Fortunately, I'm glad to meet. It is destiny to meet each other.

This person can also see that Anyang is not interested in him ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Even if he didn't make a press, he didn't even tell him that the meaning among the literati was already obvious, so he stopped self-consciousness. Uninteresting, she took the woman beside him called Qian Qian, and went up the river to enjoy the spring scenery.

Anyang stood still, looking at the Taoist who was packing up the box, and a group of curious children surrounded by the Taoist, learning the Taoist's previous appearance to make a hand salute.

"In Xian Anyang, it's polite."

The Taoist froze, put down his hand, and returned a salute to him, but at this time, his expression was indifferent, and he could not see at all that he was a street entertainer who tricked in order to survive.

"The poor Taoist surnamed Li is called Li Changsheng, the number is extremely bright, and he has seen Dao friends."

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