Money can really do whatever it wants

This is a dim world, with no stars, no moon, and gray mist wandering everywhere. .

The same pavilions, the same rockery and flowing water, all the layouts prove that this is the Ruyi Building, but there is no trace of life.

The chirping of insects and birds, the gentle night wind, and the bright moonlight are all gone, replaced by a dead silence, a dead silence without any signs of life.

Qin Mo's appearance was too abrupt, so out of place with this gray world.

The red lanterns hanging under the eaves did not make people feel warm, but instead added a kind of weirdness.

A cloud of twisted mist approached quietly, and exploded with a bang as soon as it touched his sleeve, and the surrounding mist that was about to move instantly dispersed.

Qin Mo identified the direction, walked directly around the corridor to the embroidered building in front, which was the residence of Li Xianxian, and also the small building of the former courtesan Mrs. Nie.

From far away, there is a singing voice, the singing voice is melodious, lingering and sad, and it is Li Shangyin's "spring silkworms will only die when the silkworms die, and the wax torch will turn into ashes and tears will dry." It is so clear in this dead and silent place.

Qin Mo listened attentively for a while, stroked his chin, and boasted, "It's a good song, and it's quite nice."

"Chirp!" Blue Bird disdainfully.

"Of course, it's still worse than you."

"Chirp!"

The moment he walked into the small building, the singing stopped, and the door behind him closed with a bang, and the surroundings were pitch black, with no light at all.

Something sounded in the dark, squirming, sticky, in front of and behind the body, left and right above the head, everywhere.

"It really has the atmosphere of a horror movie." He had a very bad feeling, hesitated a little, and lit a candle with a snap.

In the small halo, it is enough for people to see the surrounding scene clearly. Countless snakes as thick as wrists are piled up, wriggling, and crawling towards him. The vertical red pupils are full of bloodthirsty and madness.

The hair on Qin Mo's back stood on end, and his whole body was stiff like a popsicle.

"This special effect is really good..." His voice was dry.

Qin Mo is a person who is not afraid of heaven and earth, and who can occasionally dance face-to-face with corpses. The only weakness in his life is that he is afraid of all kinds of wriggling things, ranging from caterpillars and earthworms to snakes of all kinds. , He felt itchy all over his body when he took a look at it.

Let alone now.

Qin Mo wanted to swear, but he still wanted to maintain an elegant personality.

Life is so difficult!

But now is not the time for him to lament his life, a slender snake hangs down from the top of his head, and the snake vomits slightly, only a millimeter away from the tip of his nose!

"Depend on!!!"

Qin Mo leaned back and slashed across with his sword. While cutting the snake into two pieces, he threw out the Ice Talisman, Fiery Talisman, Heaven, Lightning, Splitting Talisman, Thousand Swords, Ten Thousand Cuts Talisman.

There were crackling lightning and thunder, and when everything returned to calm, the small building had completely changed, as if it had been flooded and then roasted by a fire again, and the room was a mess.

"Chirp!"

The blue bird flapped its wings and circled around, and after confirming that no snake slipped through the net, said: [Do you know how much money you lost just now? 】

Qin Mo's face froze, and his heart ached.

The system is dead money. Common spells such as Ice and Fire Talisman cost ten taels of silver a piece. Medium-level spells are more lethal and cost 50 taels a piece. High-level spells are more expensive. 100 taels a piece. I can't buy it yet.

Thinking about the three middle-level spells he threw out just now, five pieces of ice, six pieces of fire, and three pieces of mid-level spells, he seemed to be shaking his hands, and threw out a high-level spell?

He hurriedly counted the remaining charms, and then he felt bad.

Die badly!His bad luck, gone! !

Qin Mo's expression was distorted, but he managed to maintain a smile, "It's okay!" He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm still alive!"

"Chirp!"

"900 taels, after this matter is over, I will have 900 taels in the account!"

"Chirp!"

"I can still buy nine more to die!"

The blue bird gave him a contemptuous look, flapped its wings, and flew to the second floor.

"......"

So angry.

An angry Qin Mo took out an apple from his pocket and took a bite out of it.

Boots stepped on the stairs, making a slight sound. Qin Mo held a sword in one hand and an apple in the other, lowered his head, and walked carefully step by step.

There are nineteen steps in the staircase, Qin Mo walked nineteen steps, stood in front of the closed door, and knocked politely.

The door opened, which made him a little surprised. He originally wanted to come to the court first, but now he doesn't need it.

At some point, the blue bird landed on his shoulder again. Qin Mo stepped into the room, and what he saw was a picture of a very harmonious happy family.

A big bed, the man sleeps inside, the child sleeps outside, the hostess sits on the bed and stretches out her hands, as if to comfort the sleeping child.

It's really - a family that loves each other.

If it wasn't for the mistress who was about to touch the child, the golden light that suddenly lit up bounced back and burned her hands.

