"This time I came empty-handed. The two of you are going to solve that, and I'm going to solve another job as well, borrowing your grandfather's stuff first. Lao Zhao leaned on the sofa and smoked a cigarette leisurely, which should not be the way an old-timer should be.

His rogue temperament is not half as weak as Li Mo's.

"What do you want?" Li Moyi asked.

"Ten candles, thirty-six copper coins, yellow paper and pencils for amulets, and your grandfather's wooden square." Old man Zhao scratched his head, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked him, "Do you have that kind of old wine vat at home?"

Li Mo frowned, and said in his heart, how did the old man know?

In fact, under his grandfather's bed, there were a dozen old jars, about the height of a Coke bottle, all small bottles, covered with a red cloth, and empty inside.

"That's good stuff. Remember to get me one. Old man Zhao said.

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Li Moyi rummaged in the room looking for what Old Man Zhao wanted

Ten minutes later, he packed up all these things according to Lao Zhao's instructions. Packed in a large cloth bag.

Just as he was about to go out with a big bag, Old Man Zhao walked in from outside the room. Silent. He glanced at the things in the room, and at a glance saw the ancient books on Li Mo's bedside table, and his eyes opened.

"Yo, by the way, the few ancient books left by your grandfather are also loaded for me, I have time to study them these days." As he spoke, Old Man Zhao had already walked to the ancient book and looked at it casually.

Li Mo, who was looking for things, was anxious when he saw this scene, "What do you want that ancient book for?" It's all so old, so leave it to me. ”

"It's a little old, but these are the most precious things your grandfather had in his lifetime. Your grandfather is the only one in the world who is the soul cleansing leader, and those juniors of the Spirit Raiding Sect are in the limelight, and those of us in the same sect have to keep up, you are like this, how can you not succeed, I still rely on myself for the mission of revitalizing the Soul Washing Sect, maybe I can..." Old Man Zhao said, sighing, "Don't worry, I'll read these books of your grandfather for a few days, and I will return them to you when you come back." ”

Li Moyi didn't speak again, thinking that the old man Zhao didn't have a jade pendant, and he couldn't find any secrets, and he happened to be going to do something elsewhere this time, so there shouldn't be anything wrong with borrowing him for a few days.

Ancient books are the gateway to and from the world of Liaozhai, and Li Moyi knew it after he came back from the first crossing.

His day was divided into two parts, and the hours of entering the world of chatting seemed to be stretched out into a whole day.

There are many evil monsters in the world of Liaozhai, and it is best to use them to improve their knowledge and increase their own mental level.

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Thinking like this, Li Mo went downstairs with Old Man Zhao, and Old Man Zhao kept saying: "What I asked my nephew Liu Dayi to take you to do today, you can't drop the chain, and I can't let you lose this old face."

Hey, that old man Zhao's mouth stinks. Why did everything he did to fight Li Moyi?!

"Also, remember not to say that you are a soul cleanser, outsiders call us all all-powerful, all of them mean omnipotence." Old Man Zhao instructed before leaving.

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Maybe it was because the ancient books were gone, Li Mo didn't reply one by one, and his mood was a little low, until he dispersed with Old Man Zhao, he just said goodbye.

To be honest, at that time, Li Moyi looked more like a tourist with a backpack than a soul washer.

After leaving home, Li Moyi thought that Liu Dayi was going to take him to the bus station to take a car. Who knows, he took Li Moyi all the way to the south on foot.

Three days later, they walked to the edge of a river, and on the way, they barely said a few words, this Liu Quanshi, who looked almost in his early thirties, had a stubborn temper like a young man, but kept walking, as if he was in a hurry to be reincarnated. However, during the lunch break that day, Li Moyi also asked Liu Quanshi what he wanted to take him to do.

Liu Dayi glanced at him expressionlessly, and answered his words very simply, evil things.

What kind of evil thing is it, Liu Dayi's temperament is very calm and silent, and he said that he would wait until he got to that place and understood it.

Along the southeast direction of the river, walking on the road in the countryside, he walked for three days in one breath, at this time, Li Moyi was a little overwhelmed, the soles of his shoes were blistered, and his legs were swollen, as if he had returned to the old days, it can be said that since he was born, he has not suffered this sin.

Li Moyi didn't know that it was the first few days since he left, but they finally stopped by the river in an unknown place.

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Sanwang River ferry in Boshan Village.

Although it is now a modern society, there are still sparsely populated places with poor transportation.

Boshan Village relies on the river to eat the river, and the people in the village either fish or work as ferrymen, in short, the population here is sparse and the traffic is not good, and almost all the people in the village rely on the river for their livelihood.

