Please Kill the Demon

  Chapter 52 Advanced

   But where to get money, this is a problem.

   "Alas..." Chu Liang sighed.

   Going back to find Yun Chaoxian would definitely be useless, this is so clever that he even borrowed the money to buy clothes.

   To be reasonable, if the information given by Gu Erniang is genuine, then as long as it is gold and silver, it is not difficult to be a human being. For those underground non-mainstream cultivators, making money is indeed an easy task.

   If you are a little more straightforward, grab it.

   If you are more tactful, you can cheat and steal.

  For example, the Yu Dynasty has been vigorously cracking down on a crime in recent years...the cultivator first releases the evil spirits raised by himself to cause trouble in the rich families, and then visits the door to charge the evil spirits, gaining both fame and fortune.

   After all, there are a lot of ways.

  If it wasn't for the government's closure of the city in recent days and the tight rumors, maybe this kind of trivial matter, Gu Erniang, wouldn't need to be faked by others.

   But it was easy for those non-mainstream cultivators, but Chu Liang couldn't do this kind of thing.

  Even if he wants to do bad things, he still has to find some villains who do evil things to trap him, but in this huge mountain city, where can he find rich villains?

  Touched the little fleshy beetle in his pocket, and could feel the little guy's mouth constantly gnawing at his fingers, as if he was hungry.

  Chu Liang stared at the street, thinking for a moment in his mind, suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes, as if thinking of something.

  He looked around, and found a big man who looked the least like a good person among the passers-by, and asked, "Hello, where is the biggest gambling house in the mountain city?"

   "Gambling shop?" The big man sized him up. At this time, Chu Liang had already taken off his black robe. He was just a handsome young man in brocade clothes, so he asked, "Do you want to gamble?"

  Chu Liang blinked: "I... want to see and see."

   "Hey." The big man smiled, "I just want to play a couple of games, so I'll take you there. Look at your clothes, little brother, you look like a son of a rich family."

   "Not to mention, not to mention..." Chu Liang smiled while clutching his pockets tightly.

  The big man led him around, and after a while, he came to a small door. There were only two curtains in front of the door, with the inconspicuous word "gambling" written on it.

  There were two guards in front of the door. Seeing the big man, who seemed to be an acquaintance, they didn't ask any questions, just nodded and let him pass.

  The big man led Chu Liang all the way inward, and when he walked in, he found something strange.

  There is actually a huge casino hidden inside the small front door. There are 1,800 people gathered here, all of them blushing, immersed in various gaming tables, feeling isolated from the world.

   "Brother, what do you want to play?" The big man asked enthusiastically.

   "I... I'll take a look." Chu Liang looked timidly, scanning from the various gambling tables, and then walked past, frowning, muttering in a low voice: "I don't know these things."

   "Then what do you know?" the big man asked.

   "I can... play mahjong." Chu Liang replied, "I played with the elders at home a few times during the Chinese New Year."

   "Hey, okay, there is also a mahjong room here. But...you don't have anyone to accompany you when you play small games. You have to have enough money." The big man said.

   "I... I didn't bring much money, but I brought this, I don't know if it's enough." Chu Liang seemed a little nervous, and he exposed the gold brick from his sleeve, and gave the big man a look.

   "Huh—" The big man was so shocked that his eyeballs almost fell out, and then he grinned happily, "I have met the God of Wealth today, please do me, I will go and ask for you."

   As he spoke, he led Chu Liang to the private room upstairs.

  He found a middle-aged man in the casino, and he didn't know what to say to him, so he turned his head and waved to Chu Liang, "Brother, go in, have fun."

  Chu Liang nodded sincerely to the big man, "Thank you."

   Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man took Chu Liang into the private room, and there was indeed a table of mahjong playing inside. It should have been notified in advance, and a man stood up and gave the seat to Chu Liang.

   "This son is here for the first time, please take good care of him." The middle-aged man patted Chu Liang on the shoulder, smiled at the people on the table, and then turned and left.

  Out of the room, the big man waited outside, with a flattering smile, "How is it? Ninth Master, what was taken off this kid's body, why should I count it as 10%?"

   "You have a good idea." The middle-aged man glared at him, "If you have points, you have to pay off your gambling debts first."

"Yes, yes, I have to keep his gold brick for whatever I say today. It should be enough to pay off my gambling debt!" The big man laughed, "It's hard to find such a fat sheep! I spent a lot of time It took all my strength to persuade him to come here!"

   "Okay, this is your credit." The middle-aged man also smiled.

  …

   "Huh? Am I fooling around?"

  In the private room, the confused Chu Liang pushed down the cards in his hand and asked in surprise.

   "Yes, yes, yes." A thin man on the opposite side nodded again and again, and said with a smile: "This young man is lucky, he made such a big one the first time he came up."

  A tattooed and shirtless man next to him laughed, "Luck for beginners, take advantage of this luck, you can play a few more laps, can't you?"

   "Yes!" Another old woman at the card table smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum.

   "You guys are so nice..." Chu Liang collected the money and stuffed the money into the purse prepared by the gambling house, and said with a smile: "I played cards, but you are still happy for me."

   "Hey, all mahjong players here are like this. The more you see others playing big cards, the happier you are." The thin and small man laughed.

