Riding on the way back, my head is still a little dizzy, Tiancheng ingots, Tiancheng ingots lying quietly in my pocket at the moment are so valuable. (The fastest update speed, remember this site to find this site)

Uncle Li's words were still lingering in his ears: "Do you know what a Tiancheng ingot?" Five dynasties and ten kingdoms of copper coins, unearthed very few, each piece is worth a lot of money, if it is a small flat money is just that, at most it is a treasure, but you have this in your hand, do you know, is a discount of ten coins, scarce, even the archaeological community does not recognize its existence, but once it is analyzed with high-tech instruments, it is a rare treasure! ”

I don't know what a small flat money is, let alone what a discount ten dollars is, Uncle Li taught me a lesson, and I realized that a small flat money is equivalent to one yuan, and a discount of ten dollars is much bigger than a small flat money, which is equivalent to ten yuan.

And this Tiancheng ingots in my pocket are ten coins that I don't know how many pieces have survived, which is not important, the important thing is that it has been warmed by my ancestors, and the mana contained in it is amazing.

I'm so violent!

In addition, Uncle Li was afraid that I would spoil things in the future, so he said to me fiercely: "The preciousness of your tiger claw lies in the fact that it was obtained from a tiger that has lived for more than 50 years. The hundred-year-old demon tiger, the heaviest claw of evil spirit, wants to go to measure the bone age now, which will cause a sensation. ”

"The agarwood in your hand is Qi Nan Shen, the price is comparable to gold, you can weigh it yourself."

"Your master loves to collect treasures, and as a magic weapon, he is even more selective, your master gets the most, I personally prefer copper coins, and I got them all, and what I gave you this time is also the best of them, and you treat it like this."

"What's more, these things are all cold in the mana of your ancestor, the most ordinary jade, as long as the spirit jade is cultivated, it is worth a lot, you kid has a heavy treasure, you don't know how to cherish it."

The sun is very poisonous, and I am even more in a trance when I am spicy, but it can't compare to the trance of my mood, dare to be affectionate, how many of them are rich people? I remembered Master's big boxes, which used to be taken out at random were all paintings of Yun Shouping, and I later went to college to know that Yun Shouping's paintings were called a thousand gold, but I didn't think much about it.

Uncle Li's words reminded me of this stubble, and I suddenly felt that my ancestor was really amazing! I don't even feel safe now, why? Tiger claw, a whole string of Qi Nan Shen is on his body, oh, and he also carried a Tiancheng ingot, ten dollars, isn't this a mobile vault walking on the road? How can there still be a sense of security?

When I got home, I excitedly asked Master about this, but Master glanced at me and said lightly: "Don't fight the idea of these things, they are all left by your ancestors, and they will be passed on to me from generation to generation!" Ritual weapons, you can use these things casually, antiques or something, keep them as decorations, and you can't move them when you starve to death. ”

At this time, I woke up from the surprise of having money, yes, the things left by the ancestor are more commemorative than the meaning of money, as disciples and grandchildren, we can only enrich these things, so that our vein is more sufficient, how can we fight its idea?

"Pack up and set off for Sichuan the day after tomorrow." Master didn't care about these things at all, so he casually changed the subject.

After my mentality changed, I didn't care about it before, and I didn't think about these things anymore, so I asked, "Master, where are you going to Sichuan?" ”

"Nanchong." As I spoke, Master threw me something, and I took it and looked at it, wasn't it the tiger's claw that had been separated from me for 8 years?

"It's finally in place, put it on, take care of it, you can't move it again until you can't arrange a big array and exorcise the soul, and I won't move it again."

"Hmm." I am very happy that I will be able to return to Sichuan, which I have always dreamed of, the day after tomorrow.

Sichuan Nanchong, an ordinary city in Sichuan, the people who have lived here for generations are no different from other Chinese, working at sunrise and returning at sunset, hardworking, duty, and kindness

If there is anything different here, it is that there are many legends about zombies, especially a subordinate county in Nanchong, Nanfang County.

In 1990, Nanfang County, an ordinary village.

