"Ah."
After listening to the man's description, Guo Lingyun, a small householder on the side, immediately sneered and said disdainfully:
"If this mountain god really had the ability to turn one silver into two golds, why did he fall to that level? How could the Ming Dynasty still have such a tragic scene of hunger and cold? Idiots and stupid people are nothing more than that."
"But it's true, the money is really getting more and more."
The man refuted subconsciously, then closed his mouth under the cold gaze and continued to shiver in the tree.
Qianhu on the side was speechless and just shook his head noncommittally. As a monster, he also used illusions or poisons to confuse others and lure them into the furnace. However, the mountain god just now did not have any demonic aura, nor did he have the unique aura of spirits. This was obviously not in the same entrepreneurial track as them, which also made Qianhu feel a little strange.
At this time, he suddenly realized that Zhou Li, who was originally very active, suddenly lost his voice. He looked to the side and found Zhou Li squatting next to the man, as if he was looking at something with a playful expression.
"I ask you."
After a while, Zhou Li stood up. He looked at the trembling man who raised his head and asked, "Where did you buy these clothes?"
After hearing Zhou Li's question, the man was stunned. Qianhu, who was originally thoughtful, also became interested, while Guo Lingyun was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that he had ignored this.
Tang Wan? Tang Wan is eating!
"What are you eating?"
Turning his head, looking at Tang Wan who kept chewing with his small mouth and his face bulging like a hamster, Zhou Li said with a black line on his face: "What are you eating without looking at it?"
"Gonggo."
Tang Wan pointed to the temple-like building with the half-open door on the side, and said with a serious face: "The sugar-faced peaches are quite delicious, much better than the ones at my house."
"No, you."
Zhou Li twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a dark look on his face: "This thing is a tribute to the gods."
"It's okay, the gods are forgiving."
Shaking her head, Tang Wan swallowed the last bite of the steamed bun. Then she took out a piece of peach cake, broke it in half, and asked Zhou Li, "Do you want to eat it?"
Guo Lingyun and Qian Hu on the side were a little surprised when they were talking to each other. After all, the Tang Sect in Sichuan was famous for being a cold-faced evil star. This little girl saw that the elite of the Tang Sect was talking to Zhou Li. This is how we get along...
Not smart?
At this moment, the man on the trembling tree came back to his senses. He subconsciously wanted to take action, but his bound body could not make this move. He could only nuzzle at the temple and whisper:
"This is where we buy our stuff."
"oh?"
Zhou Li raised his eyebrows and continued to ask: "How did you buy it?"
"that is···"
The man glanced at Tang Wan who was eating delicious miamia without leaving any trace, swallowed his saliva, lowered his head, and said:
"We took the money and tribute fruits and offered them to the mountain god, saying what we wanted. If the mountain god was satisfied, he ate the tribute fruits, took the money, and then put the things in our homes. If he was not satisfied, the mountain god would get angry. Sprinkle a handful of fine lime on the tribute fruits and money to indicate that the coarse stones (food) are to be returned.”
Suddenly, the eyes of Zhou Li, Qian Hu and Guo Lingyun were all focused on Tang Wan, who stuffed the last bite of peach cake into his mouth, rolled his big eyes and looked innocent. Tang Wan also heard the man's words, and then she swallowed the last mouthful of peach cake, took a deep breath, and said seriously:
"It's okay, I'm relieved."
When his eyes returned to the man, Zhou Li had already noticed something. But he didn't make it clear, he just changed the topic and asked:
"Let me ask you, why were you so surprised when you first saw me? Have no outsiders come to your village?"
"this."
The man was a little hesitant, but after Zhou Li showed Guo Lingyun with a Sima face and Qian Hu with a gun hidden in his smile, the man said decisively: "We do have outsiders here, but... they have become ours."
"What's the meaning?"
Just like a big water tank, the man's psychological defense line has been smashed with a big hole. He simply didn't let Zhou Li get hurt and threatened him, and said directly:
"When outsiders come to our village, they either turn around and leave. If they want to stay, they have to go through {Qiansan Pass}."
In the eyes of men, the so-called Qian San Pass is a test for joining this village. As long as you pass this test, you can settle directly in Shanshen Village in the future and live a wonderful life of throwing a copper plate and getting a gold ingot.
"My old father only passed the three money passes before he could join this mountain god village."
The man glanced at the sky and then continued:
"This first level is called money eye drilling. At the village gate, someone will bring two buckets of copper coins. You have to use your own belongings to drill the money holes into the copper coins in the buckets one by one. If you have gold wire or branches, then It's very fast. If you have long hair, it's not too slow to pull out a strand and drill it. But if you have short hair and don't have a thin thing on your body, then you have to drill it slowly. Anyway, the time is not limited, you can You can fuck him for a year and no one will care."
"The name is quite straightforward."
Zhou Li smiled and said nothing. Guo Lingyun on the side frowned and said, "Isn't this a crime of making people look for money? What a stupid custom."
"My lord cannot say that."
After all, he was a villager. This man said directly and aggrievedly:
"This thing is just a formality. What's the use of formality? Going through the motions is just a test of patience. Besides, our village is originally a place where money is the most important thing. You don't even want to dig into copper coins. We can’t accept you either.”
"you."
Guo Lingyun wanted to say something more, but when he saw Qianhu pressing his hand aside, he snorted and hugged the long knife and stopped talking.
"This second level is called opening the silver handkerchief."
"ah?"
Zhou Li was stunned at first, then ecstatically said: "What? Opening a handkerchief?"
"This term is indeed a bit strange, but it also makes sense."
The man coughed and then said slowly:
"After passing the first level, the visitor will go to our inn. There are silver handkerchiefs in the inn, as well as a stove, needlework and thread. The visitor has to make these silver handkerchiefs into a body-covering garment. We don't care about your clothes. Whether it fits or not, as long as you cover half of your body, we will consider you to have passed."
"Ha, after drilling for money, put on silver clothes, it's good to have three levels of money."
Ignoring the sarcastic Guo Lingyun and the obviously disappointed Zhou Li, the man seemed to be interested, his eyes were red, and he excitedly began to introduce the last level.
"The last level, yes, there is one last level."
As if thinking of that wonderful scene, the man began to feel restless. Guo Lingyun on the side wanted to take action, but Qianhu blocked his way. Zhou Li seemed completely unaware of the movements of the two people behind him, and continued to ask calmly: "Continue, continue."
"This last level is called Drinking Immortal Gold."
