Chapter 251: The Son of a Loser
"Little idiot, what are you doing stupidly?" Seeing me tilting my head, Beilin asked.
I wanted to count how many floors there are in this incense building, but the glazed tiles are so dazzling that I can't count them at all.
Beilin looked at me like a fool, and I withdrew my gaze.
"Go back, you should have seen enough of this fragrant building." I looked at Ming Beilin and urged, for fear that he would act rashly.
Instead of saying a word, he glanced around, and then walked to my right.
"That's not the way back?" I followed behind him, almost trotting, catching up with him.
As if he had a destination in mind, he bypassed the crowd of onlookers and entered another alley, and then I saw a black gate with a big word "gambling" written on the head of the door.
Moreover, there are two big men standing at the door.
When these two big men saw us approaching, they immediately looked me and Beilin up and down.
"Please!"
Suddenly, they shouted loudly, and I shuddered at the sound.
However, standing in front of this gate, I heard the voice shouting "big and small" inside, and there should be many people inside this black gate.
"Chu Xiyan, you are waiting for this Divine Monarch here." Shen Beilin didn't plan to take me in, but let me stay at the door of this gambling house.
"Huh? Can me? Before my words could be spoken, the black door was pushed open by two strong men, but there was another door inside the gate, and the door was written with "bet size" and "rules", this time the bet was five hundred taels, I hurriedly shouted at the underworld: "Shenjun, let's or?" ”
With a flick of his sleeve, he stepped over the threshold, and as he entered, the door closed again.
I stood at this door, extremely anxious in my heart, thinking that he was poisoned now and couldn't use magic, so winning or losing would be the same as ordinary people.
Master said that if you lose nine out of ten bets, it will always be the dealer who makes a profit.
With this in mind, I began to wander in front of the bank, worried.
Half an hour later, the door opened again, and Stygian walked out with his hands behind his back.
Because he has always been arrogant, and he always has a lukewarm expression on his face, I can't guess from his expression whether he lost or won.
"Divine Monarch? What happened to the Divine Monarch? I excitedly walked up to him and asked.
"In the future, outside, call me Childe." He said expressionlessly: "This is what everyone outside seems to call it that." ”
"Oh, it doesn't matter what you call it, what matters is, are you losing it all?" I stared at this "loser".
He glanced at me with some impatience: "Chu Xiyan, you still have the face to say that I am a fan of money, you are a fan of money, and your mouth is full of money." ”
"Forget it, it's all your money anyway, and you squander it, and I have nothing to say." I sighed and didn't ask again.
Beilin nodded: "That's right." ”
With that, he took me and walked straight towards the incense building.
The eight charming girls in front of the Xianglou saw us coming, and immediately walked in front of us, and then glanced at Ming Beilin and me, as if they thought we were new faces.
"Does Childe have a pass?" The girl who spoke had exquisite makeup and a graceful figure, and even this voice was as good as a yellow warbler.
The tone is full of delicateness.