The next day, in the early morning, it was windy and snowy.

After seeing Mr. Zhao off, Yu Chen got up, made a fire and cooked food to fill the temple of the five internal organs.

Looking out the window, the wind and snow are blowing, and it is also chilly inside the house.

However, Yu Chen has already entered the congenital state, and this severe cold is nothing to him. He no longer has to hide under the quilt to feel the slightest warmth like in previous years.

But everything has good and bad sides.

Although the innate body has endless benefits, it also has some disadvantages.

For example... food intake.

Looking at the clean yellowed porcelain bowls on the table, Yu Chen looked helpless.

Since his birth, his appetite has increased day by day.

In just two meals, I had eaten the rice I had eaten for the past three or four days, and I needed meat to supplement my nutrition.

He calculated that the money that could last him a month in the past was probably only enough for five or six days now.

If this continues, the money accumulated over the years may not last long.

While thinking, he looked at the scroll in the interior scene.

Wondering if you can think of some way to make money?

Not to mention being rich and wealthy, but at least having enough food and drink.

But at this moment, Yu Chen's unusually keen hearing allowed him to hear the sounds of sorrow and joy coming from far away in the wind and snow.

He put aside his thoughts and opened the door to take a look.

I saw a funeral procession coming up the mountain amidst the wind and snow.

It is no different from funerals in the past.

Taoist priests opened the way, big men carried coffins, and descendants wore sackcloth and mourned.

It was just the young woman holding the portrait that made Yu Chen take a second look.

——He has some impression that this woman is a vendor at a time-honored tofu shop in the Youfang North Street Market. Yu Chen used to frequent it. The woman also knew about his miserable life experience and often wiped out the change for Yu Chen. She was considered a human being.

Kindhearted.

But at this moment, even if the woman saw the young man visiting the grave, she had no intention of talking to him. She just held the portrait of the deceased with a sad look on her face.

Some poor people are buried in Qingfeng Mausoleum.

So not surprisingly, after a simple burial ceremony, the group went down the mountain in a heavy snowstorm.

Yu Chen was left standing in front of the door, silent for a long time.

Because that familiar dim light fills the grave.

Yu Chen hooked his hand, and in the dim light, there was an illusory ghost figure, slowly approaching.

She was wearing a shroud, her face was like tree bark, she was extremely thin, and she kept mumbling,

"Two taels of money...Two taels of money..."

This scene, which may seem gloomy and terrifying to ordinary people, was already familiar to Yu Chen. He just closed the door and learned about it.

A ray of golden light shot out and immediately pulled the ghost figure to the bank of Huangquan River.

At the same time, at the beginning of the volume of the Book of Duren, the smoky gray characters reappeared.

【Nine levels of wishes】

[Pay back debts]

[Time limit: None]

[There will be a reward at the end of the matter]

Immediately afterwards, pictures like a revolving lantern appeared in front of Yu Chen's eyes.

The deceased's surname was Sun. He was over seventy years old. He could not bear the heavy snow and severe cold and left without any illness or disaster. It was considered a happy mourning.

And Yu Chen, who has had several experiences, also knows that generally such deceased people will not leave any last wishes.

The old lady Sun who was standing in front of her did not close her eyes, and the reason was related to the gold and silver.

Let’s say that Mrs. Sun’s life was simple. She made a living by buying tofu in the market around Hanqiao since she was young.

She has a son who works as a porter at the Zhengde Chamber of Commerce in Tianqiao.

Later, her son married a neighbor's girl and they were happy.

But the good times didn't last long. Last spring, Mrs. Sun's son died in an accident when he was hit by untied cargo.

As a result, Mrs. Sun lost her son, and her daughter-in-law Mrs. Sun lost her husband and became a widow.

It was also this year that Mrs. Sun suffered from grief and fell ill. The tofu shop was managed by her daughter-in-law, Mrs. Sun.

Fortunately, the Zhengde Chamber of Commerce still had a conscience and compensated the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law two taels of silver.

But at the beginning of this year, I don’t know why this matter was heard by the pig butcher who was the tyrant of Youfang Street.

