After listening to Zhou Xiaoliu's words, the old man suggested: "Why don't I go and give a dream to my son later, your grandfather?"

"No!" Zhou Xiaoliu refused. The old man still remembered the dream, she didn't have any good fruits. It's better not to make any more extraneous branches.

Zhou Xiaoliu wiped the cup covered in soil with his sleeve, and saw a few chickens painted on it, including roosters, hens, and two chicks, which were quite vivid.

She turned the cup again, picked off the soil at the bottom of the cup, and the bottom of the cup was engraved with six fonts of "Ming Chenghua Year", she didn't know what year Chenghua was in, but if this thing was true, it was something from the Ming Dynasty. Things from the Ming Dynasty should be worth a lot of money, right?

The current price is not high, according to Zhou's mother's words, "the money is very valuable now", so can this thing be sold for a thousand yuan? Even if it can't, it can't be cheaper.

In the past few years, during the Chinese New Year, she followed Zhou's father and Zhou's mother to relatives, and the one who collected the New Year's money was either her brother or her brother, and she never had her share, and she didn't often go out and walk, so naturally she never picked up a penny on the side of the road.

Zhou Xiaoliu, who has never had money in his life, hugged the cup and was excited, that uncle was so good, she couldn't just say thank you and take such a valuable thing from him for nothing.

She caught up with the middle-aged male ghost and said, "Uncle, which is your grave, after I sell this for money, I will come out in three layers to buy you some dark clothes and dark coins to burn." ”

The middle-aged male ghost laughed: "Okay, good! I happen to be short of it!" This is really self-interested, there is an empty tomb under his grave, there used to be a master, but after its owner is reincarnated for a hundred years, the bones in the grave will be turned into powder in an instant when the master is reincarnated, and the tomb will have no owner.

The burial goods in the tomb naturally have no owner. The grave had probably been stolen before, and there was nothing left, and after a long time he had rummaged through it, he found such a cup that was still intact.

When the old man heard the dark clothes and coins, he also became excited, and he said to Zhou Xiaoliu: "Remember to give your grandfather and burn some too, after I bought the rune paper from the ghost, I can't even afford to go to the incense and candle shop opened by Chenghuang, and it's still early in Qingming!"

When the other ghosts heard the words "Dead Clothes and Dead Coins" and "Incense and Candle Shop", they also gathered. They were patronizing and having fun just now, and they didn't notice what was going on here. As soon as she heard that Zhou Xiaoliu was going to burn the clothes and coins for the middle-aged male ghost because the middle-aged male ghost gave her a cup, they all turned around and went to their own territory, planted their heads and hands in the ground, and groped for it.

But in the end, this place is remote, and there have been no rich people who have ever lived, died, or died here, and the things buried in the ground are really not very good, except for the porcelain cup, which is no longer considered an antique.

As the ghosts rummaged underground, Zhou Xiaoliu felt that the entire tomb mountain began to shake.

After a while, a group of "radish" pulled themselves out one by one, holding all kinds of old things in their hands, regardless of whether they could be sold or not, and handed them all to Zhou Xiaoliu.

"Put it on the ground, put it on the ground, I can't finish it. Zhou Xiaoliu was overwhelmed, she simply sat cross-legged on the ground, pointed to the open space in front of her and said.

"One by one, I'll make a note of that. ”

The ghosts piled up all the old things in their hands in front of Zhou Xiaoliu, and replied with a smile: "Don't remember, don't remember, I don't know if I can sell it for money? ”

Having said that, Zhou Xiaoliu still pulled out the grass in front of him, took a small stone and wrote it down on the ground: a pottery cup for the eldest grandfather, a bowl for the third grandmother, and a rusty piece of iron for the second uncle......

Grandpa Six, hey, it's a gold ring! This can be sold in the gold shop in the town, and it is the most convenient to realize it, and the antique has to be collected first, and then sold when it is ready.