   "That's right, that's great, then I will definitely come here often in the future." Chu Liang nodded, "It seems that my luck is really good today, if I win a little, you will run away?"

   "Don't worry, little brother." The shirtless man pointed to a big box behind him, and said, "We all have pledges in the gambling house. You can win as much as you want, and safekeeping will make you happy."

   "That's great." Chu Liang said, and suddenly his eyes lit up again, "Eh? I've been fooling around again, haven't I?"

   "Huh?" "Huh?" "Huh?"

  Three people on the table feel that something is wrong, this is just the first round of cards, what are you doing?

   Playing mahjong also has spring?

   "The novice luck is too good, ahaha." Chu Liang showed a warm and innocent smile.

   Then code cards, draw cards, play cards, push cards.

  The smiles of the three people in front of them froze.

  Chu Liang looked innocent, "Wow! The Feng Shui here is really good..."

   "..."

  After so many rounds, the skinny man took the lead in urinating, and slipped out yelling repeatedly to urinate.

  The middle-aged man stood outside with a gloomy face, "You three can't beat one?"

   "Jiuye, this kid is too strange!" The skinny man said anxiously, "I've been playing poker for so many years, and I haven't seen such a wicked one! Could it be the cultivator playing tricks?"

   "No." The middle-aged man shook his head.

  All those who open a gambling shop will have very strict array detection and the like. Once there is a fluctuation of true energy on the gaming table, they will be discovered immediately.

  It is to strictly prevent practitioners from using supernatural powers to cause chaos.

   Unless you are a cultivator who asks about the realm and has come into contact with things like the laws of heaven and earth, it is possible to break away from this kind of rules.

  But when it comes to the power of asking the realm, if you need mortal gold and silver, just open your mouth, and countless forces will send him money, so there is no need to come to this kind of place to play.

   "Then what's going on? What the hell. You said that the three of us can pass the secret card, but we have to have a chance. He directly draws the winning card after a few cards. How can this be played?"

   After pondering for a while, the middle-aged man said: "He should have super mental strength and be able to memorize many cards to do this hand... This is a master."

   "Huh?" The skinny man said, "Isn't that a fairy?"

   "Aren't you a **** at the poker table?" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, "Today is a mistake. I haven't met an opponent for many years. I'll meet him."

   After finishing speaking, he pushed the door in and sat down on the card table.

   "We can't wait for a game of cards, I'll take his place." He stared at Chu Liang and said with a smile.

  Chu Liang responded with a smile: "Okay."

  As soon as the middle-aged man sat down, both the shirtless man and the old woman became nervous, their expressions were very unnatural, and their eyes fell on the hands on the table.

  Chu Liang's hand joints are slender, because of the long-term practice, there is a luster of jade.

  The hands of the middle-aged man are covered with scars, as if weather-beaten.

  When he and Chu Liang looked at each other, the air seemed to freeze, and there seemed to be lightning.

   That is the light of the collision of masters.

Then…

   Half an hour passed.

   "Huh? I'm fooling around again." Chu Liang still overturned the cards in surprise.

  The expression on the middle-aged man's face was like that of mourning.

   What a fart against masters.

  He went on the court full of confidence and wanted to compete with this young man who didn't know what to do, but he was hugged and lost hundreds of taels in just a few rounds.

  The other three, including the thin man who ended up on the stage, lost more than a thousand taels.

  In such a big game like theirs, the hand is almost full, and the big bag that Chu Liang won can no longer fit.

   "Little brother, it's almost done!" The middle-aged man got up angrily, and slapped the table.

  He can see clearly now that this young man can memorize not only cards, but all cards!

   At the poker table, he can get whatever he wants.

  Come here is totally playing tricks.

   "What's the matter, am I not allowed to win money?" Chu Liang blinked.

   "You've already won several thousand taels, it's best to leave now, and never set foot in our casino again. You still understand the truth of being a human being, right?" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

   "Hey, I just played with you, why are you still angry." Chu Liang smiled and put the bag on the table, "All the money is here, I won't take any money with me, okay?"

   After finishing speaking, he smiled smartly, got up and left.

  The middle-aged man's eyes flickered. Seeing that he was about to go out, he suddenly said: "Little brother, why don't you leave a name? When we meet in the rivers and lakes in the future, we will all be friends!"

  Chu Liang didn't look back, but just waved his hand, leaving a name: "Gao Jin!"

  Watching him leave freely, everyone's eyes were full of shock and inexplicable expressions. At that moment, as if the sound effects of ， 噔 and 噔噔噔 were accompanied by him.

  Until the back figure completely disappears.

  At this moment, the skinny man walked in and asked in surprise, "He left without any money? Eh? What happened to these silver taels?"

  He poured out the silver in the bag, and found that although the large ingots of gold and silver inside were all the same shape, they were all turned into gray stones, as if they had lost their life.

   "This is..." The middle-aged man is well-informed after all, he guessed something, turned his head suddenly, and looked at the big box next to him, "Look quickly!"

   After finishing speaking, everyone hurriedly opened the box to check, and saw that a small hole had been drilled on the side of the box, and all the silver deposits inside were just like that.

   "Ah..." The middle-aged man slumped on a chair, and said bitterly: "You little thief..."

  (end of this chapter)