At the same time, in the room in the backyard, Yuan Ming's heart turned upside down, and many fragmented memories in his mind began to be linked.

From the news that the spirit possessed Wang Shun got before, I thought of those memory fragments of myself, and combined with the "story" painted in the mouth of the old cigarette pouch......

Vaguely, he already had a rough guess about his experience before his amnesia.

As the son of General Yuan of the Great Jin Kingdom in the Central Plains, he was chased and killed by the short-haired young man in his memory on the way to southern Xinjiang with the Great Jin Mission, and then he was picked up by the old cigarette bag and sold into the cemetery, and then he survived for some reason and came to Tiehu Town.

In Tiehu Town, he was reported by the old cigarette bag, he somehow escaped, and finally appeared in that cave, lost his memory, and along with those wild people, was captured by Huzha and returned to Biluo Cave, becoming a furry beast slave.

This line seems to be quite smooth, but there are still too many blank memory fragments in it, and if you miss it, the result will be a thousand miles wrong.

Yuan Ming also needed more clues to verify his guess.

In the front yard, Tueller breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's good that he's not here to take revenge, he's going to leave tomorrow anyway." ”

"Yes, I heard from the lard dregs this afternoon that this person is not simple. If we really let him know, we'll be done. Alas, fortunately, the lard residue was collected when it was good, otherwise it would have been troublesome if it really annoyed him. The old cigarette pouch was a little afraid.

Tule also knew that his father had made a living with lard residue in the past year, and couldn't help but persuade:

"Abba, our family is okay now, we don't have to live a hard life for a long time, let's live an Ansheng life, don't do these hurtful things in the future, you see that no one wants to marry into our family now."

"Abba is poor and afraid...... Alas, but you're right. After a while, Abba will find someone to tell you a kiss, and then this white jade ring will be passed on to you. ”

The old cigarette pouch said, and from the stem of his cigarette pouch, he took off a ring full of red rope.

After disassembling the red thread on it, a white jade ring like mutton fat was revealed inside, glowing faintly in the moonlight.

The moment Yuan Mingtou saw this jade ring, he only felt that this thing was extremely familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

But he had already guessed that this white jade ring was most likely his old thing.

Yuan Ming's heart was chaotic and bored at the moment, and he had no intention of continuing to watch, so he quickly recalled the three Divine Soul Ravens.

He stood up and was about to rush to the front yard to punish the greedy father and son.

But when he pulled the door bolt, he suddenly remembered that before leaving Biluo Cave, Senior Brother Fang Ge confessed that he couldn't hurt mortals at will, so he had to suppress this evil fire by force.

But when I thought of what the old cigarette pouch had done, I felt that I couldn't spare the old guy.

"Yes, that's it......"

He frowned and thought for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought about it.

……

Early the next morning, Yuan Ming got up early and came to the courtyard outside the house.

The old cigarette pouch has always been thinking about sending Yuan Ming, the plague god, away, and has always been paying attention to the movements here.

Hearing the sound of the backyard, he immediately rushed over.

But when he arrived, the old cigarette pouch did not see the tenants who were ready to go, but saw Yuan Ming walking around the backyard with his hands behind his back, his head down, looking like he was looking for something.

"Lost something? Do you want me to help? The old cigarette pouch hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

Yuan Ming seemed to have just noticed him coming, and when he raised his head, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"No, nothing was lost...... You're busy, leave me alone. Yuan Ming stammered, waved his hand, and said.

When the old cigarette pouch heard this, he naturally didn't believe it, but he didn't want to ask too much, and doubts rose in his heart.

"Little brother, are you leaving today? I had already drunk the horses and fed the fodder in the morning. He said with a smirk.

"Thank you, shopkeeper. You go get busy first, I'll clean up here, and I'll go to the front to settle the bill. Yuan Ming waved his hand, his voice a little irritable.

The old cigarette pouch could see that Yuan Ming was deliberately sending him away, and his heart became more and more confused.

He walked back to the backyard wall and walked through the doorway to the front yard.

Yuan Ming saw that he was gone, so he lowered his head and looked for him on the ground again.

At this moment, a pair of eyes looked through the hole in the backyard partition wall.

The corners of Yuan Ming's mouth twitched slightly, his current divine sense was able to cover a radius of five zhang, and he naturally knew that the old cigarette pouch was hiding outside the partition wall and peeking.

However, he didn't care, still looking for something on the ground as if he didn't know anything.

After a while, he leaned over, picked up a stone the size of a dragon's eye core from the ground, and was full of potholes around him, held it in the palm of his hand and looked at it carefully, showing a satisfied smile and a sigh of relief.

Outside the partition wall, the old cigarette pouch took in the scene, but his heart was full of doubts.

He didn't understand what Yuan Ming was doing early in the morning when he didn't do business, what was he doing in the courtyard to find a broken stone?

However, at this time, he saw Yuan Ming look up at the sky, take a few steps left and right towards the place where the morning sun was rising, and then put his hands together, put the stone in his palm, and bowed to the four directions.

