Chapter 36

Although Hua Cheng's words were full of contempt,

He was extremely impolite,

But as soon as he opened his mouth, the man didn't dare to argue no matter how the others ridiculed him. The maid who led Xie Lian over said, "Young master, you're really lucky today."

Xie Lian's gaze didn't shift as he asked, "What do you mean?"

The maid said, "Our City Lord rarely comes here to play.

It's just that these few days,

He suddenly became interested.

Could it be that this is bad luck? "

Listening to her tone, it was obvious that she admired this' City Lord '.

Extremely,

As long as she could see him, it would be a great fortune.

Xie Lian couldn't help but smile.

The curtain was light muslin,

Red shadows were everywhere. This kind of scenery was charming and gentle. In front of the red curtain,

There were still a few beautiful girls standing at the gambling table. Xie Lian originally planned to just stand outside and watch.

After hearing Hua Cheng's voice, he started to try to squeeze in.

But he still didn't make a sound. He squeezed to the third level,

And finally saw the man who was betting on the gambling table.

That was a living person. Xie Lian wasn't surprised. He had already said that there weren't only ghosts in the Ghost City.

There were also many cultivators in the mortal world. Sometimes, some dying people or people with thoughts of death would accidentally barge in. This man was also wearing a mask, revealing two bloodshot eyes that were so red it looked like they were about to bleed. His lips were white as if he hadn't seen the sun for many days. Although he was a living person, he looked more like a ghost than the other ghosts present.

His hands tightly pressed on a black wooden gambling cup on the table. After holding it in for a while, as if throwing caution to the wind, he said, "But … then why can that person just bet his legs?"

A girl in front of the curtain laughed and said, "That person just now is the Godly Bandits. His pair of legs are very good at lightness kungfu. Traveling north and south is the foundation of his life. That's why his pair of legs is worth using as a bargaining chip. You're neither a craftsman nor a famous doctor. What does one of your hands count for? "

The man clenched his teeth and said, "Then I … … I'll bet my daughter's ten years of life!"

Hearing this, Xie Lian was startled. In his heart, he thought, "There's actually a father who would bet his child's life. Is this also okay?"

Behind the curtains, Hua Cheng laughed and said, "Sure."

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Xie Lian heard a trace of coldness in this "Yes".

He thought to himself, "San Lang said his luck is always good, and he always draws good lots. If he bet with this man, won't he win ten years of his daughter's life?"

Just as he was thinking about this, he heard the girl at the other side of the long table shout, "An even number is a loss, an odd number is a win. Once the cup was opened, there was no turning back. Please! "

As it turned out, Hua Cheng wasn't going to gamble at all. The man trembled violently. His hands clutched the gambling cup tightly and shook it violently. The hall quieted down a little, and the sound of the dice hitting against the cup became even clearer. After a long time, his movements came to an abrupt stop. Then, a deathly silence ensued.

After a long time, the man very, very slowly pried up a corner of the gambling cup and peeked through the crack. His bloodshot eyes suddenly widened.

He suddenly lifted the wooden cup and said with wild joy, "Dan! Single! Single! I won! I won! Hahahaha, I won!!! I won!!! "

This was not the result that the ghosts around the long table wanted to see. They all clapped their hands on the table and jeered in dissatisfaction. One of the girls smiled and said, "Congratulations. Your business will take a turn for the better in no time. "

The man laughed for a while, then shouted, "Wait! I still want to gamble. "

The girl said, "Welcome. What do you want this time? "

The man's face darkened. "I want, I want all my competitors in the same line of business to die a violent death!"

Hearing this, the hall was filled with clicking of tongues. The girl covered her mouth and laughed. "If it's this, then it's a bit more difficult than what you asked for just now. Why don't you consider asking for something else? For example, to make your business rise to the next level? "

The man's eyes were bloodshot. "No! I want to bet on this. I want to bet on this. "

The girl said, "Then, if this is what you want, your daughter's ten years of life, this bargaining chip might not be enough."

The man said, "If it's not enough, then add more. I bet my daughter's twenty years of life, plus … plus her marriage! "

The ghosts were in an uproar. They laughed and said, "This father is crazy! He's selling his daughter! "

"Amazing, amazing!"

