Copper Coins Chapter 6: Gold ingot (2)

It's actually a narrow door on the side porch of the patio. Behind the door is a narrow road. It's caught in the fire wall. The location is neither awkward nor awkward.

As soon as Xuan Min finished speaking, there was a thud from behind the narrow door and wall, as if a floating bluestone slab had been swayed by someone stepping on it.

Master Liu's face changed slightly, and he said with a dry smile: "That place is a side room, and it is also my house, so it's not in the way, it's not in the way. Master, why don't you come -- oh, what are you doing out here?"

He wanted to draw Xuan Min's gaze back to the main house, but just halfway through his words, a figure poked out from behind the narrow door.

It was a young man in a thick gray-blue robe. He looked like he was in his early twenties, and he was probably the same age as Xuan Min. However, his expression was very strange, with both hands clawing at the door wall, his expression was timid and full of curiosity, like a drooping child hiding behind the door and watching the visitor.

He was drunk by Master Liu, and he was suddenly at a loss. He subconsciously shrank behind the door, but he didn't shrink completely, and he still showed half of his face.

There were no clear lanterns, so the man's features were very blurred.

Xue Xian couldn't see what he looked like, but he intuited that this man had an unusual relationship with Master Liu. He quietly asked Jiang Shining in his voice: "Who is this person? Do you recognize him?"

Jiang Shining hesitantly didn't look at it: "I have never been to the master's mansion, where can I recognize it."

Xuan Min frowned and looked at Master Liu, whose eyes were obviously unnatural, then raised his feet and walked towards the narrow door.

"Hey Master—" Master Liu probably had never seen such a monk who didn't treat himself as an outsider, so he kept shouting and followed: "He's okay, really. He's my eldest son, Liu, who doesn't live up to his expectations. Chong. My own family, nothing suspicious."

He was probably afraid that the eldest son, who seemed to have some problems, would be embarrassed in front of others. Seeing that he couldn't stop Xuan Mercy, he rushed to Liu Chong behind the door and waved his hand, as if to coax and drive away: "Chong'er is obedient. , go back to your room and stay. Dad is talking to Master about business."

Having said this, Xuan Min received another scrutiny from Xuan Min.

Xuan Min's tone was indifferent: "In front of your hall, someone put up "Qushui into Mingtang". This game focuses on keeping the wind from east and west, gathering energy from north and south, and balance between yin and yang. But you are a vent to the west."

Not only that, but the southwest corner is cramped and gloomy, suppressing Yin Qi, obviously not a two-balanced situation.

Xue Xian followed his words, glanced at the gloomy narrow passage behind the narrow door, and said in his heart: Either the person who Master Liu invited to arrange the layout was a half-assed person, or... this narrow passage was the result of Master Liu himself. The bad guy expanded.

As expected, when Master Liu heard Xuanmin's words, he suddenly looked a little unnatural. He opened his mouth in embarrassment and said, "To be honest, this narrow path was changed later."

While speaking, Xuan Min had already crossed the threshold and stood behind the narrow gate.

Liu Xu's eldest son, Liu Chong, saw the guests coming in front of him, he first touched the wall and took a few steps back, then smiled shyly at Xuanmin.

Xue Xian noticed that his legs were not so flexible, not that he was sick, but that he looked very clumsy. He's not bad looking. At first glance, he doesn't follow his mother or his father. He has white skin and big eyes. But because of his naive eyes, his smile showed a three-pointed foolishness.

Obviously, this Liu Chong is a fool.

No matter how Mr. Liu greeted him before, whether it was tough or soft, Xuan Min always seemed to ignore him. At this moment, at a smirking idiot, Xuan Min seemed to have suddenly learned about "the number of etiquette"—he nodded to Liu Chong. Although there is still no expression, it is more or less a response.

Master Liu's face suddenly turned green. Obviously, in Xuan Min's eyes, he is not as good as a fool as a county magistrate.

There is more than a narrow passage behind the narrow gate.

Xue Xian leaned on the back of the pocket and looked around. The end of the narrow passage was not a blind spot, but an inconspicuous room. The house is very stingy, and at first glance it looks like it is used to store debris. However, Xue Xian saw that the fool Liu Chong was timidly retreating towards the room.

A person who is ignorant about the world will only run to the place that makes him feel at ease when he bumps into a stranger. Either by his parents' side, or in his own house. This is what Xue Xian noticed after spending more than half a year in the world.

Liu Chong undoubtedly belongs to the latter.

