Chapter Twenty-Four: Fighting and Weaving

Changsheng asked, "Then Zhu Xiucai agreed?" ”

"If you don't agree, those people will go to see what is going to be lively." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info "Fu Yan glanced at it and saw that there were still three steamed buns that he hadn't eaten, so he let Changsheng take them all away.

"Why don't you finish eating before leaving?" Changsheng thought that Fu Yan wanted her to take the buns on the road to eat, but the buns were not delicious when they were cold, so they had to be freshly steamed like this, so that the skin was soft and the meat filling was fresh.

Jiang Qu said with a smile, "So many people have gone to join in the fun, maybe the person we are looking for will also go." ”

They followed the crowd and entered a teahouse.

Sima Lu was tall, and Fu Yan asked him to recognize Ouyang Jing if he was not inside. Someone in the corner of the teahouse opened a bet, and it was this fight to promote weaving, whether Zhu Xiucai would win or the other party would win.

Jiang Qu flicked his fingers, counted the direction of the hour, and squinted at him, "What are you muttering?" ”

Jiang Qu said, "Uncle Shi, we don't have any entanglements. On weekdays, you can still rely on Luming, but I don't know if there is a Qianzhuang Inn of the Sima family in this place, isn't your old man still talking about taking precautions. I want to borrow some money from the God of Wealth, and I have to calculate whether I have the luck to make a windfall today. ”

Changsheng heard that Jiang Qu meant that he wanted to gamble money, so he shook his head and persuaded, "It's not good to gamble." "The previous judge lost the guide charm because of gambling, and she also participated in that time, and when she saw the judge's fate, she thought that she should learn from it, and remember not to get involved with these in the future.

Fu Yi Yi and strict education, "Hear, how can you gamble if you are a cultivator, if you are bumped into by fellow Taoists, it will damage the prestige of Yuxu." Fu Yan got closer to Jiang Qu, afraid that Changsheng would hear it, so he used the cover of the chaotic voices around him to whisper to Jiang Qu, "Go and see what the odds are." ”

Jiang Qu smiled and squeezed in.

Changsheng asked, "Where is Jiang Qu going?" ”

He replied, "Thatched house." ”

Sima Luming looked at all the people in the teahouse and said, "No." ”

"Wait, someone will come." ”

There was no vacant place in the teahouse, so they stood and waited for about half a stick of incense before they heard someone shouting outside, "Zhu Xiucai is here." ”

The people blocking the door made way for Zhu Xiucai to come in.

Changsheng saw that Na Xiucai was wearing a well-fitting satin, short and thin, and holding a clay pot in his hand, which should be the very valuable clay pot that the owner who sold the buns said. Zhu Xiucai was followed by a man, dark-skinned, ragged, and carrying a small cage in his hand.

Changsheng watched intently, the man noticed her gaze, his eyes glanced over, and saw that Changsheng was stunned for a moment, but quickly looked away again.

Sima Luming noticed, "Senior sister knows him. ”

Changsheng nodded, "That's Jin Gongzi's friend, let me throw the bottle." "She should be awake now, she just ate the buns, if the buns in the dream shouldn't be so real to the touch, then did she see Jin Gongzi's friend in reality?

She said that she dreamed too much, and sometimes the dream was real, which was really not easy to identify.

Sima Lu said, "Jin Hong's friend, immortal? ”

Fu Yan observed carefully, this mountain god who was not like the one who showed them the way that day, if it wasn't for Changsheng's words, he really couldn't detect it, and the immortal qi was not revealed at all. If so, it is probably not an ordinary little god.

Changsheng said, "That son gave me a fish, and I stewed it into fish soup, and the master drank it and said it tasted delicious." ”

Jiang Qu squeezed back and whispered in Fu Yan's ear, "Then Zhu Xiucai buys one and loses one, and the other buys one to accompany ten." He calculated, today's wealth is in the southeast, and the gambling table is just in the southeast of the teahouse, so it shouldn't be a bamboo basket to draw water, and then it depends on which side to bet on.

Fu Yan gave the rest of the money to Jiang Qu, "Bet on one and lose ten." ”

Jiang Qu saw that Fu Yan was sure, didn't he say that Zhu Xiucai's Jin Zhizhi had never lost, "Is it really betting on the other party?" ”

He nodded.

Jiang Qu continued to squeeze in.