Once upon a time there was a river called Qianjiang, which was made of money. It's dark and shiny. Immortals in ancient times, mortals today, all flock to it ... Only 14 Every day in April, someone who goes to see the river always comes back unkempt and shouts, "Do evil, do evil." Eyes are blood red.

According to legend, once upon a time, this river was not made of money, but flowed slowly like all ordinary big rivers. The breeze caresses, the blue waves ripple, and sometimes the sandy figure is reflected on the water; Under the river, the green grass floats, the fragrance takes pictures, and the fish are at ease. The small village surrounded by Qianjiang River is called Simple Town. The people in the town are as simple as their town name. They go out early and come back late, sweating every day, circulating dew every morning and coming home with the fragrance of the earth at night. But suddenly one day, a storm suddenly came, the river rose and the houses collapsed. When the sun came out the next day, two more families suddenly appeared on both sides of the river. So, the story begins here. People on both sides of the strait live in Qiannan, with blue tiles and white walls, leaning on pearls and purple shirts and green eyes.

Qian's daughter is very cute, which makes people feel pity. Her face is white and her figure is beautiful. It's just that as soon as the moon comes out, this house is closed, which is horribly gloomy. On the other side of the river, old man Jiang lives in the north and runs a small pharmacy. Although he is not rich, he is also very comfortable. Jiang's grandson is very handsome. Only in the early morning, when everyone in the town is sleeping soundly, Qian's daughter Jiang's little student will sit under a banyan tree and watch the snow, the sky and the four seasons. Money's daughter smiles like a silver bell from time to time.

Until one day. A plague struck. First, the news of the dead came from the neighboring village of Baimao, and then some people in Taohua village in the east suffered from the same disease, which made the whole simple town panic. Until one day, this quiet little village was no longer quiet. First, the son of the village chief was covered with red and swollen blisters and felt nothing on the first day; The next day, it was particularly itchy. When a bubble is opened, a puff of smoke comes out of that place and it rots. On the third day, I got up and found the room unusually quiet. I went to check my son's snore and left. The story of the village chief's son makes people in the town shut themselves up at home every day without eating or sleeping, which makes people panic. Then, the son of Cui Shi, the biggest family in the village, got blisters on his face. Cui's mother goes every day, waiting for death. At this time, people suddenly remembered Jiang, who had been neglected, and quickly invited him. Jiang, who is over 100 years old, felt Cui Shi's pulse and said, "If my grandson can cure this disease, he will commit iniquity."

The next day, Pima Dai Xiao, the son of his style, came. It turned out that his grandfather had passed away. He caressed Cui Shi's son's hand and frowned. However, he still said a word: "I'll deliver the medicine tonight." After drinking, don't think about anything and don't say anything. " In the evening, the ginger family sent a bowl of medicine as expected. This medicine is not the usual brown-black, but red mixed with blood. Drink it, it smells like fish. However, the next day, Cui Shi's red bubble was completely eliminated; On the third day, people were alive and kicking as usual. There are more and more people suffering from plague in the town, but thanks to the Chiang family, they have all been saved. However, no one noticed that the body of the ginger family childe seems to be gradually weakening. Since then, there has been no money in the early morning. The door of money seems to be closed and never opened again.

Everyone forgets the existence of money, and doesn't care about the bloated old figure that appears every night, hovering at the door of every household. Every door was closed, and only a dim oil lamp was lit in Chiang's dark room. From time to time, Qian's daughter cried intermittently in the room. "How can you be so silly, use your own blood as a medicine guide! Even if you are a fairy, you will still die! " "Nothing." What do you mean nothing! At this time, Chiang Kai-shek's son was dressing his wrist with gauze layer by layer. His fingers, which were originally blue and white, were also wrapped in white gauze, and his face was as white as a paper towel. Next to Qian's daughter, she was so sad that she became a little fox. It turns out that Qian's daughter is a fox who has practiced for thousands of years, and Qian is their nine-tailed fox king. The nine-tailed fox is a species that both the fairy world and the demon world compete for. It has nine lives and has done all kinds of bad things in its life. As long as it is cultivated for thousands of years, it can become a person. Many days later, when Chiang Kai-shek's son was dragging his dying bed, he vaguely saw a furtive figure from Li Jialai next door, which seemed to belong to the Qian family, fiddling with something and spreading something. Qi childe didn't think much, in fact, at this time he has no strength to think much, just close your eyes and fell asleep. The next day, there was news again. It was the Li family next door who suffered from the plague again.

At this time, Jiang's son suddenly realized that it was money who spread the plague. So, the son Chiang Kai-shek used up his last strength, cut his wrist and injected blood into the bowl drop by drop ... At this time, Qian's daughter happened to enter the door, and she also found that it was Qian who spread the plague. On that day, April 14, Qian was ashamed, stood by the river, threw his house full of gold coins into the river, jumped and disappeared into the turbulent river. Since then, no one in the simple town has suffered from the plague, and the simple town has recovered its former tranquility. As for Qian's daughter and Style's son, they both disappeared the day after Qian committed suicide. No one knows where they went and why they left.

All I know is that when they first came, a flood instantly washed away their house and people's memories of them. Qianjiang has since become a money river.