The Exorcist

Coinciding with the National Day holiday, a small town called Jinshi Town in southern Sichuan was also more lively than usual. Only those who travel on the street are still there. There are very few foreign visitors, except for the locals, who are villagers in nearby Shiliba Villages.

The people here are not very lucky. In the warm and humid climate of the south, the mountains are bare, there are no rare and exotic fruits, and local people cannot rely on the mountains for food, and there are no scenic spots, and there are no large numbers of tourists to patronize. Fortunately, Jinshi Town is located at the intersection of several towns. Relying on the economic contribution of agriculture, transportation, and accommodation, it is not rich, or at least not poor.

In fact, the main reason why Jinshi Town can attract frequent people from nearby villages and towns is because of the underground entertainment activities. It's just that those are all unofficial, no matter how big economic benefits they can create, there is no benefit to the town's finances. A large amount of money flows into the individual's pockets, so Jinshi Town is a place where dark gold surges.

It’s almost midnight. The main street of the town is sparsely crowded. Except for a few small restaurants that are open at night, they are not illuminated at all. They are very depressed and quiet. However, this is only a superficial phenomenon and people who are familiar with the situation. Everyone knows how lively there is under the calm ground of Jinshi Town. It's like the largest and full guesthouse in town. Although it's dark now, it seems that all the guests have fallen asleep, but under the guidance of the insider, go through the underpass at the end of the corridor and turn to the basement floor. , Every three doors can hear the noise and loud voices inside.

big big big! Small! Small! Oops!

Buy and leave! Buy and leave! Let's go, fifteen!

Four over four, small five pipes, a little moth, small six o'clock-shit!

This seemingly formal and even rustic hotel turned out to be an underground gambling house.

The area of ​​the gambling house is not very large, but all kinds of gambling equipment and gambling methods are available. The entire large room is full of smoke and mist; every gambling table is full of people, all of them looking devoted. The appearance, figure, and makeup were all vulgar, but the barely dressed waitresses shuttled back and forth. The guests sent food, drinks and chips; a few big men with full faces and fierce faces stood by the door and in the passage. It is like a wolf staring at the meat to patrol the situation in the field; shouts, curses, excited shouts and uneasy provocations fill every corner. At a glance, it is the most evil and most greedy in human nature? Mutually.

Old Ho, get out of here! It's okay to rub the white skin, beware that I lied to you and let you be a rabbit for everyone! The banker, who is the bank of Pai Gow, called to a lanky man.

Liangguazi, look at the door next time, don't let him in! Another gambling table chief said, pointing to a big, stupid, seemingly stupid man by the door. This prodigal **** has sold the property left by his old man and such a nasty wife. I didn't see him win back a money and go back, and he kept losing on the day he came here. Let him deliberately, he won't win. I have been in this business for so many years, and I haven't seen anyone worse than him. He didn't mean to let Lao He deliberately, but just wanted to see if he could win once, but the result disappointed and surprised him. This person, Lao He, has declined to his ancestral grave.

Yes, he didn't owe much money anyway. Let him go! Turning around will also take away our luck. Another principal said, don’t underestimate luck, it's very evil!

Hearing this, the thug named Liangguazi walked up to pick up the man named Lao He. He was so thin that he couldn't help but feel the strength of Liangguazi. With too much force, he was thrown out like a chicken, and fell under a gambling table, shocking the gamblers to scatter.

I'm not standing here anymore. Lao He's body has been lying down. It must be the same place where the child was buried. The luck is low to the foot of the foot. It is not endless to lose! The gambler who was hit secretly called bad luck and quickly changed places.

Seeing this, another thug came quickly, grabbed Lao He and pushed hard to the door, broke away his thin fingers that were scratching the door frame, and threw him out, then slammed the door shut, seemingly afraid of failure. As if transported into the door, he said to himself, I have seen a good gambler, I have never seen such a good gambler. *, I'm so alive, I'm convinced! With that said, I couldn’t help but look out of the window that was too small to be considered a window, and saw Lao He fell to the ground, motionless, and didn’t care at the moment. He turned around and continued to look at the place, knowing that the gambler was only drinking secretly. The other gamblers were drunk.

It's not so easy for a bad guy like this to die. The so-called good people don't live long, and they live for thousands of years. It's true!