When she had finished remembering, the ghosts said goodbye and went into their graves one by one. The old man was the last to go, and as soon as the old man's figure disappeared, a rooster "clucked...... Coo!", and then the roosters began to crow one after another in all the villages.

Zhou Xiaoliu looked at a large pile of old things with the smell of mud in front of him, dumbfounded, "Patronized and received, how can I bring this back!" she asked herself.

"Where did you come from with all this rags?" said the fat cat-like white tiger, who didn't know when it appeared.

"You don't care where they came from, figure out how to get them home for me. Zhou Xiaoliu said to the white tiger angrily, this thing suddenly left herself alone in the grave mountain, she can remember.

It saw that her tone was not very friendly, so it touched it with its paws, and obediently put all the old things into its head.

Zhou Xiaoliu pointed to the account she had written on the ground, and said to the white tiger: "Can you remember it?" Help me remember, I'll write it on the paper again when I get home, I'm afraid I'll be confused, after selling these things, I have to use thirty percent of the money to buy dark coins and burn them to them." ”

After the white tiger said that he had written it down, Zhou Xiaoliu scratched the fonts with stones, and then stepped on the soil on the ground with his feet, so as not to be seen by anyone.

"My grandfather asked me to ask you, can I reissue the Difu Spirit Card if it is lost?" Zhou Xiaoliu, who had finished extinguishing the traces, patted the soil stuck to his hands and remembered the old man's entrustment.

"You can't make it up, but you tell him not to worry, wait first, at most two years, you will have the ability to send him to the reincarnation platform. ”

The white tiger looked at Zhou Xiaoliu's forehead for a while, and then said with satisfaction: "I didn't expect the ghost qi in this mountain to be so strong, you have already absorbed so much, if you want to come for a few more nights, you will be able to break the second seal, and then I will take you to the city god's house for a walk!"

Zhou Xiaoliu took the white tiger and walked down the mountain alone, she asked as she walked, "We also have a city god here?"

"Naturally, there is, every county has a city god, to manage the ghosts waiting for reincarnation in each county, once there is an evil ghost who is lost because of evil thoughts, it must be reported to the prefecture to send a messenger to catch the evil ghost. The white tiger replied in her sea of knowledge.

"Oh. Zhou Xiaoliu replied casually, she was thinking about how to implement the plan in her heart.

Every time she had a stomach problem in her previous life and died of pain, she would think back, when did the root of the disease fall?

Before staying behind, although the food was not rich, at least three meals a day were not lost, and it was very regular.

And in the following year, how many times would she be punished for no reason? She couldn't count, but she remembered the scene when the fourth uncle snatched their bowls and poured the rice onto the dog's plate at every turn.

She suspected that it was the root cause of the disease left by excessive hunger during the year.

Gotta break up and live on your own!" she said to herself. Her grandparents didn't give firewood, rice, oil and salt, so she bought it herself. If you don't have any money, then pay on credit.

Zhou Xiaoliu's Aunt Xiuhuatang opened a grocery store, located on the three-way intersection on the side of the road outside the village, directly opposite the only primary school in several nearby villages, Zhoujiawu Primary School.

The shop is not big, mainly selling some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar and some kinds of snacks that children love to eat, Aunt Xiuhua has a flexible mind, and will also take advantage of the time to buy to help people in need bring some fertilizer, rice noodles, briquettes and other large things from the town, and she will charge some hard money. She also has a small amount of stock in her shop for these large items, just in case any of them are in urgent use.

Aunt Xiuhua's business is not big but not small, and she can earn hundreds of yuan every month, which is considered to be the kind of life that is very good compared to other families in the village.

Zhou Xiaoliu planned to buy it from Aunt Xiuhua's shop first. But how to open her mouth to make Aunt Xiuhua agree to the credit, she still has to think about it.

Zhou Xiaoliu went down the mountain thinking all the way, although the rooster crowed not for long, but when he entered the village, there were already lights in the kitchens of several families.