Xue Xian immediately thought that Master Liu was a strange person - what kind of father would let his son live in such a ghostly place without light? Is this raising his own son as a ground rat?

Besides, I don't know what happened to this room. It was overcast and overcast. If I hadn't seen with my own eyes that it was a room for living people, Xue Xian would have suspected that there was a grave here.

Previously, Master Liu was secretive, probably because he was afraid that Xuanmin would see the house, but Xuanmin still saw it. He could only have a thick old face, and explained with no money here: "My son has a weird temperament and doesn't like to be busy. He always says he wants to live in a quiet place."

Xue Xian: "..." Listen to your fart! Why don't you support him to live on the wild grave **** outside the city, where the quietest place is, and the yin is not as heavy as here.

Speaking of this kind of nonsense, Master Liu couldn't hang himself, he coughed dryly, and then wanted to change his words: "Does Master mean to go out of the way?"

Xuan Min said: "There is still this room."

"If I send someone to block the tall window on the south side of the house, will the air outlet on the west side be gone?" Master Liu asked.

"Block it?" Xuan Min repeated coldly, then pointed at Liu Chong with a frown, "He doesn't need to breathe?"

Master Liu: "It's... ill-considered, ill-considered."

In just two sentences, Xue Xian's impression of this Master Liu was extremely poor: the eldest son is just a little stupid, and the father actually completely ignores his life and death.

What's even more ridiculous is that this Master Liu was blocked by Xuan Min, and he looked helpless. It seemed that he didn't even think about letting Liu Chong move out of this house and then take this out of the way. block up.

The sky was brighter again, and the outlines of other parts of the house seemed to pass through the water, gradually becoming clearer. Only in this room, the door is still vague and gloomy.

Xuan Min seemed to be aware of the unusual yin qi here, just like Xue Xian.

A good house, even the southwest corner, which has always been prone to overcast, should not be so gloomy. There is something strange about it.

Xuan Min didn't even look at Master Liu, then lifted his foot and walked towards the hut.

Stupid Liu Chong scratched his hair, as if he didn't understand why this guest was going to his room. He stood blankly for a while, and seemed to be interested again as if he had met a playmate. He hurried a few steps clumsily while touching the wall, catching up with Xuan Min.

A man in his early twenties, but he didn't have the slightest idea of ​​steadiness. He walked a little bumpy. Even if he wanted to be side by side with Xuan Min, he was very restless. He suddenly took a few steps ahead, and then fell behind a few feet. His eyes were very focused. From the beginning to the end, he was staring at Xuan Min's waist, as if he had seen something strange, and he didn't move his eyes.

This idiot is not looking elsewhere, but the pocket.

Xue Xian, who was lying there, was blown away by the sight of him, and felt uncomfortable. It was unfortunate that he didn't dodge in time, and he couldn't go back if he wanted to. Can't move when this fool is staring at it? It's not a big thing to cry when scared. If he is emotional and can't help himself for a while, and he does something he can't stop, it will be a little bad.

The house is not far away, Xuan Min is tall and has long legs, and he walked to the front of the house in a moment.

From Xue Xian's point of view, he just caught a glimpse of the three-pointed scene from the half-opened door, and was immediately taken aback. There were mountains of yellowish things piled up beside the door. At first glance, they were gold ingots, but after a second look, you would find that they were not genuine gold ingots at all, but paper folds.

It's the kind of ingot that is made of oily yellow paper, folded and burned to the dead!

Xue Xian was surprised when Liu Chong, who had been beside Xuan Min, said, "Well... can I play this?"

He said, and pointed at Xuanmin's waist.

Xuan Min glanced down at his waist, not realizing what Liu Chong was referring to for a while.

"Yellow paper." Liu Chong pointed again.

This time Xuan Min could see clearly that he was referring to the paper-skinned man lying on the back of his pocket.

Xue Xian: "…………………………" What is it? ! This fool ate bear's heart and leopard's gall, didn't he? Real dragons with heads, feet and scales dare to play! Still alive?

What can a fool know? A paper skin can be split into two pieces in his hands, and it can be torn into eight pieces by accident!

Xue Xian imagined for a moment, and suddenly felt unspeakable pain in the unspeakable place, and he couldn't care about any more. He shrank one hand back to the secret pocket, and pinched the bald donkey through the white hemp. For a moment, I thought: If you dare to send it out, I will never let you go!

Xuan Min: "..." How can this evil barrier be so skinny?