I am going to live forever in the world of mortals

Chapter 34
Zhang Xiuyuan looked at Jin Chuanchang, and saw that his temples on both sides were slightly protruding, and there was a thick layer of calluses on his hands, coupled with his faint vigor, he knew that the boss of the gambling shop had some cultivation.

It should be Martial Arts Acquired...

Like master Zhang Yangming, who has acquired martial arts before reaching the championship, and who has a lack of mentality and can break through the innate martial arts in his early years and achieve great fame, he is a talent of the sky, which cannot be regarded by common sense.

If it wasn't for the fact that he, an old man, has no intention of wandering in the rivers and lakes because of his obsession with the pursuit of immortality, his reputation may be even more famous...

For ordinary people who practice martial arts, no matter how old they are, as long as they can break through to the acquired state, they can be regarded as good players in the arena.

"You are too polite..."

When Zhang Xiuyuan saw the other party saluting, he bowed his hands back and said: "It's all gambling after all. The layman is willing to condescend to end the game as the owner of the gambling shop. How can the poor have no reason to refuse?"

"Master Dao's atmosphere!"

Jin Chuanchang didn't talk nonsense when he heard the words, he waved his hand to signal the dealer to go down, and he took advantage of the opportunity to sit in the dealer's seat.

It's just that he sat at the dealer's seat, but he was not in a hurry to open the market, but asked with a smile: "But I don't know where the master is practicing in the fairy mountain treasure temple?"

After that, he hastily added another sentence: "Master Dao, don't misunderstand, Jin is also devoted to Taoism, and he also recites scriptures in his spare time. However, he has never had the chance to serve incense while living here. Today, he is fortunate to meet Master Dao. It can be regarded as fate, maybe I can go to Taoist temple to serve some incense when I have time in the future, so I regret it in my heart."

"You don't need to serve incense..."

Zhang Xiuyuan shook his head and said: "Acquaintance is also considered fate, and the layman is also devoted to the Tao, but the poor Taoist has a little poem to give to the layman."

"Also ask the Daoist to speak clearly."

Jin Chuanchang cupped his hands and replied, "Jin is all ears."

Zhang Xiuyuan looked into his eyes, and said word by word: "Drink less deceitful wine, don't be greedy for unjust wealth. Good luck comes from charity, and misfortune comes from cunning."

"..."

Jin Chuanchang couldn't help but froze when he heard this little poem.

How can there be any good people in such a business as a gambling house?
If you want to make money, your hands will be more or less unclean, and even those with clean hands will not be able to do this business.

"Taught, taught..."

He nodded thoughtfully, then cupped his hands with a smile, and asked, "So, the Taoist came here to stand up for others?"

"Not for others."

Zhang Xiuyuan shook his head and said: "People who are poor, have no relatives and no reason, and they can't talk about making a name for anyone. They just come here to help someone redeem something. By the way, let's see how ugly the food in this gambling house is." .”

"..."

When Jin Chuanchang heard the words, he automatically ignored the second half of the sentence, and asked with a narrow gaze: "But I don't know what the Lord wants to redeem for people. If it is still in the workshop, we can talk about it."

"A title deed..."

"What kind of title deed?"

"The title deed stained with blood and tears..."

Zhang Xiuyuan didn't hide much, and asked: "As the owner of the gambling house here, the layman should still remember Wang Binggui who died at the gate of the gambling house this morning, right?"

Jin Chuanchang's complexion changed when he heard the words, he subconsciously glanced at the second floor, and after recovering, he said, "Master Dao is here for Wang Binggui?"

"No and no~"

Zhang Xiuyuan shook his head and said: "Wang Binggui is not guilty of death, but a few days ago he lost an ancestral house land deed in this gambling house, and he owed a lot of debts, which caused his old mother to cry and go blind. "

He said with a long sigh, and said: "Now that Wang Binggui is dead, his old mother will probably not think about it when she finds out about it. Pindao came here this time because he wanted to redeem the land lease of the ancestral house. Go back and let the poor old mother go in peace."

"..."

