"I know a little bit about it, but I don't know where this kind of banknote came from. I only know that paper money has some special uses, and the larger the denomination, the rarer it is. Generally speaking, banknotes are divided into three yuan, four yuan, seven yuan, and three yuan.

Among all denominations, seven yuan is already the largest denomination, and there are very few of them left in the world now," Liu San said.

"Under certain circumstances, you must have this kind of money. If you don't have it, this boat will not be able to carry us to Ghost Lake as it is now."

Liu San said and jumped on the boat: "Lend me the money."

Yang Jian frowned, but still handed him the seven-yuan note.

After Liu San took the money, he immediately put the paper money to the oil lamp on the bow and lit it.

The paper money immediately burned.

The paper ashes flew away, and a cold wind blew around them. The wind condensed and formed a vortex that rolled up the paper ashes.

The air was filled with the smell of paper ashes, but it quickly dissipated. All the paper ashes dissipated and were blown to nowhere.

The old black wooden boat slowly rippled at this moment.

The boat left the ferry and drifted slowly downstream.

"The ship is moving."

Li Jun's expression condensed: "It's exactly what Liu San said, you have to pay for the boat ride."

"Yang Jian, give it back to you." Liu San said and handed the paper money back to Yang Jian.

The paper money was a big circle smaller because that circle was burned by Liu Sandian.

But the appearance of the remaining paper money in a smaller size has changed.

It's no longer seven yuan, but three yuan.

It is exactly the same as the three-yuan note that Yang Jian got from the mask stall before.

"Seven yuan turned into three yuan, does that mean four yuan was spent? But the five of us spent four yuan, which is a bit unaccountable."

Yang Jian didn't mind paying the boat fare. He glanced at the others, feeling a little strange about the change.

"Not everyone needs to pay the fare. The ship cannot ask the ghost for the fare. Maybe one of the five of us is judged to have become a ghost." Liu San said.

"Who was judged to be a ghost?"

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, looked at Li Jun and Liu San, and then at Shen Lin.

All captain-level characters are aliens, and it is possible for anyone to be judged as a ghost.

"I don't know." Liu Sandao.

No one knows who among the five is the ghost.

"Since the ship has moved, don't worry about this issue." Li Jun said, "You should be vigilant now. There are too many weird things here."

Everyone stopped talking and put aside this strange topic.

The boat swam down, drifting.

However, the people on the boat did not feel any shaking, and it was very stable.

And as the boat left the ferry, several people discovered that the river was surrounded by thick fog, and the surrounding buildings were looming. The strangest thing was that the outlines of some buildings did not belong to Taiping Ancient Town at all.

Things around me gradually started to look strange.

Even the river began to become wider, exceeding the width seen before.

This change did not happen suddenly, but happened slowly as the boat wandered.

Only ten minutes.

Everyone found themselves on a strange and strange river.
Chapter completed!