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Chapter 42: Borrowing the Way of Luck
Chapter 42: Borrowing the Way of Luck
The man in red hung a slender silver machete on his waist, which was Huacheng. As he walked, he said, "Brother, you can ask me to find it."
He was like when he went out, and he was like when he came back, except that the machete that had been hanging around his waist had been unsheathed, and hung with the scabbard on the hem of the bright red clothes, and when he walked, it rattled loudly. is arrogant. And the silver eye on the hilt of the dagger has been closed. Xie Lian breathed a sigh of relief, paused, and said slowly: "I wanted to see Yingying, but who knows that your house is too big and you have taken a fork in the road."
He originally wanted to tell Huacheng what happened just now, but when the words came to his mouth, he turned and swallowed.
The masked person's whereabouts are strange, naturally to hide the eyes and ears of others, however, whose eyes and ears are they hiding? Other people's? Huacheng's? Or...his?
Xie pity has not forgotten that he came to the ghost market to investigate the whereabouts of the missing priest. All the strange clues can not be let go, so decided not to make a fool of self, but to find a way to enter this door to have a look. If it has nothing to do with this matter, you should immediately inform Huacheng of his subordinate's change; and if it is related to this matter...
He was thinking to himself, and Huacheng took him back while saying: "If you still want to see that young man, I will send someone to bring him up, just go back to the Hall of Bliss and wait."
Probably because there is something in my heart to hide from the other party, thank you for speaking to Huacheng, involuntarily softer, and said: "You finished the matter so quickly?"
There was a bit of disdain at the corner of Huacheng's mouth, and he said: "It's finished. But it's just another group of waste that is embarrassing."
When I heard him say "waste", the tone was very familiar, Xie Lian guessed: "Blue ghost Qirong?"
Huacheng smiled and said: "Yes. Didn't I say it, no one cares about my place. Qi Rong thinks that the ghost market is not a year or two, but he can only think about it at most, and his eyes are tight, so he often Send some rubbish like him to make trouble. No wonder."
The two said as they walked, this time, Xie Lian carefully memorized the way. Returning to the Hall of Bliss, after a while, Ying was brought up by two girls again.
After some grooming, he changed into clean clothes and snow-white bandages. Although he was still tightly wrapped around his head and face, he also had a new look. From this point of view, this young man clearly has slender limbs and clear bones. He should have been an excellent seedling. However, now he is a cowardly look with his waist down and his head lowered, not daring to raise his head, Xie Lian couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.
He pulled the young man to sit down and said, "The few words before Miss Ying's death are considered intentional to entrust you to me, and I am also considered to have agreed to her. However, I still have to ask your own wishes. From now on After that, are you willing to practice with me?"
The young man stared at him blankly, as if he couldn't believe that someone was willing to take him to practice. Thanks again: "Although the conditions on my side are not very good, it is no problem to ensure that you don't have to hide in Tibet, steal food and be beaten."
When he said this, he didn't find Huacheng on the side, staring coldly at the boy, his eyes were full of scrutiny.
There was hesitation and anticipation in Ying's eyes. Xie Lian knew that he might still not be able to believe it for a while, so he thought that he should talk more, take his time, patted his shoulder, thought about it, and said warmly: "You remember the little girl, get it for yourself. The name is 'Ying', which is very good, but there is a surname missing. The surname of the country of Yong'an is Lang, why don't you have a new name in the future, called Lang Ying?"
At this question, the young man nodded slowly. Nodding his head, a cooing sound came from his belly. He seemed embarrassed and immediately buried his head. Seeing this, Xie Lian was very sad: "This child is probably a few hundred years old, and I don't know what coincidence, turned into a living ghost, and stayed in this world. I don't know whether it is to prolong his life or to live in the world. Teach him to suffer." Just as he was about to find him something to eat, he saw many beautiful girls pouring into the Palace of Bliss.
These are naturally arranged by Huacheng. Each girl holds a jade plate in her hand, and in the jade plate are all kinds of delicacies, fine wines, fresh fruits, and snacks. They walked slenderly around the hall like a revolving lantern, and each time they passed the Moyu couch, they offered the jade plate in their hands and placed them on the table. Lang Yingguang was watching, but he didn't dare to do it. Thanks for his pity, he pushed a few plates in front of him, and he slowly took it and ate it.
Looking at this young man, a scene suddenly appeared in Xie Lian's mind. It was also a boy with bandages all over his face, all dirty, squatting on the ground, holding an offering plate in his hand, bowing his head and secretly eating the fruit on the plate.
It was a scene he had seen many years ago. Probably because of the similarities with the scene in front of him, he remembered it again at this moment. Xie Lian shook his head gently, as if he wanted to expel this image from his mind. At this moment, a slender girl in a purple gauze brought a wine cup. Huacheng raised his hand, poured him a cup, and said, "Have a drink?"
Xie Lian had something in his heart, so he was distracted, and he took it and sent it to his mouth. As soon as he entered, he realized that it was wine, and his eyes turned back. Who knows, in this turn, just saw Huacheng behind, and the girl who delivered the wine threw a wink at him.