The girl said, "An even number is a loss, an odd number is a win. Once the cup is opened, there's no going back on it. Please! "

The man started to shake the gambling cup while trembling. If he lost, his daughter would lose twenty years of life and a good marriage, which was naturally not good. But if he won, would he really let all of his peers die a violent death? However, Xie Lian felt that Hua Cheng would not let such a thing happen. After hesitating for a while, he still stood a little forward. He was still hesitating whether he should make a move or not. At this moment, someone pulled him back. He turned around and saw that it was Shi Qingxuan.

Shi Qingxuan had already returned to his male body and said in a low voice, "Don't be rash."

Xie Lian also said in a low voice, "Lord Wind Master, why did you change back?"

Shi Qingxuan said, "Sigh, it's a long story. That group of aunties and little sisters dragged me and ran, saying that they wanted to introduce me to a good shop. It wasn't easy for me to escape, but I was afraid that I would be caught by them again, so I could only change back first. They pulled me to a place and smeared a lot of things on my face. They pulled, pulled, slapped, and hit me. Quickly look at my face, is there anything wrong? Is there anything wrong? "

He moved his face in front of Xie Lian. Xie Lian looked at it carefully and said honestly, "It seems to be smoother and whiter."

When Shi Qingxuan heard this, his face glowed and said, "Is that so? That's good, that's great, hahahaha. Where's the mirror? Where's the mirror? Let me see. "

Xie Lian said, "We'll see later. There's no way to communicate with the spirits in this ghost city. We must not get separated again. Oh right, Lord Wind Master, how did you know I was here? "

Shi Qingxuan said, "I didn't know you were here at all. I came here because I made an appointment with Qianqiu to meet here. Just now, we got separated, so I came first. Who knew that when I came in to take a look, I just happened to see you. "

Xie Lian said, "You made an appointment with Qianqiu? To meet here? "

Shi Qingxuan said, "Yes, Qianqiu is Lang Qianqiu. Your Highness Tai Hua, you should know this, right? He's the Martial God who guards the east side. Since we came here, it's better to make an appointment with him. The Ghost Gambling House is one of the most lively places in the ghost city where crooks and honest folk mingle. It's a landmark building, where people come and go with ghosts. The more ghosts there are, the more people there are. It's not easy to arouse suspicion, so I told him before to meet here. "

Xie Lian slightly nodded. When he turned his head, that man still hadn't opened the cup. His eyes were rolled back and he was mumbling something. He was no different from the other ghosts that danced chaotically in the casino. He sighed and said, "This person … …"

Shi Qingxuan touched his face as he said, "I know what you want to say, I agree. However, the ghost city is the territory of Hua Cheng. The rules of the Ghost Gambling House are voluntary. If you dare to gamble, you dare to play. Heaven doesn't care. Let's wait and see first. If it really doesn't work, we'll think of another way. "

Xie Lian pondered for a moment, thinking that San Lang wouldn't let such a thing happen. It was good to wait and see, so he didn't move again. The man at the table seemed to have finally mustered up his courage and opened the gambling cup a little. The result was about to be revealed. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a person suddenly rushed out. With a palm, the black wooden gambling cup was smashed into pieces!

This palm not only smashed the gambling cup, but it also smashed the man's hand that was covering the gambling cup. Even the entire table was smashed, creating a crack.

The masked man clutched the broken bone of his hand, rolling on the ground and shouting. The ghosts also shouted one after another, some were cheering, some were crying out in shock. And that person made a move, saying loudly, "You, you have such a vicious heart! It's fine if you want to seek glory and wealth, but what you want is the sudden death of others?! If you want to gamble, if you have the ability, use your own life to gamble, use your daughter's life and marriage to gamble? You're simply not worthy of being a man, not worthy of being a father! "

This young man had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He was full of heroic spirit. Although he was only wearing a simple set of black clothes and not luxurious clothes, it did not hide his noble aura. Who else could it be but the Crown Prince of Yong An Country, Lang Qianqiu?

Seeing him, Xie Lian and Shi Qingxuan, who were among the ghosts, covered their faces at the same time.

