Mozun is forced to farm

After sending off Mr. Xia, several people took the letter back to the house, sat around and read it carefully.

——Demon Lord Ling Qiong ordered the Three Realms to enshrine, and if you give five taels, you will return ten taels.

Xie Mingyan leaned against the giant dog and dozed off, exhausted all the way, and still had the energy to tease: "My little brother can do it, has he changed to the God of Wealth's errand?"

Mozun couldn't hold back his face.

Even if he was shot down, he would not really use this trick to beg for food, let alone use his name to deceive others.

Just as the man looked at Lin Zhu, the latter answered quickly: "I know it can't be you."

The scholar was very calm, and he was so determined that he seemed to be showing some affection, but he was embarrassed when he said the words, and turned his head to the other side.

Xie Xuechen figured out something from his actions, his expression softened, and the corner of his mouth twitched into a smile.

While they were chatting, Lin Shuangjin had already read the two lines behind the letter by candlelight, took a bowl of water, and spread the piece of paper on the bottom of the bowl.

"Hey, don't get wet." Su Hongxiu subconsciously wanted to stop it.

"I wrote it later, just dip this letter in the bottom of the bowl and put money in it." Lin Shuangjin smoothed the wet paper on the bottom of the bowl with two fingers, took out some scattered silver taels from his pocket, and dubiously said, "I just happen to be here. One and two halves, try?"

Xie Xuechen responded, and quietly spread out his spiritual knowledge, ready to go like a hunter.

I saw the broken silver falling into the water, immediately sank to the bottom, and scattered on the paper.

He held his breath for a few moments, but nothing happened.

Lin Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, just about to say that there was something strange in it, but before he opened his mouth, he saw something strange.

The silver used to be sharp and angular, but the time of half a cup of tea has become much smaller, like sharp ice melting into water.

Gradually, the fine pieces were completely melted, and it was impossible to tell whether they were hydrolyzed or eaten by the thin paper.

Xie Xuechen frowned and picked up the bowl, raised his wrist and waved it in the air, and when he turned the bottom of the bowl over, the whole bowl of clear water disappeared out of thin air, and the huge silver ingot fell crisply on the table.

"boom!"

As soon as the bowl was turned over, the water disappeared, and the money came back, and it sank!

Xie Xuechen reflexively took the silver and took a closer look. There was no curse or spirit on it, and there was no trace of it.

And as the old man said, the weight seems to have doubled.

He was silent for a moment, then turned his head and said, "Use a scale to measure it?"

"No need," Lin Zhu shook his hand, he weighed it casually and he knew it: "When Shuang Jin took it out, it was only one and a half, now it's close to four."

Su Hongxiu exclaimed in amazement and said loudly: "It's really a good way to get rich?!"

Lin Shuang was still looking at him, and it took a while to realize: "It can't be Zheyangshou's life money."

As soon as the words came out, it felt wrong.

She is already a ghost, so where is the life expectancy?

Xie Xuechen took out the whole piece of paper from the bowl again, and it was as dry and flat as before, without any trace of being soaked.

He became suspicious and fell silent.

Not illusion.

Even among the folks, there are various tricks similar to the golden tree shaking money and the fairy peach splitting gold.

One becomes more, nothing becomes more, either the corresponding quantity has been prepared in advance, or a false image is used to confuse the real one.

But the money he holds in his hand is indeed true inside and out, and there is no falsehood.

Lin Zhu whispered: "Speaking of which, can gods and ghosts conjure up so much money?"

"Of course not." Jie Mingyan turned over on the dog's back, rested his head on the dog's ear, and continued to take a nap: "Moving wealth and adding treasures also has to follow a cause and effect, how can it be said that it will change."

"But..." Lin Zhu didn't quite believe it: "You see, the money has indeed increased, doesn't it?"

Overnight, more than a dozen families in the village received the letter.

It appears out of thin air, sometimes on the stove, or by the door, obviously no one at home has been there, but you can see it in a daze.

