If he hadn't had some savings, I'm afraid he would have gone bankrupt.

Although now the small treasury has shrunk by more than half.

Fortunately, there is still a reward for the effort.

These game-goads will be tested when they go home, and there should be a lot of aura, and it will be more than enough to cast a small spell.

But then again, my own cultivation is also on the agenda, and it's all money......

Xiao Ying'er on the side seemed to be more distressed than him, and while holding an umbrella for him, she muttered: "Such a large sum of money will be used out at once...... The eldest lady will definitely have to ask a few words. ”

"It's okay, I'm weak and sick, I want to eat some fresh game to make up for it these days, maybe my body will be better." Du Bai casually made an excuse.

He believed that Su Wanmiao, who was at the helm of the huge Su family, would definitely not bother with her husband for this mere forty taels of silver. It's more likely that you just asked in passing and didn't pay any attention.

They didn't go back right away. Finally came out for a trip, and Du Bai, who rarely felt the otherworldly customs, asked the servant with the cage to go home first, and took Ying'er to walk around the city for a while, eat some local snacks, see the excitement around her, and also bought some favorite small things for Ying'er, which made her eyes bend into a crescent moon.

But it's not a festival in the end, and Yuanyang City is not a big city, so it's not too lively at this time.

At the window position on the second floor of the Zuixian Building, Ying'er, who was slightly blushing and her little face, was holding a cup of warm sweet bean soup and drinking, and said with regret: "Uncle, don't you know, the Lantern Festival Lantern Festival where we accompanied the two young ladies at the beginning of the year was called lively." The streets are full of red lanterns, lion dances, and acrobatics. By the way, there are scholars and talents like you who are here to chant poetry against you......"

Speaking of these interesting things, her eyes showed a bit of longing.

When Du Bai heard this, he remembered the stories of those copyists in the novels of his previous life, who cheekily copied poems and amazed everyone. If he had come out like this, he would have been able to achieve similar results. However, his literary skills are not good, and he only remembers Li Bai Dufu's classics in Tang and Song poems, and no matter how many of them are, he is missing arms and legs, and he is afraid that it will make people laugh when he says it.

He sighed slightly, and looked at the pedestrians coming and going on the street below.

Moreover, this world is peaceful on the surface, but it is not very peaceful in secret. There are ghosts and gods, there are evil spirits, but he doesn't have the heart to read and compose poetry.

But at this moment, several figures that broke in his eyes attracted his attention.

I saw that the first person was wearing a bright yellow robe, with narrow eyebrows and eyes, an unkind face, and he acted quite arrogantly and domineeringly. He was followed by several servants dressed as housekeepers, one carrying a few things in his hand, and the pedestrians were afraid to avoid it.

And what caught his attention were a few of these things: "white cat", "black dog", "spotted snake". As for the other things covered in the black cloth, they were pretty much the same.

And these things, in Du Bai's learned knowledge, seem to be sacrifices for the practice of the evil altar.

When these people passed downstairs, Du Bai asked Ying'er: "Ying'er, do you recognize which house these people are from?" ”

"Huh?" Ying'er glanced at it curiously, "It seems to be from Liu's Mansion." And all their families wore it. ”

"Liu Fu ......" Du Bai slowly retracted his gaze, twisting the teacup thoughtfully.

There are three wealthy merchant families in Yuanyang City, and the Liu Mansion is also one of them.

"Dao Chief, what's wrong?"

Downstairs, a domestic servant stepped forward and cautiously asked the man in the Taoist robe who suddenly stopped and looked left and right.

The narrow eyes of the man in the Taoist robe were as sharp as poisonous snakes, and the fingers hidden under the sleeve robe were slightly twisted, but he frowned, "It seems that someone is watching this way." ”

Another servant on the side stepped forward and complimented, "How can any rat dare to peep at you, the Taoist leader." Also, I don't know if there is anything else to prepare? The old man urged that if he was delayed, he was afraid of changes, and asked the Taoist chief to show his might tonight, and the practice was ......"

"Humph!" An imperceptible trace of scarlet flashed in the long's slightly squinted eyes, and the tongue as sharp as a snake core licked his lips, and said with bad intentions, "Let him prepare six virgins for Bendao tonight." As long as Ben Dao is satisfied, everything is easy to say......"

After playing, it was not too early to see that it was dark, so Du Bai called the reluctant little girl and prepared to go home together.

However, when he walked into the Su Mansion, he realized that his house was not very peaceful.

I saw that Su Wanmiao, who usually goes home at night on weekdays, was actually in the house at this time, and in addition, a group of domestic servants seemed to be preparing something, and an old monk with a white beard and a robe was meditating in front of the hall, as if he was reciting scriptures.

"Xianggong, you're back." Su Wanmiao saw his figure and stepped forward to greet him a few steps, but she didn't see the affection of her lover in her eyes, only indifference.

"What is this doing?" Du Bai asked. But there was already a vague guess in his mind.

"This is the famous Huaisheng Zen Master outside the city, and the family is not very calm these days, so I asked someone to invite him to take a look." Su Wanmiao bit her lip slightly when she spoke, looking a little helpless.

If this haunts continues, I'm afraid this family's heart will be scattered. After thinking about it, she felt that she still had to let the professionals handle it.

Like the temple where this Huaisheng Zen master is located, it is said that it is quite effective, and many dignitaries and nobles will go to ask for a lot of money during the New Year's festival in order to prosper the official fortune and develop their wealth. If they come forward to deal with it, presumably even if there are really some demons and monsters at work, they will not be able to escape this catastrophe, and the hearts of the family will be able to settle down.

As for the incense money for this, it is a small matter compared to the peace of the house.

Du Bai nodded. If this Zen master really has the ability, maybe he can spend less effort.

"By the way, Xianggong, I heard that you bought a few game?" As soon as the conversation changed, Su Wanmiao asked casually.

Du Bai's heart suddenly tightened, like a loser husband who used his wife's hard-earned money to gamble and lost all the money he went home to face his wife's questioning, and felt a sense of emptiness in his heart.

Phew, we're doing business, this metaphor is so inappropriate!

He pretended to be calm and said lightly: "Hmm." I heard that game nourishes the body, and I wanted to try it. ”

Su Wanmiao didn't care about this little money, but just smiled lightly: "Then the minister should pay attention, I heard someone talk about it a few days ago, saying that a family happened to grab a big snake and slaughtered it, who expected that the snake venom still exists, if it weren't for Lang Zhong's wonderful hand to rejuvenate, it almost killed someone." If Xianggong wants to replenish his body, there are a few boxes of century-old ginseng sent by merchants from other places a few years ago, and he can ask his subordinates to stew a bowl of ginseng soup for you later......"

The two talk quite intimately, and unaware others seem to be really like a loving couple like glue.

At this time, the old monk who was chanting the scriptures suddenly paused, raised his head and glanced at Du Bai, and said in a serious tone as if admonishing: "Donor, those beasts are all born and raised, and they drink blood, and they are no different from ordinary monsters after a long time, and they will inevitably have a little bit of evil. It's better to touch less. ”