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Liuli Street is a famous cultural and antique street in Beijing. In addition to the famous old shops Rongbaozhai, Cuiwenge, Gujinguan, etc., there are countless small stalls along the street, struggling to survive all day long.

On this day, near noon, Liuli Street, which has been overcrowded since dawn, gradually faded away due to the arrival of meal time. Small merchants and hawkers, with the scorching sun on their heads, looked weary to attract the few customers.All of a sudden, a group of people came from the street, the leader was a middle-aged man dressed in fine clothes, his eyes lit up when he saw everyone, his face was filled with joy, he took out a few genuine items from the bottom of the box, and shouted hard .

As the saying goes: A family has three courtyards before entering the antique business.Although they are at the foot of the emperor, there are many rich and noble people, but the real dignitaries don't look down on the small vendors, and only the famous horse shed general Jia Shejia, the old man who is not stingy in his actions, is willing to look at the stalls. , especially loves to play picking up leaks, even if he can't pick up leaks, as long as he likes, the shots are all kinds of lavish, he is the God of Wealth on the street of antiques.

Jia She, the God of Wealth, lost his eyesight and lost his mind. He wandered from the street to the end of the street, and from the end of the street to the street, back and forth twice, enjoying the hospitality of the hawkers for a long time.It wasn't until he felt a little sore in his legs that Jia She stopped and casually stopped in front of a small stall.

The peddler, who seemed to see gold floating in front of his eyes, rubbed his eyes, took out his tongue, and introduced the treasure of the stall --- the snuff bottle.

"Master Pardon, this was used by Ji Lan, a famous scholar in the previous dynasty. Look at it is engraved with..."

"My lord, I don't like reading." Jia She twitched his mouth and replied calmly. Seeing people with embarrassment, he looked at his toys and saw the dusty folding fan in the corner.The fan is not like the common four masters of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, famous landscape paintings, or the favorite poems and songs of literati and poets, but a painting of a vicious Xiechi, next to which are three or five The prisoner was escorted by the big and thick head catcher. The prisoner was kneeling in the snow with his head down and his face invisible.A small piece of agate was inlaid in the tattered belt around his ragged but weird waist. Looking at Jia She, there was something hurting him in his heart, and he suddenly felt out of breath. fly off.

The reason why he came out for a walk so late today was because his always capable brother-in-law sent his precious and only daughter to Jia's house.

Although he used the excuse of his mother's death and the upbringing of his grandfather's family on the surface, but based on his experience of being an accompanying student in the palace for three months many years ago, he told him that Jiangnan was about to change.

Jiangnan will change the sky, which means that the new emperor will do something.

The new emperor can do it, but the emperor cannot.

The death of the emperor... means that the Jia family is also doomed.

"My lord, I am a fan lover. Although the workmanship is rough and the fan bones are just ordinary bamboo, whoever said that you are destined to come to your house. Buy a fan and give this snuff bottle as a gift." Jia She thumped his chest. , It’s extremely uncomfortable, but I also keep in mind that I can’t be taken advantage of and bargain.

The peddler spent a lot of time lowering his eyes, and finally saw the dirty bamboo folding fan, then raised his eyes to look at Jia She, who was dressed in jewels, and said honestly, "My lord, it was just made by an ordinary scholar. It sounds bad, and I had no choice but to accept it, why don't you look at the others? This snuff bottle is really the treasure of the shop!"

"Buying pearls, do you understand?" Jia She motioned to the left and right to take out a silver ingot.

The peddler immediately offered it with both hands.

Jia Shen habitually wanted to play with it for a while, but as soon as he took the fan, he was pricked by a burr on the fan handle, and then a drop of blood sprang out, and quickly flowed into the fan along the fan handle.Seeing this, Jia She was not only not angry, but was even more hurt by the scene. The servant who squinted and wanted to shout, stopped people from embarrassing him, bandaged him casually, and dragged Rong Guofu's momentum, Waving a thousand taels of silver bills, he literally knocked open the most famous Ruyi Garden in the capital.

"Life should be enjoyed in time!" Jia She held his wine glass to the oirans who surrounded him, and laughed, "Money is something outside the province. If you don't bring it with you, you don't take it with you when you die!"

Under Mei Jiao Niang's gentle compliment, Jia Amnesty waved his hand to signal everyone to leave until he was dizzy from drinking.He spent money to find someone to drink today, and he has no other interests.

After drinking the hangover soup, he ordered the boy to fetch the fan that had been cleaned. Jia She rested his chin and looked at the fan surface with the miserable wind, and poked the handle of the fan: "It means that you have been lucky recently, and you are in a bad mood when you meet me. After getting along with you, I bought you, otherwise who would want to take a look at you."

fan:"…………"

"Do you know? Antiquarians don't call me Bangchui, they call me the Stable General." Jia She laughed again and again, just like in the past, whenever there is a new fan, they always communicate a few words first, like an old friend, He also pityed himself and said: "But if I didn't come out of her belly, I wouldn't be the youngest of the Jia family, and I wouldn't be able to inherit the title."

fan:"…………"

"Oh, you look too cold, and you're not a masterpiece. I'll bring you home, and those little ones will be angry." Jia She clucked his tongue, and was just thinking about whether to give the fan a name according to the convention. I took it home, and suddenly a black smoke began to float out of the fan.