Xie Lian moaned, "… Master Feng, you … didn't tell him … to be careful here, to keep a low profile …"

Shi Qingxuan also moaned, "… I … I did, but … he is such a person … I can't do anything about it … If I had known earlier, I … we should have arranged to come down with him …"

Xie Lian said, "I understand … I understand …"

At this time, Hua Cheng, who was behind the curtain, chuckled.

And Xie Lian's heart also hung in his throat.

When this young man was with him, he often laughed. Now, Xie Lian could almost tell when he was sincere, when he was pretending to mock, and when he had killing intent.

He only heard him say leisurely, "Coming to my place to cause trouble, you're quite bold."

Lang Qianqiu turned to that side, his eyes shining as he said, "You're the owner of this gambling house?"

The ghosts around him sneered, "You don't know the immensity of heaven and earth, do you know who you're talking to? This is our City Lord. "

Someone also sneered, "It's not just this ghost gambling house. This entire Ghost City is his! "

Hearing this, Lang Qianqiu didn't have much of a reaction, but Shi Qingxuan was shocked and said, "My god, then the one behind, could it be that?! Blood Rain Tanhua??? "

Xie Lian said, "Yes … it's him."

Shi Qingxuan said, "Are you sure?!"

Xie Lian said, "I'm sure."

Shi Qingxuan said, "Dead, dead. What should Lang Qianqiu do now?! "

Xie Lian said, "… I hope he won't expose his identity …"

Lang Qianqiu looked around, but he was getting angrier and angrier.

However, he became angrier and angrier as he said, "This damned place is filled with foul air and demons are running wild. What kind of things have come here? What kind of things have they done? You guys opened this kind of place, there's really no humanity to speak of! "

All the ghosts hissed and said, "We're not humans in the first place, why do we need humanity? Whoever wants that kind of thing can take it!"

"Who the hell are you? How dare you come here and point your fingers at us!"

Hua Cheng smiled and said, "This place of mine is originally a hell of revelry. There's a path in heaven, but you don't take it. There's no door in hell, but you barge in. What can you do? "

Hearing the two words "heaven", Xie Lian and Shi Qingxuan instantly understood.

Hua Cheng had indeed seen through where Lang Qianqiu came from!

However, Lang Qianqiu didn't understand the meaning of these words at all. Another palm struck the long table. He stood at the end of the long table. With this strike, all the ghosts around the table dodged one after another, and the long table charged straight towards the red shadow behind the curtain. However, the sitting posture of the figure behind the curtain did not change. With a slight wave of his hand, the long table rushed back in the opposite direction, crashing into Lang Qianqiu.

Seeing the long table counterattack, Lang Qianqiu first held it with one hand, and then seemed to realize that one hand couldn't hold it, so he immediately changed his hands. As he held it, faint blue veins gradually appeared on his forehead. The originally lively lobby was filled with people hiding and running away. Xie Lian and Shi Qingxuan couldn't decide whether to help or not. After all, the two of them shouldn't be considered to have been exposed yet, and could help in the dark. If they really jumped out to help, then they would have to catch three at once.

On the other side, Lang Qianqiu shouted, and finally pushed the heavy long table back once again. However, the figure behind the red curtain, Hua Cheng still turned his body sideways. His five fingers gently closed, and then gently released. The long table instantly split into countless pieces of wood shavings, flying towards Lang Qianqiu.

These wood shavings carried an extremely sharp blade wind, more terrifying than any hidden weapon. If Lang Qianqiu still hid his mana and maintained his human body, then he wouldn't be able to dodge it no matter what. Thus, in the next moment, a faint layer of spiritual light was released from his body. Xie Lian and Shi Qingxuan immediately understood, and thought to themselves, "Not good, he's going to transform into a dharmakaya!"

However, this layer of faint spiritual light immediately dissipated. It was probably because Lang Qianqiu finally remembered that he couldn't expose his identity on this trip, so at the critical moment, he quickly withdrew the spiritual light. However, Lang Qianqiu stopped, but Hua Cheng wouldn't stop. The figure in red sat behind the red curtain, and his hand gesture changed. His five fingers closed together, and he slightly raised them up.

