I am going to live forever in the world of mortals

Chapter 30 Down the Mountain!

Zhang Xiuyuan looked at the copper coin in the wishing pool with the smoke and fire of the world, and really did not expect that such a gambler could contribute a wisp of smoke and fire...

Could it be that the prodigal son turned back?
He shook his head and didn't think about it anymore, manipulating the little turtle in the wishing pool to inhale the smoke and dust from the copper coin into his mouth.

The scroll of mountains and seas appeared as usual, and as a wisp of turbid air submerged in it, various memory fragments emerged on the scroll.

Fragments of Wang Binggui's memories...

Perhaps it was because of the connection between mother and child. At first, his memory fragments and Li Shi's memory fragments overlapped a lot.

Later, what appeared was mostly the bad things he did, or cheated with some rogues, or went to steal chickens and dogs, or rolled dice in the gambling house, and drew Pai Gow...

Whenever he wins money, the excitement and greed in his eyes are so clear.

The compliments from the people around him, the money he won, and even the flattery from his opponents, every feedback was like a raging wave, which made his blood rush and he was so happy that he couldn't even recognize who he was;

Whenever he loses money, the attitude of gnashing his teeth and the refusal to admit defeat in his eyes are also very clear.

The jokes from the people around him, the money he lost, and even the humiliation of his opponents, every reaction was like a blazing flame, which made his scalp numb and his face so hideous that he couldn't recognize who he was;
Because of the ruin of his family fortune, he has no money in his hands in recent years, and he has been relatively small in gambling shops, so he can still restrain himself.

A few days ago, he went to the casino to play. For some reason, his luck was very good that day, and he lost more than he won...

But because of the low capital, he didn't win much. Later, under the instigation and stimulation of the people around him, he gradually began to place heavy bets.

The result can be imagined, the winner is the small money, the loser is the big one, not only lost the money won with interest, but also lost the land deed of the ancestral home...

Father, like son…

The gambling shop’s pig-killing scheme is actually very rough, but he is addicted to it, so he doesn’t notice it at all, and foolishly thinks it’s just his bad luck...

How can it be?

This time, from the perspective of a bystander, he saw the eyes of the old mother who was blinded by crying because of himself, saw the hardship of the old mother in managing life, and clearly saw the old mother's love for him.

His heart was twisted like a knife, and he wished that his old mother would be safe and sound, but he still had no intention of turning back...

He is ready to gamble one last time!
last hand...

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The manifested memory fragments on the scroll of mountains and seas gradually dimmed, and some small characters in ancient seal characters emerged instead: get a wisp of 'Red Dust and Fireworks', stick to the sixth-grade cause and effect of herringbone, and give a copy of "Liu Yunxiu".

After watching Wang Binggui's memory clips, Zhang Xiuyuan secretly sighed that this person was hopeless to a certain extent.

How foolish to be treated as a pig by a gambling house, but still naively think that it was just his bad luck?

The old mother cried and went blind for him, and left him money, but he still wants to use this money to gamble for the last time, what kind of a jerk is he?

Perhaps, he knew that he owed too much to his old mother and was unable to repay it, so he simply gave up on himself?

Zhang Xiuyuan shook his head and didn't think too much about it. He opened the ancient book in his hand, but saw the small characters and images of characters in the ancient book turned into a flash of inspiration and penetrated into the center of his brow...

"Flowing Cloud Sleeves" is a secret book of martial arts. When it is cast, the true energy in the sleeves swells, making the cuffs as soft as the wind and clouds when they are swung, but as tough as gold and iron when defending against the enemy, which is quite powerful.

It's a small way to defend against the enemy...

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Early the next morning.

A patient who took poison was sent to Tong's Medical Center. According to Tong Yongzhou's inspection, the deceased had taken a pack of arsenic and lost his life on the way.

The deceased was called Wang Binggui...

It is said that he made some money there yesterday, and spent the night in the gambling house, but he lost the last bet, and he lost completely.

After leaving the gate of the casino, he took poison...

Some people also said that he had already bought arsenic before entering the gambling house, but it didn't matter.

After all, people are dead...