This pig butcher's surname was Li. He was tall, round-waisted, and had a sinewy face. His real name was unknown, but he was generally called Li Er in the market.

It should be said that Li Er is not a kind person on weekdays. He often shouts and shouts in the market with his butcher knife.

As soon as there is any minor conflict, he will yell at others.

However, he was strong and had an evil aura from killing pigs for decades, so ordinary people would not dare to provoke him easily.

Really a scoundrel.

After learning that the neighbor's old lady Sun had been compensated two taels of silver for the death of her son, this guy came to the door several times, saying that he wanted to repair the house, and half-forced to borrow the two taels of silver. But he seemed to be worried about the old lady Sun reporting to the official.

I also wrote an IOU in a decent manner.

This loan lasted for more than half a year, and the deadline for the IOU has long passed.

During this period, the business of the tofu shop was not good, and my daughter-in-law, Sun, was ill, so after raising the family's money, there was still a little bit left.

Mrs. Sun and her daughter-in-law had no choice but to go to Li Er to repay the money, but they didn't know that this guy was so cruel that he not only refused to pay back the money, but also snatched the IOU, tore it up, and drove them out of the house.

The new year had just passed. Mrs. Sun was already in poor health. Coupled with the cold weather and accumulated resentment, her body collapsed. She kicked off her legs and left.

But before she died, she still thought about those two taels of silver.

It's not because I care about money, but because my daughter-in-law, Mrs. Sun, is waiting for the two taels of silver to buy medicine and see a doctor!

In this way, it turns into a last wish, and I will never die in peace.

After a while, the revolving door exam was completed one after another.

Yu Chen opened his eyes and understood everything clearly in his heart.

I can’t help but lament that in this world, bullies are rampant and good people are in trouble!

Then he planned to go out at night to collect the two taels of silver for Mrs. Sun.

——If it had been before, he would have been unable to do anything against the bully Li Er.

But now, it is different.

It's dark at sunset, but the wind and snow are still there.

The dome is misty and the moon is not visible.

On the inaccessible Qingfeng Mausoleum, a dark figure descended the mountain.

In Weishui County, on the north side of Youfang Street, there is a shop next to the market.

Heavy snow covered the dark red ground, but the smell of pig blood was still there.

Yu Chen walked to the deserted street and looked at the oil-stained black sign on the shop front - Li's Butcher Shop!

Yes, it’s right here, you’re in the right place!

After thinking for a moment, Yu Chen, who was facing Sen Luo and dressed in black, did not break into the butcher shop directly. Instead, he took out the paper figurine of Mrs. Sun that he had prepared during the day and knocked on the door.

From time to time, loud and loud voices came from the shop.

"Who is it? You're up so late at night!"

Immediately afterwards, the door opened, and Li Er, who was tall and round-waisted, with fierce eyebrows, came out, his face was red, his ears were red, his body was full of alcohol, and he was steaming with heat.

But after opening the door, Li Er didn't see anyone. He frowned and cursed: "That stupid pretender! Grandpa Li found out and cut you open with a butcher's knife!"

After that, the door closed with a bang.

Sitting on the table in the center of the shop, he started drinking again.

"Li Er..."

Li Er took a sip of strong wine and picked up two chopsticks of cold pig ears dripping with oil. Just as he was about to put it into his mouth, he heard someone calling his name from inside the shop!

Li Er's expression changed, he stood up, picked up the heavy butcher's knife on the cutting board of the stall, and looked around.

"Li Er..."

Suddenly, the voice sounded again, like weeping and complaining, very penetrating!

Li Er turned around and took a look!

I saw a rickety figure slowly walking out from behind the two hanging fans of pork!

This figure's feet did not touch the ground, her complexion was green and white, she was wearing a shroud, her eyes were dull, and she did not see any movement, she just floated towards her!

Li Er shuddered and clenched the butcher knife in his hand!

Then I heard the figure continue,

"Li Er...Li Er...Li Er..."

The moaning sounds were like coming from the Nine Nether Purgatory, and the howling wind and snow outside the shop made it even more breathtaking!
Chapter completed!