Some of you were dubious, and some of you had tasted the benefits early, urging your distant relatives and neighbors to come and try their luck.

Seeing it, Xie Xuechen turned around and went to the market to inquire about the news for the second time.

Sure enough, when they went to the market to buy things again, people all over the street were happy. Not only did they spend a lot more generously, but they all blushed, as if they had made a fortune.

From Hejiazhuang to Heisonggou, people in ten villages and eight shops have received such letters, and they have received a lot of benefits one after another.

"Have you heard that a wealthy family named Peng took out 30 taels directly, and threw money into his porcelain basin, and finally exchanged it for 80 taels!"

"30 taels, do you have the nerve to take it out?" Someone sneered again: "Does Fan Yuan know that he directly took out 240 taels, and then the small tank at home was broken, and it was more than 600 taels after counting!"

"It's amazing, it's amazing!"

Mozun heard the gossip all the way, and he still didn't forget to take two piglets home, bought pickles and tea cakes along the way, and was stuffed with two sesame cakes by the smiling proprietress.

Lin Zhu followed behind him, a little worried.

The scholar always hopes everyone is well, and he instinctively knows that something is wrong.

Xie Xuechen teased the pig and walked back slowly, knowing that Lin Zhu had something on his mind, so he finally spoke slowly.

"Still thinking about it?"

"Yeah." Lin Zhu whispered: "There is a problem with the letter paper."

The bowls of each family are different, and the water they get is also different. How can they exchange infinite amounts of silver with this piece of paper?

Demon Venerable nodded slightly: "So what do you want to do?"

The latter sighed and shook his arm: "Help me."

Xie Xuechen smiled, it was very helpful.

"I've made up my mind." He said slowly, "I'll separate out a part of my spiritual consciousness, attach it to silver and throw it in, to see what happened."

When Lin Zhu heard it, his expression changed slightly: "What if the water is poisonous?"

"What if the water melts you?"

He became anxious, and turned his hands to grab him, fearing that the demon king would be too reckless: "You can't have an accident, in case you get hurt—"

Xie Xuechen looked up at him: "You?"

"I just—" Lin Zhu's words got stuck on the edge of his mouth, and he held back for a long time without saying anything, and said sullenly: "I just can't do it."

"It'll be fine." The man rubbed his hair in a good mood, making the bun a little crooked: "Spiritual consciousness is just a part of my shadow."

The corner of the shadow was swallowed, and it grew back in a blink of an eye.

That night, everyone gathered around the fire, completely forgetting that there was farm work and exams to do.

The Mozun took out a five-liang ingot and wiped it with his fingertips, leaving an inscription like an apricot flower.

This means that he has settled down his spiritual consciousness.

Lin Zhu fetched clear well water again, and specially changed it to a larger bowl.

Spread the letter on the bottom of the bowl again to make sure the silver falls on the paper later.

Everyone held their breath again to see what would happen this time.

Mozun held the silver and slowly let go.

The huge silver ingot then fell into the bowl, splashing water everywhere.

"Pfft."

Su Hongxiu was so nervous that she covered her mouth with her hand, carefully watching for any movement inside.

Lin Zhu stayed on the other side, watching Xie Xuechen's expression from time to time.

There was no movement in the water, and the apricot flower engraving did not move at all.

Not long after, Mozun made a sudden move and took back the ingot in the water.

The movement was so fast that everyone else was startled.

"What happened!"

"What happened!"

Xie Xuechen wiped the ingot with his head sullen, and spoke for a long time.

"This paper is eating me."

The author says:

came back! !

It disappeared before because it was collapsed by thousands of insults and rumors when I wrote the article last year. I have been going through legal procedures, and my mental state has collapsed several times in the middle, and I am trying to adjust.

At that time, I kept thinking, wait until the bad things are over before doing the things I love, and I don’t want the words I write to be affected by bad emotions.

Then came Orz who was trapped in Shanghai for more than a month without going out;

Gradually found that habits and bad days coexist.

Hey.

Write well and work hard to live, there is no choice.