Meng Dawei got up early in the morning this summer, and now is not the busy season for farming, but he has to get up early in the morning, just because the villagers are going to dig his father's grave today, and he can't object as a son, and he must also assist everyone in their actions, which is still a little bitter when he thinks about it.

There is someone in the family who got up earlier than him, it is his daughter-in-law, after hearing Meng Dawei's movements, his daughter-in-law Ma Lier made a basin of washing water, twisted the handkerchief and handed it to his man to wipe his face.

Sichuan men are famous for loving their wives, and Meng Dawei's daughter-in-law Gao Yan is not happy to serve Meng Dawei so much on weekdays, but today is special, and she has to treat her man gently, after all, whose father's grave is going to be dug up, and her heart will be happy?

Sullenly wiped his face, washed up briefly, Meng Dawei sat at the door of his house in a daze, looking at the morning at 6 o'clock, there was already a bit of a bright day, he couldn't figure it out, why is it my dad? Is the village priest mistaken?

Gao Yan sighed, handed the hot red oil somen noodles in her hand to Meng Dawei, thinking that her man was not happy today, she was ruthless, especially with two eggs lying in the noodles, eating more deliciously, and the mood would be better, right? Gao Yan thought so.

Meng Dawei took the noodles, and Xili began to eat them with a snort, but after eating a small half, he sighed, put the noodles down again, and didn't even move the eggs in the noodles.

"Dawei, still in a bad mood?" Gao Yan took a small stool and sat down next to Meng Dawei, her mother once taught Gao Yan that she can't let a man hold his heart in his heart, if he is suffocated, his health is not good, his health is not good, who can support this family?

She felt the need to unravel her man.

Faced with Gao Yan's question, Meng Dawei didn't answer directly, sighed, and just said in a muffled voice: "How much incense, candles, and paper money are prepared?" ”

"Much, I bought more than a hundred yuan, Dawei, you old man can know your intentions." Gao Yan held her man's hand and comforted her softly.

Meng Dawei's eyes were red, and he quickly wiped them, and then said, "You say, how can it be my old man?" Put today's burn, I can't even worship my father in my life, I can put it for the last time today, I really want to ask Daoist Yuan, whether he has figured it out, how can it be my old man? ”

"Dawei, I don't want to be my father-in-law, which village doesn't have such a thing? If you meet it, you have to deal with it! The father-in-law's grave is so abnormal, the grass around it does not grow a single one, and some people heard strange noises when they passed by, you say hey" Speaking of this, Gao Yan also sighed, and her heart was more afraid, although she was the daughter-in-law of the Meng family, but from the bottom of her heart, her feelings for her father-in-law were definitely not as deep as her man's feelings for her father, she was afraid.

From the perspective of emotional factors, she felt that this was still a bit cruel, but in more ways, she still hoped that it would be burned sooner.

Meng Dawei looked up at the bright sky again, and said in a muffled voice: "The sun must be very poisonous today, I'm afraid my old man won't be able to hide today, Dad" Thinking of the sadness, Meng Dawei suddenly shed tears.

"Forget it, Dawei, eat noodles, I'll have to work hard later." Gao Yan saw her man crying, and she was also worried in her heart, so she could only hand the noodles to Meng Dawei and persuade her softly.

Meng Dawei took the noodles, ate angrily, ate a few bites, raised his head, and said fiercely: "If the coffin is opened today, there is no problem, I will ask Daoist Yuan to come to my house and set up ten tables of baba mats, apologize to me in front of the whole village, and toast three glasses to my old man." ”

Gao Yan didn't speak, it seemed that her man still had such a faint hope, even if the characteristics were already so obvious, her silence just didn't want to break her man's hope, but she didn't think that what her man said could be realized.

After eating noodles, tidying up the house, and then bringing the things to worship, the time was already 8 o'clock, Gao Yangang said that he went out to look, but he didn't want a few famous people in the village to lead everyone to come.

Before I entered the door, I heard everyone shouting: "Dawei, go out, you have to do something." ”