Chapter 2056: Co-existing _1 Chapter 2056: Co-existing _1 When the man spread his hands, the others were shocked.
“Why do I have to be paid?”
The fear on the man's face quickly turned into disbelief and he exclaimed in surprise.
Upon hearing him say this, although the corners of the man's mouth were still upturned, his eyes quickly turned cold, making him smile insincerely, which looked very strange.
“You won't?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the three refined corpses on the black ship slowly stood up and rolled their eyes at the crowd.
'Wuwu-'
The river wind blew past everyone, and the chill seemed to penetrate through their hair and bones into their bones. It was cold and painful.
“It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding.”
Auntie Wu laughed out loud when she saw that things were not looking good.
Now that things had come to this, she only wanted everything to go smoothly. How could she still be calculative about gains and losses?
Shen villa was now a chaotic place with people and ghosts mixed in. There was even a refined corpse. She could not stay here any longer and wanted to escape immediately.
Her mother's family was rich, and she had never been short of money. She didn't want to argue with any problem that could be solved with money. She just treated it as a way to avoid disaster.
After saying this, she handed her grandson to her eldest son while reaching for the hidden bag in her sleeve and taking out a sackcloth pouch.
The pouch was wrapped up tightly with a few layers of hemp rope. After she untied it, she revealed some scattered copper and silver Yuan.
She poured out a large pile of coins and threw them into the man's hand as if they were hot potatoes.
“Take it, the extra will be a reward.”
The coin fell into the man's palm, but he still maintained his bowing posture. He did not take the money back immediately, but repeated his words, ”
“That's five Wen in total,”
Wu ju was stunned for a moment, thinking that he thought the money was too little. He endured the pain and took out another silver Yuan, putting it in his hand.
“That should be enough, right?”
After the fall of the late Jin Dynasty, a temporary government was established.
Among the coins distributed by the government, there were gold, silver, and copper coins, all of which were newly cast.
Each silver coin was worth a lot, at least equivalent to a hundred copper coins. She had taken out such a huge sum of money to avoid disaster.
Who knew that after this man accepted the silver, he did not give up and still said, ”
“That's five Wen in total,”
“You …”
Even if Auntie Wu wanted to make peace, she thought that he was trying to extort money from her because he was not hungry.
In her shock, fear, and anger, she subconsciously turned to look at song qingxiao.
“Qing Xiao-”
Song Qing looked down on this man who wanted money and suddenly said, ”
“Master, where's the purse that you received on the Ox-cart?”
The others didn't know what was going on, but the coachman and the old Daoist, master and disciple, who had experienced this before, immediately understood what song qingxiao meant.
“Yes,”
The old Daoist smacked his forehead and his eyes flickered.
“Maybe it's because of the money.”
At this time, Shen village had already fallen into the ghost realm. It was not strange for people, zombies, and ghosts to live in the same city.
The money that Auntie Wu had taken out was probably not circulating in the market, and they needed extra currency.
Song qingxiao wasn't afraid of this person, but she wanted to verify her guess. She wanted to see if the change here was related to the old ghost from more than 300 years ago.
The old Daoist's reaction wasn't slow either. He guessed her intentions and reached for the satchel at his waist.
However, after touching it for a long time, his expression gradually became a little strange.
“He's gone …”
The pink brocade pouch that he had gotten from the old coachman was not in his bag.
“That's strange.” His expression was serious as he lowered his head to rummage through his bag.”I clearly put it in this bag. You guys saw it with your own eyes.”
The old Daoist had a gray-white cloth bag hanging on his waist, and it wasn't very big.
With more than half of the talisman paper and magic tools inside consumed, there weren't many things in the bag. If the pink brocade pouch was still there, it wouldn't be impossible to find it.
“Could it be that it was lost on the ship?” The old Daoist muttered to himself.
Song qingxiao's eyes flickered. On the other side, song Changqing also touched his chest and other places.
As the old Daoist was rummaging through his purse but couldn't find it, his hand seemed to have touched something. His expression was a little stiff, and he suddenly shouted, ”
“It's with me,”
As he spoke, he reached out his hand from his lapels.
Chapter end
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