In tonight's ghost market, Liu Gong and Liu Po came relatively late, and they didn't come until the second half of the night.

I asked them where they went?

Liu Po pointed at Liu Gong and complained: "This old man, I don't know which tendon is wrong today, I have to play mahjong with others, and the result must be lost!" The more he loses, the more he has to continue fighting, if I hadn't dragged him away in the end, he probably would have lost all the private money of our old couple! ”

Liu Gong cried with a sad face, knowing that he was at a loss, and he didn't dare to fight back when he was scolded by Liu Po. I laughed and said, "Alright, alright! It's okay to let him play a few once in a while, just don't get addicted! What do you two want to have for supper tonight? ”

Liu Po listened to my advice, but she was still angry, saying that she was full and had no appetite. Liu Gongwei was embarrassed, so he casually ordered two bowls of five-poison porridge to eat. I told them to sit down first, and then I scooped two bowls of porridge and brought them over. At this time, Lao Sun also came.

Before, during the Qingming Festival, Master and Boss Su went to repair the passage of the underworld in Fengguling, and by the way, they cleaned up a few wild ghosts from there and transferred here, and Lao Sun was one of them. He was bitter when he first arrived here, his clothes were in tatters, and he had no money to eat, and later in order to make a little money, he was fooled by Uncle Fang and beaten by Xiaoqian. But now that he is familiar with this mass grave, he seems to have some money, and occasionally comes to my place for a meal, but he is still very economical and does not dare to eat more. Tonight, he just ordered a salt-and-pepper cockroach and had a good time.

Liu Po was still angry, and when she saw Lao Sun, she hated the house and Wu, so she asked Lao Sun angrily: "Hey, Lao Sun, why don't you mess with your friends now?" They're going to make money now! Just won thousands of ingots from this stupid old man! ”

Liu Po was referring to the other wild ghosts who came with Lao Sun during the Qingming Festival. They have now formed a small gang in the mass grave, and I heard that they are still lazy and cause trouble everywhere. Sometimes even Lao Xing can't look at it, and he will beat them for a long time.

"Po Liu, don't talk nonsense!" Lao Sun frowned and said, "I'm not in the same group as them!" What's more, I'm now working on my own to earn money to eat! ”

Liu Po was just angry just now, and when she saw Lao Sun say this, she had nothing to say, so she turned her head and didn't answer. Liu Gong felt that he couldn't go, so he apologized to Lao Sun on behalf of Liu Po. He said again: "We all know about you, Lao Sun, I heard that you are very diligent in going underground!" ”

Lao Sun's temper was not bad, and he was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Alas, I was a miner when I was alive. I used to dig coal in the mine every day, and I died in the mine, so it's my old job to do this! ”

"Then you're a little bit of money now! No wonder you have recently changed into a new set of clothes, you have the ability! Liu Gong boasted.

I'm sitting at the stall and bored, and I've heard almost all of their conversations. I thought to myself, that old grandson should often go down to the yin vein to collect yin yuan, otherwise where would his money come from? I still haven't figured out what this thing is, and Master hasn't explained it to me yet. I'm interested in Yin Yuan, in fact, mainly because the old man who watches the grave has been collecting it with money, and the exchange rate is much higher than that of RMB, and one Yin Yuan can be exchanged for almost 100 yuan!

Liu Gong and Liu Po were not in a good mood tonight, so they hurriedly finished eating and left. As for the old grandson, he was reluctant to eat, chewing slowly one cockroach at a time, and deliberately biting it creaking. It was just a dish, and he ate it until we started to close the stall. When he left, he came to settle the bill with me, and he also counted the dark coins one by one, as if he was afraid that he would lose a lot if he paid more.

I stood there and watched him count, and I got a little impatient. In fact, everyone usually checks out with dark coins, and they are all tied up, even if they are scattered, they are piled up higher than one another, almost on the line! Otherwise, thousands, trillions, when will you have to count?

Lao Sun is a straight brain, and every time he comes, he has to count half a day. Fortunately, he only ate one dish today, 80 billion is 800 sheets, and he almost finished counting. But the more people who love the truth, the easier it is to be confused, when he counted more than 70 billion, he wanted to take out the last handful of stygian coins from his pocket, but his hand shook, and the handful of stygian coins with a green bead were all scattered on the ground! As I stood close, many of the coins landed at my feet, and the beads that glowed green rolled past my feet.

I was stunned for a moment, it felt like something was wrong! Lao Sun was also stunned, and he didn't pick it up as soon as he stood there. Then I realized that none of the coins that touched me had turned into ashes!

My master suddenly turned over, got up from the recliner, walked straight to Lao Sun, stared at him fiercely, and said, "What do you see?" ”

Lao Sun was frightened and stammered: "I'm me, I'm ...... I see."

