There were no clouds in the gloomy sky, and no horses running under the sky.

On the half-slope full of wild grass, Mu Fan looked at the two rows of gold ingots under his feet with bright eyes, trembling with excitement.

One hundred taels of gold, according to the ancient calculation of one catty and eighteen taels, one tael is about 31.25 grams, and one hundred taels is three thousand one hundred and twenty-five grams. The current price of gold is about 280 per gram, and the gold in front of him is equivalent to 875,000 yuan, which is close to the first pot of million gold in his life.

Mu Fan's heart was already turned upside down, and he didn't think about when his arithmetic skills became so high.

"System, system, I love you to death. Mu Fan grinned, squatted down, stretched out his hands and grabbed two ingots of gold each, and with a sudden force, the whole person sat on the grass with a thud.

"Damn, fake?" Mu Fan, who was sitting on the ground, looked at the gold ingot in his hand and pulled down his face. These gold ingots are no different from real gold on the surface, exuding the charming light unique to gold, and the material is relatively hard, but the weight is surprisingly light, and there is no heaviness that gold should have in the hand, and you can see that it is a counterfeit product at a glance.

Mu Fan immediately threw aside the gold ingots in his hand, picked up the gold ingots on the ground one by one and checked them. The more he looked at Mu Fan's face, the longer he looked, and the original excitement was replaced by anger.

"System, is this what you call a hundred taels of gold?" Mu Fan gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid this adds up to less than half a tael." ”

"This is the initial amount of money that the system gives to the host to operate in the capital, and it cannot be compared with the gold in the world. Moreover, in Yudu, one hundred taels of gold is only a value, not a weight. The system gives an answer.

Hearing this, Mu Fan was immediately deflated, and he engaged in this for a long time, this is the currency of the underworld. But if you think about it carefully, you are now located in the capital of Xu, even if the system gives you pearls and silver, it will be useless if you can't circulate here. After all, Mu Fan's goal now is not to make money, but to complete the task as soon as possible and resurrect it.

"A hundred taels of gold should be a lot in the drunken capital. Mu Fan thought so in his heart, and his frustration decreased slightly, "System, you can't let me rush away with so much gold, give me a bag." ”

Ghosts are all changed by humans, and the bad habits of humans should also exist here. As the so-called wealth does not leak out, if you really take so much gold to wander around, it is inevitable that you will be remembered by some evil ghosts, and when the time comes, Mu Fan, a newcomer, no, it will be dangerous if he is a new ghost.

"This can be there. After the system replied, a black square cloth appeared in Mu Fan's hand.

Time is limited, after all, I only have twenty-four hours. Mu Fan didn't say much, put the gold that was as light as tissue paper into the middle of the square cloth, and tied the two ends to his chest like the ancients.

"Where should I go?" Mu Fan, who had finished his preparations, was like a lost little lamb, looking around at a loss and not knowing where to go.

"Where is my home, the north and south of the river are not afraid of anything~" Mu Fan hummed the theme song of the legendary Xiangshuai with a self-entertaining spirit, and walked down the slope. At this moment, Mu Fan suddenly noticed a black shadow approaching quickly from a distance, revealing its true form in the blink of an eye. It turned out to be a black carriage, and the speed was staggering.

The best way to find the city in the sixth district of Xudu is to rely on the mouth under the nose. Although I knew in my heart that neither the carriage nor the people in it were living creatures, there was nothing to be done about it now. Mu Fan could only run in the direction of the carriage with the courage to go, while waving his arms and shouting loudly.

Mu Fan's movements obviously attracted the coachman's attention, and the carriage changed direction slightly and headed towards Mu Fan. Strange as it may seem, the speeding carriage kicked up a puff of dust, but there was no sound of it. It's like a picture from a silent movie of the seventies, giving it a sense of unreality.

In more than ten seconds, the carriage stopped firmly beside Mu Fan. It's a two-wheeled carriage, similar to the one in the TV series, with two tall horses pulling a boxy covered carriage. However, the whole carriage was black, except for two white tassels hanging on either side of the door, and two black bells were tied to each of them. It was shaking, but it didn't make the slightest bell.

The coachman was a tall and thin man, also dressed in a black robe, but the style was slightly different from Mu Fan's. His face was white and gray, his face was very long, and his small eyes exuded shrewd light, looking at Mu Fan with a slight smile.

"Little brother, where are you from?" the coachman pressed the reins, his voice sharp and unpleasant.

