Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 50
Shoushan Town is not big, but it has all internal organs.

Five elements and eight works, everything that one expects to find.

Even the Goulan cottages that are only available in big cities are not lacking here.

Jinglan Street is the place where the wild meets and the easy to disperse.

By the way, there is a gambling house on this street named Guangyuan.

It operates day and night.

Today, at the third pole of the day, a Taoist priest with a weak crown came in unexpectedly.

This Taoist priest was born with red lips and white teeth, with a noble air, and against the backdrop of a blue Taoist robe, he looked quite a bit of a Taoist master.

It's a pity that he came to this place where the filth is hidden, and ruined Sanqing's reputation for nothing.

The gamblers in the gambling shop saw the rarity, so they couldn't help but take a few extra glances.

After taking a closer look, I found that the Taoist priest's luck had declined to the extreme.

After sitting down, every bet will be lost.

But with the effort of a stick of incense, he has already lost a consistent copper coin.

"Oh, the little Taoist is out of luck today!"

"Young Taoist priests, don't gamble anymore. It's like a mountain falling, and there's no way to turn over the waves."

There was a lot of discussion among the spectators around, and several gamblers saw the young Taoist's handsome face, and felt good about it, and they all spoke out to persuade him.

"You know what a fart, the more unlucky you are, the more you have to gamble. This is called extreme luck!"

While everyone was shouting, a ferocious voice came.

Following the sound, it was the three brothers of the Chai family who were tyrants from the market.

The man at the head has a hulking back, and his anger is like that of a mud-bodied King Kong in the earth temple, which is frightening and abnormal.

——It is the old Biaozi of the Chai family!
He patted the table and drove away the gamblers who were playing with the Taoist priest: "Go, go, go, after playing for so long, it's time to let us."

Those three gamblers won Zhengshuang, so naturally they didn't want to leave.

But seeing that it was the three brothers of the Chai family who came, they felt afraid, so they had to comfort themselves and leave as soon as they were good, got up and left.

Speaking of the three brothers of the Chai family, they are also famous for their hob meat in Shoushan Town!
He is proficient in everything.

If offended, don't even think about being safe at home.

The theft of chickens and ducks is a small matter, and they are afraid that they will come out of the window in the middle of the night and scare everyone to death.

"Little Taoist, there is a saying that there is silver behind the dark clouds. No one can always be lucky, and no one will always be unlucky. How about the three of us playing a few games with you?"

Old Biaozi asked, his hands clasped on the dice cup.

"Okay, just change people to change luck."

The little Taoist smiled lightly, not paying attention to the lost copper coins.

"That makes sense!"

The youngest of the Chai family laughed and winked at the two brothers for a while, as if he was destined for this unlucky guy.

The four people sitting at the Eight Immortals table discussed for a while, then placed bets separately, shook their cups, and opened the dice cups at the same time.

"Eleven o'clock! Nine o'clock! Three o'clock! Three o'clock! Oh, little Taoist!"

"The little Taoist has won!"

"Hey, I'm afraid the little Taoist has changed his luck?"

Among the onlookers, those who were busy counted one by one, and when the counting was completed, there was an uproar in the field!
But the little Taoist who lost more than a dozen times in a row turned his luck!

The faces of the three Chai family brothers turned dark, they looked at each other, and shouted: "Come again! Come again!"

The little Taoist smiled lightly, and after paying the casino rake, he bet again.

"Eight o'clock! Five o'clock! Five o'clock! Four o'clock! Oh, it's the little Taoist priest again!"

"Tsk tsk, this is really a change of luck."

There was a loud noise, and those words of fortune made the eyes of the three brothers of the Chai family turn red.

"Come again, come again!"

"..."

"Hey! The little Taoist has won again!"

"How many times has it been?"

"I'm counting, it's the eighth time."

"The table loses consecutively, and this table wins consecutively, is it really a change of luck?
"It's called luck, you can't stop it, you can be an official if you can beat a tiger!"

I don't know how many people from the big gambling house gathered around, watching this rare scene of losing and winning consecutively.

"Are the three still playing?"

After the eighth round, the little Taoist looked at the three brothers of the Chai family with a smile.

"Play!"

"What? Want to leave after winning the money? No way!"

"Come again, come again!"

The three brothers of the Chai family were so angry that their eyes were filled with blood, and their expressions were so ferocious that they wanted to choose someone!

"Okay, okay, come again."

The little Taoist nodded repeatedly.

The four bet again on shaking the cup, and the moment the cup was opened, the audience was silent.

The spectators around stood on their toes, stretched their necks, pulled the shoulders of the predecessors, and took a sharp look inside.

