Chapter 12: This Red Dust, This World

After sunrise, Song Ciwan said goodbye to the big white goose, went out to work, and still brought her umbrella.

Walking through the alleys, my eyes watched the fireworks in the world, and my ears listened to the gossip of the neighbors.

For example: "Guo Laosan's family is also miserable, the pillars are gone, a funeral has passed, and the fifty taels pension has gone down by more than half, and the eldest man of his family has dropped out of the school, ouch!" ”

Guo Laosan, who is also a fast shift official, also died of catching demons not long ago.

His funeral was very noisy, and the pension came out, exactly the same as when Song Youde died, and it was also fifty taels!

As long as Song Ciwan hears the news of his family, he will always stay a few more steps and listen to a few more words.

The neighbors said: "What's miserable, how can there be a miserable Song family?" The Guo family just can't study anymore, what about the Song family, Song Youde is dead, his mother-in-law is also dead, and the rest of the little girl is lonely, and she was divorced again, and she still owes a lot of debts, so she has no choice but to go to the Huan Laundry to work to pay off the debt......"

"It's the same, can this be good in the Huan Washroom? In less than two or three years, sooner or later it will be a death. Tsk, this is going to kill the family! ”

"Hehe, if you want me to say, it's all to blame on that Song Youde lady, she will be sick when the man dies, she will be sick when she is sick, and she will spend so much money to see a doctor! If it weren't for that, the Song family wouldn't have owed that amount of debt......"

"Phew! How to speak! Who can think sick or what? ”

Aunt Jinhua came out with a basket, she opened her mouth and smacked, and her voice was loud: "They are all so kind, why didn't they borrow more money from the Song family in the first place?" Maybe someone has a few dozen taels of silver, so that person doesn't have to die, and you don't need to talk cool here, right? ”

Aunt Ge, who was spitted by Aunt Jinhua, crossed her hands on her waist at that time, and was about to refute Aunt Jinhua a few words, but suddenly felt a cold back.

This chill was so terrifying that she couldn't help but look back, and this look happened to meet Song Ciwan's dark and deep eyes.

That's a ...... Like a dry well like a cold pool, more like a bottomless pit so deep that it is impossible to touch the bottom, as soon as Aunt Ge looked at her, she was inexplicably flustered, and she opened her mouth: "You, you...... You're kind, I won't say much to you! ”

Before the words could be completely spoken, Aunt Ge wiped her hand on the apron in front of her, and left by herself in a panic.

As she walked, she couldn't help but mutter: It's not who I'm afraid of, mother, I don't have to worry about the obscure dying person...... Hmph, hum!

Aunt Ge left, and the scales in front of Song Ciwan resurfaced.

[Human desire, greed and fear, three or two dollars, can be sold. 】

Aunt Ge actually provided Song Ciwan with three taels and two dollars of human desire, and in addition to the two emotions of anger and fear, there is also a "greed" in the human desire she provides.

What is greed? Why greed? Where does this "greed" come from?

Song Ciwan looked at Aunt Ge's back, and suddenly thought in her heart.

Aunt Jinhua saw Song Ciwan, and hurriedly stepped forward to say a few words of concern, and Song Ciwan replied to her: "Auntie, don't worry, I'm fine." When I save up again, I'll pay it off at the end of the month. ”

Aunt Jinhua immediately said "ouch": "What are you in a hurry for this child, who doesn't know your situation?" Who can push you to fail? You can't do that! If you save this money, you might as well make up for yourself, and after saving for two months, you can quickly withdraw from that realm......"

Song Ci listened to her nagging quietly, and when she finished speaking, she asked softly: "Auntie, you said that if my family could have more than a few dozen taels of money, would my mother not have died?" ”

Aunt Jinhua choked suddenly, and after a while, she sighed: "Who knows, good boy, let's not think much about the past, this person still has to look backwards." ”

Song Ciwan nodded and said, "Yes, I will, don't worry, auntie." ”

At this point, there isn't much else to say.

But what is very interesting is that the scales resurfaced at this time, and collected a group of seven emotions and six desires from Aunt Jinhua: [Human desire, love, worry, fear, seven taels and three dollars, can be sold. 】

Aunt Jinhua's emotions for Song Ciwan are very complicated at this moment, in addition to "love", there are also "worries" and "fears", what is the reason for this?

Song Ciwan already knows that the scale does not collect other people's emotions at will, and the premise of the collection must be: this person has strong emotional fluctuations because of Song Ciwan, and these emotions will only appear after a certain amount of them.

In other words, in daily interpersonal interactions, it is actually difficult for general emotions to meet the collection standards.

Aunt Jinhua and Aunt Ge's performance today can't help but make people think deeply.

Song Ciwan actually had some guesses in her heart, she sighed secretly and said goodbye to Aunt Jinhua.

This time, Aunt Jinhua didn't chase her and stuff the cakes.

Song Ciwan went to work as usual, washed demons, collected anger, and after work, she did not go home directly, nor did she go to the vegetable market, but used a drop in the ocean to find a secluded corner where no one was around, and took out an ordinary Gebu men's clothes from the cave space of the scales and put it on.

She changed her men's bun again, and her face was yellowed with dark powder, so that a thin, mediocre-looking man appeared in the alley.

With the blessing of a drop in the ocean, Song Ciwan slowly walked out of the alley with this image, and then merged into the crowd like every mediocre person in this world.

She went to Qianming Street, where there were several spiritual material shops near the Demon Refining Platform.

The so-called spiritual material shop mainly sells all kinds of spiritual things, and also sells some low-level spiritual runes, or low-level magic weapons that ordinary people can use.

Of course, high-end people actually sell it, but Song Ciwan has no way to understand how high the so-called "high-end" can be.

She chose a spiritual material shop called Min Kee and stood outside for a moment to observe.

There were some warriors who didn't look very wealthy, and there were also well-dressed rich children with slaves and servants whistling by, and after a while, the Min Jiji Instrument Store was a little clean, and Song Ciwan raised his feet and walked in silently.

There was a guy who was lazily sweeping the ashes with a duster in his hand, and he didn't raise his eyes when Song Ciwan walked into the store.

Until Song Ciwan asked: "Man, is there a hundred-year-old peach wood?" ”

The guy straightened up suddenly, and only then did he notice someone coming in.

There was an extra smile on his face: "Hey, a hundred-year-old peachwood, you have always had a tael of money, how many taels do you want for the guest officer?" ”

The money has always been one tael of silver, so calculated, a hundred years of peach wood costs ten taels of silver to buy a catty.

Compared to ordinary people, this is a real sky-high price!

However, peach wood has the effect of warding off evil spirits, and hundred-year-old peach wood is even more rare, and this price cannot be said to be unreasonable.

Song Ciwan just instantly felt that he had gained a windfall of three hundred and fifty taels before, and he thought it was already good, but he didn't think he was still poor!

If you are poor, you have to buy it, and Song Ciwan spent a hundred taels of silver to buy ten catties of peach wood.

I asked about the price of hundred-year-old plum wood, plum wood is not as expensive as peach wood, only five taels and one catty, and Song Ciwan also bought ten catties.

In this way, the peach wood and Li Mu are finally in his hands, and when he goes back, Song Ciwan can start carving puppets and practicing substitute thaumaturgy, and Li Dai Tao is stiff!