The crowd dispersed, revealing Jin Zihui's chic and elegant shadow, just like when Chen Linci followed Bai Fengnian to the Changle Gang for the first time when he met him, his temperament was striking, and he didn't look like a big brother in the underworld with blood on his hands, but like a weak scholar.

In this respect, Jin Zihui and Chen Linci are actually very similar, but Chen Linci's scholarly anger mostly comes from his poor temperament and the sackcloth and thin board when he was in Linxi City, while Jin Zihui has the kind of gentle temperament like jade, and a little more majesty of the superior.

It's a pity that no matter how outstanding Jin Zihui's temperament is, he has to lower his arrogant head in the face of the poor and sour young Chen Linci at this moment.

The crowd dispersed, Chen Linci and Jin Zihui took a face-to-face, and an awkward atmosphere filled the alley.

As early as when he entered the Changle Gambling House in Changle Lane, Chen Linci doubted whether this gambling house was an industry under the name of the Changle Gang, but he didn't think that these things would happen later, so he didn't investigate clearly.

His original purpose was just to meet the manager of the gambling house and ask about Hu Sen's situation, and he didn't want to gamble for money, let alone rely on this to win money, but everything went on so naturally when he entered the gambling house, which caused this embarrassing situation now.

The little minions of the Changle Gang had already quietly surrounded Chen Linci, Jin Zihui looked at the familiar face in front of him, and said with a wry smile: "If you are short of money, you can tell me that a cultivator in the hall ran to his own gambling house to gamble money, what is this." ”

Chen Linci looked at Jin Zihui embarrassedly and said: "I didn't come here to gamble for money, but I have other important things to do, and this is not a suitable place to chat, you see......"

After that, he looked at the crowd around him, motioned to Jin Zihui to let them step down, and then found a quiet place to talk in detail.

Jin Zihui beckoned everyone to stand down, and then ordered someone to send Wu Laogou, who was lying unconscious on the ground in the gambling house, and those strong men to the hospital, and then went up to the attic to find a quiet place to sit down.

The minions of the Changle Gang who followed Jin Zihui were shocked and a little stunned, most of them have been in the Changle Gang for many years, and they know how ruthless the gang leader is, and there will be revenge, if it was in the past and this situation, that young man would be half disabled even if he didn't die at the moment, why did the gang leader uncharacteristically get so close to him, and even a trace of ...... Obey?

Chen Linci didn't care about what the minions guarding outside the gambling hall were thinking, he looked at Jin Zihui across the table, smiled awkwardly, and said: "I heard that Hu Sen, that old thief, had come here to gamble with the guy in charge for a long time before he conspired with Jiang Shujie to kill the national teacher, so he wanted to come over to ask the manager of this gambling house what was going on, but there was a misunderstanding in the middle, and it became the embarrassing situation now." ”

Jin Zihui lifted the teapot on the table and poured a cup of good one

Biluo took a sip and said with a smile: "If you want to find the manager of this gambling house, you shouldn't come over to embarrass Wu Laogou, you should ask yourself." ”

Chen Linci reacted at this time, when he first appeared in the world, he took advantage of the situation to take the Changle Gang under his name, so if he really counted the steward of the Changle Gambling House, he really had to count it on his head Chen Linci in the end.

The more he thought about this, the more embarrassed he felt, and he could also hear Jin Zihui's dissatisfaction with beating Wu Laogou and the others like that, so he had to whisper: "You didn't tell me a list of what industries are under the Changle Gang, how do I know who the boss behind this gambling house is." ”

Jin Zihui was speechless when he heard this: "Is it more obvious to use the two names of Changle Lane Changle Gambling House?"

Chen Lin was speechless, he also knew that his brother was seriously injured in this matter, and Jin Zihui must have been very uncomfortable in his heart, so he didn't want to touch this brow.

Jin Zihui drank three cups of Biluo tea in a row, and then sighed and said: "Regarding Hu Sen's coming to Changle Gambling House to gamble after entering Yingtian City, the old dog also told me, if you have any questions, just ask me directly." ”

Chen Linci pondered for a moment and asked in a low voice, "What is Hu Sen's strength?"

"Wu Laogou is not a person from the cultivation world, but he is also fortunate to meet the National Teacher, he said that Hu Sen's strength is not as high as that of the National Teacher, but he doesn't know how many times stronger than the National Teacher, as if he doesn't take human life as a matter at all. ”

"And what is Hussen's temper?"

"Moody, the speed of turning faces is much faster than turning a book. ”

"Nahussen...... What does it look like?"