Unsurprisingly, this man named Lao He was indeed drunk, and he got up on the ground for a long time. Looking around, he looked around. On the left is the heavy wooden door of the underground gambling house, and on the right is the dark dark tunnel. He hesitated and went to pat the door of the gambling house. , Until a fierce face appeared in the window, and swearing at him was not considered as frightening him, got up and walked outside the door--

He dreamed of peony flowers last night, and the interpreter said that the peony is the owner of wealth. This is destined to be his good fortune, and he will soon be rich. So he sold his bedboard early in the morning and got a little money to gamble. . The bed board was real hardwood, and it was one piece, but it didn't even sell for one-tenth of its own value. But he doesn't care, as long as he can win, everything will come back again. Does he care about the two bed boards?

He thought all this was the care of the God of Wealth, because he had already defeated his family for the sake of *. Even his beautiful wife who had been married for two years was also abducted and sold to a foreign country by him. He never thought that his two bedspreads were worth a bit. Xiaoqian suddenly remembered it when he fell from the bed in a dream in the morning.

He hadn't been to this favorite casino for a long time, so he was able to enter the door after all the good things were said, but he was full of confidence, and not two of them were lost again. The riches and honors in his dream did not come. He was desperate and angry. Everyone at the gambling house knew that it was impossible to squeeze out the money, and refused to credit him for gambling money. Other people* have also been extremely acquainted? By the way, they secretly drink from those who can afford to gamble. Looking at it, all the envy, boredom, and unwillingness to mix with bad wine were all in my stomach. In the end, I was drunk and couldn't stand still, and was thrown out by the gambling house!

The night breeze in autumn was a bit cold, walking on the empty street, and being blown by the night breeze, the wine that had receded a little bit slowly poured up again, making Lao He’s footsteps?, vain, like the whole world. It shook, and slowly turned off the road.

Kick?-kick?-

Hearing his footsteps, he looked up, the moon was sparse and the night was very clear. ? Why is it getting darker and darker? He stopped and looked around, only to see that he was in a dark and long alley, with the doors of people on both sides closed, and there was no popularity at all.

He couldn't help smiling wryly, thinking so. It's midnight, besides my own gambler, there are normal people on the street? Shaking? But, what is it so cold? Although his clothes are all sold out, it is only the ninth month of the lunar calendar. In their place, the weather is still very hot. Is it that people are unlucky and even the Yang Qi is weak? I can't bear the cold night!

Moreover, he seems to be lost. Where is this, it seems that he has never been to the same, but he was born and raised here, which street in the town he doesn't know? Why don't you know here?

He was puzzled and walked forward slowly. It's been about five minutes or so? It's reached the end!

No way, he had to turn back and walk back. Anyway, he had nothing to do, and no one was waiting for him. Go slowly. Just how old Jinshi Town is, he will definitely be there before dawn.

He lowered his head and turned around, but he was stopped back as if hitting something.

Who is blocking Lao Tzu's way? Most of the night! He relied on Jiujin to shout, no one answered him, only two sneers from the woman came.

The sound is very shrill, it sounds like it? It comes from a far away place, it's too close and it seems to be in your ears, with the smell of Peking opera, accompanied by a gust of night wind, making Lao He surprised for no reason. Mao Khan awoke most of his drunkenness, blinked his eyes twice, and looked in front of him.

I saw two pairs of embroidered shoes on the ground. One pair was of normal size, and the other pair was authentic three-inch golden lotus shoes. However, the two pairs of shoes were of the same green satin, rolled with black satin, and embroidered pink on the upper. Colored peony flowers, yellow stamens, and a butterfly on the toe cap each look extremely gorgeous, but also extremely old.

Up there are four white calves, and then the hem of a red embroidered cheongsam!

Two people have been following him, but he didn't notice anything! There is no sound and no breathing. Although he is drunk, it is impossible to be completely conscious! Unless they-not people!

Thinking of this, Ho was so shocked that he didn't even dare to move, dripping a piece of his pants, running down his thighs, and all his alcoholism turned into urine.

Sister, is this trash okay? A woman said that the pair of normal-sized feet moved a bit and seemed to want to leave.

It's him, who is so gambling, and he is conscientious enough, it's him, I don't want to look for it anymore! The three-inch golden lotus took a step forward, so scared that Lao He almost died. He wanted to run, but still couldn't move.

