Where the aunt is, there is generally no place for Uncle Zhang to speak.

Uncle Zhang sat aside, with joy on his face, looking at his daughter-in-law and saying to Wen Ying, "It's been a few years since my father-in-law died, a few days ago, your Uncle Zhang said that my father-in-law beat him in a dream, I thought he missed his father-in-law and took him to sweep the tomb, but it didn't seem to be useful, it was still after the yellow paper brought back from Xiaoying you burned it, and it was good!" ”

Aunt Zhang seemed to want to talk very much, so Wen Ying didn't interrupt her, "That night, not only did your Uncle Zhang dream of the old man, but my daughter-in-law actually dreamed of it!" In the dream, the old man said that there is a family heirloom in our family, in the old house, he was in a hurry, and he didn't have time to tell us, so your Uncle Zhang went to look for it, and it turned out to be true! Someone took away that antique for three million! Three million! Thanks to Hotaru, you are not only the lifesaver of our family, but also our lucky star! ”

Wen Ying smiled and did not speak.

"But the old man said that he was a little short of money to spend below, so he wanted us to burn more money for him, and we did so! But your Uncle Zhang was beaten again! This matter is mysterious, you and Uncle Zhang want you to help take a look. ”

"Xiaoxing, don't be nervous, your aunt is too worried, that's why she is so anxious, what kind of medicine do you want to use? Just open one! We're not short of money! ”

Listening to her husband's nouveau riche speech, Aunt Zhang glared at him, but did not refute.

Wen Ying is a real child, and she won't pit them, which they have already realized.

Underworld currency, this thing Wen Ying really doesn't have it.

The system is maintained, and there is no way to answer her, Wen Ying thought for a while, "That's it, auntie, you can buy some paper money for me, and I'll try it." ”

"Good, good! What a boy! My aunt is going to buy it now, and it just so happens that there is a white shop in the innermost remote part of the street, and his wife is familiar with me. The aunt pulled Uncle Zhang away as she spoke, Wen Ying thought about it, what conditions do you need to meet if you want to be able to currency something below?

She also tried it in her previous life, and although she had a connection, she was too old to hang up, and she hadn't had time to try these things yet.

In this life, she seems to have the possibility of success, after all, she is now an immortal cultivator, because all the merits obtained from seeing a doctor have been transformed into aura and entered her body, and she didn't go out for a run this morning because of aura.

After tidying up the clinic, Wen Ying placed an order on the Internet, and the list was a white coat of her height.

In less than half an hour, Uncle Zhang and his family came back, holding a stack of paper money and placing it on the only table in the clinic.

Wen Ying glanced at it, good guy, and couldn't help joking: "Uncle, this face value is 100 million, aren't you afraid of causing inflation below?" ”

When the two of them heard it, it made sense, "I'll go back and change the face value to the small one!" ”

"No, this or two is probably not a big deal. This pile is enough, put it here for me, and I'll send it to you Uncle Zhang when it's ready. ”

The two thanked Wen Ying and left.

Wen Ying looked at the money, feeling a little funny, probably not expecting that the first time she dealt with paper money would be such a scene.

There were also a hundred of them, and Wen Ying took out one at random and studied it.

This banknote is actually an ordinary banknote, which is completely unable to reach the point where it can be denominated below, and ordinary people sweep the grave to burn this kind of banknote for their relatives, which is basically burned in vain, and the people below can't receive it.

Probably just to comfort the children and grandchildren who are still alive.

And what Uncle Zhang encountered obviously broke through scientific cognition, Wen Ying wanted to help them, then he had to let the money be sent below, and he had to have the mark of Uncle Zhang's family.

The imprint is good to say, and he wants the descendants of the Zhang family to burn it to him personally, but how to go straight to the bottom and really receive it, it is necessary for Wen Ying to help.

Reiki, merit.

It's nothing more than these two points, and merit is too precious for Wen Ying.

Aura, she doesn't seem to lack it now.

Although I dislike the dog system on weekdays, I really miss it at this time, if the system is there, I can probably give a plan directly, or I can buy it with prestige value?

The yellow table paper provided by the system can also connect some of it, but that's not money, so she can't study how to draw the currency of the underworld by herself, right?

As we all know, the implementation of money involves the production of all kinds of subtle high-tech that cannot be seen by the naked eye, and the process is complex, and the difference is thousands of miles.

And now, she can only test it herself, think about it, it seems that she should burn the banknote for Grandma Wen, thinking so, Wen Ying took out a banknote and put it on the table, the ballpoint pen in her hand was quite ordinary, but she injected the aura in her body into it, and then drew a pattern on the banknote, a pattern that looked simple but complex.

It's like a brush, like a brush, but if you look closely, you will find that it is different from a brush, and at the moment of painting, the golden light flashes on the pattern, which makes Wen Ying feel as if it has become.

The pattern that took three minutes made Wen Ying feel a little tired in her body, and it seemed that she had to pay some price if she wanted to go straight down on her own.

Wait until you see grandma at night, she came to this world, and she hasn't seen grandma Wen in person, but what should she say after seeing her?

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and no matter how far or near it is, it is always necessary to see it once.

Wen Ying searched in her mind for what Grandma Wen likes to eat, baked potatoes, battered tofu, and the unique baking pot here, baked potatoes and pulp tofu are very well prepared, and there are ready-made small shops on the street to sell them, but this baking pot ......

Wen Ying thought about this scene, and after the burning of paper and banknotes was finished at night, she looked at Grandma Wen, "Grandma, do you want to eat the pot together?" ”

Two people sit around a table that resembles a barbecue? When the electricity is turned on, the vegetables and meat make a sizzling sound in the oil, put two plates of chili noodles, bake them and pick them up with chopsticks, dip them in the chili noodles, and then put them in your mouth.

This scene, although warm, but ...... It's a little weird inexplicably!

In the end, Wen Ying prepared baked potatoes and tofu, as well as a plate of chili noodles.

It was getting late, the pedestrians on the street were gradually disappearing, and the lights were going out little by little, quietly.

Wen Ying set up a small offering table made by herself in the backyard, with incense, yellow table paper, and a paper money drawn by Wen Ying, with a face value of 100 million.

There are also three plates of delicacies and one plate of dipping sauces.

Surrounded by fireworks, Wen Ying lit the yellow paper, praised the banknotes, and knelt in front of the offering table.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Wen Ying lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and fell asleep peacefully.

In front of the offering table in the backyard, an old lady who looked kind and kind, looked at all this in front of her, sighed, and her mouth moved, "The potatoes taste really good, this tofu is only 20% of my skill, why did this chili noodles add five-spice powder into it?" 100 million? Is this girl afraid that I won't have money to spend? ”