In that place, the river was fast, and there was no bridge over the river. All passengers, cargo and logistics are transported by ship. Most of the young and strong people in the village have their own boats, which are mainly used for ferrying.

It was a hot noon on the first day of the eighth lunar month, and there were no guests. Many ferrymen park their boats in a slow water area near the ferry.

On the riverbank, a little old man in his fifties came not far from the ferry. "Long Fubo! Long Fubo! ”

Who is the little old man shouting? Ferryman, as we all know, there are many taboos for running boats, and people here in Boshan Village are used to calling the ferryman Changfubo.

"Changfu" homonym "rise and fall", the ferrymen of the past generations have been on that small boat for half their lives, and the most seen is the rise and fall of the water surface, and the most experienced is the ups and downs on the boat, which is their life.

In Boshan Village, the guests call the people "Chang Fu Bo", which is an auspicious picture, and the ferryman also feels respect, and this name has been handed down, and the guests like to sit on the boat to make good luck, rather than encountering bad things.

Li Mo took a look at the old man who had just called Chang Fubo, who was very short, about one meter and a half.

There were many ferrymen on both sides of the river, and when the "Changfu Bo" saw a business, they all hurriedly rowed to the old man, for fear that they would lose a business if they were slow.

A few boats passed first, and the Chang Fubo behind them was not as fast as them, and was preempted, and the Chang Fubo of the other ships also looked at it, and saw that this business had not been as expected, and rowed back in frustration.

Liu Dayi, who had not spoken, shouted at this time, "Alas~~ Chang Fubo! Someone here wants to cross the river! ”

Li Mo looked at him, only to feel that his voice was quite loud.

At this time, Li Moyi was suddenly attracted by a scene not far from the river.

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Before the men could turn the bow of the boat, they saw that the boats that had passed towards the old man had already sailed, and each one was faster than the other.

There was a man in the middle of the river who was holding a boat, and when he saw this scene, he didn't think much about it, thinking that he had hope and spirit, and the boat didn't continue to turn around, and drove straight towards the old man.

At this time, the other boats were gone, and one of the boatmen had a good relationship with the young man, and he beckoned to the man, meaning, don't go.

The man in the prime of life was also a bold man, he looked at the old man on the shore, the old man was not a monster, the man did not avoid him, he quickly approached the shore, came to the old man, and tried to talk to the old man, but the old man opened his mouth first.

The old man's eyes were red, and he cried and said, "Good luck to you, Chang Fubo, help me, I beg you, help me."

Hearing the old man say this, the middle-aged man was a little confused and asked the old man, "Uncle, do you want to cross the river?"

The old man was still crying and said, "Cross the river, take my own brother across the river."

My brother? The old man was going to cross the river with his brother?

Hearing the old man's words, the middle-aged man became even more confused, and said to himself, "There is no one else on the river except the old man." The middle-aged man unconsciously looked behind the old man, and only saw a green grass branch.

So he asked the old man, "Where is your brother, where has your brother gone?"

The old man was stunned and immediately burst into tears, "My brother is dead, and I want to bring his body back to Bozhuang and our hometown." ”

When the man in the prime of life saw the old man crying, he thought that the old man might want his younger brother to return to his hometown? So he agreed, and then the rest happened.

When the old man saw that the man agreed, he was very grateful, and said that his brother's dead body was in a small cottage five miles away, and begged the young man to wait for him on the shore for an hour, and he would go back to find someone to carry his brother's dead body.

The middle-aged man agreed.

The man was so honest that he parked the boat on the shore and waited, for he had promised not to do business any more.

Li Moyi and Liu Dayi saw that the old man was gone, and the boat was also leaning on the shore and not leaving, so they walked up.

"Chang Fubo, do you still cross the river with someone?" Liu Dayi asked first.

"I'm sorry, brother, I promised the old man just now, and I won't do business today." The middle-aged man turned his head to look at the person who spoke.

After walking for six days, Li Moyi is now like a deflated ball, his spirit is a little decadent, he didn't speak, just looked at the two silently.

"Is the old man going to carry something strange across the river? How do you think that others are afraid to take this business? Liu Dayi said.

The middle-aged man was very sincere, and told Liu Dayi and Li Mo everything that had just happened.

After listening, Liu Dayi turned his head and explained to Li Moyi, "We're not in a hurry, let's take a look at this first." ”

Hearing this, Li Moyi was naturally happy, he had been walking for six days, as long as he could rest and rest, he would be happy to do anything.