He sprayed on the spot: "Pfft—"
Fortunately, he had already swallowed the sip of wine, and he didn't spit out anything. He just choked on himself and kept coughing. Lang Ying was also startled by him, the cake in his hand fell on the table, and thanked him for coughing: "It's okay. It's okay."
Huacheng patted his back lightly and said: "What's going on? But this wine is not to your taste?"
Xie Lian hurriedly said: "No! Wine is very good. It's just that I suddenly remembered that when I cultivate this way, I must stop drinking."
Huacheng Road: "Oh? That's mine, isn't it, I didn't take this into account, and taught my brother to break the precept."
Thanks for the pity: "It's none of your business. I forgot it myself."
He rubbed his eyebrows, turned around, and glanced at the center of the hall without a trace.
The girl who brought the wine cup turned her back to him, and walked forward in a graceful manner. Her posture and gait were truly charming. Huacheng only focused on doing what he was doing, or looked at him with all his attention, and didn't even look at these beautiful girls, and naturally he didn't pay attention to the faces of these girls. However, the unintentional glance of Xie Lian just saw it clearly.
Isn't this girl who delivered the wine the wind teacher Qingxuan???
In order to sneak into the Bliss Square, Master Feng did not hesitate to turn into a female figure to mix in... Xie Lian was really shocked by that wink, and he wanted to say that you should bring wine to me to suppress the shock. At this time, I heard Huacheng say a few words casually, and said: "Do you want to cultivate the Tao? I used to think that I was asking for a chic and happy. If you want to quit this, it's better not to cultivate. What do you think?"
Xie Lian calmed down very quickly, took the words as if nothing had happened, and said: "It depends on what kind of Dao you are practicing. Some sects don't pay attention to this. But when I cultivate this Dao, it is customary to abstain from alcohol and prostitution. Alcohol can be occasionally For this reason, the latter is absolutely forbidden.”
When he said the word "abstain from prostitution", Huacheng's right eyebrow was slightly raised, and it was not a happy look, but he still felt a little troublesome.
Xie Lian added: "Actually, there is one more thing to abstain from anger. For example, if you are overjoyed and grieved in a casino, it is very easy to generate anger, so you should also give up. But if you can grasp your mind and won't be surprised if you win or lose, you don't need to deliberately quit gambling."
Huacheng listened and laughed: "No wonder my brother is still interested in going to the casino to play."
Going around, Xie Lian finally brought the topic to the word "gambling" and said, "Speaking of which, Saburo's gambling skills are really amazing."
Huacheng said: "Without him, good luck."
"..."
Xie Lian listened, compared himself, couldn't help but feel sad, coughed lightly, and said, "Look, I'll..." He waved his hand and said, "I'm really curious, I don't know what this dice throw is. Isn't there really a secret?"
If not, in the casino, Huacheng will not come as many as he wants. The masked man would never be able to throw two sixes in one shot. Huacheng smiled and said: "The secret method is naturally there, but it is not a day's work."
Xie pity also expected this answer, so I didn't have much hope when I asked, I was going to think about other ways, but I heard Huacheng say: "However, I can tell you a quick way, Brother Bao is handy. , a hundred battles are won."
Thanks for the pity: "What method?"
Huacheng raised his right hand. The red thread on the third finger is this right hand, and the red thread is tied into a small butterfly knot on the back of the hand, which is very bright. He stretched out this hand and said to Xie Lian, "Give me your hand."
Thanks for the pity, but since Huacheng said it to him, it was given to him. Huacheng held his hand, held it for a while, smiled slightly, flipped his hand and threw two dice, and said: "Try it?"
Xie Lian realized something. I recited double six in my heart, took the dice and tossed it, and it turned out to be two bright red "six".
Looking up again, thank you: "It turns out that luck and mana can also be borrowed."
Huacheng smiled and said: "If my brother wants to bet with someone next time, come to me first. How much do you want, how much I borrow."
It seems that there is no day in the ghost city all the year round, it is always night, and the two have played with each other for dozens of times. Thanks to the pity that he was a little tired, Huacheng got up, and first asked someone to arrange Lang Ying, and then brought him personally. Xie Lian went to the guest house. He was so considerate, but Xie Lian thought that he would explore secrets in the Bliss Square later, watching the red-clothed figure walk away slowly, he always felt extraordinarily guilty. He closed the door, sat at the table, held his forehead, and thought to himself, "I hope this matter really has nothing to do with Saburo. When the truth is found out, I will immediately apologize to him."
After sitting for a while, I really heard someone calling out from the door: "Your Highness... Your Highness..."
Upon hearing this voice, Xie Lian immediately went up to open the door, and the person outside the door suddenly jumped in, it was Shi Qingxuan.
She was still in the attire of a ghost girl, wearing a light gauze dress with a slender waist. As soon as she came in, she rolled to the ground, turned back into a male body, covered her chest and said, "Suffocation! Suffocation! My mother, I want to Strangled by this thing!"
Xie Lian closed the door with his backhand. When he turned around, he saw a man wearing a demonic purple gauze, lying on the ground and tearing up the tube top and waistband he was wearing, unable to look directly, covering his eyes. : "Master Feng Shi... Master Feng Shi! Can't you change back to your original robe?"
