Chapter 66

There is a very famous hotel in the downtown area of the ancient city, and many outsiders know this place.

The decoration of the hotel is extremely luxurious, the ground is open normally, and the underground is the famous casino in the ancient city.

Here, Mr. Chen followed the method Jing Cheng taught him, and entered from the east gate of the hotel.

Carrying three branches in his arms along the way, he took the elevator to the "minus third floor" regardless of the strange eyes cast by others.

Redeem the chips first and wait, starting at three o'clock on time.

Since Mr. Chen's disheveled image was so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people when he left the casino, everyone didn't expect that this guy would change his outfit in a short while and make a comeback again.

Is this not enough money?

Someone laughed and said: "Do you think that if you change your clothes, you will be lucky?"

"Look at what he's wearing. It's green. He looks like a king who ran out of nowhere. Ba, did he get green by his wife hahaha..."

"Shhh, please keep your voice down! He is from the old Chen family, and he is very capable."

"Hey, that woman, do you still think how capable she is? The real masters are all in the capital, and a witch who comes out of such a corner will be praised to the sky by you. What kind of vision..."

The bodyguard behind Mr. Chen bowed and asked his employer, "Do you want to drive these people out?"

"No need!" Mr. Chen waved his hand disdainfully, "They're all a group of dogs who look down on people, let's see how I win their money in a while!"

The bodyguard hesitated and said, "This...what if you lose again later? Do you want to keep an eye on those two people in advance?"

"Crow's Mouth!" Mr. Chen glared at him, "Hey! Those two kids are not ordinary people, even if I lost, wouldn't there be parents behind them?"

"If I can get in touch with Shangjing Qin's family, even if I go to Shangjing, I can walk sideways."

"It would be even better if he wins. It means that the little guy surnamed Jing is really talented, and we should treat each other more politely."

The more Mr. Chen thought about it, the more he felt that this was a good deal, and he couldn't help but smiled smugly. Even if he lost another 3 million, it would be worth it.

Kong Wu's powerful bodyguard did not have as many minds as Mr. Chen's. With his limited brain capacity, he only cared about protecting his employer's personal and property safety.

Since the employer thinks it is right, it is right.

The other gamblers were shocked when they saw that Mr. Chen could still laugh.

Fatty Chen, I'm afraid he is not a madman who loses money, right?

...

Half an hour later, everyone stared blankly at the mountain of chips piled up in front of Mr. Chen, and fell into deep doubt.

Can a person's luck really change in a short period of time?

This is simply unscientific!

Mr. Chen didn't expect that he would be lucky, he really changed his luck!

He touched the branches in his arms, wondering if the three branches he took back were consecrated by any master?

The staff on the side finished counting the chips.

"How much?" Mr. Chen asked.

"three million."

God!They were all right!

Mr. Chen reached out to touch the chips on the table in disbelief.

Three million in one game, and he never won so much money in a game when he was the luckiest before.

The faces of those who deliberately taunted Mr. Chen loudly behind his back just now were all hot. The feeling of being slapped in the face is really uncomfortable.

"Mr. Chen, when will the game start?" The croupier asked in a steady voice.

"What?" Mr. Chen came back to his senses, remembered what Jing Cheng had reminded him before, and immediately said, "What kind of game is starting? No opening, stop here."

As he said that, he asked the staff to change the chips for him and put the money into his account.

The people at the same table didn't expect that he would accept it when he was good, and leave when he won the money. They suddenly woke up like a dream, and they all got up and tried to persuade him to stay.

"Hey! Boss Chen is really lucky, why don't you play two more games before leaving?"

"Boss Chen is worthy of being the number one gambling king in our ancient city, stay here, and we can ask for advice again?"

"I have something to do later, I can't help but pass by here, I'll leave after I've had a good time!" Mr. Chen refused.

Someone approached him with malicious intentions: "Boss Chen's skills are getting more and more proficient, but I don't know...how long can you keep these two precious arms on your body?"

There is a rule in the casino. If a customer suspects that the opponent at the same table is cheating, he can pay a sum of money and apply for an investigation.

