The eastern sky slowly turned white.

On the stone road outside the house, there was an occasional sound of cars, and the town was waking up from its slumber, and in the courtyard, Meng Fan was standing in front of the house, with a pile of paper money on the ground.

There is a feeling that you are dreaming.

"There are problems with these paper moneys as well. ”

Meng Fan picked up a pile of paper money, stared at it, there was a faint white gas on it, and then something strange happened, even if no one told him, he clearly knew who sent this paper money, because there was a name in his mind.

Then pick up other paper money, Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Wu...... The names also emerged one by one.

It's a lot like ...... Bribe.

It's like ...... Consecrate!

The ghosts took the paper money burned by their relatives to worship him.

I tried to use my mind to absorb the white qi, but I couldn't absorb it.

Meng Fan called the female ghost out and asked the female ghost what was going on with the paper money, but the female ghost couldn't say why, which made Meng Fan even more confused.

But one thing is for sure, this paper money is definitely a good thing!

The key is how to use it?

Run to the underworld to use?

Boom!

Looking at the pile of paper money shrouded in white gas, Meng Fan naturally sacrificed a fire and burned the pile of paper money, the fire jumped, and the paper money immediately turned into nothingness, not even ashes were left.

It doesn't seem to work.

It's just that the female ghost suddenly felt pain in her heart, even though Meng Fan didn't burn her pile of paper money.

"Hey, I've been having a hard time lately!"

Meng Fan scratched his head and sighed, not wanting to waste any more time on weird paper money, and was about to turn around and go back to the house to continue studying the Peach Wood Sword and the Immortal Bell, when suddenly his face sank, and the power of cultivation was booming!

Dada!

There were messy footsteps coming down from the eaves, and before Meng Fan could make any movements, with a bang, a figure fell from the roof and fell into the yard, Meng Fan's eyes swept over, the man's face was covered with blood, and there was a sword stuck in his back, and the blood was falling along the blade.

"Don't meddle with things!"

Seeing that Meng Fan was looking at him, the man let out a low snort, then took out an elixir and swallowed it, stretched out his hand and slapped the ground hard, his figure rose from the ground, and in the still somewhat dark skylight, he jumped over the ridge and left.

That person was a cultivator.

Meng Fan also saw the other party's cultivation and cut the early stage of the sky.

But that's not a problem.

When the man left, he left something on the ground.

There was a puddle of blood.

There was also a blood-stained pouch.

The female ghost walked over on her own initiative, opened the bag, and handed it to Meng Fan, it was a bag of Xuan tickets, the number was nearly 20,000!

Meng Fan blinked in surprise.

The ghost came to give him paper money.

Now there is a living person who has come to give him a mystery ticket!

No matter how weird things are, it's a great thing!

Meng Fan waved his hand and put away the bag of Xuan Tickets, looking at the person's appearance, it should be the ill-gotten gains from the robbery, don't be in vain.

"This is no coincidence!"

After putting away the Xuan ticket, Meng Fan's heartstrings moved.

It seems to be an accident for a living person to send money, but he always has a strong feeling that it is related to one thing he has just done, that is...... Burn paper money!

He had just burned paper money on his front foot;

Someone fell off the roof to deliver a ticket!

It's strange that there is no contact during the period!

Laugh at!

Meng Fan took out another wad of paper money, waved his hand and burned it, his eyes shone with a strong brilliance of expectation, if what he expected was right, something strange would happen soon!

The female ghost stood beside Meng Fan, glanced at it secretly, and found that Meng Fan at this time was very strange, not like a strong man with advanced cultivation at all, but like a bad guy waiting to take advantage of others.

But if Fennel or Su Pei were here, it would definitely not be strange to see Meng Fan like this.

Meng Fan's expression, they really saw a lot.

Suddenly, there was a popping sound outside the door, Meng Fan couldn't help licking his lips, ran over and opened the courtyard door, a group of people happened to pass by the door, all dirty, covered with mud, an old man fell, the entourage hurriedly helped the old man up, saw Meng Fan open the door and looked at them, and hurriedly pulled the old man away.

A package was left on the ground.

"What's it this time again?"

Under the surprised gaze of the female ghost, Meng Fan happily opened the package, and there were several bronzes inside, which had just been dug out of the soil, as well as a crumpled piece of paper, on which a map of the neighborhood was drawn, and the nearby cemeteries or mausoleums were marked in detail...... Meng Fan immediately realized that the people who had just passed should be a group of tomb robbers, and this was the return of tomb robbers.

But at the same time, there is some disappointment.

Because of the income this time, it is not as attractive as the 20,000 Xuan tickets.

But the joy in his heart could not be suppressed, and a new road to wealth was opened in front of him!

Burn paper money, good luck!

"Is there an antique shop in the town?" Meng Fan casually threw the package to the female ghost, and glanced at the sky that was about to brighten, "Take these few things and sell them, see how much they can sell, and then you can buy some things at home, just a little thank you for my borrowing here." ”

"My lord, I'm a ghost ......" the female ghost was embarrassed, "It's likely that there will be trouble on the street during the day......"

"It doesn't matter. Meng Fan raised his right hand and put it on the female ghost's shoulder, the rich cyan smoke instantly enveloped the female ghost's body, and when the smoke all penetrated the ghost body, the female ghost looked no different from a living person, and even the vitality diffused from the body was stronger than that of a living person, the female ghost was overjoyed, and after thanking Meng Fan, she stepped on the morning light and walked on the street excitedly.

Meng Fan turned around and went back to the house.

But the scene in the room made his eyes shrink!

The female ghost put a wad of paper money on the bed at that time, and at this time, the wad of paper money floated in the air one after another, and the peach wood sword and the immortal bell also floated in the air, absorbing the white gas on the paper money!

There was a faint golden light diffusing from the immortal bell!

Meng Fan grabbed the peachwood sword with one hand, grabbed the immortal bell with the other, waved the sword and rattled the bell, and a ripple spread in the room, and a mosquito that was flying in front of him suddenly hovered!

Meng Fan was overjoyed!

The trouble that had plagued him all night was actually solved!

Before he had time to think about the specific reason, in the afterglow of the ringtone, his body shook uncontrollably, and dozens of small bell phantoms appeared beside him, spinning around him!

When the mosquito touched the phantom of the bell, it suddenly "snapped" and collapsed into a wisp of smoke!

And those dozens of bell phantoms, no more, no less, are the ones he snatched from the Immortal Tower!

"Spell, this is spell!"

Meng Fan was extremely shocked in his heart, waved his hand to summon the clone made of Xuan Turtle skin and flesh, and ordered the clone to attack him with all his strength, the clone clenched his fists, and roared out a punch at Meng Fan......

(End of chapter)