"Three o'clock, nine o'clock, seventeen o'clock, fourteen o'clock!"

"Oh, the little Taoist lost!"

"The three brothers of the Chai family are about to change their luck!"

The spectators standing inside reported the results immediately, and the crowd suddenly boiled up.

The three brothers of the Chai family just didn't want to read it. After reading it again, they read it again. They slapped their thighs in excitement and grinned wildly:

"Haha, I won!"

"It's also time for my three brothers to change their luck!"

As they said that, the three of them were laughing, but suddenly their faces froze and they fell to one side. When they looked closely, they saw their jaws closed tightly, and their faces were waxy white.

"Hey, what's going on here?"

Someone stretched out his hand to test his breath, and immediately withdrew his hand like lightning, shouting in horror.

"Dead! The three brothers Chai and Chai are dead!"

"Is this death of joy?"

The gamblers were in a mess when they heard the sound, those in front retreated in panic, while those behind watched excitedly, the two collided, and they were thrown off their feet.

Some people even took the opportunity to snatch the coins on the table.

No one saw that at the moment when the three brothers of the Chai family died suddenly, the little Taoist put a smile on his face, rolled up the money on the table, and quietly left the gambling house.

After going out the door, the breeze was blowing on the face, and the killing intent suddenly subsided.

Exactly: Why use a sword to kill someone?A tiny bone dies in the spring.

To die at the gambling table is a well-deserved death for the three brothers of the Chai family.

"Unfortunately, I didn't make any money."

Mo Chuan walked on the street with regret on his lips, but a little joy in his heart.

Killing people is not enough to be happy, but to be happy is to have achieved enlightenment.

He just tried it casually, but he didn't expect that the technique of copying can actually amplify the illusory luck.

What a surprise!
"So it seems that the theory of luck is not groundless?"

Thoughtful, Mo Chuan kept walking towards Shoushan Eagle Cliff.

As for the matter of killing the three people with a flick of the finger, it seems to be nothing more than an act of whisking the dust, which is insignificant and not worth worrying about.

Speaking of Yingchi Cliff, it is located in the extreme west of Shoushan Mountain, and can be reached by taking the Guyun Peak trail, but it can be regarded as a rare restricted area in Shoushan Mountain.

There is no other reason, but the falcon is too fierce.

Wings retracted and swooping, as fast as an arrow, passing close to the ground, the sharp claws can crush the skull, causing death.

Therefore, few quarrymen come here to look for strange stones.

Mo Chuan was walking on the mountain road, seeing that there were few people, so he simply let go of the cover. He climbed down like a swallow, and climbed the rugged mountain road like walking on flat ground.

However, within an hour, they arrived at Yingchiya.

This is said to be a cliff, it looks more like a big rift!

It's just that the rocks on the opposite bank slope into a slope, covered with flowers, plants and trees. Under the lush greenery, it makes the Yingchi cliff even more steep and frightening.

Mo Chuan's eyesight was astonishing.

After searching deliberately, he circled down the cliff and determined the target.

The fruit tree took root on the cliff, probably because it has no trees to win the glory, it grows quite strangely, among the sparse branches and leaves, a few green fruits can be faintly seen, hidden in the lush green leaves.

"It doesn't look ripe yet?"

"Forget it, when it's ripe, it won't be able to enter the poor stomach."

Mo Chuan took a breath, bent his knees slightly, and jumped up suddenly. When he climbed down, he shot straight up like an arrow!
While bowing his head, he had already leaped a foot high.

When the decline appeared, he tapped the tip of his toes lightly on the cliff, and his body immediately floated up like a swan with wings, like walking against the wind.

The cliffs of hundreds of feet are like walking on flat ground!
In two or three breaths, he approached the fruit tree, and when he stretched out his hand to pick it, his heart moved and his eyes swept across the sky.

Then I saw a gray shadow flashing across the sky, and the eagle and the thunder came!

Mo Chuan, who had been prepared for a long time, put his hands together calmly, and a pair of bronze cymbals suddenly appeared in his palms.

"swing--"

A sound of piercing clouds and cracking rocks burst forth loudly!

The dazzling golden savage aura rises from the palm of his hand, trying to compete with the scorching sun for glory!
For a moment, the sky was like washing, and the mountains and fields were silent.

The tree-stalking falcon, like lightning and arrows, no longer seemed to be chasing after the wind, and fell straight from the sky.

"God, god—"

At the same time, in the verdant mountain forest with thousands of trees, a group of quarrymen raised their heads when they heard the sound, and as soon as they saw it, they were dumbfounded and exclaimed.

(End of this chapter)