At this time, Mrs. Li was still washing dishes in the restaurant, and she didn't know that the son she was thinking of was dead.

Tong Yongzhou is just a doctor, not a god, and he can't save the dead. A neighbor on a street died of poison, and he felt somewhat emotional.

He couldn't even imagine how bitter and bitter the old sister-in-law who had been crying and blind would feel in her heart if she heard the news.

"He...how did he die?"

An Jiuling blinked blankly, and murmured nonchalantly: "A few days ago, Aunt Li left some money for him with my uncle, so that he would not have to worry and live a good life. Why did he die?"

"It's a complete loss..."

Tong Yongzhou sighed secretly, not knowing how to answer his disciple's doubts, he said casually: "Jiu Ling, you go to Taixu Temple again, and ask your uncle if Wang Binggui has looked for him before."

"Ooh..."

Although An Jiuling didn't know what her master meant, she didn't ask any further questions, and trotted out of the city after receiving the task.

Running up the Cold Mountain Trail...

Before he ran into the mountain gate of Taixuguan, he called out out of breath: "Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi!!"

After entering the mountain gate of Taixu Temple, seeing his uncle sitting under the big banyan tree facing the rising sun and cultivating, he hastily covered his mouth again.

Zhang Xiuyuan opened his eyes after practicing for a week, and saw that he looked embarrassed as if he had done something wrong, but he didn't care much, and asked, "What's the matter?"

An Jiuling replied dully, "Wang Binggui is dead."

"Wang Binggui is dead?"

Zhang Xiuyuan didn't show any surprise when he heard the words, but nodded in understanding, and asked, "How did he die? Tell me more in detail."

"Take poison and die..."

An Jiuling explained in a low voice: "It is said that last night he hung out in the gambling house again, lost money, and took arsenic after going out in the morning. He was carried to the hospital just now, and he has died."

"It's a complete loss..."

Zhang Xiuyuan sighed softly, after absorbing the smoke and fire of the mortal world yesterday, he knew that Wang Binggui still wanted to gamble one last time, so he had already guessed the ending.

I just didn't expect it to come so soon...

"Master also said so..."

An Jiuling scratched his head, seemed to think of something, and asked, "Master asked me to ask my uncle, did Wang Binggui look for you before?"

"Looked for..."

Zhang Xiuyuan nodded, sighed and said: "Yesterday he came to look for me, and I handed over his mother's money and words to him."

"This……"

An Jiuling's expression was a little strange, and he asked hesitantly: "So, Wang Binggui took the money Aunt Li gave him to gamble?"

"Yes."

Zhang Xiuyuan asked: "If I'm not wrong, his mother probably didn't know that he had taken poison and died, right?"

"I don't know..."

An Jiuling nodded and asked, "Master, how did you guess that?"

Zhang Xiuyuan glanced at him, and said meaningfully: "If his mother already knew the news of his death by taking poison, there is no need for your master to let you come to find me."

An Jiuling was not stupid, she seemed to understand something vaguely, and asked, "Uncle Master, what should Master tell Aunt Li?"

"You have to face it anyway, let's tell the truth."

"How about...or tell a lie?"

"It's not necessary..."

Zhang Xiuyuan shook his head, stood up and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "If the truth brings pain, lies will only make it worse."

"..."

An Jiuling nodded thoughtfully.

Zhang Xiuyuan walked to the side of the praying pool, looked at the copper coin that was thrown in yesterday at the bottom of the pool, and said, "Go back if you have nothing to do, just pass on my words to your master."

"Disciple farewell..."

An Jiuling nodded, saluted and left the mountain gate.

Zhang Xiuyuan was silent for a long time beside the prayer pool, and sighed softly: "However, I can be regarded as a pilgrim of my Taixuguan, who died in a daze, what do you think?"

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves, and the swell of true energy sent the copper coin at the bottom of the pool dehydrated and flew out, twirling in mid-air, and then fell into the palm of his hand.

He held the copper coin that Wang Binggui put into the wishing pool yesterday, and then walked out of Taixu Temple Gate with his hands behind his back...

"I'd like to see why the food in the gambling shop is so ugly!"

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