Yang Huaiping ran to an unknown long street in Shahua City, he saw that no one was chasing behind him, so he stopped and wiped the sweat on his face after being frightened, and then a noisy and noisy sound came into Yang Huaiping's ears.

"I'm going to buy it, and I'm going to buy it again!"

"Big, big ......"

"Give me a small, open a small, it's really TM evil, it's big!"

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With a high-pitched shout, Yang Huaiping saw a group of gamblers playing dice in a gambling house not far from him, and he couldn't help but pace into the gambling house.

Yang Huaiping walked to the counter, and a young man with golden eyes, a large pocket watch on his chest, and hairspray on his head met him.

After seeing this scene, Yang Huaiping couldn't help but rub his eyes, he looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief and said, "You are also a person in modern society, how did you come to this place!"

After hearing Yang Huaiping's words, the young man looked at Yang Huaiping in astonishment and said: "I really didn't find it, I can still meet people from a place in this underworld, you come in with me, I will do my best to be a landlord!"

Yang Huaiping could meet a person of the same era in this small world, and he immediately felt very affectionate, and then Yang Huaiping followed the young man into a room inside the gambling house.

The young man turned on a retro gramophone in the room and played pure music from "Rain Hitting Basho".

Yang Huaiping picked up a book of Xu Zhimo's poems from a pear wood table in the room and flipped through it, and he said to the young man, "How did you come to this world?"

The young man lifted his golden eyes, and he said with a melancholy face: "The plane had an accident, and I came here inexplicably, by the way, my name is Zeng Jilai, what about you?"

Yang Huaiping's brows furrowed and he fell into deep thought, and after a long time, he spoke: "My name is Yang Huaiping, and I came here to look for something!"

"What's the matter, do you need my help?" the young man, Yang slowly poured a bottle of Romani red wine into two glasses, and then he paced to Yang Huaiping and handed him one of the glasses.

Wang Huaiping put Xu Zhimo's poems on the pear wood table, he took the red wine and took a sip and said, "I want to know where the flowers are on the other side, can you help me find them?"

"The flowers on the other side grow on the Huangquan Road leading to the Yaksha Palace, I advise you not to go, with your weak soul power, you can't pass the ghost gate at all, let alone go to the Huangquan Road, and it's even more foolish to dream if you want to pick the flowers on the other side!" The young man shook his red wine glass and said indifferently.

After hearing this, his whole expression was stunned for several seconds, and then Yang Huaiping asked with confusion: "Next, what did you say about that Yaksha arresting people!"

The young man probably thought that the record in the gramophone was not very good, he paced to the gramophone and turned it off, and the young man said in a deep voice: "Yaksha is the most beautiful woman in this Sawa City, and her cultivation is also the highest in this Sawa City, because Yaksha cultivates a profession that requires frequent man's evil skills, so he will come to this Sawa City every day to catch a man and go back to make up for it, but all the men who have been picked up by Yaksha will have their souls dissipated, and there will be no chance of rebirth and reincarnation!"

After hearing these two sensitive words, Yang Huaiping was like a cat with his tail stepped on, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat, Yang Huaiping's lips trembled slightly, and said: "If there is a cigarette in the future, give me a whole one!"

The young man took out a fun cigar from his pocket and handed it to Yang Huaiping, he looked at Yang Huaiping and said: "It's boring for me to stay here alone, why don't you stay in this gambling house with me, we are people in the same place, and we have many common topics, we can stay together and drink tea and chat, which is also a very pleasant thing to think about!"

Yang Huaiping took the cigar and put it in his mouth, he picked up the lighter with the stone wheel from the pear wood table in the room and lit the cigarette, Yang Huaiping took a deep puff of the cigarette and glanced at the modern items in this room, he couldn't help but look at the young man in confusion and said: "Where did all the objects in your house come from!"

The young man took out a sniper rifle that emitted a pitch-black light and was exquisitely made from the cabinet in the room, and he said in a deep voice: "Money can make ghosts grind, this is the case in society now, it is the same in Shahua City, everything in my house is brought to me by a Taoist priest who can wear yin and yang, named Xianyun, but let him do things not just with money, it also requires great face!"

Yang Huaiping took a deep puff of his cigarette, and he groaned and said, "Since the Taoist priest called Xianyun has such a great ability, can he help me pick the flowers on the other side?"

After the young man wiped the sniper rifle, he put it back into the cabinet and muttered: "Xianyun can be capable, but he doesn't have the courage to do it on the chassis of the Yaksha, you think about whether you want to work in my shop, if you don't want to, I won't take you here for the night, after all, if the Yaksha can't catch someone, I'm not sure if she will come nonsense, besides, we don't know each other, let alone have any friendship with us, and besides, the human favor is thinner than paper and worthless!"

Yang Huaiping extinguished the cigar in his hand, and he said in a deep voice: "Next, I won't stay here with you, I just want to borrow a piece of dark paper from you!"

The young man took out a piece of paper from his pocket, he handed it to Yang Huaiping and said: "This paper will be given to you, by the way, if something happens to you, don't tell anyone in this Warsaw City that you know me, it's not too early, I should go upstairs to rest for a while!"

After speaking, the young man walked out of the room, Yang Huaiping took the paper in his hand and smiled bitterly, and then he paced into the noisy and noisy gambling house.

A sharp-eyed guy looked at Yang Huaiping, who came over with a dark coin in his hand, and said coldly: "You poor ghost, hurry up and press, after pressing it, you will lose and roll, and a piece of dark paper also wants to come to our gambling house to win money, what a joke!"

Yang Huaiping didn't even look at the little guy, he casually pressed the underworld in his hand on the small, in the shouting of everyone, Yang Huaiping easily won the first pot of gold!

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With the passage of time, the dark coins in Yang Huaiping's hands snowballed more and more, and in the exclamations of everyone, he earned a lot of money, and at this moment, the gambler in the gambling house shouted, "It's dark, Yaksha is coming to arrest people, everyone go quickly!"

Suddenly, the people in the gambling house were eager to scatter and flee like wings, Yang Huaiping saw that something was wrong, he put the winning money into his arms and followed the group to escape from the gambling house.