The Lord of Reincarnation

Zhengyang City.

Qianjia Rice Shop.

The old shopkeeper sent a guest away with a smile on his face, and then turned around, his expression gloomy: "This is not right!"

"The shopkeeper, we are running out of grain and rice in our warehouse. This is really new..."

An errand guy came over with a smile on his face: "There have been several waves of high-profile customers today. It's really generous. We all raised 30% of the price, but it was still a deal. It's still real money!"

"Real gold and silver? Real gold and silver!"

The old shopkeeper suddenly came to his senses and came to the cash cabinet: "Those waves of guests used gold to pay their bills?"

"Yes, some are golden sand, some are gold nuggets, some are bamboo tube gold, obviously melted by themselves..."

The gentleman who settled the accounts said slowly: "Why are there so many guests using gold recently?"

Seemingly seeing the shopkeeper's concern, he smiled again: "Don't worry, shopkeeper, I have carefully checked it, it's not medicine gold, medicine silver, it's 98% real gold, can you trust our old Xue's eyes? "

"That's amazing!"

The old shopkeeper was not angry, just stroked his beard: "This is the first time in my life that I have seen this strange thing."

At this moment, a guy ran in, and Gululu raised his neck and drank a pot of tea. It was the one the old shopkeeper sent out to inquire about the news.

"How is it? Can you hear it?"

The old shopkeeper's expression changed and asked.

"Most of these people who buy grain are from the original villagers, and they are also from Qingquan Mountain... Although they are well hidden, I still find out, there may be... a gold mine!"

The buddy said greedily: "There are some rogues in the city who have been going to see the lively together for a long time, but they were almost beaten back by hundreds of farmers. That posture doesn't look like a fake!"

"Hs...gold mine?"

The ears of the people present stood up, their eyes lit up, and then they were a little sad.

Obviously, if he gets his turn and has a chance to make a fortune, how can this guy come back?

"The villagers nearby are really lucky!"

Xue accountant couldn't help but envied, his eyes were a little red.

"So that's how it is..."

The old shopkeeper heaved a sigh of relief: "This is also because they have fortune... But in the end, it is still necessary for the cheap big family to follow the official master..."

If there really is a gold mine, how can the villagers keep it?

And the gold mine is deep, how much surface is there? At most, search for a little extra money.

The final big head still has to fall on the government.

But after knowing this, he felt a lot more relaxed: "I said why so many high-rollers are all digging for gold... Huh? Why do they spend it so quickly, don't they know the reason why the money is not revealed? Although the people are ignorant, they are still cunning... not good, I'm afraid there is something wrong with this gold!"

He quickly grabbed a gold nugget, repeatedly weighed it, and tested it, but he couldn't see any flaws.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blows.

The old shopkeeper seemed to have lost his eyes, and the gold in front of him turned into a pebble.

"what?"

He was startled, rubbed his eyes, continued to look, and found that it was still a stone.

"The shopkeeper..."

Next to him, the voice of the accountant Xue also trembled: "Sand... How come the Jinsha has become sand..."

He looked at the gold that had turned into limestone and gravel, and felt that his whole person was not well.

"Blindfolding method! The legendary blindfolding method?"

A thought surfaced uncontrollably, causing him to scream.

"No, it's not a trick!"

The old shopkeeper slowly shook his head.

In the past, all kinds of experiments have been used, and even the means of splashing black blood have been used. If the legendary magic method, it would have been broken long ago.

He didn't know that ordinary Daoists, even if they had the ability to obscure their eyes, could only confuse their sense of sight. Coupled with the drawbacks of incense and wishing, they were indeed overcome by filthy things, and this was effective and spread among the people.

It's a pity that this kind of soil method is useless against the upper art.

He thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure it out. Looking at the worthless rubble, he suddenly became so irritated that a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, and he passed out just like that.

...

night.

money family.

"Father, this time our family has suffered a terrible loss... The grain inventory has gone to 70%, and a pile of stones has been obtained for nothing... It can't be done like this."

A young man was holding the ledger and felt distressed like gouging out flesh.

I was very happy when I saw the steady stream of gold coming into my account before, but at this time I was so depressed that I wanted to vomit blood.

The head of the Qian family is named Qian Shangmu. At this time, his face is still, but his body is twitching slightly, which clearly shows that his heart is extremely uneasy: "This matter... can't be ignored, but there are too many people buying food, my Qian family No matter how powerful you are, can you overwhelm so many people in one breath? After all, my family is only a grain merchant, and the adults behind will not force the people to rebel. Do you still think that Zhengyang Mansion is not chaotic enough?"

The young man sighed, knowing that after the incident in Dazheng County, the officials were very sensitive to this kind of thing, and many behaviors were restrained.

"master!"

At this time, there was another knock on the door outside.

"Money is expensive, come in."

Qian Shang Moudao, the young man recognized that the person who came was the second housekeeper, and the person his father trusted the most.

"To the master, the son, please be safe."

Qian Gui saluted meticulously, giving people a sense of indifference.

But the young man knew that this was a poisonous snake kept by his father.

"What happened to what I asked you to investigate?"

Master Qian asked in a deep voice.

"The fake gold has already been seen by Taoists in Tongxuan Temple. It is said that Taoists can't make things that are so fake... and the source is Qingquan Mountain outside the city... I spent a lot of manpower to know that there was a person there a few days ago. Daoist, turn the Qingquan Spring into Jinsha Spring, and give gifts to the nearby villagers."

"The art of turning stone into gold, is it not a fairy descending to earth?"

Master Qian was startled, stood up, paced away, suddenly stopped, and said solemnly: "This is the end of this matter, and none of you are allowed to take revenge! If you encounter it, you should respect it..."

"Father, why?"

The young man was puzzled. This kind of behavior of slapping the left face and the right face made him extremely incomprehensible.

"People are immortals who have attained the Tao, and the game is red dust... How can we mortals dare to compete with each other? My Qian family can't afford to be connected with Xuanguan, and I still want to provoke others?"

Qian Shangmu glared at his son: "If you still have such thoughts, I will kill you first, so as not to cause trouble for my family."

"Son dare not."

The authority of the feudal patriarch is unimaginable to outsiders.

The young man knelt down and kowtowed again and again.

Obviously, his father really has the ability to let him die, and the government will not care.

"Okay, that's it."

Master Qian waved his hand, his eyes were a little puzzled, and he murmured: "First come a white ape, and then a demon with strong Taoism... This Zhengyang Mansion, I'm afraid it will really be messed up..."

The battle is about money and logistics. .

If this is done, Zhengyang Mansion will be in chaos for a while.

Not to mention other things, it is almost impossible to kill Wang Shun of Baimao Village with the power of one government.