Bodily fluids are something that is difficult to define in the human body.
Just like what Zhou Li is doing now, you said that this is not something on his body. If saliva is mixed into a bottle of water, this water can be regarded as a big mouthful of saliva in a broad sense. But if you really want to be serious, there is definitely more water in it than saliva.
"this···"
The village chief on the side was stunned and at a loss. But thinking that Zhou Li would be a hot talent in the future, the old man gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, guess it."
Zhou Li nodded without hesitation. After pouring a bottle, he looked at it before it was full. He wandered to the river not far away, filled a bag of water, and repeated his old trick.
After repeating this several times, Zhou Li became a little impatient. He directly asked the stunned beautiful woman at the side to ask for a vat without using a ladle. He carried the vat back and forth for two times and filled the two buckets of copper coins with water. All over.
Looking at the money jar filled with water in front of them, the old man and the villagers all fell into silence. After a while, the village chief poked the floor with his cane, shook his head for a moment, and said: "Passed."
The moment the old man finished speaking, Zhou Li saw a bronze statue floating vaguely in mid-air on the high mountain. On that kind face, a pair of empty eyes seemed to be staring at him. generally. But after Zhou Li blinked, the bronze statue disappeared.
Sure enough.
Zhou Li moved his fingers slightly, and a hint of enlightenment flashed in his eyes. At this moment, the village chief, who had been observing Zhou Li's movements, also showed a meaningful smile. Then he paused his crutch and said to Zhou Li:
"Sir, since the first level has been passed, let's move on to the second level."
"Um."
Zhou Li nodded without hesitation and followed the village chief. After a while, the two came to an airtight dark room. At this time, Zhou Li found that the crowd around him had dispersed, leaving only himself and the village chief. After pushing open the door of the black room, the village chief turned slightly sideways, half of his body facing the sacred mountain, turned his face, and said to Zhou Li with a strange smile:
"Our second level is called opening the silver handkerchief."
Perhaps a few years later, Zhou Li would still think of the seventy-year-old man talking to him about opening a silver handkerchief in a small dark room on a sunny afternoon.
Disgusting.
Zhou Li resisted the urge to punch the old man into the floor, pretending to know nothing, and asked: "Then what does this Kaiyin...Pa mean?"
"See these handkerchiefs made of silver?"
Turning around and looking at Zhou Li in front of him, the village chief said with a smile: "Use these handkerchiefs made of silver to sew a suit of clothes. The clothes don't have to cover the body, and they don't have to fit, as long as they can be worn on the body."
"What about time?"
"No time limit."
After making a gesture of invitation, the village chief said meaningfully: "But you can't wear clothes when you are wearing silver clothes."
"this?"
Zhou Li was stunned for a moment, a little confused.
"Haha, just don't wear any clothes when you put on the silver clothes and let the silver touch your skin. After the test is over, the silver clothes you sewn yourself will be yours."
After listening to the village chief's words, Zhou Li seemed to notice something. He didn't say anything, but asked again and again with a bit of greed: "You mean, you will give me the silver clothes I sewed?"
"That's right."
The old man who admired Zhou Li more and more narrowed his eyes and affirmed: "As much as you sew, you will take away."
"Silver never sinks."
When Zhou Li walked into the dark room under the expectant gaze of the village chief, from the outside, the room was so dark that he couldn't even see his fingers. But after entering the room, Zhou Li was instantly taken a step back by the dazzling silver lights one after another.
Yinshan, Yinshan with its many mountains.
What kind of inn is this? This is a huge barn, filled with neatly stacked silver pieces. Zhou Li walked to these silver pieces, stretched out his hand and touched them gently, and found that they were all square silver pieces forged from fine silver.
Zhou Li discovered that these silver pieces were engraved with various paintings of famous people, and there was a bit of a bookish atmosphere under the magnificent appearance. Needless to say about itself, just talking about the thin craftsmanship and ingenious carvings, if it were placed outside, someone would definitely pay a high price to buy it.
What's more, these are still silver.
The currency of the Ming Dynasty was still mainly copper coins and silver ingots. The mountain of silver in front of Zhou Li could even buy the entire shop in Shangliang. Even the entire wealth of the Jie family, the richest man in Shangliang, may not be as much as a dime of this silver mountain. But now, these silver pieces were placed in front of Zhou Li in such a grand manner, allowing him to pick them off.
"No wonder..."
Zhou Li took a deep breath. He was not a saint. He was deeply shocked when he suddenly saw such a majestic silver mountain. In addition, his sister's illness required money, and Zhou Li's greed even grew for a time.
but···
Shaking his head, Zhou Li's eyes instantly regained clarity. He knew that these pieces of silver were definitely not pure and clean money. Once he became greedy, he would probably stay here and live a decadent life of luxury and debauchery every day.
He walked forward slowly. There was a box on a table. In the box was a small furnace and needlework. Of course, the most important thing is a big bottle of good thick isinglass. Zhou Li estimated that if he used up the entire bottle of isinglass, he would not have to worry about money in his next life.
Not even in the next life.
Phew~
Taking a deep breath, Zhou Li stepped forward and started to play with the silver pieces according to his plan. He first took off his robe, and then began to paste silver pieces on the surface of the robe. And the reason why he did this was the same reason as before - to reduce the contact with the mountain god.
Just now, after there was a discrepancy between what the village chief said about "seeking money" and the rules that the man said, Zhou Li vaguely sensed the nature of the three levels of money.
He found that whenever the village chief said something important, he would take a look at the sacred mountain not far away. And when Zhou Li passed the first level and saw the shadow of the mountain god on the sacred mountain, he understood the essence of the third level of Qian.
After getting into the money eye and crossing the threshold, you can see the high mountain god. But this is not enough. The smell of copper on your body is not enough, so you have to put silver on your body, peel off the human skin, and leave the silver skin.
At this time, you are obsessed with money and are covered with silver skin, but your body is not pure enough, so you have to pass the final hurdle. You have to drink gold and fill your internal organs with the gold liquid. After that, you really become a subordinate of the mountain god.
In other words, ghost.
As for why the old village chief changed the rules, the answer is actually very simple. As a spiritual master, Zhou Li has natural resistance to gods, ghosts and fairies. The village chief must have received guidance from the mountain god, allowing Zhou Li to get closer to Silver and Copper and strengthen his connection with the mountain god.
Then here comes the problem.
Zhou Li, who was naked, lifted up the silver-covered robe in his hand and nodded meaningfully.
How much can you see?
Lord Mountain God.
After finishing speaking, Zhou Li put on the "silver clothes" that were inlaid with silver on the outside but covered with robes inside. He took a deep breath, tugged on the hem of the clothes, and then walked out majestically.
"well!"
Seeing Zhou Li's well-tailored and even pretty silver clothes, the most important thing was the vaguely exposed body under the robe. Seeing this, the village chief praised him happily. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and said to Zhou Li:
"Okay, young hero, you have passed this level."
"You can take off your silver clothes and put on your own clothes."
Ah.
Zhou Li smiled confidently. He walked up to the village chief, patted him on the shoulder, and said calmly and forcefully:
"No, I can't bear to part with this silver coat."
Just like the village chief would not tell Zhou Li what the secret was on the silver piece, Zhou Li would not tell him that his clothes had been burned clean by the demon monk, and he had only worn a pair of clothes along the way. A robe with nothing underneath.
It’s not that I won’t change it, it’s just that I don’t have it.
