When the young man saw the 1,000 taels of silver tickets, he was so shocked that his palms were hot.

One thousand taels of silver tickets, this is a number that he has not seen in ten years of hard work.

"Can you say that now?"

Hua Lan's expectant gaze drifted towards him, and the young man suddenly felt a sultry heat in his throat. He subconsciously touched his sore nose.

If you don't say it, you'll only save your own job. If you say it, you can keep his family and buy a lot of land.

With the field, what kind of shop guy is he still doing? Don't say that you farm, just rent out to collect rent, and over the course of a year, there will be a lot of income.

He was making a small calculation in his heart, his heart was beating suddenly, and the silver ticket in his palm was not pushed out, but clutched to death, for fear that Hua Lan would turn his face and regret it.

Hua Lan saw that he was struggling with his thoughts, and he had already knocked on the door of desire. She was not in a hurry, so she looked around, and saw that there were eyeliner perspectives all around, so she whispered to the guy: "Let's go first, you go to the store to buy us five sets of good bedding and send them to the Xin family's old house." When the time comes, you will tell me more about it. I'll give you another thousand taels as a reward. ”

Hua Lan thought it through, she gave the guy time, and also gave the guy an explanation of the reason for talking to her.

The guy Bing Xue is smart, he can get through at one point, and he hurriedly gratitatively picked up a thousand taels of silver tickets.

"Don't worry, little boy. Looking back, the little one will definitely inquire carefully about you. ”

The guy and Hua Lan were only standing not far from the shop, and through the gate of the cloth village, they could still see the guy talking to Hua Lan at a right angle. Of course, the shopkeeper in the store naturally did not know what was said.

The eyes of the town are all looking at it again, as long as the guy doesn't lead people into the shop and breaks his good feng shui, he will turn a blind eye.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the guy to coax Hua Lan away.

The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief, and the young man came back happily: "Shopkeeper, these people want five sets of good bedding, do we want to sell them in the store?" ”

The cloth village also takes over the business of bedding, and of course there are finished products.

Five sets of bedding with good materials is a lot of business. When the man said that, he was trying his best to convince the shopkeeper.

But these businesses are about to be bought by the new owner of the Xin family's old mansion, and the shopkeeper is still hesitant to make it difficult.

If you don't sell it, you can't bear it, and it's even worse if you sell it.

The young man knew that the shopkeeper was embarrassed, so he smiled slyly and said, "It's not embarrassing. The shopkeeper might as well be like this, anyway, the little boy gave me an advance of silver. The shopkeeper doesn't want to stick to this bad thing, and the small one is not afraid of anything, even if the small one is bought. The little one sent it to this little boy, and he could also get a few pennies for the reward. When the time comes, you must ask the shopkeeper for half a catty of pig's head meat, isn't everyone happy? ”

The shopkeeper thought about it, and the young man had a good idea, and it was a good way to get the best of both worlds.

Even if it was a business, it did not stick to the bad luck of the Xin family's mansion. The young man bought it, but the thing was no longer in the shop, and he really didn't care who he was going to sell it to.

There is a lot of income in my store, and I can also get half a catty of pig's head meat.

The shopkeeper still calculated this account clearly, and immediately nodded.

Five sets of futons are a lot, the futons are soft, and one bed is a big bag. One set is three pieces of size, there is a futon, and there is a thin quilt, and five sets are fifteen pieces of size.

The young man took the silver ticket and paid the bill, found a big cart, loaded the futon and drove to the east of the town.

The shopkeeper saw that his heart was more steady, he knew that the young man was a cautious boy, and there was a small road when he turned left in the east of the town. The path leads right to the backyard of the Xin family's old house.

Although everyone knew about the way down, it was already dark now, and the young man was out of town, and no one would notice where he was going. What's more, at this point, it's time for dinner again.

The shopkeeper sent the young man out of town in a carriage, and entered the shop with the silver ticket in his hand.

One of his hearts fell to the ground, and the young man hung up the lantern when he left town.

The carriage was a mile away, and he pulled the reins of the horse hard, and the horse turned sideways and began to walk up the path.

This path is almost unpassable on weekdays, and everyone knows that the old house of the Xin family leads ahead.

The old mansion of the Xin family is full of ghosts, let alone at night, even at night, no one dares to approach. In the past five years, the Xin family has died and fled, and the old Xin Tou, who has a big life, still rented the small west house of Zhao Er's family to save his life.

Zhao Er's family has a big yellow dog. This big yellow dog is not ordinary, and it will bark when it encounters evil things. Old Xintou, this is a bad day without fear and fear. Only then did he find the new owner of Hua Lan.

Regarding the Xin family's old house, the young man's ears were almost calloused.

In addition to the permeating horror, it is also a creepy horror.

Money can make the devil grind, and with a thousand taels of silver, he can make another thousand taels of silver.

The young man bared his fangs, his eyes showed a fierce light, what a hell, Lao Tzu is going to hunt ghosts today.

Silver is a good thing, he pushes open the door of desire, and also exerts human courage and audacity to the limit.

As soon as the carriage turned onto the lower road, the big yellow horse in front of him clearly began to resist moving forward.

It was pitch black ahead, and the smell of the night mist was wet with a strange smell.

The horse lights on the car were very bright, shining on the road ahead, and the young man's blood was dragged by the thousand taels of silver in front of him, no matter what the hell he was in front of.

He wants to see now, fighting for his life, can he pry open his ghost teeth?

His grandfather used to be a Taoist priest in Pingdingguan, and he always carried the ghost on his body on weekdays.

He had never seen a ghost, but he always had a talisman on him to suppress the ghost.

Ghosts are afraid of dog blood, so he deliberately packed a big bowl when he went out. At this time, seeing that the horse was frightened and did not dare to move forward, as soon as he raised his hand, he splashed a large bowl of dog blood.

The smell of dog blood was fishy and sweet, and there was a special murderous aura, which immediately scared the big yellow horse's fear, and spread its hooves and began to run forward.

"Well, that's pretty smart."

The young man thought it had worked, and his blood swelled a little more, and he ran to the end of the path on his horse.

The horses' hooves clattered on the path, and the wheels rattled rapidly. A bowl of dog blood was spilled, not to mention, the thick night fog around had dissipated a lot, the horse lantern was brighter, and the path in front of it was farther away.

But the young man kept running forward like this, and after running for nearly an hour, he didn't see the back door of the Xin family's old house.

"Phew!"

The young man noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly strangled the horse's reins and stopped: "Ghost hitting the wall? ”

This matter is very strange, how can there be a ghost hitting the wall?

It stands to reason that there is dog blood on the horse, and even if there is a ghost on the rune paper on his body, there should be no ghost hitting the wall?

He had heard many legends about the Xin family's old house, and it was rumored in the town that the sudden appearance of the night fog was related to the Xin family's old house.

But after all these years, nothing strange happened in the night fog in the town. On the contrary, people are gradually becoming indifferent and accustomed to it.

The night fog obscured the starlight, and the path sank into thick darkness all around. The light of the horse lantern could not reach a distance of five meters, and the young man found that there was an extra layer of courtyard wall on the right side of the path.

"Is this the backyard wall of the Xin family's old mansion?"

It's strange, could it be that this courtyard wall is a little weird?