Mr. Chen narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm a serious person, and I never play tricks. When luck comes, no one can stop it."

"It's only three million, not enough."

After finishing speaking, without looking at the livid face of the person behind him, he swaggered away.

While walking, Mr. Chen asked someone to call Jing Cheng.

This little guy is his little ancestor who can bring him money, so he has to build a good relationship in everything!

...

In the private room.

Qin Yan was silent for a moment, then said: "I thought the true fire of Samadhi was only available to red boys."

It's all about lighting a fire out of thin air, but such a small flame is still a true fire of samadhi?

Jing Cheng thought for a while and asked, "Don't you people like to watch Journey to the West?" When I was at Xu's house before, a child said he was Monkey King.

"...Fortunately, childhood memories, the impression is quite deep." Qin Yan was surprised by Jing Cheng's words, what do you mean by "your current people", isn't he himself the current person?

"The notebook I gave you before contains the cultivation method of Samadhi True Fire. Your body is extremely masculine and strong. If you start to practice now, you will be able to use it in a few years." Jing Cheng said, "This is not true in Taoism.What kind of profound spell is it, at best it can get rid of the foul smell."

Qin Yan didn't think so. He felt that the current Taoist priests should not have this ability.

While talking, Jing Cheng's cell phone rang, interrupting their thoughts.

Jing Cheng glanced at it and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, so he was about to hang up.

Qin Yan was close, and when he saw that the number displayed was Gucheng, he stopped him and said, "Don't hang up, it should be that Fatty Chen."

Before the guy left, he asked Jing Cheng for his cell phone number.

"Hahaha, Young Master Jing, thanks to your great fortune! I won the money back. Where are you now? I'll give you the money in the past!" Mr. Chen's heroic voice came from the mobile phone, what was the joy in his tone?Can't stop it either.

Qin Yan was surprised, and said silently: "So fast?"

Jing Cheng nodded, with him making a move, how could he be unhappy?

Or how to say that it is forbidden for Taoist people to make money with techniques, it is really too easy for people like them to make money.

However, in a person's life, his wealth is limited, and if he acts against the sky, he will eventually find a balance elsewhere.

There was a folk saying: "Three generations of yin and yang are extinct, and three generations of Taoists are extinct."

Practicing Taoism is against the secret of heaven, and you need to suffer from "five disadvantages and three deficiencies", either you will never live, or you will never succeed, wealth, luck and so on.

Therefore, the vast majority of celestial masters walk in the world alone.

Of course, these are what ordinary people need to bear when practicing Taoism, but people with special physiques, that is, people who are born in Taoism, do not pay attention to this.

For example... himself, and Qin Yan.

Qin Yan's luck is weak at this time, and the dark eye cannot be opened for too long, so Jing Cheng only let him see it for a while, and then closed it for him.

When Mr. Chen brought people over, Jing Cheng and Qin Yan were about to leave the shop.

After drinking a pot of tea for almost an hour, the shop owner passed by their private room intentionally or unintentionally, and let the waiter come in from time to time, asking if they would like to order something more.

The two of them knew that they were delaying other people's business here, so they had to leave with a resentful expression on their faces. When they went out, they happened to run into Mr. Chen.

"Master! You are a true master!" Mr. Chen bowed to Jing Cheng, with an expression on his face as if he had seen his ancestors, and he said in awe, "I have offended you so much before, Mr. Jing, you have a lot of people, please don't worry."Don't take it to heart!"

Jing Cheng: "..." I have to say, the expression is too fake.

Qin Yan couldn't get used to Mr. Chen's arrogant and respectful attitude, so he said mockingly: "It's better to be more practical than to talk so much."

"Oh yes, one and a half million! I'll have someone call you into your account right away. I, Chen Xingguang, always keep my word, and I won't give you a penny!" Mr. Chen patted his chest and made a promise.

So the three of them went back to the small shop just now. The shopkeeper opened the door to do business, and was about to say "Welcome."Drive people away.

It's not time to eat now, so they still only ordered a pot of tea and small snacks provided by the store.

Shopkeeper: "..." All of them are dressed in extraordinary manners, and they are so picky, or is it that rich people are like this?

