Chapter 5, Are Copper Coins Not Money

Saying this, she turned to the driver Song Jiahao and said: "Jiahao, take them along. It is quite uncomfortable to walk out of the mountains in this scorching heat"

The girl in the green dress rushed over, pointing at Ding Ermiao: "Stop bragging, will you? How old are you, and you've already become a doctor? Can you even bring the dead back to life?"

"What?" The curly-haired beauty was taken aback and said, "No, he is not dead; he just fainted and cannot be awakened."

The curly-haired beauty, upon hearing Ding Ermiao speak, revealed a hint of joy on her face and quickly approached to ask: "Excuse me... do you know if there are any doctors in the nearby mountains?"

"As a doctor who can truly perform miracles, I can even bring the dead back to life." Ding Ermiao chuckled.

Haha... Jiahao, someone said you are not a good person!" The girl in the long skirt laughed heartily. While laughing, she leaned to the side to look at the driver. The driver also happened to turn his head, and indeed, one could see his cheeks from the back of his head.

The girl in the green dress looked at Ding Ermiao with suspicion, then turned and ran back to the carriage, extending her hand to check the breath of the driver, Song Jiahao.

The curly-haired beauty furrowed her brows slightly, hesitated for a moment, and said to the driver in the front seat, who was the young man with a buzz cut: "Jiahao, how about... we take the boy from the mountains with us, since there is an empty seat anyway"

Muttering to himself, Ding Ermiao continued to move forward. After walking for half an hour, he turned a corner and once again saw the red sedan from earlier.

"Alright, alright." The curly-haired beauty smiled and shot a glance at the girl in the green dress, saying: "Don't make jokes about people from their hometown, you wicked one."

"On what basis should I take you along?" The window of the sedan's back seat rolled down, revealing the face of a fairly attractive young girl.

"Indeed, he just fainted earlier, but now he is already dead," Ding Ermiao said

On the mountain road, a hundred miles away from Qiyun Mountain, Ding Ermiao, dressed in a blue coarse cloth jacket, wearing layered cloth shoes, carrying a yellow cloth umbrella and a faded canvas shoulder bag, strides towards the direction of the mountain exit

Cousin..." She nudged her cousin with her arm and said with a pout, "How can you casually let a stranger get in the car? What if he is a bad person? I heard that this area is not safe; there are often robbers around."

Song Jiahao laughed uncontrollably, almost to the point of tears: "Hey, hey, hey, what era is this? Country bumpkin, are you still using copper coins? Don't tell me you traveled here from ancient times."

At the location where the three people are standing, there is a distance of seven or eight steps to the car. However, Ding Ermiao immediately claimed that the driver in the car was already dead. The girl in the green dress, of course, did not believe it and ran over to see for herself

It was just after 3 PM, with the blazing sun hanging high in the sky, and the heat was unbearable. However, on Ding Ermiao's forehead, there was not a single bead of sweat, and he appeared calm and composed

The young man known as Jiahao had not yet spoken, when the light beauty in the back seat responded.

Oh... your car is going out of the mountain, and I happen to be going out of the mountain as well. Isn't this a coincidence?" Ding Ermiao chuckled.

He wanted to wait for Ding Ermiao to hand over the money, and then speed away, leaving that little brat unable to get a ride, while also making a small profit. He felt that arguing with a country bumpkin was beneath his dignity as Song Jiahao.

Ding Ermiao looked around and, with arms wide open, walked to the middle of the road

Squeak!

"You country bumpkin, are you looking for trouble? Is there anyone who blocks cars like you?" The window of the sedan's driver's side rolled down, and a young man with a flat-top hairstyle leaned out, his face filled with anger as he shouted.

"How can you tell that I am a bad person?" Ding Ermiao bent down, leaned his face close to the car window, and said earnestly, "The fortune-telling book states that if someone has a jawline visible from behind their head, they are a bad person. Just look at the person driving this car... they are certainly not a good person."

"Si Yu!" The curly-haired beauty interrupted the words of the girl in the green dress and said to Ding Ermiao, "Our friend, the driver who just drove us, suddenly fainted... Here, there is no phone signal, and we can't call for an ambulance... We have no way out... Please... take a look at my friend."

