Legend of the Gu Demon

The mist is dark and the dew is clear,

There is still a hint of fish belly white in the sky that has not faded away, and a few stars still stand in the light blue starry sky.

In Gu Yue Village, most people are still immersed in sweet dreams, but there are a few people who get up early. Qingshu is like this.

Ha~hu~hu~

The sound of heavy snoring echoed throughout the courtyard. Qingshu was lying on the ground at this moment, supporting the ground with his hands and touching the ground with his toes.

His face was surprisingly calm, but the beads of sweat on his forehead and the protruding veins on his neck betrayed his calm appearance.

His body was rising and falling, but there was an inexplicable calmness. He was doing push-ups.

Suddenly, Qingshu stood up, his eyes fixed on the white sky, and a hint of disappointment arose in his heart.

"At this time, it's time to go to school. Alas, morning practice time is over again."

Walking into the house, he hastily finished the already cold breakfast and stepped out of the house.

A few strands of cold air squeezed through the gap between his lips and poured into his lungs, lifting Qing Shu's spirit.

Walking on the street, there are more and more pedestrians on the road. They are no longer so clear, but most of them are farmers, woodcutter and other working figures.

But there are also several figures of young people mixed in. Qingshu took a closer look and saw Moyan, Chishan, Yaohong and Ningchen.

These people were prominently located among the crowd. When he saw Ningchen, Qingshu smiled softly, with a little arrogance and youthful frivolity.

"Hmph, no matter how good your Ningchen luck is, you still have to take the initiative to say hello when you meet me, hahaha."

Thinking of this, Qingshu couldn't help but speed up his pace. He couldn't wait to hear Ningchen's humble greetings to him.

Thinking of this, Qingshu's lips turned into a youthful and frivolous chuckle unconsciously.

Ningchen is carrying a long sword, and his steps are neither hasty nor slow. He is steady by nature, so even if he walks, he will not be too hasty.

Thoughts were floating in his mind, and there was a rare smile on his lips, because he already had a wonderful way to obtain Yuan Stone.

It's not as rampant as Fang Yuan's extortion in later generations, but the profits are higher.

"Hey~ Ningchen, good morning."

A hearty voice came from behind. Ningchen turned his head slightly when he heard the words, glanced behind him, and then turned back again.

"Oh, good morning Qingshu."

His tone was calm and there was no hint of happiness or anger, but it was different when it fell into Qingshu's ears.

"What does he mean? Does he look down on me?"

"Does he look down on me as the class leader? No, he must have forgotten."

Qingshu's heart surged, and he jogged to keep up with Ningchen's pace. His face returned to gentleness again.

"Don't be so cold, we are classmates."

Qingshu specially emphasized the pronunciation of the word "classmate", hoping that Ningchen could understand what he meant.

Ningchen glanced at Qingshu, who was beside him with a cheerful face, and smiled sarcastically in his heart. How could he not know about his little plan?

"Oh~ Good morning, class leader, I'm sorry, I just didn't think of it at the moment."

"Hey, it's okay, it's okay. It's normal to be a little confused when you get up."

Ningchen greeted Qingshu politely, and Qingshu smiled. This smile came from the bottom of his heart.

After Qingshu laughed, he noticed that Ningchen was carrying a baggage. The edges and corners of the object were vaguely visible, and it was square.

Looking back, Qingshu found that Ningchen was carrying a long sword, which surprised Qingshu.

"Ningchen, can you still use a sword?"

"Hahaha, I can't talk about using it. I can still do random tricks."

As soon as you said something to me, everyone had already arrived at the school.

As soon as they entered the classroom, everyone found their seats and waited quietly for class.

Without exception, Ningchen sat in the back row by the window, put the baggage beside him, and began to warm up his body every day.

"Ningchen, what is your baggage?"

"Hehehe~ You will know when the time comes."

Facing the questioning from his deskmate Haoyu, Ningchen turned into the Riddler and did not answer directly.

The setting sun shines on the clouds, and the swallows return to the bamboo forest.

"Okay, that's it for today's lesson."

"Master Xuetang, can you come and play a few games with me?"

The school master looked at Ningchen in the corner with great interest, and couldn't explain Ningchen's plan for a while.

"Okay, what chess to play?"

"Of course it's Go, but I have rules. It's a game, but it can also be called a bet. We can bet the Yuan Stone, and you decide the amount. I must follow the bet. If I do, the bet will be established."

Ningchen spoke slowly and calmly, and the young men also heard the sound and gathered next to Ningchen and the school elders.

"I haven't finished yet. People watching can also place bets on who will lose and who will win. The amount is arbitrary. Once the chess game starts, it cannot be withdrawn."

"In the end, the winner can win 50% of the Yuan Stone, the loser can get back 20% of the Yuan Stone, the person who bets to win can get 20% of the Yuan Stone, and the person who finally bets on the loser will get the remaining 10%. ”

It was only then that Ningchen truly exposed his greedy fangs.

When the school master heard this, his eyebrows wrinkled at first, and then relaxed. After all, no matter how you calculate the account, you will not lose.

If he deposits five yuan stones and Ningchen deposits five yuan stones, the people watching will deposit ten yuan stones in total.

If Ningchen wins, he gets ten yuan stones, and if he loses, he gets four yuan stones. The winner of the bet gets four yuan, and the loser gets two yuan stones.

A rough calculation shows that this is a business with almost no loss. The total loss is only one yuan stone. If you win, you will double your income.

And he was very confident. He didn't think he would lose to Ningchen in chess. If he won, he could find a chance to beat Ningchen.

To put it bluntly, the school elder played more chess than Ningchen ate. Of course, this was what the school elder thought.

"Okay, I'll play with you."

"Okay, you are worthy of being the school elder. You are extraordinary."

The onlookers started thinking when Ningchen explained the rules just now. The final conclusion was that they would not lose at all.

Besides, their calculations were based on the worst case scenario. If they won, they would have more money. Why not?

The families of the young people present were not very wealthy. After all, one Yuanshi was equivalent to the monthly expenses of a civilian family.

If you can earn a few Yuanshi, let your parents suffer less and put on a few smiles on their faces, why not?

For the young boys and girls of this age, the recognition and praise from their parents are more than any other reward.

"Why don't we try to bet a few Yuanshi later? Anyway, we have enough Yuanshi to spend recently."

Similar thoughts appeared in the minds of the onlookers. This is what Ningchen wanted.

"The elder of the school should think about it carefully!"

"Stop talking nonsense. Play quickly. Don't lose your family fortune later."

"Hehe~ By the way, you can't quit the game once it starts."

"Of course."

The elder of the school was full of confidence, as if the victory of the game was already in his hands.

Ningchen laughed softly, which was puzzling and frightening...