In the previous private room again, Mr. Chen told Jing Cheng about his experience in the casino just now, emphasizing that he strictly followed Jing Cheng's instructions, accepted as soon as it was good, and never wanted to fight.

"Hey! They all think I'm a scammer! I'm doing the right thing, is this kind of person?" Mr. Chen slapped the table and spit.

Jing Cheng & Qin Yan: "..."

The two looked at each other, thinking that this person's words are really out of line, who said before that he was always cheating?

Don't you make a draft when you lie?

At the end, Mr. Chen took out the three branches from his arms cherishingly, stroked them, and asked, "Mr. Jing, tell me honestly, have you consecrated these branches?"

Jing Cheng had black lines on his face: "You found these branches yourself, I have never touched them."

"What's the reason for that? It's really amazing. If I had divine help when I played cards just now, I've never been so smooth!"

"I just used the method of mutual generation and restraint of the five elements. Everything in the world has its own law of the five elements. Grasping this law can resolve all problems."

Mr. Chen looked forward to it: "Then I will bring branches with me when I go out. Isn't it lucky every day?"

Jing Cheng: "..."

Qin Yan sneered and said, "Your thinking is too beautiful. High school textbooks say that "the world is in motion". Nothing is static. If everyone masters this law, the world will be in chaos."

This passage was like a bucket of cold water being poured on Mr. Chen's head, and immediately chilled him. He couldn't help but look at Jing Cheng. Is it really what Qin Yan said?

Jing Cheng nodded and gave Qin Yan an appreciative glance.

Unable to get a negative answer, Mr. Chen was a little disappointed, but he quickly cheered up again: "Then how about I ask you to read the divination every time I enter the casino from now on?"

Qin Yan frowned, do you want to rely on them?

Jing Cheng shook his head and said, "The hexagram can't always be calculated, and the fate becomes thinner the more it is calculated, it can be done once or twice, but it can't be done many times."

Mr. Chen wanted to say something more, but Jing Cheng shook his finger at him, and said solemnly: "I also want to advise you, betting on this is not the right path after all, and it is not a good thing to indulge in it. Luck never belongs to only one person."of."

"It will eventually harm others and itself, and no one can escape this law."

...

Mr. Chen failed to get the answer he wanted, and finally left with an ugly face.

"Why didn't you tell him that he was bewitched?" Qin Yan asked doubtfully, in his impression, Jing Cheng was not someone who would refuse to save him.

Jing Cheng said: "Gu can't be unraveled casually. I just observed his face carefully. The person who made him hate him very much. We don't know what enmity or grievance the two have.I can't handle housework."

Qin Yan: "???"

How is this different from what you said before?

"Ding dong—" the phone rang with a message notification.

Jing Cheng clicked on the message and took a look, then pursed his lips and smiled.

The bank accounted for 1.5 million.

This is his first pot of gold after coming to this world.

Autumn nights are bleak.

At midnight, the streets were deserted.

The street lamps that had been in disrepair for a long time gave off a faint light, and a short figure stumbled into the alley, his face was covered with sweat, his mouth was panting violently, and there was an expression of unspeakable horror on his face.

He didn't dare to look back, but ran forward desperately.

Under the light, two figures, one in front and one behind, were illuminated on the bluestone road.

The strange thing is, no matter how fast or slow the short man's speed is, the figure behind him can always follow him firmly, at the same speed.

"Don't follow me, don't follow me..." The short man lowered his head inadvertently, seeing the shadow, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body trembled violently.

His body was already seriously injured, and his body couldn't bear such a long period of exercise. Finally, he couldn't help but his knees gave way and he fell to his knees.

There was a soft laugh behind him.

The laughter was both charming and moving, but also full of malice.

Not long after, there was a violent sound of flesh, body, tearing and strange swallowing sound from the remote and uninhabited alley.

...

...

Early the next morning, Jing Cheng and Qin Yan were summoned to the Gucheng Police Station by a phone call.

"...You guys had conflicts with the deceased before, please come over and cooperate with the investigation."

The two were puzzled.

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