After a lap, I saw Yuan Ming's lips constantly opening and closing, as if he was chanting something.

But because it was so far away, the old cigarette pouch didn't hear anything.

"Isn't this kid crazy? What the hell are you talking about? ”

He scolded secretly, and was about to leave, when he suddenly saw Yuan Ming's folded hands slowly open, and there were wisps of golden light lit up inside.

The old cigarette pouch's eyes suddenly widened, and his face was full of stunned.

Immediately afterward, he saw Yuan Ming's hands completely opened, revealing a piece of golden pimple the size of a dragon's eye core, pitted, numb, and shining gold.

Looking at the size, it was almost exactly the same as the stone that Yuan Ming picked up on the ground before.

The heart of the old cigarette pouch was beating non-stop, and he covered his mouth with both hands to keep himself from crying out.

"Turning stones into gold, this is a means that only immortals have." The old cigarette pouch shouted wildly in his heart.

He applauded his alertness, and felt an irrepressible excitement and excitement at the inadvertent sight of such a miracle, but soon, a strong sense of possessiveness welled up in his heart.

"If I knew how to do this, I wouldn't be poor again, would I?" The old cigarette pouch asked himself over and over again in his heart.

It's just that after the excitement, he quickly calmed down again, and instinctively wondered if he was dazzled, could it be a trick?

But when he looked again, Yuan Ming's figure was no longer in the yard, but back in the house.

After a while, Yuan Ming came out of the house again, closed the door, and seemed to be planning to leave.

Seeing this, the old cigarette pouch hurriedly ran to the front yard, turned back again, and pretended to meet Yuan Ming, who was coming to the front yard.

"Ah, guest, are you leaving?" The old cigarette pouch pretended to question.

"yes, I have to find someone first, and then I will come back when I have a chance." Yuan Ming responded with a smile.

"Oh, well, then I'll go lead your horse first." The old cigarette pouch nodded hurriedly and said.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll settle the accommodation fee for you first. Also, I would like to trouble you. Yuan Ming said with a smile.

"You're so polite, just say anything straight." The old cigarette pouch hurriedly said.

"It's not like I lost almost the silver coins in the Jixiang Gambling House before, and I don't have enough pocket money in my hand, I want to ask if there is a pawnshop in the town or something, and I want to use the gold nuggets on hand to exchange some silver coins." Yuan Ming said casually.

Hearing this, the old cigarette bag frowned, and after thinking for a while, he said: "There is a money bank you are talking about, but it is a loan shark, and he has a black heart, go to him to exchange it, and make sure that he will suffer a loss." ”

"It doesn't matter if he's black or not, we're alone, isn't it just for convenience. As long as I can redeem it at a rate of more than 80%, I can accept it. Yuan Ming smiled, but he didn't care.

When the old cigarette pouch heard this, he couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Eight achievements can be exchanged, and it is folded into two percent of gold at once, is it really a stone turned into gold, and it is not distressing at all?

"Shopkeeper?" Yuan Ming saw that he was a little stunned, and couldn't help but greet.

"Well, since you've said so, if you don't worry, why don't you let me run for you? For the sake of their acquaintances, they will be more restrained and can help you exchange more silver coins back. The old cigarette pouch asked cautiously and tentatively with a sincere face.

"It's okay, then it's troublesome for the shopkeeper." When Yuan Ming heard this, he seemed to hesitate, but finally nodded.

As he spoke, he took out the gold nugget the size of a dragon's eye core from his sleeve and handed it to the old cigarette pouch.

The latter rubbed his hands and hurriedly took it.

He took the golden lump, weighed the weight, put it in front of his eyes to examine it carefully, and finally brought it to his mouth to bite it, and came to the conclusion that there was nothing wrong, it was true.

This time, he was even more unsettled.

This "nobleman" of his own is really a bit of a stone into gold!

Yuan Ming stared at him, and from the change in his eyes, he noticed the emotional change of the old cigarette pouch, and secretly laughed in his heart.

I just prepared the golden pimple in advance, found a similar stone, and then used the storage bag to access it out of thin air, and came to steal the day with one hand, and the old cigarette pouch was confused.

But what really made the old cigarette bag trick was actually his natural greed.

Once people are greedy, they are easily blinded.

Seeing that the old cigarette pouch was hesitating in place and never left, Yuan Ming coughed lightly and added the last fire.

"Shopkeeper, if there is anything inconvenient, forget it, I will exchange it myself, one or two percent less, for me, it doesn't really matter much. Actually, I'm not interested in money, but I'm still interested in spending money. As he spoke, he was about to take back the lump of gold.

The old cigarette pouch finally stopped hesitating at this time, and immediately knelt on the ground with his knees soft, bowing his head.

"The immortal master is above, accept my worship." The old cigarette pouch said that it was a worship, but it kowtowed seven or eight times in a row.

(End of chapter)