"You didn't see anything!" Master interrupted Lao Sun in a deep voice, with a stern expression, "Hurry up!" Don't talk nonsense! ”

"Yes, yes......" Lao Sun hurriedly nodded in agreement, and left in a panic. Before leaving, we didn't forget to throw the more than 70 billion dark coins that we had counted earlier into our cash basket, and we didn't dare to ask for the dark coins and green beads scattered on the ground.

Master looked left and right, then quickly picked up the green bead, put it in his pocket, and then glared at me again, and said, "What are you doing in a daze?" Hurry up and go home! ”

I was very surprised and puzzled, but I couldn't help but ask, quickly packed up my things, and followed Master out of the ghost market. When we finally returned to Master's courtyard, I asked, "Master, what's going on?" I can touch paper money now, too? ”

The master nodded expressionlessly and said, "Well, your Yin Gong has already achieved a small success, and you can touch these things." However, it's better not to show it easily, just behave like you used to, and try not to touch those things with your hands. ”

"Why?"

"Why? Do you want other living people who set up stalls in the ghost market to know that you are like Lao Tan? What if someone is out there? ”

I was stopped by Master's question. Indeed, the county seat is so small that the stall owners who set up their stalls walk around here more or less on weekdays. Everyone occasionally met outside the ghost market, and they all tacitly pretended not to know each other. Only Lao Tan, the old man who lives in the ancestral hall outside the cemetery, is a public "weirdo". Since beating me as a child, the adults in the village have often used the old man to scare the disobedient children, such as "If you don't sleep well, go and call the old man to arrest you to the mass grave"! As soon as the adults say this, even the naughty child will feel scared, and immediately hide in the bed and go to sleep obediently.

I don't want my image to be like him!

"Master, is that green bead Yin Yuan? What is the use of Yin Yuan? "I have one more question to ask.

Master took the green bead out of his pocket and handed it to me, saying, "Now! If you want to see it, you can take it yourself and watch it slowly! ”

I took the Yin Yuan with my hand, and it rolled around in the palm of my hand, feeling cold and cold, and I couldn't see any magic for the time being. Of course, I haven't touched it before, and maybe I couldn't touch it before, even if I wanted to.

"You grab it and try to practice it again, and then try to practice the recipe I taught you to return to the mountain." Master said.

I clenched the Yin Yuan as I said, and silently recited the mantra to practice Yin Gong. A stream of pure yin qi penetrated into my body from the palm of my hand, and quickly walked through a small Zhou Tian and returned to the dantian. I immediately felt that the yin power in the dantian was abundant, and I opened my hand to see that the yin yuan was still there, but the color seemed to be lighter.

Master explained, "The Yin Yuan is a thing that helps us to cultivate Yin Gong and can speed up the progress of cultivation. If there is a large loss of yin force, it can also be used to supplement the yin force. Therefore, this is the most important thing for all Yin cultivators, and it is more effective than the money in the Yang Realm, and Lao Tan will always buy it. ”

"Then Master, why don't we buy it?"

Master said: "This ghost market is opened by Lao Tan, and we have to talk about the rules when we do business in it." They are all the same way, and they can't hurt the harmony. Now the Yin Yuan thing is of no great use to me, so I don't need to accept it. But it's still useful to you, and I'll keep some for you when I have the chance."

I seemed to understand, but then I asked, "Master, didn't Lao Tan make a fortune by collecting this?" ”

The master raised his hand and scolded, "You know in your head that you will be rich and rich!" Can you make a little difference? ”

I shrank my head and dodged it, but my mouth was unconvinced: "Can't get rich? Then Lao Tan took it and used it himself? Is his Yin Gong powerful? ”

When the master heard this, he shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Old Tan is like me, and his skills are stuck in the bottleneck. He has only now practiced to the third level, and it is estimated that this is the end of his life, otherwise he would not have come here to guard this ghost city. Everyone's talents and opportunities are different, and if a person with mediocre talent doesn't encounter a great opportunity, no matter how hard he works, he can't get over that hurdle! ”

"What about you, Master? How heavy are you now? ”

"Me? It is also the third. Master replied casually.

"What about Boss Su and Lao Liu?"

"It's also the third one."

I narrowed my eyes in disbelief. Usually in contact, the other people are very polite to my master, and it is obvious that my master has the highest status in this small circle of yin cultivation. However, when it comes to telling nonsense and telling small lies, my master is definitely a first-class master! I don't deny that I have this problem, but maybe it was subtly learned when I followed him.

Alas, people learn from teachers, and I also learn from teachers, but what kind of master am I worshipping? What kind of art are you studying?