The next day, before dawn, the old cigarette pouch was already pacing back and forth in the yard, waiting for the sunrise.

After waiting for more than half an hour, I finally saw the eastern sky, lit up with the light of the morning light.

Today's old cigarette pouch has changed into clean clothes, and it is rare that he does not have his cigarette pouch rod with him, and his son has already been warned by him that he is not allowed to come to the backyard before noon.

In the middle of the courtyard lay a stone he had found elsewhere, the size of a hound's head.

Originally, he wanted to find a stone the size of a millstone, but considering that it was the first time he cast a spell, he should not be too greedy, so he didn't really do it.

After tidying up his clothes, as Yuan Ming explained, he first lit a stick of incense in the east.

Then, the old cigarette pouch began to follow the appearance of Yuan Ming the day before and walked around the courtyard, stepping on the gang, chanting words in his mouth, and saluting and worshipping the four heavens and the earth.

After walking in a circle, he came to the stone he had picked, covered his hands over the stone, closed his eyes, and prayed sincerely.

After a moment, he took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes, expecting a miracle to come.

However, the stones under his hands were still black and dirty, without the golden light.

"Failed?"

The old cigarette pouch only felt a "buzz" in his mind, and his eyes suddenly went black, and he almost passed out.

He finally managed to stabilize his mind, but he was still in a trance.

"The immortal master won't lie to me, something must have gone wrong...... Yes, yes, it must have been me who didn't get the steps right...... Again, again. The old cigarette pouch muttered in a trance, and immediately cast the spell again.

After another ritual, the result, of course, was still a failure.

The stone is still a stone, and it has not been turned into gold.

The old cigarette pouch looked around, then at himself, and slapped his head suddenly.

"The immortal master said that he was naked at that time, yes, it must be that my clothes are too luxurious, and they are no different from gold and silver property." The old cigarette pouch muttered as he stripped himself of himself.

"It must work this time." He silently cheered himself up, and had completely forgotten what Yuan Ming had told him, there was only one chance.

If you don't work the first time, you won't be able to do it again.

The old cigarette pouch can't care about these things anymore, and if he fails, it means that he will lose everything.

He can't afford to lose.

At this moment, the old cigarette pouch with bare body and dark skin is like a monkey in a hundred thousand mountains, which is ridiculous.

He repeated the ritual that was destined to be useless, and worshipped heaven and earth again.

It's just that when he opened his eyes, all expectations were shattered again, and the stone was still the stone.

"How can this be......" The old cigarette pouch sat on the ground dejectedly, unacceptable.

But at this moment, there was a sudden noise in the front yard.

Immediately afterward, the old cigarette pouch saw his son and rushed in from the outside at a trot.

"Bastard, didn't you be told not to come into the backyard until noon?" The old cigarette pouch said angrily.

Turler couldn't help but be stunned when he saw his father's naked appearance.

The old cigarette pouch picked up the clothes on the ground, and before he could put them on, he saw seven or eight burly men dressed in black, who had already rushed in.

"What are you doing here?" The old cigarette pouch hurriedly tied his clothes and scolded.

After scolding, he found out that these people were all thugs from the auspicious gambling house.

"Abba, they have to break in, saying they are here to collect the shop, I ...... I can't stop it. Tule cried and said aggrievedly.

"You know my relationship with your boss, right?" The old cigarette pouch softened his expression, straightened his chest, and stepped forward to ask.

As soon as the words fell, there was a hearty laugh outside.

"Old cigarette bag, no matter how good our relationship is, we have to settle accounts with our brothers, right? This shop of yours is mine now. You Zhuzhu walked in from outside, holding a piece of paper stamped with a seal in his hand, which was a deed.

"What did you say?" The old cigarette pouch was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

You Zhuzhu took out a few pieces of paper from his sleeve and said:

"I said, your grocery store and inn, as well as those few plots of land, are now mine, and you can move out of my inn before noon."

The old cigarette pouch trembled and walked up to You Zhuzhu, took a closer look, and found that the title deed of the house he was holding in his hand was all his own.

He only felt a rush of blood, and his eyes were bloodshot in an instant.

"No, it's not true, you lied to me......" The old cigarette pouch instantly lost his mind, and grabbed the deed in You Zhuzhu's hand with a wave of his hands.

You pig scum had already taken precautions and dodged to the side.

The surrounding thugs immediately rushed up and set up the old cigarette pouches.

"Toast without eating, eat and drink, fork out." You Zhuzhu waved his hand, then walked into the backyard and looked around.

Yesterday the young man gave him the houses and fields at a very fair price, with only one request, that he must come and collect them after sunrise this morning.

He made a lot of money in this business, and naturally there was no reason to refuse such an innocuous little request.

……

In a back alley outside the main street of Tiehu Town, the old cigarette bag family of three sat on the stone steps in front of someone else's house, all with dark faces and bitter faces.

The old woman who has been in charge of taking care of the grocery store has not figured out how her own shop and field have become someone else's?

The old cigarette pouch had not yet recovered from the previous blow, and looked depressed.

He was asked by the old woman's questions, which made him extremely annoyed, and he couldn't swallow the breath in his heart.

