Copper Coins

The Jiang Family Medical Hall is located in Yanchao Lane. Most of the wooden parts of the house were burned in the fire three years ago. Now only the westernmost half of the wing rooms are left, which can block the wind and rain. It's not very useful, and it's not suitable for fooling people, but it can hide ghosts.

Jiang Shining, the son of the Jiang family who was not as weak as the crown, just lived like a lonely ghost in his own courtyard.

After he slid into the house through the crack of the wall, he was delayed for a while, but his mouth was not idle——

"Is the East China Sea separated from the door and the side room?" That clear voice couldn't hold back anymore.

Jiang Shining finished speaking by himself, rolled his eyes towards the sky with a consumptive face, and after a moment of silence, he continued in a low voice: "People have come in, and the food box is stuck outside the wall."

He snorted and said to himself, "I admire it."

After a while, he changed his voice and said, "Thank you."

Jiang Shining: "..."

Judging from his blue face under the moonlight, he probably didn't want to open his mouth anymore.

The crumbling three walls of the wing room were blackened by smoke and fire, and there was only a hole in the north-facing window. In the winter moon, the morning light had not yet appeared at five o'clock, and there was only a shadow of the crescent moon, leaking a bit of neither salty nor light in the corner of the wing room. Light.The person sitting by the window hole, half of his body fell under the cold and faint moonlight, and the other half of his body was hidden in the darkness.

He was dressed in black clothes that melted into the night, with two shadows under his straight and beautiful browbones, and a little glimmer of light reflected from his dark eyes. Just by his outline, he could tell that this person had a good appearance... but Half of his face under the moonlight was too pale, and the wrist bones supporting his chin were particularly prominent, revealing a strong sickness.

In fact he was sick—he couldn't stand up, and he couldn't walk.

As for the cause?That is really no ghost.He stayed in Jiang Zhai for four days, Jiang Shining knew nothing about him except his surname Xue Mingxian.

"Please change your posture. Whether you are sitting or not, if you are tilted for a long time, your upper body will become paralyzed." As soon as Jiang Shining entered the wing room, he stuffed the full food box into Xue Xian's arms.Before he was alive, he had read sage books for more than ten years, and his eyeballs hurt when he saw Xue Xian's lazy appearance.

"You can be paralyzed with two tilts, think I'm you?" Jiang Shining just turned his back and turned away, then opened his mouth again and said something to himself in a clearer voice.

"..." Scholar Jiang was completely unhappy, he turned his head to Xue Xian with a broken face and said, "I've already entered the door, ancestor, do you have something to say yourself?"

Xue Xian lifted the lid of the food box, squinted his eyes and sniffed the aroma of the hot food, and finally said lazily, "Okay, I'm a little tired for meat's sake. Would you like a piece?"

Jiang Shining said angrily, "Will you burn it to ashes for me?"

Xue Xian: "Dream."

"Eat yours!" After Jiang Shining finished speaking, he stopped talking to him, but walked to the bottom of the wall, and his whole body suddenly collapsed, turning into a thin piece of human-shaped paper, which slid along the wall to the ground— - He has limited time every day, and he has to rest when the time comes.

This human-shaped paper skin was cut by a genius at first glance, the edges are not as good as those gnawed by a dog, with a few strokes on the face, Jiang Shining can be vaguely recognized, but there are two lumps of carmine on the cheeks , there is a sense of stupidity in the weirdness.

After the paper skin lay dead on the ground for a while, he fell into a gentleman's disease and got up again, frowning and staring at Xue Xian: "I wanted to say it two days ago, why can't you even hold chopsticks well?"

Xue Xian raised his eyelids and glanced at him indifferently: "Trust me, my upper body has been paralyzed for a long time, and I just sat up recently, and the chopsticks still don't work well."

After speaking, he raised his hand and swung a hidden weapon, which hit Jiang Shining on the forehead, and knocked the paper man back to the ground, as if impatient.

Jiang Shining turned his head to look at the hidden weapon with difficulty: Bah, chicken bones!

The paper figurine paused for a moment, then struggled as if thinking of something again: "Let's discuss it, can you stop putting two balls of red powder on my face tomorrow night?"

Xue Xian was even lazier this time, and only answered with one word: "No."

Jiang Shining: "..."

The so-called cannibals have soft mouths and short hands.If Xue Xian hadn't helped him make this paper body, he would still be floating around in a daze.

But just this matter, Jiang Shining was a little confused——

Huizhou is a vast land, and there are many empty houses that are left unoccupied. Any one of them can provide him with temporary shelter. However, he chose a burnt-out abandoned house like the Jiang Family Medical Hall.Besides, Xue Xian said on the first day he came here that he was here for an important matter.But four days passed, besides eating, he only did one thing, which was to help Jiang Shining cut a paper figurine.

The most important thing is the paper-cut man, right?

Jiang Shining stuck a thin piece on the cold ground for a while, then acted like he remembered something again.

Xue Xian has a bad temper, he became impatient after two visits, and blocked him directly the third time: "Speak again and cut your mouth, if you have something to say, we can talk about it tomorrow morning."

Jiang Shining hurriedly said, "The last sentence."