He often carried the small wooden sword on his back, and hung a wine gourd around his waist, this time he escaped from the Qingyang Palace, and took away the little black donkey of the divine beast in the palace, Hu Sen was clothed all day long, and few people had seen his appearance, but fortunately, he tied his long hair after coming to Yingtian City, so when the old dog gambled with him, he had seen his appearance. ”

"Tell me about it. ”

The old dog said that it was the most vicissitudes of life he had ever seen, but it did not look like the face of an old man, and he looked only thirty or forty years old. ”

......

......

Hu Sen is a Taoist uncle of the same generation as Master Yang Xiudao and Chen Ziwang Chen, although he is definitely younger than the National Teacher, but it is impossible to be only thirty or forty years old.

Chen Linci didn't ask for any substantive news on this trip, and he didn't expect a gambling house to bring him many surprises, he just wanted to inquire clearly, from the time he left Linxi City to go to Mangcang Mountain, to the time when Master Yang Xiudao returned to the Star Sea outside the White Tiger Gate, what happened in Yingtian City.

He was full of hatred for the guy named Hussen, and along with hatred was endless curiosity, and the art of war said that only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated. He wanted to find out about Hussen

After his wings were full, he went to Mangcang Mountain to take his life to comfort Master Yang Xiudao's spirit in the sky.

The night is full of stars.

The Changle Casino, which has always been open all night, closed its doors this morning, and after Chen Linci said goodbye to Jin Zihui, he left Changle Lane and came to the streets of Yingtiancheng.

The city is still so prosperous, the streets are crowded with people, not inferior to half a minute in the day, the night is a quiet time, although there are many people on the street, but it does not seem noisy, Chen Linci bought some special snacks in Yingtian City at the roadside stall, ready to enjoy this beautiful night scene.

It has been more than half a year since he came to Yingtian City alone, and it is ridiculous to say that in most of the time, he has never visited the night market of Yingtian City.

In the distance, the Qingxi River is full of pleasure boats and painting boats, there are dignitaries drinking and having fun on it, there are countless small workshops lined up on both sides of the river, and a blind old lady plays a sad and distant erhu song.

Chen Linci walked over and threw a silver ingot of more than ten taels, his voice was very soft, and he didn't let the old lady find out, so he walked to the bridge and found a boatman to rent a good painting boat.

These dozens of miles of Qingxi River is a grand scene in Yingtian City, there are not only small workshops on the riverside, the painting boat swims forward, you can also see dozens of green building places, the lights are bright all night, those girls who are the flower season are wearing looming, dressed up in the flower branches, standing in front of the riverside window, holding the painting fan in the hand to cover half of the face, from time to time to say hello to the familiar nobles on the painting boat, the words are full of lightness.

Qinglou is taking advantage of this to attract customers, and it is not said that it is the painting boat of Qingxi River that has made their business, or they have achieved the reputation of Qingxi River painting boat, in short, all this seems to be so harmonious, and the world has become a beautiful scenery in Yingtian City.

Chen Linci sat alone in the middle of the painting boat, drank a few sips of peach blossom brew, and looked at the fireworks outside the painting boat, but his heart was filled with a deep sense of loneliness.

A great poet said in the previous dynasty that in the world of life, suddenly like a traveler from afar. Chen Linci now lives in Yingtian City, the most prosperous city in the Great Chu Kingdom, but he has always felt that he is just a hurried pedestrian in the city, and he can't find the slightest sense of belonging.

This feeling began to become stronger and stronger after knowing the news that Master Yang Xiudao's soul had returned to the Star Sea.

In his opinion, everything in this city was strange and fresh, except for the Starry Night Academy and the National Teacher's Mansion that had his brief memories, nothing else could make him feel intimate.

Chen Linci has always been a very nostalgic person, although he is in Yingtian City, but his heart has always been in the small city on the side.

In a few days, it will be the anniversary of the drunkard old Taoist priest, maybe he should go back to Linxi City to see if the storyteller in the teahouse is still tough, and look at Dou Xu

How are they doing, of course, in the end, what they want is to go to the drunkard old Taoist priest to worship and see if there are all the weeds growing in front of his grave.

He thought so, but he didn't put his mind into the position of the painting boat, so he let it go, and the painting boat soon floated along the water to the most prosperous section of the river in the distance.

Ten miles of rouge, dyed red Qingxi River.

This is the most prosperous fireworks place in Yingtian City, the coast is full of green buildings, the scenery is picturesque, the woman in the painting is like a painting in the painting, a thousand kinds of charm and softness, attracting countless light and thin scholars to mouth indecent eyes on the painting boat, making the woman upstairs cover her mouth and laugh.

Chen Linci was not moved, he couldn't talk about delays to these women who were in the dust, but he didn't want to have any intersections, so he didn't even look at those women, he only cared about drinking and thinking about what was in his heart.

The painting boat swam forward, originally at a uniform speed and steadily, but at a certain moment suddenly a muffled sound stopped, Chen Linci put down the wine glass in his hand and lifted the white veil to see that it had collided with another ship.