Jun Youyun

Chapter 115 Gathering
Outside the Devil City, the gate was still open. Gu Ye, Niutou, and Ma Mian stood guard at the gate, watching the bonfires appearing in the distance, as if someone was camping outside the Devil City.

"These people have camped outside the Devil City."

"I'm afraid they want to plot against us."

"It's better for us to take the lead."

"Kill him without leaving a piece of armor."

Gu Ye listened to the conversation between the two as if they were singing, and rubbed the center of his brows helplessly: "Now that you are so powerful, why didn't you go up and kill that old man Long when you just met him?"

"Gu Lao Si talks too much."

"Forget it, the city gate is closed!"

Gu Ye hurriedly said: "Don't close the city gate, the arrow to call people back to the city was issued just now, have all the brothers come back now?"

Niutou thought for a moment: "There are nine evils in the Devil City, we two brothers, you, and Zhao Laosan, Ye Laoer, Yan Lao Qi, six of them are all in the city."

Ma Mian nodded: "The other three people should be on their way back. They have sent people to look for them a long time ago, and they should all be back today. But those people outside, will you let them come back?"

Gu Ye sneered: "Those people outside are afraid that we won't make it together."

The Patriarch of the Wang Family put the Zhuyan Longbow on the table, continued to take out the jug and wine glass, and began to drink by himself. He seemed to enjoy the feeling of looking down from a high place, squinting his eyes from time to time, savoring carefully. some.Those people in Shanglin Tiangong have already left, and tonight, it should return to tranquility.

But when he narrowed his eyes and was about to drink a glass of wine again, the wine glass in his hand was snatched away.

"This is Tusu wine!" A young and hearty voice sounded in the pavilion.

"Huh?" The head of the Wang family frowned slightly.

"Who!" The disciples of the Wang family outside the pavilion realized that someone had sneaked into their camp, and drew their swords forward to surround the pavilion.

I saw a young man in tattered cloth raised the wine glass, put it to his nose and sniffed it vigorously, then raised his head and drank it down, and then made a satisfied sound, and said with emotion: "Good wine, good wine! "

"Bold!" Someone from the Wang family wanted to rush forward to teach this young man who looked like a beggar, but the head of the Wang family stretched out his hand to stop him. The head of the Wang family said with a half-smile, "Who is the young master?"

The young man scratched his armpit, as if there were fleas on his body, but after scratching for a long time, he found three dice and threw them lightly on the table: "Why don't we play a game of dice, if you win the bet , I’ll tell you, who am I?”

The Patriarch of the Wang family shook his head: "At first I was still thinking about who you are, but now when you throw the dice, I know who you are."

"Don't, don't, don't say, wait until you finish playing this dice." The young man threw the dice in his hand high into the air, and then saw them land on the wooden table firmly, one, two, Two, a total of five points.

The Patriarch of the Wang family smiled, and slapped his hand heavily on the table, and the three dice jumped up again: "You are the sixth seat among the nine evils in Castlevania, and you will lose Zhang Dudou every time you gamble."

The dice fell on the table one by one, they were two, two, two, a total of six points, which happened to be a solid victory over the young man.

"This one doesn't count, come again." Zhang Adou waved his hand unwillingly, and took the three dice back into his hand.

"Don't gamble, you still have ragged clothes when you go back to the city. I don't want to go back to the city with a waste who only wears shorts." Looking up, I saw a young woman with a delicate and lovely face sitting on the gazebo, leaning on her chin with her hand, looking at the Castlevania below.

Zhang Adou shrugged, put one hand on the table, played with the three dice with the other, looked at the head of the Wang family in front of him, and suddenly said after a while: "Lingran, you can't kill him."

As soon as the words fell, the top of the gazebo was suddenly split in two by a sword, and the woman who was originally sitting on the gazebo fell with a sword.

Zhang Adou sighed softly, tapped his feet, jumped out of the gazebo, turned around and walked down the mountain.

Not long after, that girl just caught up and walked side by side with him.

"I told you you can't kill him, right?" Zhang Adou clasped his hands on the back of his head with a leisurely tone.

"Whenever your gambling luck can be as strong as your mouth luck." Lingran inserted a thin sword back into her waist.

"The fifth seat in Castlevania, Lingran." The Patriarch of the Wang family stretched out his hand and gently swept the dust off his body.

"Patriarch, do you want to chase?" the guard next to him asked.

"No need, let's build another pavilion." The Patriarch of the Wang family said lightly.

At the foot of the mountain, the blue sedan chair was being carried forward slowly, and a scholar with a bookcase on his back was walking towards the sedan chair. Shaking his head and shaking his head, he silently recited a few verses in it, sometimes standing still, and then pondering over the deep meaning in it.

"Mr. Long, do you want to drive this person away?" A young disciple escorting the sedan chair asked.

"Go ahead, don't worry about him." Mr. Long replied.

Finally, when the scholar was about to bump into the sedan chair, he suddenly turned sideways and walked past the sedan chair, still holding the scroll in his hand, and did not look away for a moment, really fascinated.

"Stop the sedan chair." The old man in the sedan chair said in a deep voice, and the sedan chair stopped.

The scholar still walked forward on his own, ignoring the movement behind him.

"Xiao Sheng." The old man called out.

The scholar finally stopped, put away the scroll in his hand, turned around and lowered his head slightly: "Mr. Long."

"Long time no see." The old man said lightly.

"I haven't seen it at this moment." The scholar corrected.

"Okay." The old man only replied one word. He seemed to have something to say, but he remained silent for a long time as if he didn't know how to speak.

The scholars also waited in place for a long time.

A leaf fell, the scholar stretched out his hand to hold it, looked at the fallen leaf in his hand and smiled, then put it in his scroll as a bookmark, then put the scroll back into the bookcase, and walked towards the sedan chair again After the ceremony, he turned and left.

A young disciple escorting the sedan chair asked curiously, "Sir, do you know this person?"

"The chief of the nine evils in Castlevania, Xiao Sheng." Mr. Long said in a deep voice,
The young disciple was surprised: "A big villain? But he seems to be just a weak scholar."

"The evil of a man kills one person with one evil. The evil of a scholar kills one country with one evil." Mr. Long sneered, "Let's go. When we meet again next time, he may show you what real evil is. .”

(End of this chapter)