Raise your head. A voice whispered grimly. From the first sentence they said, it was the tone of Peking Opera chanting.

He was shaking, how dare he look up.

Look up! The voice screamed and he raised his head subconsciously in fright.

In front of them, stood two women, each wearing a red cheongsam, with a white silk kerchief pinned to the front of the neck, and a large peony embroidered on the chest. In this dark alley, such two women suddenly appeared, they seemed beautiful and terrifying, and their faces made Old He even more shocked!

Their faces were all covered by oil paint, and they couldn't see their original faces at all, but their white faces, scarlet lips, pink cheeks, and long black eyebrows were all from the female dancers in Peking opera. appearance!

He was shaking like a dead leaf in the autumn breeze. He didn't even have the power to move a finger. He could only let the three-inch golden lotus get closer and closer.

Useless! The Tianzu woman snorted coldly.

The three-inch golden lotus looked back at her companion, then looked back at Lao He, her neck turned three hundred and sixty degrees, didn't she die? They still speak in Peking Opera dialogue, as if they have been saying this, and will continue to say it forever!

No-I dare not-scared-

The three-inch golden lotus laughed. It’s fine if you don’t scare to death. You will still be scared tomorrow. Don’t be scared to death at that time.

Yes Yes--

It's so pitiful! The voice was gentle, but the tone was gloomy, and he patted Lao He's shoulder with one hand, making him feel the coldness, and his barely standing legs softened and fell directly on the ground.

Our sister does good deeds and wants to complete her character. I chose you today. You really burned the incense from your ancestors. The three-inch golden lotus was pacing in front of Lao He's face, and Lao He realized that their feet were not touching the ground at all, and there was no shadow on the ground, and then he was convinced that he was really walking at night to meet a ghost. But thinking about that ghost character, cold sweat broke out again, thinking that they were going to kill him, and quickly asked for mercy.

Two of you--Daxian, we have no grievances in the past, and we have no enmity in recent days. Please forgive me! If there is anything unresolved, please let me know, I--I will try my best to do my best to let the two of you have no regrets behind, please treat me as a fart and let it go! I'm sorry to offend today! sorry! I will burn more paper money tomorrow to repay the two of you for not killing me. As he said, the power that didn't know where it came from, got up and knocked his head desperately, hitting the ground with a bang.

This is a terrible remark! Tianzu said contemptuously.

Who wants your dog’s life, we are here to help you! Three inches of golden lotus said in a low voice, as long as you listen to us, we will guarantee that you will bet and win again and again, and you will become a winning general at the gambling table from then on!

The last voice of her dragged a long way. It was very scary in human ears, but he was so gambled. At this time, she heard the words of gambling and saw that the two women didn’t mean to kill him. He also heard that He could win for a long time without losing. After understanding his bad luck for many years, he couldn't help but become courageous and asked, really?

Yes! The three-inch golden lotus said, as long as you promise to do one thing for us, and you pass the test tomorrow, you can become the **** of gambling!

When Lao He heard this, he couldn't help forgetting his fear completely, and he almost jumped with excitement. Looking up at these two women, although they were shocked by the constant and strange facial makeup on their faces~www.readwn.com~, they finally saw their outfits clearly.

No wonder dreaming of peony flowers, it is really helped by the gods! He half-happily half-feared, and he didn't want to think about how these two gloomy female ghosts could become the guardians of mankind? !

What are you doing so happy? Tianzu said in disgust, you and we have a contract, if you can't fulfill our wish, you will die without a place to be buried! Besides, you don't know if you will be scared to death tomorrow night!

Forget it, why scare him. He is dead, are we asking for trouble? The three-inch golden lotus laughed for a while, He Fugui, tomorrow morning, came to the south side of Tietou Mountain with joss sticks and paper money. Remember, if you meet us today, even if you have agreed to our terms, so if you don't come-hum!

She snorted coldly, then suddenly turned and left, only He Fugui stared at them blankly and disappeared in the darkness as the images of their backs melted.

Tietou Mountain is the back mountain of their town. It is named because it is bare and does not grow plants, but only grows stones. The ravine on the south side is a mass grave. Very few people dare to go during the day, but tomorrow he will go in the middle of the night.

He was afraid, but even more afraid of the consequences if he didn't go. What's more, the two great immortals said they would help him become the **** of gamblers, so no matter how scared it is, it is worth it!