Qin Mo sighed, looked at her paws that were scorched into black carbon, and said with pity: "You'd better not touch it, this thing is the nemesis of all ghosts."

The female ghost raised her head, and a beautiful and sad face appeared from behind her long hair. She didn't speak, just looked at him like this, and then she shed one tear and two tears, and a string of tears just fell for free.

Qin Mo was taken aback, and almost surrendered and shouted that I didn't bully you anymore.

"Prince Taoist." The female ghost stood up tremblingly, bowed and bowed, "Although the child is naughty, he has never done anything bad. I also ask the Taoist priest to spare his life. I am willing to take the punishment on his behalf."

"what?"

This is different from the three hundred rounds of the human-ghost war he imagined.

Qin Mo was a little depressed, he asked: "Why don't you fight anymore?"

Mrs. Nie whispered, "I can't beat it."

Oh, and this is still a very current affairs ghost.

Qin Mo narrowed his eyes, "Then how do you know it hasn't done anything bad?"

The female ghost was a little anxious, she raised her scorched hand, and said: "I swear, my son is just going out to frighten people, and nothing else has anything to do with him."

"You mean the three people who died in Ruyilou were not killed by you?"

"When I died, I did have resentment and resentment in my heart, but I wouldn't kill anyone."

Qin Mo frowned and called out "Ah Qing?"

"Chirp!"

"Show me."

[Although there is resentment, there is no hostility, and there is no smell of blood on his body. 】

"Does that mean we found the wrong person?" Qin Mo was a little worried, "If it wasn't you, who would it be?"

Madam Nie shuddered, and fear appeared in her eyes.

"It seems you know."

Mrs. Nie shook her head, "I don't know, my family has never seen him, and I dare not go to see him, but my son has."

Qin Mo looked at her and suddenly smiled. He took a bite of the apple, swallowed it slowly, and said under the other's nervous gaze: "It's not difficult to undo this spell."

As he spoke, he walked to the bed, and the moment he passed Mrs. Nie, he chuckled again: "Relax, it's not good to be so nervous, it will scare me."

Gui Tong's appearance was really sharp-eyed, he looked away, and happened to meet another pair of dark eyes.

"Hi!"

He shook the half-eaten apple in his hand, and greeted him very friendly, "You're awake."

Ximen Chuuxue was silent, without any intention of opening his mouth.

Qin Mo thought about it, if he woke up and found that he was sleeping with an extremely ugly lump of flesh, let alone speak, he might even want to die.

Giving him a very sympathetic look, Qin Mo stretched out his hand and tapped the ghost boy's brow, and the gossip pattern bound to it gradually faded. Of course, this is not the point. Seeing that it didn't work, he just took back the spell that was in the opponent's body.

The pain inflicted on his body finally disappeared, but the injury he received couldn't be healed all at once. Gui Tong was still weak, but he still struggled to get out of bed and crawled to his mother's side.

Mrs. Nie quickly hugged him in her arms, comforting him gently, without disgust, only distressed.

"Can we talk now?" Qin Mo smiled.

He is indeed a man who is very suitable for smiling, he also likes to laugh, and he can laugh in any situation.

Mrs. Nie glanced at him cautiously, then pondered for a moment and said: "That day, the day my family died, I, I was not reconciled, I couldn't bear the child, and I couldn't wait for Li Lang. I really didn't want to die like this. Later, somehow, it appeared here. At the beginning, my mind was muddled and I couldn’t think of anything, but there were countless voices warning me in my ears, not to go out of the small building, not to walk around, not to Enter Fangyiju."

"Fang Yiju?"

Madam Nie's eyes flickered, and she said vaguely, "That, that's where Ruyilou performed."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and didn't ask any further questions. This made Madam Nie heave a sigh of relief. She continued, "That person's pressure on me was too great. The clearer I am, the deeper I feel it. I, I take one step forward." They dare not go there."

"Then you really haven't seen it."

"I haven't seen it, but Tongtong has seen it, it's true." Mrs. Nie patted the child in her arms, and said softly: "Tongtong is naughty, always running around, refusing to stay in the small building obediently, that day That's right, he somehow ran to Fang Yiju, and he said he saw it."

"What did you see?"

"Bugs, big, long, big bugs."

The corners of Qin Mo's lips twitched, his complexion was really not good, "Is it a snake?"

Mrs. Nie responded softly.

Qin Mo swiped a few mouthfuls as if venting his anger, ate the remaining half of the apple, and threw the core through the window with precision.

The business I took over, I had to finish it on my knees.

"Where is Fang Yiju?" He asked.

"Are you going?" Mrs. Nie was surprised, "He is very powerful, really!"

Qin Mo blinked, "I'm also very good, really!"

Madam Nie looked at the baby in her arms who had no energy at all, so she didn't persuade her any more.

When Qin Mo was about to leave, he always felt that he had forgotten something. He touched his sleeves and his arms, did he lose something?

Ximen Chuuxue, who was lying on the bed and couldn't move: You lost me, thank you!