The old cigarette pouch stood up suddenly, stared at the courtyard wall in front of him, and slammed into it.

Fortunately, the son next to him was quick-eyed, grabbed his clothes, and pulled him back.

Tule hugged the old cigarette pouch and shouted again and again: "Abba, no, you can't die." ”

"The house is ruined, what kind of life do you have......" the old cigarette pouch wailed in pain.

"Abba, I still have money, I still have money, we can still live." Turler hurriedly shouted.

Hearing this, the old cigarette pouch and the old woman were stunned.

Seeing that he was no longer struggling, Tuller's heart was relieved, and he hurriedly took out a cloth bag from his sleeve and poured out ten silver coins from it.

"Abba, you usually pay close attention to money, this is my own private money." He scratched his head a little embarrassed and said.

"Hey, what a good son...... old woman cried out almost with tears.

The old cigarette pouch was stunned.

After a long time, with a bitter face, he knocked off the silver in Tuller's hand and sat down on the ground.

"It turned out to be you...... Son, you hurt me, it's all your fault......"

The old cigarette pouch was so sad that he fell to the ground and cried.

……

At this time, Yuan Ming naturally left Tiehu Town a long time ago.

The old cigarette pouch was just a small episode he encountered when he went down the mountain, and the search for incense was the most important thing at the moment.

He left Tiehu Town according to the direction told by the casino owner, and walked twenty or thirty miles north, when a rather tall mountain appeared in front of him.

According to the map that Yuan Ming bought in the town earlier, he knew that the mountain was called "Jiuli Mountain", because the distance from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain was nine miles, and there was a rather large temple in the col called "Jiuli Temple".

Yuan Ming walked on the mountain road and found that there was an endless stream of people in southern Xinjiang who went into the mountains to incense along the way, and he could smell the smell of incense, candles and fireworks from a long distance.

"Looks like this is it!" Yuan Ming said secretly, blended in the crowd of incense, and stepped into the temple.

The scale of Jiuli Temple is quite grand, there are four or five courtyards in front and back, and many of the walls have been mottled, which is obviously some years.

Through the two gates, Yuan Ming passed through a bustling square and came to the door of the main hall, where a tall statue of a god stood in the hall, with a black body and a dog's head, holding a long sword in his right hand and a strange fan in his left hand.

The pilgrims stepped forward one by one, knelt down to worship the gods, offered incense and prayed, and smoked incense.

Yuan Ming listened to the crowd for a while, and basically figured out that the name of this god with a dog's head was "Dog Tooth God".

During his time in southern Xinjiang to find incense, he also has a certain understanding of the gods here, the five tribes in the northern region have their own gods, the residents near Jiuli Mountain are basically the Kasi people, this temple is dedicated to the "dog tooth god" of the Kasi people.

The statue of the god of this temple is said to be very effective, and it is deeply believed by the people in the surrounding area, and the incense continues to burn every year.

Yuan Ming followed the crowd, put a bouquet of incense on the canine tooth god, and donated a large handful of copper coins to the cabinet next to him.

"Thank you, donor, Lord Dogtooth God will bless you with peace and well-being." A temple priest next to him saluted Yuan Ming.

This person is quite tall, with long hands and feet, calluses on the tiger's mouth, and seems to have practiced sword martial arts.

"Thank you, Lord Miaozhu, come here today, in addition to worshiping the Lord of the Dog Tooth God, there is still one thing to ask for, I don't know if it is convenient?" Yuan Ming returned the salute and said.

As he spoke, he took out ten copper coins and quietly stuffed them into Miao Zhu's arms.

Miao Zhu had a smile between his eyebrows, and said noncommittally: "It's convenient for others and for yourself." ”

"Can you take a step to speak?" Yuan Ming glanced at the pilgrims who were still in an endless stream and asked.

Miaozhu made a gesture of invitation and took Yuan Ming to a corner.

"What's the matter with the donor? Please also speak bluntly. Miao Zhu said.

"I want to find someone below, named Ussan, if you know where to go, can you tell me?" Yuan Ming asked.

"I have never heard of a person in the temple who is said by the benefactor." When Miao Zhu heard this, he said after a little thought.

"That person came here about half a year ago, in his thirties, big ears, especially good at making incense, Xu is hiding his name, and I hope Your Excellency will recall it well, and there will be a lot of thanks in the future." Yuan Ming said, took out a silver coin, and stuffed it to the temple again.

"I have been in this temple for three or four years, from the host to the children, I am basically familiar with them, and I have never seen the person the donor said, and I ask the donor to ask elsewhere." This time, the temple Zhu avoided Yuan Ming's move of stuffing the silver coin slightly, and after making a confession, he turned around and left.

Yuan Ming looked at the back of Miaozhu, slowly returned to the door of the main hall, looked around thoughtfully, and then turned around and walked towards the outside of the square, when he turned a corner, a black raven flew out of his body and flew towards the eaves of the main hall.

Yuan Ming's footsteps did not stop, and he walked directly in the direction of a side hall not far away.

This is a place for pilgrims to drink tea, Yuan Ming found an unmanned seat and sat down, took a teapot and cup on the table, and drank it himself.

(End of chapter)