Although he is a zombie, he still knows the basic social situation, after all, Mo Yunyang occasionally travels to the world to find psychic zombies.

Seventeen is a very psychic zombie, otherwise, Mo Yunyang may not have accepted him.

As for what is a psychic zombie, it refers to a zombie with a certain intelligence or spirituality, and still retains part of the consciousness when it was human.

Although today's society is no longer the old society of more than 100 years ago, there is one thing that is not affected by time, and that is the ticket!

At that time, there was a saying: "There is a ticket in your hand, and the king of Hades is a son." ”

At that time, whoever had money was awesome, after all, didn't they all say that "money can make ghosts grind"?

You know, Seventeen was born in the nineteenth century, that is, in the Qing Dynasty, and he still had pigtails at that time.

At that time, the most widely circulated object in the people was naturally the copper coin, also called the Qing Dynasty copper dollar.

It may not have been worth much at the time, but now it's worth a lot of money!

As for why he knew this, it wasn't because of Mo Yunyang.

In their line of work, how can they do it without the magic weapons they have at hand? Including the ink ruler, they were all made by someone, and then through the hands of Mo Yunyang, it became spiritual.

As for where the money came from, of course it came from these zombies under his hands.

Seventeen's senior brothers, except for themselves from the Qing Dynasty, the others are either from the Yuan Dynasty or the Song Dynasty, and their senior brother is a zombie from the Tang Dynasty.

Therefore, Mo Yunyang didn't worry about money at all, and there was often such a sentence that came to Seventeen's ears:

"You just have to give me the things, and the master will take care of the rest."

In the few months they were together, Seventeen had seen it twice, and each time Mo Yunyang asked for a copper coin, broken silver or something like that from them.

When Mo Yunyang came back, he was full of happiness every time, and by the way, he also helped bring new clothes back, all of which were modern clothes, after all, they were all psychic zombies, and they still had some fashion vision.

There is another reason, that is, I have nothing on me, only a set of clothes left, and in the end, only clothes can be exchanged.

Of course, Mo Yunyang also had to use spells to detoxify his clothes repeatedly, after all, they were clothes worn by zombies, and they were more or less contaminated with some corpse poison on them.

Seventeen's thoughts kept going, and the scenes of this month's relationship flashed in his mind, and before he knew it, he had arrived in a town.

Realizing that he had reached the world, Seventeen gradually reined in his mind, tried his best to seal his corpse qi, and pretended to be an ordinary person as much as possible.

Seeing a passer-by coming, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Where is the pawnshop here?" ”

"How long has it been since you brushed your teeth?" As soon as the middle-aged man wanted to answer Seventeen, he asked a very unpleasant stench, and hurriedly retreated a few steps.

Seventeen subconsciously closed his mouth, and the scene was a little embarrassing.

Seeing this appearance of Seventeen, he covered his nose and said, "It's just ahead, go to the end and turn right." ”

After saying that, the middle-aged man left quickly, not wanting to talk nonsense with Seventeen at all.

Seventeen wanted to say thank you, but at the thought of his tone, he raised his hand, paused in mid-air, and finally put it down.

He turned his head and looked in the direction the man was pointing, and hurried away.

Listening to the man, he walked all the way to the end, turned right to arrive, and sure enough, as soon as he turned the corner, he could vaguely see a small shop with the word "dang" hanging in the distance.

After walking a few quick steps, he came to the pawnshop, knocked on the open door, and asked, "Is there anyone?" ”

"It's coming, it's coming!"

In the distance, I could hear a voice, it seemed, it was upstairs, and then, I saw an old man of fifty or sixty years old, walking slowly down the wooden staircase, because the stairs had been a long time, and every time the old man stepped on the next step, he could make a sharp "squeak" sound, as if it was going to break at any time.

"Do you want to see it, or do you want to send it?" The old man skillfully asked a word that Seventeen couldn't hear, then put on the glasses that hung around his neck, and walked over to this side.

Seventeen just wanted to speak, but as soon as he thought of the previous scene, he covered his mouth with his hand and said, "Send." ”

Seventeen Ben is a person from the Qing Dynasty, so he naturally knows what these special words mean, so he didn't ask much, but went straight to the point.

"Show me that thing of yours."

The old man pushed his glasses and came to the counter.

Then Seventeen took out a disc from his body and handed it to the old man.

The old man took the disc from Seventeen's hand very casually, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it, and the next moment, his pupils shrank sharply!

"How much can I get for this thing?" Seventeen asked.

The old man returned to his previous appearance and said, "Wait a minute, the light here is not too good, I can't see clearly." ”

With that, the old man walked inside, and Seventeen was not in a hurry, just waiting at the counter.

And Seventeen's move made the corners of the old man's mouth rise slightly.

Pretending to turn on a high-brightness desk lamp, he began to look at it.

Seeing this, Seventeen didn't care, but looked at the small shop, where there were many small objects, all of which were very exquisite, and there were also many coins and other things.

The old man took advantage of this skill, and very skillfully took out a copper coin from the dark compartment of the table, which was exactly the same as the copper coin in his hand, and then put the seventeenth copper coin into the dark compartment.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and the movements were extremely skillful, as if they were natural, and he secretly glanced at Seventeen, who was still looking at the store, sneered, and slowly got up.

Then he pretended to be a pity, took the copper coin that had been dropped, and said to Seventeen: "Oh, young man, where did you come from?" ”

Seventeen wanted to say that this was his own, but when he thought about it, he was afraid that it was a little inappropriate, so he changed his words and said: "It's the ancestral heirloom of the family, how much can it be exchanged?" ”

"Oh!" The old man looked at it clearly, and said, "It's a pity! You're a fake, young man! ”

As he spoke, he put the fake copper dollar on the counter, and patted Seventeen's shoulder sympathetically, looking like he was really sympathetic to Seventeen.

"But it doesn't matter, this is your family's ancestral inheritance, and it didn't give you any substantial loss, just take it as an increase in knowledge, go back, counterfeit money, I don't accept it here, you can keep it as a souvenir."

As he spoke, the old man took off his eyes and prepared to send off the guest.

"It's not mine." Seventeen said suddenly.

The old man was obviously stunned and asked, "What did you say?" ”

Seventeen pointed to the bronze coin on the counter and said word by word, "This is not my one!" ”