"Are you asking the doctor? Yes, I am the one." Ding Ermiao stared at the curly-haired beauty's face and asked, "What, do you have an illness?"

In the back seat, there were two beautiful women, one tall and one short. One of them was around twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with wavy hair, large eyes, a high nose bridge, and elegantly curled eyelashes, making her quite stunning. The other was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with bangs that reached her eyebrows, fair skin with a rosy tint, and dressed in a light green long dress, which also made her appear pure and lovely

At the edge of a shaded road, Ding Ermiao stopped, turned back, and smiled at the mountain peak that reached into the clouds. This time, he could finally leave the mountain. His master, Qiu Sanpin, was probably still in the outhouse of the temple at the mountain top, facing the wall.

The three people in the sedan were momentarily taken aback, then burst into laughter. However, the curly-haired beauty was more reserved, covering her mouth with her hand as she laughed

Why? Ding Ermiao's eyes lit up as he walked around the front of the car to the window, looking towards the back seat.

Saying this, he fumbled in his pocket for a long time and pulled out three square-holed copper coins, handing them over: "Well, as long as you take me out of the mountain, these three copper coins will be yours."

Ding Ermiao rolled his eyes and lazily asked, "What, isn't the library's copper coin considered money?"

The curly-haired beauty's expression slightly darkened, yet she said nothing.

"Are you ... ... a doctor?" The curly-haired beauty couldn't believe it, looking up and down, glancing at Ding Ermiao several times.

This image is purely an unearthed artifact

The driver in the front seat, furious and embarrassed, was about to explode but suddenly broke into a grin and said to Ding Ermiao: "Hey, country bumpkin, riding in a car requires payment, do you have any money?"

After the jarring sound of the brakes, the sedan came to a stop half a foot in front of Ding Ermiao.

Just now, that bumpkin insulted me, calling me worthless, but I won't take it to heart, haha. Song Jiahao smiled proudly, pressed the accelerator, and the sedan sped away.

"Good to see you again!" Ding Ermiao chuckled and walked over slowly.

In her eyes, Ding Ermiao before her was merely a simple villager from the mountains. Judging by his demeanor, he was likely heading out to work. With no village in front and no shop behind, she felt a sense of goodwill and thought to take this young man from the mountains along with her, considering it a good deed.

The two beautiful women and the young man with a crew cut were also sizing up Ding Ermiao, their eyes reflecting a hint of vigilance

"Brother Jiahao, look at his outfit; it looks just like an unearthed artifact. Who knows, it might really be from ancient times..." The girl in the green skirt couldn't help but laugh, tilting her face up to ask, "Hey, which dynasty did you come from, and which ancient celebrities do you know?"

Ding Ermiao squinted his eyes, looking at the sedan a few steps ahead, then shook his head with a smile: "The guy who was driving just now is already dead."

The girl in the green dress exclaimed, "It seems, it seems that Song Jiahao really has no breath left!"

In the distance, a red sedan was approaching at a leisurely pace on the highway

"Please don't curse, alright?" Ding Ermiao rolled his eyes and said, "Your car must be coming from the mountains, right? I would appreciate it if you could take me along." The tone was as if others owed him something.

Ah, that guy was quite amusing just now. It would be nice to bring him along to alleviate the boredom on the way, wouldn't it?" The girl in the green dress said with a hint of disappointment, expressing her regret.

At this moment, Ding Ermiao, who had been left far behind by the sedan chair, shook his head slightly and muttered, "Foolish mortals, self-righteous idiots! My copper coins are all magical artifacts passed down from my ancestors, effective in warding off evil and avoiding ghosts. What do you take them for? Good words cannot persuade the damned ghosts; there are good things waiting for you ahead, sigh..."

A red sedan is parked on the road at the foot of a cliff. A curly-haired beauty and a girl in a skirt are each fiddling with their phones, glancing around the sedan. Judging by their expressions, it seems they are facing a significant issue and appear very anxious

"Do you want money?" Ding Ermiao thought seriously for a moment and said, "I have money"