The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

Chapter 50: Underground Gambling House (Additional Updates)
The mouth of the well was not high, and Gu Shiwei landed lightly, making almost no sound.

She took a step forward and saw a large door opened on the wall of the well. A room was roughly carved out of the door, and several burning torches were inserted into the pitted earth wall.

At the long tables one after another, strong men in shorts circled the tables, waving their fists and shouting "666" excitedly!
The black figure is reflected on the wall, looking like an earth-yellow toad with a ghostly figure on its back.

On the door frame of the door, there was a palm-sized bronze mirror, and in the center of the mirror, there was an umbrella open on the ground engraved.

As she expected, there was an underground gambling house under the well.

Earlier, the old boatman said that they had some big bucks in their pockets and started to play, which meant gambling!

Just as Gu Shiwei was thinking about it, he heard a thud from behind him, followed by a loud roar, "Mr. Gu, why didn't you wait for me?"

Gu Shiwei felt something bad, and as expected, the gambling house that was full of passion before instantly fell silent. Pairs of eyes inside all looked over. They stretched out their hands, and one by one they took out a stick from nowhere. Here comes the pole.

Almost instantly, the casino turned into a battlefield.

Suddenly, a few light coughs came from inside, and an old man with a white beard wearing a long gown walked out of the crowd on crutches. He looked very old, with brown spots on his face and hands.

But he walked very steadily, and his eyes were like those of an eagle.

The old man came out and bowed his hands to Gu Shiwei and Wu Jiang, "I wonder what the two adults from the Imperial City Division and Kaifeng Mansion are here for?"

Before Gu Shiwei could speak, Wu Jiang spoke first, "Of course I'm here to investigate the case. I suspect there is a murderer hiding among you. Don't shield the criminal."

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of strong men holding poles came out aggressively one by one and surrounded them.

Some of them with ferocious faces even walked around Gu Shiwei and Wu Jiang, looking eager to try.

Wu Jiang was startled and opened his hands to protect Gu Shiwei behind him. Was he just about to shout "The wind is tight?"But thinking that he was still wearing official robes, he shut up in embarrassment.

Just when Wu Jiang thought that a fierce battle today was inevitable, Gu Shiwei suddenly pushed his hand away, stepped forward and said to the old man, "The small yamen of the Yin family in Kaifeng Prefecture have never seen much of the world. Lead him Come to Mist Umbrella to open your eyes."

"I don't want to bet gold or silver today. I want to bet on someone's news. Is that okay?"

The surprise in the old man's eyes was fleeting. He raised his right hand, and all the raised poles were instantly put down.

"As expected, the Imperial City Secretary has great powers. The people in the world make random claims about fog umbrellas or not, which makes Mr. Gu laugh. There are no good or bad people here, they are all miserable people without umbrellas to hold up."

"The rules of the rivers and lakes, if your lord wins, Jiang will tell you everything he knows. It's just that there are winners and losers in this bet. I don't know, lord..."

Gu Shiwei was about to speak when he saw Wu Jiang next to him stretched out his big hand and placed a huge gold ingot in his palm.

Gu Shinwei took a deep breath, raised his chin towards the old man named Jiang, and resisted the urge to take the gold back, "Is it possible?"

The old man nodded and stretched out his hand towards the gambling table, "Please! What do you want to compete with?"

Gu Shiwei raised his eyebrows and followed. Wu Jiang who was next to him quickly followed. He lowered his voice and said, "Gu family, do you know how to gamble? Why don't you let me do it? Although I lose nine out of ten bets, there is still one bet that is right." Winner." "We only need to prepare ten bets, and the news will be at hand."

Gu Shinwei shook his head, "Although your arithmetic skills are pretty good, there's no need for it. Guess the right and left, and you'll win or lose in one game."

The expression of the old man named Jiang remained unchanged. He glanced at the sallow-looking middle-aged man in front of the gambling table, took out a copper plate from his pocket, and threw it over.

The sallow-faced middle-aged man stretched out his hand to take it, flicked it on his fingertips, and then his hands flew up and turned into afterimages in mid-air. In almost the blink of an eye, two fists had been stretched out.

Wu Jiang looked at him in a daze. Can anyone guess in a gambling shop?What is a fog umbrella?
He didn't ask questions and looked at Gu Shiwei.

Gu Shinwei raised his finger and pointed at the middle-aged man's left hand.

The yellow-faced middle-aged man smiled when he heard this. He opened the palm of his hand, but it was empty, with nothing in it.

The old man named Jiang touched his beard when he saw this and said with a smile, "It's a pity that you lost, Mr. Gu. That ingot of gold belongs to us."

Gu Shiwei shook his head, "There's nothing wrong with it being on the left. It's not in his hand, but in his sleeve."

As she spoke, she took out a copper coin from her purse and flicked it on her fingertips. Then her hands flew up and flipped in the air. Her movements were exactly the same as those of the yellow-faced middle-aged man just now, almost It's completely recreated.

Then she deliberately slowed down her movements and slowly slid the coin into the sleeve of her left hand.

The yellow-faced middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed. He cupped his fists with both hands and bowed to the old man in charge named Jiang.

Old Jiang was also stunned. After a while, he burst into laughter and said, "Your Excellency, you won! We are not as skilled as others, so we lost."

He said, walked over the crowd to the well entrance, and took the lead up the stairs.

Gu Shiwei didn't hesitate and followed Wu Jiang one after another.

She took out the walnut, "I have always had this walnut pendant hanging around my neck. I am often exposed to cow dung and spices from the Western Regions. I am good at using concealed weapons or crossbows. I am a water ghost who descended into the Yong'an River in the twelfth lunar month of last year..."

As soon as Gu Shiwei finished speaking, old man Jiang blurted out a name, "Chu Liangchen."

As he spoke, his expression changed drastically, and he shook his head, "It's Chu Liangchen. He is from Jiangling. He has been a water ghost here for a long time. He once stayed in Caobang for a period of time. I don't know what happened later. Whatever happened, I came to Bianjing."

"Chu Liangchen is one of the best in terms of water quality here. He is willing to sacrifice his life to make money. He takes on any dirty work and is also very withdrawn."

"He always has this walnut hanging around his neck, as everyone who has seen him knows. As for spices and horse manure, he goes to an inn on Dongshui Street every few days to help clean the stables and cowsheds, which is not far from the city gate. It’s far away, and many Hu merchants will settle there after entering the city.”

Old Man Jiang said, his eyes trembling a little, he glanced at Gu Shinwei and sighed softly.

"But my lord, you are late. Chu Liangchen is already dead. It was New Year's Eve. Not to mention the horrible death, no one dares to live in his house now. It will be haunted!"

(End of this chapter)