Bai Shisan frowned after hearing this, otherwise they all said that the swordsmith was a money-making master, and the average blade was about three thousand wen, that is, three taels of silver.

Just now, the old man muttered a lot, and it was the origin of the blood, and what kind of Rausch was injected, and it was unknown, these stories were actually worth forty-seven taels of silver???

Bai Thirteen thought he had heard a story.

"You might as well grab it. Bai Shisan's face hurt, although he has two properties in Washington under his hands, but it is also very painful to take out fifty taels of silver.

If you spend money from the store, it's naturally a drizzle. But that was Hua Yingying's, Bai Shisan was criticized for secretly taking advantage of the end of Washington, bullying Hua Yingying a weak woman and seizing the property that originally belonged to her.

It doesn't matter what others say about Bai Thirteen, he is afraid that Hua Yingying will think the same way.

Although fifty taels of silver is not much for the medical hall and the silk shop, it is not suitable for Bai Shisan's casual spending.

If necessary, you can talk to Hua Yingying, but since you have asked for help, why should you go to Hua Yingying and ask for money?

Wouldn't it be beautiful to ask Zhang Hatshui for money directly? And you don't have to pay it back.

It's not too expensive to think about it like this, anyway, if it wasn't for Bai Thirteen's own money, he couldn't feel the pain.

"What is robbery? My Lao Huang is the fairest way to do business, you go to a sensible place and ask, even a blade that fails to inject spirit is much better than an ordinary fine iron blade. The span is the difference between the mundane and the spiritual, although the blood is not a spiritual object, but at least it is a mortal weapon halfway up the mountain, and it can enter the spirit in one step.

I want fifty taels to be cheap, you kid, and it just so happens that I also need to prove it to the gang, so I will sell it to you with a heavy hemorrhage. ”

Lao Huang blew his beard and glared for a while, arguing with Bai Thirteen's face and thick neck. The most unbearable thing in his life is to be kind to be a donkey's liver and lungs.

"A weapon that died suddenly halfway up the mountain. Bai Thirteen muttered quietly, looking at the sturdy old Huang's perennial iron body, it is estimated that he is also a master of horizontal training, and when he was emotional, Bai Thirteen thought that it was a lion rushing towards him.

Lao Huang's mental power is very good, so he is deaf and clear-sighted, and he naturally heard what Bai Shisan said.

resisted the urge to educate his son for Bai Shisan's father, and said again: "Fifty taels love to buy or not." ”

"Buy, of course. Bai Thirteen said hurriedly, then he took out his empty pocket, and then smiled awkwardly: "Tomorrow at noon, I will have the silver ready." ”

Lao Huang pursed his lips disdainfully, and pulled Bai Shisan to the pavilion in addition to the warehouse.

He still rested casually on the stone pillar of the pavilion, and shouted when Bai Shisan left: "Don't wait for the expiration date." ”

The fallen leaves in the courtyard were swept away by gusts of mountain wind, the willow trees beside the path were like palms bent downward, and the crows' eyes were blood-red, and their cries were hoarse like clockwork from the past.

Knock knock.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and the girl with the white turban trembled, and most of her sleepiness ran away in an instant, not daring to make the slightest sound.

Since moving here, the girl's auditory hallucinations have become more and more severe, and these things have left her exhausted and unable to cope.

She just wanted to get a good night's sleep now, hoping that everything that happened to her when she woke up was just a nightmare.

The girl ignored the knock at the door, she put her head under the quilt and curled up in a ball. She didn't dare to go near the wall, because it was close to the window, and she didn't dare to stick her feet out of the covers, because she didn't know what would suddenly come out of the shadows.

Knock knock.

There was another knock at the door. The sound was urgent, loud, as if someone was violently destroying the rotten door.

The girl closed her eyes, trembling, and tried to pretend that no one was outside the house.

But the knock on the door kept repeating, and it didn't seem to stop at all.

"Maybe it's Big Brother Bai, they're coming for me. An inexplicable thought popped up in Hua Yingying's mind, this girl really needed help.

The burial time of Hua Wuxing and Sun Yu has passed, and the first seven souls will return to their former residence, and after eating the last bowl of yin rice prepared by their family, they will go on the road without worry.

The charlatan said that the souls of the two had returned, and because they were not buried after leaving, they could not find the way to the underworld. When the time is longer, the underworld will send ghosts to disperse these ghosts left in the world.

This sentence is also what the gods chattered and Hua Yingying said alone, if Bai Shisan heard it, he would expose the Taoist priest's lies on the spot. He Bai Thirteen has been dealing with ghosts all year round, and it is not certain that there are ghosts, but the soul of the deceased will definitely become weird and be a disaster.

Now it seems that there should be no ghosts, otherwise how could there be so many gods and ghosts in the world, and they should have been caught underground by ghosts a long time ago.

And Hua Yingying took some hired family members and people from the rivers and lakes to accompany her to the underworld mansion built by Sun Mansion for Hua My Bank and Sun Yu, accompanied by Hua Sheng, and the people of Sun Mansion were also relieved.

It's just that the spirits must be immediate family members, and if there are too many people, the yin house will be filled with yang energy, and the ghosts of Hua Wuxing and Sun Yu will not come.