Xue Xian glanced at him: "My brain hurts when you talk, and I'm going to be paralyzed after listening too much, shut up."

"Just now I seemed to be followed by someone when I entered the courtyard wall. I glanced at it when I entered the courtyard wall, and it seemed to be a monk with a string of copper coins hanging around his waist. I reckoned that it was time to reach the door now." Jiang Shining said with a nod. After falling back to the ground, the paper figurine stopped moving.

At this point, he has run out of time for today, and until dark, he can't move or speak, at most he can be a bystander.

Xue Xian: "..."

Monks follow ghosts, what can they do?

A monk with a string of copper coins hanging from his waist eye follows a ghost, what else can he do?

Such an important matter, you fucking nerd, didn't you say to keep it for the Chinese New Year? !

With Xue Xian's violent temper, he could send Jiang Shining and the entire courtyard to the sky when he was in the past when his hands and feet were convenient.Now, he could only look through the hole in the window with no expression on his face, and saw that the courtyard door creaked and was pushed away from the outside.

These days, magic sticks who rely on lip service to make a living are everywhere, and Xue Xian is not uncommon. He also knows that some of them are really good at tricks.So the older something is, the harder it is to fool it.

So, when the monk outside the door stepped in, Xue Xian breathed a sigh of relief—the person who came was unexpectedly young, and it was obvious that he was not just a fake, but he was not going anywhere.And when he scanned the copper coin hanging by the monk with his extraordinary eyesight, he was completely relieved.

The more capable the person, the more evil spirits the copper coins in their hands have suppressed. From a distance, they are very different from ordinary copper coins.A layer of pure light floated on the copper surface, covering it evenly like oily skin.Although someone could imitate this layer of bright yellow leather by some unscrupulous methods, but that can at most block the eyes of ordinary people, but it has no effect on Xue Xian.

The young monk in front of the door is fine, he doesn't even know how to imitate, the string of copper coins around his waist, not to mention the bright yellow oil skin, even the copper skin is almost worn away.I don't know where it was dug out from, maybe it hasn't been used seriously once.

Just like this, you still want to go down the mountain to make a living?By what?By face?

Xue Xian snorted to himself, put the food box down with peace of mind, and folded it casually, turning it into a wooden stake with burn marks.

He leaned back in the chair without a sound, and his tall and thin figure collapsed in an instant. In the blink of an eye, he also turned into a thin piece of paper, but the edges were much smoother than Jiang Shining's, and the painting was also much smoother. It is much finer than him, and there are no more pink balls on his face.

Jiang Shining, whose body was lying on the ground and could not move: "..."

It can be seen from this that someone is probably a turtle, a pure bastard.

The thin sheet of paper occupied by Xue Xian slid down the chair and fell to the ground, lying next to Jiang Shining's sheet of paper.In the blink of an eye, the two pieces of paper covering the ground collapsed again, turning into a piece of dark blue moss lying on the mud surface, completely integrated with the dilapidated house, without any flaws.

If it was placed more than half a year ago, Xue Xian would never have done such troublesome things.Whoever is so fat and full of food comes to raid his nest, he can blow up a new grave on the spot.But now he has to put down his figure, and cover up layers of blindness——

As a person who barely recovered from total paralysis to half paralysis, it was extremely difficult for him to even move a place for himself. The spells that this paper body could withstand were also very limited, so it would be good if he didn't dig his own grave.

Fortunately, the monk who came to the door this time is an embroidered pillow, and only his face can be sold for money.

He reckoned that the monk would come in and turn around, and if he couldn't find anyone inside and out, he should go back home.

The young monk in the white linen monk's robe stopped in the courtyard and glanced coldly around.

The Jiangjia Medical Center originally had three main rooms, three wing rooms, a medicine garden yard and a rather large facade in front.It is not a small house, it was burned down by a fire, and it was deserted for three years, but now you can see it completely with just a few glances...

The monk withdrew his gaze, walked around the broken stones and tiles on the ground, and walked straight to the only remaining room on the west side.

As soon as he stepped into the door of the side room, the fingers hidden between his sleeves were slightly bent imperceptibly.Subconsciously, he rubbed the surface of the copper coin at his waist with the pulp of his thumb, then let go with a slight frown.

Jiang Shining, who had turned into moss and stuck to the ground, stared at the monk's boots, for fear that he would come in and walk around and step on him.On the contrary, Xue Xian was full of leisure and didn't take this monk seriously.

Sure enough, such a snail's house in the wing room can be seen through at a glance.The monk didn't even come in, just stood at the door for a while, then turned and left.

Xue Xian sneered again in his heart.

But after a while, he couldn't laugh anymore... because the monk came back again!

When he came back, he had an extra piece of white linen cloth in his hand. Judging from the material and size, he should have torn it from the hem of his monk's robe casually.Just like this, he walked up to Xue Xian with a cold face, separated a piece of clean white hemp, and carried a piece of copper skin that he didn't know where to find in the yard. He squatted down and lifted Xue Qingmoss from the ground. Shoveled up.

Xue Xian: "..."

When he picked it up, he clearly frowned. If he read it correctly, it seemed to be a slightly disgusted expression.

Xue Xian: "..."

Damn that bald donkey thinks he's dirty!