It is already the third Fushou store in Zhenzhou, although it is not directly marked as the dark money produced by the Luo family, but each place has its own local protection policy. Therefore, almost all of the money in Southeast Province is produced by the Luo family, and as for the money of the Lu family in the Southern District, if it runs into the Southeast Province, then Luo Qiongyu will definitely be in a hurry with Lu Xuefeng.

I looked at the pile of money in front of me boredly, and then looked at Lou Shaohong, who had been accompanying me to attract attention, and said helplessly: "Shaohong landlord, you still don't have to accompany me, you can't see any clues at all, don't you?" ”

Only when I see the impression can I judge whether it is a fake or not, but the impression of the Luo family now seems to be fundamentally different from the Kwai family and the Lu family, and it seems that there is no trace at all now.

Instead of looking around here, it's better to go straight to Huanglong. Besides, what Lu Xuefeng was going to do, the back of him leaving in a hurry always made me a little flustered.

As soon as the words fell, a sound of footsteps rushed behind him, Lou Shaohong glanced behind him vigilantly, and responded to me with a smile: "What is Miss Yang worried about?" It's only the third one, so you're out of interest? ”

"But he ......"

Compared to each of them who liked to interrupt me, Lou Shaohong was very comfortable with my prolonged tone, and he almost saw that I was speechless, so he naturally changed the topic. Since Young Master Lu said that there is no need to worry, Miss Yang is relieved to check her own affairs. Do you see any difference? ”

I followed his words, picked up a wad of dark coins and began to explain: "The Luo family's dark money is different from the Kwai family, and the Kwai family is a rectangle, with twenty-one cents each. But the Luo family's money is such a large-hole money, and the shading is all eight-sided scales drawn with a gold pen when making paper. It stands to reason that such a dense pattern is difficult to fake. But the exchange rate ......"

This kind of money is rare in the Ghost World Bank, and I heard Lu Chongguang once say that they all exchange it in bulk through the commercial bank, and then send the money back to continue to be used.

In other words, this kind of finely crafted coin will be reborn through the intersection of the ghost world and the human world, as if the real coin is returning to the hands of everyone through the vault.

Lou Shaohong took my question and smiled confidently. I suddenly felt that I understood Lu Xuefeng's intention to let him accompany me. He is the owner of a shop in the ghost world, and he has been in business for a long time, and he has only seen more money than I have seen.

"In the ghost world, this kind of money is called Jingba money. It is the most common money on the souls of the dead in Zhenzhou, and the cost is high, so the exchange rate is higher than that of the Kwai family's seaweed ticket. A sheet of eighty-eight texts, one thousand and ten sheets is a stack. ”

As expected, Lou Shaohong had an unexpected understanding of the Luo family's coins.

"That's a lot?" It's just the exchange rate of this one...... It's too high! Zhenzhou can be regarded as the golden triangle of the ghost world! Are they all rich tyrants?

"Yes."

Faced with Lou Shaohong's unwavering answer, I hurriedly shook my hand and threw away the coins in my hand, this inch of gold, don't break it! Don't break it.

The delicate paper man and gold ingots on the side then came into view. I pondered as I continued to look at what was happening in front of me.

They have no reason to fake such a high exchange rate, and now there are so many coins in front of them, they can't get rid of this kind of money. But if these are excluded, will other Fushou products be fake? Now it seems that it is impossible to see at all, but it is more effective to trace the source. ’

"No, looking at it here, it's almost the same, if there is a fake, the Luo family will definitely not be here openly. If you want to check, you have to go to the printing place to find out. "If you don't enter the tiger's den, I raised my head and looked at Lou Shaohong, indicating my decision.

I will never spend my time here, and no one can stop me!

……

Lou Shaohong's car slowly drove through the noisiest neighborhood in Zhenzhou, and gradually moved towards the hilly areas in the north. I sat alone in the back seat, looking at the crystal white color of the salt pans in front of me, and a strange thing flashed through my mind.

'Lu Xuefeng should be fine, right? The anxiety in my heart was not diminished by Lou Shaohong's previous comfort, and I glanced at him and cast me a concerned glance through the rearview mirror. I continued to hold the black silver bracelet in my hand, hoping that it would help me again this time.

The complex of buildings in front of me was getting scarce, and in a small sand pit, an eight-story wooden tower grew bigger and bigger on the car window.

Is this what it is......

"Miss Yang, this is what you call the printing place of the Luo family, the eight-story tower, also known as the Bagua Tower."

Eight-story tower, gossip tower.

I stared at the red lacquered wooden pagoda in front of me, and I always felt as if it had a kind of soul-stirring power, and it was constantly trying to suck me in.

Everything around me began to swirl around me chaotically, and before I could feel a little sick to my stomach, a sharp stabbing pain in my right wrist brought out a spasm in my body, dragging me out of the chaos.

Relieved, I leaned against the window and looked timidly at the tower again.

Instinctively, I was deeply aware that I couldn't look at it...... Because this tower is resisting me!

There must be a problem!

"Why does the top floor of this tower feel so huge, won't such a weight crush the tower?" Lou Shaohong nervously helped me open the car door to try to let me breathe, I grabbed his hand and held it tightly. I just felt that I was more comfortable through the car window before, but now that I breathe the air around the tower, my chest is very depressed, what the hell is this place.

There was a moment of unsteadiness under my feet, and I almost fell into Lou Shaohong's arms. In a trance, the visual touch became more and more blurred, and finally I could only see Lou Shaohong's eyes looking at me eagerly, and his mouth opened and closed as if he was saying something.

But I can't hear it anymore......

'The wind blows away the withered petals of the lilies, and on this day you welcome me down like a window of blood; In the confusion, the familiar singing voice echoed in my ears, who is singing this song, who is it......

I was awakened by a sharp headache. I fell to the ground weakly, carefully peering at everything around me, different, different.

It's the red-painted walls, the red-painted windows, it's an octagonal empty room, and I'm in this oppressive red paint.

It can't be ......! I was startled, and ran to the window in a few steps, and I could see the endless yellow sand.

"This ...... This is...... It's the Bagua Tower! After a pause, I retreated to the center of the room as if I had been greatly frightened. Instantly, a sense of isolation and abandonment came over me.

No, all this must be an illusion, I was still under the tower just now, but now I'm at the top of the tower? I looked up at the curved corrugated shape of the fishbone, with eight sides and eight corners, and the shape should be the same as the Bagua Tower I had seen before.

No, it must not be true!

How did I get sucked into the Bagua Tower? Lou Shaohong is also gone!

"Nam Wu, Drink Raktana, Doro Night, Nam Mu, Ajaya, Brahrukti, Shuo Bo Raya, Bodhisattva Bha, Mahasattva, Maha, Kalunigaya......" I didn't have a chance to think about it, and the endless Sanskrit sound around me was wantonly poured into my ears, not the melodious chanting sound after the morning bell, but like a mantra for exorcism.

What is this sound...... NaMo，HaLaDaNa，DuoLaYeYe…… Is it the Great Compassion Mantra?

I'm a human being, not a ghost, why do you want to suppress me with such a powerful Buddhist exorcism spell!

The body stumbled through the whole room, as if the whole person was in the bronze bell that was being beaten, which can be described as shaking and losing all his strength. I lost my center of gravity and collapsed to the ground, the sound of the Great Compassion Mantra still ringing in my ears, and even if I covered my ears tightly, I couldn't isolate the anxiety and uneasiness it brought to me as it surged into my mind.

A burst of golden light appeared from the red lacquered wall in front of me, and the golden light on the wall made me dumbfounded as I fell to the ground. These......

This is clearly the ......