The Taoist priest drew a crooked formation in the courtyard, and said that Hua Yingying would live here for four days, and every day before going to bed, she would recite the names of Hua Xing and Sun Yu in the courtyard formation.

It was really embarrassing for Hua Yingying to live alone in this yin house in this barren mountain and wild mountains for four days, but there was no way for the old Taoist priest to say that it was about the soul of her father, so Hua Yingying gritted her teeth and agreed.

Lian'er, Hua Sheng and the others did not leave directly, but left a few people to camp outside the Yin Mansion. Even outside the Yin Mansion, it is not easy to leave too many people, so there are only two people, Hua Sheng and Lian'er, as well as Hua Yingying's second uncle, Sun Wu.

As for the others, they were camped far away.

Sun An also wanted to follow, but Sun Fu was still waiting for him to preside over the overall situation, so he asked someone to escort him back that day.

Finally, Hua Yingying was a little bolder and slowly lifted the quilt.

She took a deep breath, tiptoed out of bed, walked to the back of the door, and peeked out of the keyhole.

The keyhole the size of a grain of rice has just one that is specially designed to peek into the outside. It's just that Hua Yingying won't be so boring to look out through the keyhole, and the dark hole seems to be reserved for people outside to peek into the house.

There were people outside the door, and there was more than one, Hua Yingying's heart hung in her throat. Her mind was blank, it was funny to say, her memory was being weakened by great fear, and it was a bit of a struggle to count things now.

It's like a newborn child who is new to numbers.

One, two, three......

Hua Yingying's ghost made the god count and stopped at the number four. Outside the door it looked like four children, all dressed in different colors, the only thing they had in common was that their clothes were shabby and stained.

Hua Yingying finally breathed a sigh of relief, this time the encounter was finally normal, she had been knocked on the door several times before, and there was no one outside.

Knock knock.

There was another knock on the door.

Hua Yingying raised her head and took a deep breath, and was about to ask about the identity of the outsider. Although she was a little grumpy when she was woken up in the middle of the night, it was still good to have someone to accompany her in this dark house, so as not to be alone.

Thinking of this, Hua Yingying suddenly felt that something was not right.

She should be the only one in the whole mansion!! where are these children outside the door from?

The most terrifying thing is that Hua Yingying realized that her amnesia was getting worse and worse, and at a certain moment just now, she actually forgot what she was doing here.

Subconsciously and voluntarily accepted the fact that there was something else in this mansion.

But in fact, it should be her alone, Hua Yingying has a familiar illusion when facing these children, as if these children have lived with her for many years.

She looked down and peeked out of the hole again.

Swish!!

Outside the dark hole, the four people all bent down, their eyes looking in through the dark hole, and staring at Hua Yingying's eyes tightly.

Yes!!!

She was so frightened that she retreated, and fell to the ground, drenched in cold sweat.

The room was empty, no sound was coming from, and it was quiet as if you were in another space.

Hua Yingying slowed down for a long time before she supported her body again, cautiously leaned over, and looked out from the dark hole.

As before, there was no one out there.

Hua Yingying breathed a long sigh of relief, as long as she lasted another day, she would be able to leave here the day after tomorrow.

A sense of guilt welled up in her heart, she was here to keep a wake for her father, her father and mother died so miserably, but she just wanted to leave here, for herself.

Knock knock knock!!

Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the window embedded in the wall.

Hua Yingying's cold hair stood on end, and the whole person almost screamed again, and raised her eyes to look.

Outside the window crawled neatly four pairs of small hands, their shadows projected by the moonlight, and they were clearly visible on the window paper.

Knock knock!

Knock knock!!

Knock knock knock!!

The tapping sound became more and more intense, like rain hitting the windowsill.

The little heads of the children went up and down, trying to jump on the windowsill from the outside.

Originally, their heads could only be exposed above their heads, but as time went on, they jumped more and more, from half a head to an entire head.

"What are they going to do?!What are they going to do!!!" Hua Yingying's nails pierced into the flesh, and small strands of blood flowed.

She trembled all over, and kept muttering why, and suddenly at a critical point, her face showed a blank look.

"Yes, what are you doing?" Hua Yingying forgot again, she forgot everything she had just experienced, and only heard her own end, so she asked herself why she was saying what she was doing.

She twisted her neck and made a clicking sound. She felt that she was getting more and more tired recently, her shoulders were unconsciously heavy, and her head was not bright.

"It looks like we really need to rest. Hua Yingying said to herself.

She went to bed, and her upper body did not lie down, but only covered her lap with the quilt. She turned her head to look at the window next to her, and she didn't know when it was opened, and the cold moonlight hit Hua Yingying's body through the branches of the willow tree.

Her shadow is elongated by projections and reflected on the wall.

Hua Yingying's neck rode a small child, the child's fingers were stirring her temples, and the other four small figures pressed against her legs.

All this is like an ancient shadow puppet show, quietly cast on the wall, and Hua Yingying herself is not aware of it at all.

She just looked at the two coffins in the courtyard formation, stunned.

"A family... Together ...... forever"