There are Bagua mirrors, higher quality peach wood swords, as well as various trinkets carved from peach wood, beads, small seals and so on.

There are also master swords needed when opening the altar and tokens used to communicate with the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth.

Three sets of five-color flags and nine special porcelain bowls filled with talisman water.

There were three small bundles of sandalwood mixed with soothing spices, and a large package of yellow mounting paper with no talisman drawn on it.

There are three spiritual pens and some cinnabar. What matters most to me are the three magic weapons placed behind the table.

One is the Imperial Bell, also known as the Sanqing Bell.

The second piece is a palm-sized chessboard, used for playing Go. It is densely packed with talismans, which looks very powerful. The third piece is a ruler dozens of centimeters long, red in color, with talismans to ward off evil spirits carved on it.

Eighteen ways.

The three magic weapons are not large in size and are easy to carry around. According to what Old Man Gou said, their levels are very low, but with a trace of his magic power poured into them, the effect is far better than the magic weapons of the same level.

"This thing actually costs 90,000 yuan? It's really shameful."

I cursed casually, but without hesitation I took out my second-hand smartphone and transferred the entire amount of RMB 100,000 according to the account number reserved by Gou Keqing.

From now on, the score with him is settled.

"Woof woof woof!"

Qingshan cried in his arms.

I somewhat understood its meaning, so I put it on the table. I saw Qingshan pounce on the small imperial clock with gleaming eyes, and turned to look at me.

I am dumbfounded.

"You like this thing?"

"Woof woof."

"Around your neck?"

"Woof."

I nodded helplessly, found a strong red rope, threaded the imperial bell, and hung it around Qingshan's neck.

Qingshan jumped around happily, and the imperial bell made a crisp sound, tinkling, which was very pleasant to the ears.

"It can't be loud all the time, it's too disturbing to the people."

Qingshan and I discussed and stuffed the inside of the imperial bell with cotton so that it would stop ringing. Qingshan seemed to have no objection.

Okay, who made it mute? You have to hold back your opinions.

Then, sweep all the purchased supplies into the leather bag.

This leather bag that Uncle Gou gave me is a bit magical. It can hold so many things in it. It doesn’t feel heavy even when I carry it on my back. I couldn’t help but admire it.

From now on, I can be regarded as a mage with some wealth. I have two mahogany swords in my bag, and I have all the necessary tools for drawing talismans, which is enough for me to refine thousands of talismans.

I feel like my body is straighter than before. This is where I feel confident.

Let Qingshan play by himself, I went to the side room to find a shovel and other objects, and after stretching my body, I got to work.

This place is dead and I'm going to bring it back to life.

I was weeding when I noticed that there were crowds of people in front of my yard. It was Wang Tang, Xiulan and the others.

When they heard my greeting, they all walked into the courtyard of Uncle Gou's house with curiosity, and came to help.

I was not polite and asked them to start working. Wang Tang and other young people obeyed.

An hour later, the old house looked brand new inside and out.

All the weeds have been cleared away, the inside and outside of the house have been cleaned, and the sunlight falls on the eaves of the old house, making the picture much more beautiful.

"This is so decent."

I nodded with satisfaction, turned around and told the young people in the village to keep their mouths shut and not to tell anyone what happened last night.

As for those children? They are already asleep a lot and can hardly remember what happened. Their parents won't take them seriously if they talk nonsense.

Both Wangtang and Xiulan swore that they would keep it secret, and then I sent them home.

Everyone has to keep all the inside story about the soul-departing incident in their stomachs, otherwise they will be regarded as mentally ill. I don’t need to say more, they can foresee this.

He picked up Qingshan, closed all the doors of the Gou family's old house, and walked back to his home.

As soon as his hand touched the courtyard door, there were footsteps behind him.

When I turned around, I saw Jiang Miao, Xu Chang and the others walking this way.

"Senior Fang, why don't you invite us in and sit down?"

There was a smile on Jiang Miao's brows, and her eyes looked at me very gently.

I glanced at the Guangpu brothers and sisters, Zhao Ting, Nangong Yi and Xiao Ge, frowned slightly, then opened the door and motioned for them to come in, lukewarmly.

The classmates walked in one after another, and Zhao Ting, who was at the end, closed the courtyard door sensibly.

After entering the house, I asked them to pour water for themselves.

These guys are not polite to me either.

Xu Chang poured the water and handed it to Jiang Miao first. Jiang Miao took it but didn't drink it.

Some of them were sitting on the Tukang, and some were sitting on chairs, treating this place as casually as their own home. Could it be that after sharing the hardships together, they became friends?

"What do you guys want from me?"

I sat against the wall and asked in a deep voice with a straight face.

"What did Senior Fang say? Of course we are here to thank you for saving your life. Why are you so indifferent?"

Guangrong's smile is as bright as a flower, and his eyes are filled with resentment. If I understand correctly, is this an electric shock to me?

"Don't say that, we are not familiar with each other."

My cold response made Guangrong's face fall.

"Senior, why are you like this? I'm ignoring you."

Guangrong started to lose his temper.

Guang Pu looked at his sister funny, without any intention of speaking, holding a glass of boiled water and sipping it with relish, looking like she was sick.

"You have paid one-tenth of the reward as agreed. The money and goods have been paid and the commission has been completed. I advise you to leave Xingshen Village as soon as possible and stop causing trouble."

Rubbing my temples, I felt that these guys were disgusting. If Jiang Miao wasn't so beautiful, I would have wanted to get angry at them.

"Student Fang is really worried about us violating the taboos in the Golden House. As a man, aren't we being open-minded enough? After all, we are the only ones who suffer. Not a single villager in Xingshen Village died."

Guang Pu laughed, but his words were as unpleasant as ever.

I snorted coldly and said in a condensed voice: "Anyone who has lost his soul and dies outside without finding a way home will have serious damage to his soul. In serious cases, he may die suddenly.

The villagers in Xingshen Village did not die or become stupid. That is lucky. If this happens again, God knows how many people will die?

All this is thanks to you, why do you still ask me to be open-minded? Your own soul is intact, and your back hurts when you stand and talk, right?"

The extremely rude reply made everyone present change their expressions.

"Our compensation is to let the family invest here when we return, and turn it into a wealthy village within two years. We have made arrangements for the villagers and classmates whose souls have been damaged, and will provide them with financial, housing, medical, study, work, etc. I will provide compensation, Senior Fang, do you think this is okay?"

Jiang Miao spoke.

I looked at her deeply.
Chapter completed!