Styx Continent, Blue Dragon Empire, Dragon Horse Town.

As soon as it was dark, a little woman hurriedly walked into Daddy Sang's steamed bun shop.

The little woman was seventeen or eighteen years old, handsome, but expressionless. Dressed in colorful brocade clothes, rich and gorgeous. It's just that it's extremely out of place. It was the clothes of a rich man in the cold, but he wore them outside, and it was on this hot day in May and June.

The little woman hurried to the counter, and handed out two copper coins in her slender hand, and handed them to Daddy Sang, who was both the second child and the owner of the shop. What is Daddy Sang's surname, has been forgotten. Because there is a big mulberry tree in front of the store, people call it a mulberry shop.

Daddy Sang also went from being a shopkeeper to being called Daddy Sang. Daddy Sang has a good heart and is recognized as a good person in Shili Eight Villages.

Although Daddy Sang is a very good person and always smiles, he smiles very reluctantly, and his eyes show a vigilant gaze.

Daddy Sang, he couldn't help but be vigilant. These days, he keeps finding paper ashes in his money basket.

Daddy Sang's small shop, unlike the shops in the big towns, collects all the money in the cash cabinet or money box and tight drawers. His money-collecting utensils were two small wicker baskets, and on the handles of the small baskets, a rope was tied to each of them, and the rope passed through the beams of the house, one on each side. After receiving the money, throw it into one basket, pull the other basket, and hoist the small basket that has received the money high, which means that the copper coin is high. Next time, collect the money, throw it in another basket, and pull it up as usual. Money is going up again.

Just this action, Daddy Sang doesn't know how many millions of times he has repeated in his life.

The oldest people in Ryoma Town vaguely remember seeing Daddy Sang doing this when he was a child.

The sun and moon in the town are like ten years and ten years. It's peaceful and quiet, as if time has stopped.

Although the people in Longma Town can see Daddy Sang's "high money" every day, Daddy Sang has not made a fortune. Not only did he not get rich, but he seemed to always seem to have a few less copper coins and strangely more paper ashes when he settled every night recently.

This terrifying discovery made Father Sang frightened, although he was no longer afraid of life and death, he was still afraid of ghosts. So, he began to pay attention. Soon, Father Sang determined that those paper ashes were indeed the ashes of the dead money burned for the dead.

This creepy result made Daddy Sang even more thrilled, and quickly locked on the suspect of paper money, the little woman who bought buns in front of him.

Because, in Daddy Sang's memory, this little woman is not from a small town. And it's not people near the town either. Although there are three or two thousand people in the town, as a villager who has been old for several generations or even dozens of lifetimes, he still knows all of them.

The little woman has been in his shop to buy steamed buns for a long time, and it has been almost a year since I calculated carefully. When he first came, Daddy Sang thought it was a relative or a new daughter-in-law, but he didn't care too much. Later, when she came every day, Daddy Sang turned a blind eye.

It wasn't until one day that Daddy Sang found the paper ashes in the money basket, and only after he was sure that it was the ashes of the money did he begin to pay attention to her.

It was at this time that Father Sang remembered that in the past year, there seemed to be no one in the town who had married, let alone heard of any relatives coming to them.

Daddy Sang, who has been content with the status quo and has become insensitive, woke up suddenly and began to pay attention to this little woman who came to buy steamed buns every evening. Father Sang was shocked to find that every time the little woman left, the paper ashes were found in the money basket.

I don't know how many times, before the little woman came, Daddy Sang reminded himself that he must pay attention to the money she gave. But every time he took the money, he habitually threw it into the money basket, and another money went up. It wasn't until the little woman left that she regretted it.

This can't be blamed on Daddy Sang, for decades, he has received money in this series of actions, and it has become natural to get used to it, and he really can't change it for a while. No way, on this day, Daddy Sang deliberately took off the money basket, hid it, and waited for this little woman.

I saw the little woman's little hand, which was as white as jade, handed out two dirty small coins that seemed to be begging, and handed them to Father Sang without saying a word. This has become a customary habit, one small coin has two steamed buns, and two small coins are four steamed buns.

At the beginning, Daddy Sang accosted the little woman after she came a few times. But she always didn't say a word. Father Sang decided that the little woman was deaf and mute. From then on, he never talked again. He gave as many steamed buns as the little woman took out.

At this moment, Father Sang took the two small coins handed to him by the woman, turned around and wanted to throw them into the money basket again, but found that the basket was gone, and he was stunned for a moment, before putting the money on the table, and sneered at the little woman: "The rope of the money basket is broken, and I haven't taken care of it." ”

As he spoke, Father Sang wrapped the four steamed buns in lotus leaves, handed them to the little woman, and said with a smile: "Let's go!"

The little woman said nothing, turned and left.

Daddy Sang lowered his eyes at the two copper coins, and slammed his eyes, his eyes were more than the copper coins.

The copper coins on the table were gone, and there were only two pieces of paper ash left.

Even though this was the result that Daddy Sang had predicted many times, he was still dumbfounded.

"Uncle Sang, is this the little woman?" A loud voice suddenly exploded behind Father Sang.

Father Sang shuddered for a moment, came back to his senses, and hurriedly replied, "That's it." Liu Zhutou, look at this copper coin, it has turned into ashes again. ”

Before Father Sang finished speaking, a strong man dressed in a quick costume had already leaned over the table and looked at it.

This strong man's surname is Liu, and he works as a catcher in the county, and his family lives in this small town. When I came back to visit relatives that day, I met Daddy Sang, who was familiar with him, and Daddy Sang told him his suspicions to this Liu Zhutou and asked him to ambush him in the room inside.

In the blink of an eye, it was already dark, and although there were lights on the table, it was really impossible to see the small copper coins on the table without bending over.

Liu Zhutou leaned over and glanced at the table, took a breath of cool air, pulled out his waist knife and chased out.

"Liu Zhutou, be careful...... She may be a ghost who inhales yang energy......" Daddy Sang shouted in a low voice and chased out.

The town of Ryoma is backed by a large mountain and faces a small river. Daddy Sang's shop is not in the center of the town, but on the edge of the town. Out of Daddy Sang's shop, it is a ravine. At the edge of the ravine, there is a large earthen bag called the Heavenly Tomb.

As early as the beginning, where this dirt bag was located, it was the residence of Father Sang's son. Daddy Sang is a son in his old age. I don't know how old he was, but his wife suddenly gave birth to a son for him. The people in the town said that eighty-eight still bears melons.