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Chapter 451(2/2)

Turning around, I saw the little white dog taking something out of the big python's belly.

It's a baggage roll.

The little white dog ran straight to her feet with something in its mouth and put down the bundle.

Then he squatted aside, looking up at Yang Ruoqing with his head tilted.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the color of the bundle and then at the man in the pit.

"It looks like something that belongs to him," she said.

"It's bulging, let me open it and see what it is!"

She knelt down and shook out the bundle.

'Crash...'

The yellow and white stuff rolled out, shining brightly in front of my eyes.

"Yeah? Silver!"

She screamed in surprise.

Over there, Luo Fengtang, who was immersed in soil work, was also shocked.

What a silver!

"Xu belongs to this person," he said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded and caught a glimpse of some rotten paper mixed in with the silver.

She picked it up and looked at it briefly.

Most of the handwriting on it is blurred, but the word "Luyin" can still be vaguely seen.

"I'm afraid this person is a merchant who passed by here and was attacked by the python." She analyzed.

"Or maybe he fell from the cliff above, fell into the pool, and was eaten by the python."

No matter what kind of person it is, this person is unlucky.

"Qing'er, what should I do with the money?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Ruoqing then took inventory.

"Two hundred and twenty taels of silver!" she said.

This is the first time I have seen so much silver since time travel.

How much can you buy with more than two hundred taels of silver?

She had no idea for a while.

Beside the pit, Luo Fengtang looked at the corpses in the pit, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Qing'er, it's this person's money, should we bury him with him?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head directly.

"Money is something that cannot be taken with you in life or death. If it is not circulated in the underworld, it will not be used by him even if it is brought to him," she said.

"That……"

"Of course we keep it!" Yang Ruoqing said.

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