Before he had time to think about whether it was on fire, Jia Amnesty saw a head floating out, which looked particularly ghostly and eerie in the warm lights of Ruyi Garden.

"There is a ghost------" Jia She's face was pale at the moment, but he opened his mouth countless times, feeling that his throat was broken, but he still couldn't make any sound, and could only look at the strange fan. Floating from head to toe, a whole ghost floated out.

ghost! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

After shouting hoarsely a hundred times but still no rescuers came, and the ghost remained silent since it was floating in mid-air, Jia She took courage from the wine that hadn't dissipated, and secretly looked at the ghost with his eyes.

This ghost, with disheveled hair, can only see a delicate chin from the bottom up, and can't make out his appearance and expression, but judging by the piercing eyes of his elder master who has been hunting for many years, he should be a beauty.Because in addition to the beautiful chin, the hands are also white and slender.

"Hahahahaha, it's really rare!" After a long silence, a condescending voice floated down with a hint of ethereal.

Jia She, who had just borrowed wine and was emboldened, immediately hugged his head, knelt on the ground, trembling: "Don't kill me, everything is negotiable! Picking, yin, mending, yang, etc., I will buy you virgins and virgins." , as much as you want? Just don't look for me!"

"I want to die, can you let me die?"

Jia Amnesty: "..."

"Jia Amnesty. My name is Qiu Ji."

Before Jia Amnesty could react, he heard the ghost introduce himself, with an inexplicably sad voice: "Earlier, I was also a rich and well-clothed young master, a prince and young master, the heir of the family, but unfortunately I was ineffective and my house was ransacked in the end. Exile. But it’s still my life. Even if I was exiled, there was a general in the North Cold Land who used to be my father’s subordinate. Out of kindness, he took care of me, and I still have a life-saving gift left by my elder brother in the past. Fu. In the end, I became a hero in old age and died for my country."

Jia She was stunned, feeling his trembling heart, remembering why he bought the fan, couldn't help saying: "What a coincidence."

Chou Ji laughed again and again when he heard the words, and continued: "Unexpectedly, I have a spirit after death. Maybe I forgot to drink Mengpo soup and was reincarnated again. In this life, I am not a high-ranking heir to a title, born in a commoner family After my parents had me, they said they wanted me to get a better education and go out to do business, but the business grew bigger and bigger, they settled in the city, and gave birth to a younger brother for me.”

That world, because it was too grotesque, and he was sleepy and thinking about why he had the memory of the past, seemed dumb and stupid.Growing up in a small mountain village, he was taken to a colorful city when he was ten years old, but he was out of place, so he could only watch the warmth and sweetness of his parents, younger brother and family of three.

In the end, his grandmother took him back to his hometown.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. His father's business failed, his partner absconded with donations, and his mother disappeared with the remaining money with his younger brother. Under the double blow, his father died of anger.

Fortunately, after his father got rich, he bought a lot of land in his hometown, and he didn't stick to the past. He could still be a calligraphy teacher by relying on his "dog crawling".

The grandparent and grandson depend on each other for life, which is very good for him.

But God loves to joke with him.

When the small mountain village was demolished, their family lost their money immediately.Then the mother, who hadn't seen her in more than ten years, brought her younger brother to ask for the demolition money.

His parents had not yet divorced and were the legal heirs, and he was tied up in a treatment center. When he tried his best to get out, his grandmother died of illness, and the mother and son occupied the inheritance in a fair and just manner.

"What?" After hearing what happened to this inhuman ghost, Jia Amnesty was angry, and immediately he was no longer afraid, and said in astonishment, "Is there no king's law?"

"Yes..." Qiu Ji looked at the angry Jia She, with a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth: "I sent the two of them, no, all the scum in the treatment center to heaven with explosives."

Jia Amnesty felt his legs go weak again.

"I committed suicide, killed, attacked, and unexpectedly came back after waking up." Having said this, Qiu Ji glared at Jia She with murderous intent in his eyes, and said, "Not only that, but I was also extracted What kind of host can be obtained through the live broadcast of truth, goodness and beauty before materializing. I want to die, what the hell is this?!"

"Uh... you... don't be angry, although I don't understand, but it seems to be quite powerful!" Looking at the ghost, oh, that enemy's resentment was rolling around, Jia She hurriedly hid under the table, stammering Baba's persuasion.

"It's very powerful, you and I are also destined, so I'll give you that damn live broadcast." Qiu Ji floated down, grabbed Jia She's hair, and dragged him out from under the table abruptly , "I'm really tired of living, anyway, between you and me, that ghost intelligent system can't detect any dna abnormalities."

Jia She opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but a dazzling light flashed in front of his eyes, and he lost consciousness.