With this lift, Lang Qianqiu's entire body suddenly floated into the air, and he floated above the ceiling of the gambling house's lobby!

After being trapped, Lang Qianqiu didn't seem to understand why he suddenly floated up, and he struggled twice with a confused look on his face. Xie Lian said with a headache, "His mana has been locked, now even if he wants to transform into a dharmakaya, he can't."

Shi Qingxuan said, "The Ghost City is Hua Cheng's territory, he can lock it even if he wants to."

Although at present, Lang Qianqiu could be considered to be under someone's control, there was also an advantage. That was, his true identity was probably barely kept a secret. Otherwise, if he had transformed into a dharmakaya during the fight just now, and people knew that the Eastern Martial God Tai Hua Perfected Lord had come to the Ghost City to cause trouble, it wouldn't be so simple. After all, for so many years, except for some special events, the Heaven Realm and the Ghost Realm could be considered to have minded their own business.

The uninvited guest of the Great Havoc Gambling House was locked up, and the ghosts who had originally escaped turned back and gathered under the lobby. They pointed at Lang Qianqiu, who was locked in the air, and laughed. Lang Qianqiu had probably never been in such a predicament. His face was slightly red, and he didn't say a word. He secretly used his strength, trying to break free from the invisible binding technique. From time to time, ghosts below would jump up and want to pat his head. Fortunately, Hua Cheng had hung him very high, so he couldn't be hit. Otherwise, this kind of humiliation would be great. Hua Cheng laughed behind the red curtain, "Today I caught such a thing, you guys can take it to play. Whoever's lucky enough to win a big bet can take it back and cook it. "

Hearing this, the lobby cheered incessantly and screamed, "Bet on big or small! Bet on big or small! The one with the biggest points, take him back and cook it! "

"Aiyaya, this little brother looks like he's very nutritious, hee hee hee hee … …"

"Hahahahaha, are you stupid? I don't know whose territory you're causing trouble in!"

Four masked men carried in a new long table. No one paid attention to the masked man who was wailing and rolling on the ground. Everyone gathered around the long table and started the next round of gambling. And this time, the bet was Lang Qianqiu, who was suspended in the air. Seeing that the gambling was in full swing, Shi Qingxuan paced back and forth, anxiously smashing his hands, "What should we do? Should we go up and gamble him back? Or should we directly start fighting? "

Xie Lian said, "Wind Master, how's your luck?"

Shi Qingxuan said, "Of course it's sometimes good, sometimes bad. How can there be a conclusion to something like luck?"

Xie Lian said, "There is. For example, I've never been good. "

Shi Qingxuan said, "So miserable?"

Xie Lian nodded his head in pain and said, "When I roll the dice, I get two points at most."

Shi Qingxuan frowned and immediately had an idea. He slapped his thigh and said, "How about this, since you get two points at most, then you compete with others to see who gets the smallest number. No one can be smaller than you. "

Xie Lian thought for a moment and said, "That makes sense, I'll try."

Thus, he moved closer to the long table and said, "How about we change the rules and see who gets the smallest number? Whoever gets the smallest number wins, how about it? "

The table was in an uproar. Some said yes, some said no. Xie Lian grabbed two dice and tried to throw one.

He silently said in his heart, "Small, small, small." After he finished, the two people came over to take a look — — two sixes!

Xie Lian, "…"

Shi Qingxuan, "…"

Xie Lian rubbed the space between his eyebrows and said, "It seems that the quality of my luck will not change because of the change of the rules."

Shi Qingxuan also imitated him and rubbed the space between his eyebrows and said, "Why don't we just start fighting?"

At this moment, a girl approached the red curtain and leaned forward slightly, as if listening to what the person behind the curtain said. She nodded, then raised her head and said loudly, "Everyone, please be quiet, the City Lord has something to say."

When she said that the City Lord had something to say, the ghosts immediately stopped and became extremely quiet. The girl said, "The City Lord said that the rules should be changed."

The ghosts said, "The City Lord is the rule!"

"Whatever the City Lord says is the rule!"

"What do you want to change?"

