My magic stick is going to heaven!

The direction in which the leaves floated turned out to be Yinxi, and Yinxi again. Could it be that something happened in this direction that caused all these ghosts to gather in this direction.

The hexagram just now also showed that his fortune is in the west of Yin, could it be...

Wen Changlang thought secretly, is there a big business to do in Yinxi? !

He is going to get rich? !

Thinking of this, Wen Changlang was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night, and it was dawn with his eyes open.

The sky was slightly pale, so Wen Changlang changed into cumbersome Taoist robes, served three incense sticks, invited the ancestors, sincerely worshiped, cleaned the wooden building up and down, and then cooked it casually A bowl of noodles, took two bites with chopsticks, and then rushed to pack up the things. The guy who eats must bring it.

Dragging a wooden box that was about to fall apart, Wen Changlang solemnly held the key that had passed through countless generations of hands, locked the wooden building, and reluctantly patted the two basalt stone statues at the door

"Be good, guard the house for the master, and come back when the master makes a lot of money, and reshape the golden bodies for you!"

Before leaving, Wen Changlang stopped by a bunch of little sugar figures, licked them, and dragged the dilapidated wooden box that protested out of the old alley.

Along the west side of Yin, there is a big official road. Wen Changlang is very poor, and Wen Changlang has no money, so he can't afford to ride an ox-drawn cart, let alone the expensive green leather train, so he can only walk along the road. On the barren hills on both sides, they struggled to drag wooden boxes forward, all for money!

It's all about money!

After walking along the main road for a few days, Wen Changlang has become a hard-working vagabond from the flamboyant and unrestrained person when he first came out.

When passing by a wilderness cemetery next to the official road, Wen Changlang counted his fingers, and felt that this cemetery was good, the ghosts were cleansed, and it was suitable for sleeping.

So the cloth was covered with a roll, and he lay down and fell asleep. In the middle of the night, all kinds of people floated out, looked at this very yang-spirited stranger, and chirped.

"Hey! Tell me, what would happen if he knew that he was being watched by so many ghosts?"

A ghost with a hole in its stomach and its intestines flowing all over the ground got closer and stared at Wen Changlang.

"You are stupid, you!"

At this time, another male ghost, who didn't look so miserable, slapped him on the head, pulled his exposed intestines, and cursed

"Didn't you see the yang energy on his body! You still have to deal with it, be careful that he will take you away!"

When the male ghost heard this, he jumped away in fright. It turned out to be a Taoist priest!

However, when he got into the cemetery, his exposed intestines were rolled up slipperily, and a black thing was rolled into the cemetery by him and hid in the coffin. He took it out and looked like a cloth. Bag?When I opened it, there was not a single silver dollar inside, let alone a bank note. There was only a small book with a few large characters engraved on it: National ID Card of the Republic of China. The male ghost couldn't help but spit.

"Poor Taoist!"

Down this highway, you will find the most prosperous Shenzhen. At the entrance of Daguan Road, Wen Changlang took out a compass, copper coins, and hung them up. According to the direction given above, you will be in Shenzhen!

When Wen Changlang finally arrived at the real Shenzhen, I finally felt the prosperity of Shenzhen. Here, cars are already running all over the street, and people are no longer wearing old-fashioned gowns and flag clothes, but all kinds of Brightly styled western skirts and slim suits.

On the street, there are also many novelty gadgets, which he had never seen in Wenjia Town. The things of Westerners are full of tricks.