Mystery came, I received a letter from Superman for help

Chapter 130 Three Ghost Money
"This rattle costs 7 yuan."

When the old woman heard that Yang Jian was going to buy a rattle, she happily put down the half-woven bamboo basket in her hand, took a disposable plastic bag with a smile, packed the rattle and handed it over.

Yang Jian reached out and took it.

The wooden rattle is not light, and a small thing about ten centimeters weighs at least one catty.

Yang Jian handed the bag to Xiaoyuan who was beside him.

Madoka took out the rattle and played happily a few times.

Bang bang bang!
The sound of wooden pillars beating wooden drums was low and muffled, which was uncomfortable for the listener.

Yang Jian didn't care either, as long as Xiaoyuan was happy.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, ready to scan the code for the old lady.

"Young man, I don't have a mobile phone." The old woman said shyly.

"It's okay, I have some change."

Yang Jian reached out and took out a ten-yuan note from his pocket and handed it over.

"Good good."

The old woman was very happy, and after receiving the ten yuan note, she took out a piece of paper money from her bag and gave Yang Jian some change.

When Yang Jian saw the paper money, his eyes suddenly shrank.

The shape of the paper money is a little smaller than the normal five-dollar banknotes, and they were cut with unprofessional tools, and irregular cut marks left by scissors can be seen on the corners.

In the middle of the banknote is a "three" character outlined with some strange lines. Countless colorful lines are entangled around the "three" character, forming strange and weird pictures one by one.

Ghost money!

Yang Jian looked at this piece of paper money and recognized it at a glance. This is ghost money that can be used to buy Li Gui!

In the dream, Yang Jian had seen this kind of ghost money more than once.

The role of ghost money is to spend money in the hands of ghosts to buy their lives.

If you encounter a ghost in a supernatural event, you can take out the ghost money.

Li Gui will retreat after receiving the money, and will not continue to attack.

The bank that made this kind of thing seems to have closed down, and it is basically difficult to find ghost money with large denominations.

Yang Jian didn't expect that he could get three yuan for a rattle at a street stall!
Good luck!

Yang Jian's heart moved, and he stretched out his hand to take the money.

At this moment, someone beside him suddenly laughed.

Yang Jian turned his head and saw two 25-year-old young women.

The two should be tourists from other places.

Although they wear exquisite Hanfu, their demeanor and demeanor are completely incompatible with this ancient town.

One of the girls looked at Yang Jian and said with a smile: "Little brother, don't be fooled, this is a fake money!"

Another girl also said: "That's right! This paper money is too outrageous! Even if she draws a five-dollar one, I will consider her a professional! The three-dollar denomination is not a fool!"

When the old woman heard this, her face changed a little.

"Is this fake money? It was given to me when someone bought something, I don't know!"

As the old man said, he narrowed the money he was holding back nervously.

"Young student, I'm sorry, mother-in-law doesn't know it's fake money, mother-in-law will exchange it for you."

"no need!"

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Yang Jian took the money and stuffed it into his pocket.

The ghost money has been cut off, and one is used for one less.

Yang Jian finally came across it, how could he let it run away.

Seeing this, the two girls next to her looked at the old woman thoughtfully.

One of the women smiled and said, "Little brother, are you caring? Are you also here to travel? Add a friend to play with?"

Another girl pointed at Xiaoyuan and asked with a smile: "This little sister is so cute, is she your sister? Why is she wearing a raincoat on a sunny day? Is the knife in her hand a real knife or a toy? If it is a real knife Throw it away, it's rusted, and if you touch it, you'll have to get a tetanus shot."

The two girls spoke urgently and quickly, like machine guns, and the two shuttles blinded Yang Jian.

After a while, Yang Jian shook his head and woke up.

"She's my sister. We're not here to play, but to find someone."

"Looking for someone?"

One of the girls said: "We have been here for two days, and we are very familiar with this place. We can be your guide."

Another girl also said: "Although this small town looks small, the alleys inside are very hidden. It's really hard to find if no one leads the way."

Yang Jian refused twice, but the two girls were too enthusiastic.

He had no choice but to agree to let them be his guides.

Through the previous chat, Yang Jian knew their names.

Odd and wonderful.

It sounds like a very suitable name for prenatal education.

Yang Jian didn't leave in a hurry, but continued to ask the old woman: "Do you still have the money from just now? If so, I can collect it."

The old lady shook her head: "No more, only that one."

Yang Jian nodded, and asked again: "Do you still remember the person who bought you things with this money? Is it from the town? Do you know him?"

The old woman shook her head: "Shake your head."

Immediately, she suddenly remembered something, pointed to the alley not far away, and said, "I remember he went that way."

Yang Jian looked in the direction of her finger and frowned.

Qiqi next to him also saw it.

She lowered her voice and said to Yang Jian: "Little brother, this old woman may not be mentally normal."

"Why?" Yang Jian asked.

Qiqi lowered his voice and said, "We've seen that alley, it's a dead end, how could we go there!"

Yang Jian nodded noncommittally and said nothing.

Because he knew the old lady was right.

That alley is indeed passable.

Because there is a ghost street!
"People in the ghost street come out to buy things, and they spend ghost money."

"Xiaoyuan has also taken a fancy to the rattle drum on the stall."

"Coincidence, or?"

Thinking of this, Yang Jian said to the old woman: "Grandma, I want everything on your stall."

Although Yang Jian didn't know what was so special about this old lady.

But I would rather kill the wrong than let it go.

All these things don't add up to much money, and to Yang Jian, it's not even a drop in the bucket.

If you can't drive anything, Yang Jian will take it as a good deed.

In case a supernatural item is opened.
Blood earned!
When the old lady heard Yang Jian's words, the surrounding area of ​​her face stretched.

"Young student, do you really want them all?"

After finishing speaking, she looked at the half-woven bamboo basket in her hand, and said hesitantly: "But the one in my hand is not finished yet."

"It's ok."

Yang Jian waved his hand: "The money for the bamboo basket is also counted. If you can't finish weaving, you can do it first, and it's not too late to give it to me after you finish weaving."

"Okay, okay!" The old woman smiled happily.

Soon, the things on the stall were collected.

There are a total of 23 items of different sizes, and the total price is 180 yuan.

Yang Jian picked up the things, took out the money from his pocket and handed it to the old woman.

The old woman happily put away the money, and then asked: "Master, when are you leaving? I'll give you the basket."

Yang Jian thought for a while and said, "I'm not sure, maybe I'll play for two days."

"That's fine." The old woman breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll wait for you here, the old lady has something to give you."

(End of this chapter)