Facing the first ghost in his life to greet him, Mu Fan was very apprehensive. Swallowing his saliva, he replied vaguely, "From the south." ”

"Oh. The coachman nodded, and then asked, "Where are you going?"

"The sixth district of Xudu. Mu Fan pretended to be calm, "I don't know if my eldest brother can give me a ride." ”

"Of course it's no problem to piggyback on you, usually in addition to delivering goods, I also give people away to earn some money by the way. The coachman smiled and said, "But the sixth district of Xudu is too big, which side are you going to? ”

"Damn, it turned out to be a long-distance freight driver. Mu Fan muttered in his heart, but he didn't know how to answer. Before, the system just said that he would go to the nearest city in the six districts of Xudu, but no one said this.

"System, even if you don't tell me the specific location, give me a brief introduction to the situation in Xudu, otherwise how can I communicate with others. Mu Fan asked in his heart.

The system was more refreshing this time, and without waiting for Mu Fan to urge again, he showed the general introduction of Xudu in the form of text in Mu Fan's mind.

It turns out that the capital is not a city, but a general term for all the cities where ghosts live in the entire underworld. Throughout the ages, all those who have committed sins have been sent to the eighteen levels of hell to be punished. And those who are good, or who have made a significant contribution to the course of history, do not have to go to the eighteen layers of hell after death. You can settle in the capital or choose to be reincarnated.

The underworld divides the dead together with the various dynasties as the dividing line. For example, people who died in the Qin Dynasty would live in one place, and those who died in the Tang Dynasty would live in another.

Since then, the city has been divided into 19 districts, each of which is divided into dozens of districts. The ghosts of each dynasty can only live in their own dynasty, and they are not allowed to visit across dynasties.

After reading it, Mu Fan understood. Xudu is equivalent to China, the nineteen districts are the provinces, and the fang is the cities and counties in the province. According to the deduction of dynasties, the first district of Xudu is the Xia Dynasty, so the dynasties corresponding to the six districts of Xudu are the Three Kingdoms.

As soon as he thought of the Three Kingdoms, Mu Fan became excited. He is a real fan of the Three Kingdoms, and in that troubled era where countless heroes and heroes emerged, there were too many people that Mu Fan admired. The five tiger generals, the sleeping dragon and the phoenix, and the Diao Chan among the four beauties, if they can meet each other, it will be enough for Mu Fan to brag for a lifetime.

"Little brother, where are you going?" The coachman looked at Mu Fan smirking there, and said with some caution: "If you don't say it again, I'm going to hurry." ”

"Don't mind, it's not easy to stop a car in this wilderness. Mu Fan remembered the task released by the previous system, raised his head and asked, "Dare to ask Big Brother, which side is closest to here?"

"The nearest is naturally Shang Qingfang, where are you going?" the coachman asked.

"Yes, I'll go to Shang Qingfang. Mu Fan nodded and said.

"It's close, but it's a little different from where I'm going. The coachman pretended to be embarrassed, and looked at Mu Fan with a deep meaning while touching his chin.

Mu Fan immediately understood what the coachman meant, it was nothing more than wanting two fares. Mu Fan didn't care about this, there was nothing in his package, and there was only money left. A hundred taels of gold, paying the fare is not a piece of cake, anyway, these gold can only be circulated in the capital, even if it can be brought back to the world, it is useless.

"Big brother, little brother naturally won't trouble you in vain. Mu Fan waved his hand quite a tyrant, "You make a price." ”

"Originally, I shouldn't have received my brother's silver for a trip, but I really have to walk a little more to go to Shang Qingfang, and the horses have to eat grass. The coachman smiled, pretended to be polite, and opened his five fingers and said, "I don't ask for more from the little brother, the price is just this amount." ”

"Gold, silver, or copper?" asked Mu Fan.

"Little brother is really joking, of course it's gold. The coachman replied with a smile.

"Damn, it costs five taels of gold to take a car, is the money in the sixth district of Xudu so worthless?" Mu Fan squinted at the coachman, already thinking of him as a black car driver who wanted to take the opportunity to kill himself.

According to Mu Fan's historical knowledge, it didn't take five taels of gold to buy a carriage during the Three Kingdoms. It's just a ride for a section and it costs this price, and some lions are indeed opening their mouths.

Hearing Mu Fan's words, the coachman was slightly stunned, smiled a little far-fetched, and said, "Little brother, don't laugh anymore, I'm not talking about five taels, it's fifty taels." ”