The girl said, "The City Lord said that he is in a good mood today and wants to play with everyone. Everyone can bet with him, and the person who wins the bet can carry away the thing above. Whether it is steamed, boiled, fried, or pickled, it is all up to the winner. "

When they heard that they were going to bet with the City Lord, the ghosts hesitated. It seemed that Hua Cheng had indeed never played in the arena. A few of them were bold and eager to give it a try. However, no one dared to be the first to come up. Lang Qianqiu continued to struggle and said angrily, "What do you mean by this thing? I'm not a thing, what right do you have to use me as a wager? "

He said loudly, "I'm not a thing". When the female ghosts heard this, they giggled and stared at Lang Qianqiu. Their red tongues swept across their lips, as if they wanted to tear him apart and devour him. Xie Lian thought to himself, "Ai … this child. I think you should keep your mouth shut. "

He sighed soundlessly, then stood up and said warmly, "If that's the case, then please allow this humble one to give it a try."

Hearing this, the figure behind the red curtain also paused, then slowly stood up.

The girl in front of the curtain smiled and said, "Then, please come forward, Young Master."

Inside the main hall, all the ghosts automatically separated to make a path for this brave warrior. Xie Lian walked forward, and the girl brought over a pitch-black gambling cup with both hands, saying, "After you."

Previously, when she was talking to the gamblers, she had always used the word "you". Although her words were calm, her tone was not polite at all. But now, when she was talking to him, she used the word "you", and her tone was also very respectful. Xie Lian took the black wooden gambling cup from her hands, said a word of thanks, and lightly coughed.

He had almost never touched this kind of thing before. Holding it, he randomly shook it for a while, pretending that he was very familiar with it. As he shook it, he raised his head and glanced at Lang Qianqiu, who was suspended above. Lang Qianqiu also opened his eyes wide, looking at him impatiently. However, in the end, he didn't shout out anything. Seeing his expression, Xie Lian inexplicably wanted to laugh in his heart, but he held it in. After shaking it for a long time, he finally stopped.

Countless pairs of eyes were tightly staring at the cup in his hands. Xie Lian also felt that this small gambling cup had become incomparably heavy. He didn't know what posture he should use to shake it. Just as he was about to reveal the result, the girl spoke again, "Wait."

Xie Lian asked, "What is it?"

The girl said, "The Mayor said that the posture you used to shake the cup isn't quite right."

Xie Lian thought to himself, "So there really is a correct posture? Could it be that my bad luck in the past was all because my posture wasn't right? "

He humbly asked, "Then may I ask, what posture is the correct posture?"

The girl replied, "The Mayor said, please come up, he's willing to teach you."

Hearing this, all the ghosts in the gambling house let out hissing sounds.

Xie Lian heard a ghost mumble, "The Mayor wants to teach him, this is really unprecedented. Is this person going to die?"

"What does the Mayor want to do??? Who is this person??? Why does he want to teach him??? "

"Isn't shaking the cup like that?? Is there any other correct posture??? "

Xie Lian was also thinking about this question. The girl had already extended her hand towards the red curtain and said to him, "Please."

And so, Xie Lian hugged the black wooden gambling cup and walked in front of the red curtain.

The gauze curtain fluttered, and the red shadow flickered. The person behind the scenes was standing right in front of him. The two of them were only separated by half an arm.

After holding his breath for a moment, a hand parted the heavy red curtain and stretched out from behind the curtain. Covering the back of Xie Lian's hand, it held the gambling cup.

This was a right hand, slender and pale. The knuckles were distinct, and the third finger was tied with a red thread.

Under the contrast of the black and glossy wooden cup, the white appeared even paler, and the red appeared even more vibrant. Slowly, Xie Lian raised his eyelids.

Behind the red cloud-like gauze curtain, stood an eighteen or nineteen year old youth.

It was San Lang.

His clothes were still as red as ever, and his skin was as white as snow. It was still that abnormally handsome face of a youth that couldn't be looked at directly. Only, the outline of his face was more distinct, and the youthfulness of a youth had faded away. To say that he was a youth was also to say that he was a man.

The wild and wild air between his brows was not extinguished, but rather arrogant. His eyes were still as bright as stars, and the light in his eyes was heavy as he stared unwaveringly at Xie Lian.

Only, the one that was as bright as a star was only his left eye.