Shi Qingxuan said: "I'm stupid? I wear a bright white robe in the dark night, and use it as a target for others to hit?"
Xie Lian thought: "No...you dress like this, in a sense, it is a more eye-catching target..."
He didn't see Lang Qianqiu, squatted down, and asked, "Where's Your Highness Taihua? You leave him alone outside, so he won't have an accident again."
Shi Qingxuan tore off the corset, finally relieved, paralyzed on the ground, and said: "Don't worry, I ordered him not to move as a senior, and it should not happen again."
Although Xie Lian was still a little worried, he couldn't care less, hurry up and quickly talk about the mask and the secret door that can only be entered by throwing a double six. Shi Qingxuan heard that the masked man had a curse on his wrist, "ah", and said: "In these years, there are only a few priests who have been demoted to heaven. I probably know who this person is."
Thanks for the pity: "Who?"
Shi Qingxuan got up from the ground and said, "The one you see is probably the original Western Martial God, Your Highness Yinyu."
Xie Lian was stunned and said, "The original? Did you mean the previous Western Martial God before Quan Yizhen?"
Shi Qingxuan finished tearing off the tube top, and he was a hero again. He covered his gauze and sat opposite Xie Lian, and said solemnly: "That's right. But I have heard of these, so you can listen to it. The Martial God who guarded the West before was His Royal Highness Yinyu, he is Quan Yizhen's senior brother. After his ascension, he ordered Quan Yizhen's general. There are many supporters. It is said that the relationship between the senior brothers has been very good. Very fierce, took his senior brother's position in the west."
Thanks for being silent. Shi Qingxuan continued: "There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. The two sides were originally very good, but Quan Yizhen overtook his senior brother, and he was in the limelight in the west. Quan Yizhen moved some unclean hands and feet, and deliberately took his senior brother's position. As soon as he came and went, the senior brothers slowly became enemies. "
Xie Lian said: "Why is Your Highness Yinyu being demoted?"
Shi Qingxuan said: "I was about to talk about it. It seems that they became more and more ruthless in the West. In the anger of His Royal Highness, what kind of evil did they want to do to Quan Yizhen? The specifics are not very clear, but they were exposed anyway. It's very big, Yinyu was demoted by the emperor, and then disappeared. I didn't expect it to be reduced to a ghost market..."
Xie Lian remembered that when Nan Feng commented on this Western Martial God Quan Yizhen, his words were vague, and his tone was quite indescribable. What's the matter?"
Shi Qingxuan pulled the skirt of the shawl and said, "How do I know. Although I am familiar with many people, I am not familiar with the West side, and I have only spoken a few words. But if you only rely on these few In a word, I think His Royal Highness Yinyu is a good person and quite modest. Quan Yizhen, he is relatively young and his temper is a bit strange, but it seems that there is no big problem except that he doesn't know much about the world. I won't say it. What's going on? Who knows what's going on except the two of them?"
Xie Lian shook his head and said: "It's good not to say it. Regardless of whether the masked man is Your Highness Yinyu, or why he is here, let's go see if the door can be opened, and what will it be after it is opened? ."
The two walked out the door silently. Xie Lian, who was lost once during the day, learned a lesson and remembered the road carefully. This time it was smooth. After a few vague impressions, they walked around, and they even managed to find the gorgeous little fan after two incense sticks. Door. Xie pity came to the stone statue of the lady, took out two dice brought from the room, held his breath for a moment, and threw it gently. Just listening to the soft sound of "DengDen", sure enough, there are two bright red "six" in one handful.
Xie Lian breathed a sigh of relief, but remembered that this luck was borrowed from him by Huacheng in the Palace of Bliss before, and he was even more unhappy, thinking: "People are good to me, but I'm running around like a thief in other people's homes."
Seeing his expression, Shi Qingxuan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's take a look at it now. But I see that this blood rain and flowers are really caring for you. If I were you, this time the emperor begged me. I won’t accept it, so as not to be difficult to be a human being.”
Xie Lian shook his head, thinking that Shi Qingxuan didn't know Jun Wu well enough to say that.
There is indeed a dilemma in this matter, and Jun Wu also knows that he is in a dilemma. According to Xie Lian's understanding of Jun Wu, in this case, Jun Wu will not mention this to him at all, but will directly send another priest to perform the task.
But Junwu knew that he was in trouble, so he still asked his wishes. This can only show one thing: Junwu has not been able to find other suitable candidates to take this trip, and only came to ask him as a last resort. That being the case, Xie Lian is naturally obliged.
Moreover, the missing priest sent a distress signal seven days ago, and Huacheng also left seven days ago. This coincidence cannot be ignored anyway.
Xie Lian sighed and said in his heart: "Sanlang, I hope I can have the opportunity to apologize to you."
He took the dice and pushed open the door. After the gorgeous little door, it was no longer the bland and unremarkable small room before, but a dark underground cave, with stairs leading to the depths of the earth, blowing cold wind from bottom to top.