Hearing this, no matter whether it was Jin Chuanchang, the owner of the casino, or the crowd of gamblers watching the excitement, they were all silent.

"Master Gao Yi! Jin admires it!"

Jin Chuanchang cupped his hands solemnly, and then called the attendant beside him to whisper a few words, the attendant nodded and ran out all the way, after a while, he brought a land deed.

"Master Dao, here is the title deed to the ancestral home lost by Wang Binggui."

He pressed the land deed on the gambling table, and said seriously: "This land deed is worthless to Mr. Jin, and it can be given to Daoist for nothing."

He said a few words of regret, and then said: "But since Jin and Daoist are sitting opposite, he is an enemy at the gambling table. Since he is an enemy, this land deed cannot be given away for nothing."

Zhang Xiuyuan nodded thoughtfully, and asked, "If you have any conditions, you might as well speak up."

"Master Dao speaks quickly, so Jin doesn't have to go around too much."

Jin Chuanchang said solemnly: "Since the Taoist came to tear down the stage, he was slapping everyone in the gambling house. According to the rules, there must be a high and low score in this matter, otherwise the gambling house Jin will be difficult to manage."

As he spoke, he slapped the land deed with a slap, and said, "Jin has about 3 taels of property in this gambling house, which is enough for Daoist to win five rounds in a row. The winner will be decided in five rounds! After five rounds, no matter who wins or loses, Daoist can take away this title! How about it!?"

"Can…"

Zhang Xiuyuan nodded and asked, "But Pindao doesn't have that much capital injection. What if we lose the first round and have nothing to bet in the next four rounds?"

"It's easy!"

A strange smile appeared on Jin Chuanchang's face, like a poisonous snake baring its fangs, and he said, "Mr. Dao's skills are superb, and Jin admires them very much. If there is no bet, Master Dao can bet on his own hand, and one finger counts as 1000 yuan." Taels, one arm counts as 1 taels! Jin’s gambling shop... accepts everything!"

"..."

The surrounding gamblers all exclaimed when they heard the words, thinking that Boss Jin was going to do something cruel.

Zhang Xiuyuan also put away his contempt...

Although Jin Chuanchang in front of him is reckless, his words are impeccable, whether it is the relationship between the two parties, or the morality of the stand, he has taken care of it. From then on, no matter whether he wins or loses, his reputation among gamblers can be regarded as standing.

It's a character...

"Unexpectedly, Pindao's hands are worth the money."

Zhang Xiuyuan looked at his hands and said with emotion, "Thanks to the layman's attention, Pindao took over the five rounds of betting."

"Okay! Master Dao is really refreshing!"

Jin Chuanchang clapped his hands and applauded, and asked: "The visitor is a guest, what does the Taoist want to play, Jin will accompany you!"

"Just roll the dice."

Zhang Xiuyuan said with a half-smile: "Speaking of which, I'm not afraid of laymen's jokes. I just learned how to roll dice just now when I entered the gambling workshop, and no one else knows how to do it."

"Then those who listen to Taoism, play dice..."

Jin Chuanchang said that he slapped his hand on the gambling table, and the dice cup was shaken and flew up. He swiped in the air, copied three dice into it, and then shook his wrist, and the three dice also jingled in the dice cup , the fast one seemed to be able to see phantoms, and the sound was even more chaotic.

While shaking the dice cup in his hand, he reminded with a smile: "I forgot to tell the Taoist master that Jin has been playing dice since he was three years old. The nickname is Ghost Hand Jin San, Master Dao needs to think it over before making a bet."

"No wonder the layman is so skillful..."

Zhang Xiuyuan nodded pretending to be in a daze, and knew that the other party was putting him under psychological pressure, so he responded with a smile: "But please don't worry, Layman, poor Taoists have their own sense of propriety."

"That's fine!"

Jin Chuanchang saw that this Taoist would not enter, so he put the dice cup in his hand on the gambling table with a cold snort, and then stretched out his hand to signal: "Master Dao, please!"

And the three dice in the dice cup all landed on one corner at this moment, spinning continuously without any intention of stopping.

"..."

(End of this chapter)