Wu Jin didn't expect that this gambling house would actually use psychedelic smoke, which is not cheating.

Do you want to make people excited, and then gamble more here, and then let people lose money, and if you lose money, you will be red-eyed, and you will be afraid of doing anything.

Maybe if you gamble, you are not your own person, and your family is not your own.

So gambling and entertainment are the main thing, and don't indulge in it in the end.

This is what Wu Jin said to himself, when the Good Guy Point Collector reaches a certain level, he will still send it as a task.

In this way, he not only gained good guy points, but also made people slowly quit gambling in order to get good guy points.

Closing the Six Senses, Wu Jin shook his head and followed the guidance of the arrow in his hand in one direction.

Wu Jin avoided one crowd after another and slowly walked to the back of the gambling house.

It was quite quiet at the back of the gambling house, with six or seven rooms lined up, and in front of the room was a discharge.

The arrow indicates one of the rooms.

It was quiet here, and Wu Jin looked at it for a while, but he didn't find anyone.

He swaggered to the leftmost room.

No one will see him here anyway, and there is no one here.

When he reached the room, the arrow on his palm vanished.

"This is it!" Wu Jin cautiously came to the window and gently poked a small hole in the papier-mâché window.

Wu Jin passed through the small hole and found that there was a person lying on the bed in the room, and he couldn't see the rest very clearly.

He was looking around to see who was around, and he couldn't tell who the people in the room were, but Fu Zhen told him that there was the noodle shop owner inside.

Wu Jin quietly pushed the door open, but there was no movement inside.

He quietly walked inside.

The moment he stepped into the room, his eyes seemed to flicker, and the situation in front of him was different from what he had just seen in the window.

But here it is huge, surrounded by four walls.

In the midst of this wall, there were only two beds, one of which lay on the owner of the noodle shop, and an old man lay on the remaining bed.

The old man closed his eyes and looked very kind, but it was a little scary to look at his bony body.

On the two beds, there is a silk thread in each.

Silk threads were tied around the wrists of both of them.

There were silver rays of light flashing on the silk threads, and these lights were basically transmitted from the noodle shop owner to the old man.

"What is this doing?" Wu Jin cautiously walked between the two of them to carefully observe the silk thread.

The silk thread was only as thin as a hair, and the silver light looked very powerful, and Wu Jin wanted to touch it with his hand.

"This is a sacrifice! The noodle shop owner is offering a sacrifice to the old man, and this method of sacrifice is ineffective unless he is of the same clan!" Xiao Jin looked at it.

Wu Jinleng paused, how could the owner of this noodle shop sacrifice to an old man, and the two were of the same clan, no matter how he looked at them, they didn't look like they were of the same clan.

Because the noodle shop owner has black hair, and the old man's hair is purple.

People here don't dye their hair unless it's ethnically specific.

And this is the difference between the old man and the noodle shop owner.

"Hmm!" Wu Jin was about to continue asking, but the noodle shop owner's lips moved.

"You're awake!" Wu Jin quickly stepped forward.

The noodle shop owner's eyes were slowly opening, and he and Wu Jin looked at each other.

"Why are you here?" the noodle shop owner was obviously surprised to see Wu Jin.

Wu Jin waved his hand and said, "Don't ask me why I'm here, tell me what's going on first!"

The noodle shop owner's mouth opened, and he sighed: "You better go, these things are not what you should know!"

"Do you know what you're doing?" Wu Jin couldn't believe the noodle shop owner would say.

He really suspected that the noodle shop owner had no idea what he was doing.

"I know, what I'm doing, I'm going to be fine, you better go, there are some things that you really shouldn't know!

In fact, the distance is just a wall, as if the eyes of the noodle shop owner can see the outside world through the wall.

"Surely you don't know what you're doing, I'm telling you, you're sacrificing, you know?" Wu Jin shook his head, he didn't believe what the noodle shop owner said.

The noodle shop owner, who was still looking into the distance, looked at Wu Jin unexpectedly: "Do you know that I am offering sacrifices? It seems that you know a lot!"

The noodle shop owner smiled bitterly, he never expected that Wu Jin would actually know what he was doing, which really surprised him.

"Well, I know this is a sacrifice, but I have something to do, so even if you know that I am a sacrifice, please don't stop me from continuing, otherwise it won't do you and your family, or even the entire Wind Spirit City!" the noodle shop owner closed his eyes and said lightly.

Wu Jin was confused, what was the noodle shop owner talking about? Could there be something strange in the middle?

"I can't stop you, but you're going to tell me why you're doing this!" Wu Jin said firmly.

No matter what the noodle shop owner said, he wanted to know what was going on in the middle that would affect the entire Wind Spirit City.

The surroundings were quiet, the noodle shop owner did not make a sound, and Wu Jin was still waiting for the noodle shop owner to explain.

There had been no sound for a long time, as if there was still no one around.

"Alas!" sighed between the two, who did not know who.

The voice is long and old, and it seems to be a winter that has not changed for thousands of years, and it is bitterly cold.

"Who!" Wu Jin heard that it was not the noodle shop owner's voice, and he immediately became vigilant.

"You're awake!" Wu Jin didn't wait for anyone else's answer, but waited for the voice of the noodle shop owner.

"Hmm, you know the owner of this voice!" Wu Jin looked around, and in addition to the old man who had not woken up, he and the noodle shop owner were left.

"He, didn't you see that?" said the noodle shop owner's eyes open.

"I saw it?" Wu Jin looked around, but he didn't see anyone.

"It's me!" the old man who was lying on the bed suddenly sat up.

Wu Jin was in good spirits, and immediately looked at the old man, and at the same time made a defensive posture.

"You don't have to be afraid, I have no malice!" The old man looked at his wrist and continued to sigh faintly: "I don't know how long I can hold on!"

"There's no way, there are fewer and fewer people like me now, and I can't sustain your life at all!" the noodle shop owner also sat up, looking very decadent.

"Haha, less is less, as long as you can live one day at a time, that's all!" the old man said and looked at Wu Jin.

"What are you talking about?" Wu Jin scratched his head in confusion.

"First of all, let me introduce myself, I am the city lord of Wind Spirit City, my name is Wind Spirit, you are a very interesting little guy, you can actually find here!" the old man smiled slightly, looking very kind.

"Are you the city lord? Isn't the city lord in the city lord's mansion? Why are you here, and you are also recruiting people to sacrifice, and what kind of dumb riddle were you playing just now?" Wu Jin looked at the old man, the old man was as thin as wood, and he didn't feel the strong aura on the old man's body.