In the noisy casino, a large round table was full of people, and Jiang Zhenyuan sat in the middle.

He "snapped" and threw down a pile of money, scratched his face and jumped up irritably, "Today, the master is not lucky, wait for me to go out and let go of the bad luck, come back and fight again, don't run away, you guys." ”

A few people at the table smiled and said, "Don't dare, don't dare, you must wait for Master Jiang to come back." ”

Jiang Zhenyuan walked out of the casino door angrily, cursing a few words viciously, it was considered unlucky, and he was about to go back, he frowned, no, if you go back and lose again, the money is nothing, and my face will be lost.

Jiang Zhenyun touched his chin and pondered for a while, that's right! It's better to worship the God of Wealth and ask for good luck. As soon as he said to leave, he asked the owner of a nearby winery.

"You ask the God of Wealth Temple, hey, there may only be a Temple of Wealth in the south of the city that is not closed at this hour, but that place is very remote, and you have to pass through a mass grave."

Jiang Zhenyuan felt a chill down his spine, "Mass grave." ”

"If you're afraid, don't go."

Jiang Zhenyuan's face flushed, "Who said that the master is afraid, the ghosts and gods say, I don't believe the master." Hum! He turned and drove straight to the south of the city.

The boss said to himself, "If you don't believe in ghosts and gods, why do you still worship the God of Wealth?" ”

It was dusk, and it was getting dark. Although there is no curfew system in this dynasty, most of the ordinary people in the capital are not used to going out at night, and the population in the south of the city is the most sparse.

Jiang Zhenyuan walked all the way over, and only saw four or five people in a scattered manner, looking like playboys going to the Cuiyan Pavilion, Jiang Zhenyuan's eyes were full of contempt when he looked at them.

"Not doing business!"

Dare to worship the God of Wealth in the middle of the night in order to win a bet is a glorious thing.

When I was about to walk to the Temple of Wealth, I really saw a mass grave. Under the moonlight of Bai Sensen, the piles of protruding graves are particularly terrifying.

Jiang Zhenyuan swallowed his saliva and felt a little cold in his neck. He shuddered and ran as fast as he could.

"I was crazy to come to this place."

Fortunately, there was still some candlelight in the God of Wealth Temple, which calmed Jiang Zhenyuan's fluttering heart. Suddenly, a shadow flashed, and a gust of wind swept through.

Jiang Zhenyuan was so frightened that he almost jumped up, "··· Who? ”

Only the sound of the wind.

Jiang Zhenyuan patted his head, "You are Jiang Zhenyuan who is not afraid of heaven and earth!" How did you become a coward? ”

He took a deep breath, looked up at the God of Wealth with a happy face, and said reverently: "Disciple Jiang Zhenyuan, he has repeatedly missed in the casino today, and he is very faceless. I hope Grandpa Fortune can bless me to win every time and become a winning general in the casino. He kowtowed.

"Ahem."

A light cough frightened Jiang Zhenyuan to sit directly on the ground, he subconsciously moved a few steps back, raised his eyelids slightly and looked around, he licked his lips, and asked in a trembling voice: "Who?" ”

Another voice sounded, "I helped you win money, what do you give me in return?" ”

Jiang Zhenyuan's eyes widened, and he clearly saw that it was the God of Wealth who was talking! Mother, I'm not dreaming.

Jiang Zhenyuan relieved himself, straightened up and knelt on the ground, "The disciple is willing to give you all the money." ”

"Okay, pay the money first and then do the work, you put the money on the tribute platform, and then leave."

"Yes, yes." Jiang Zhenyuan took out all the money on his body, bent over and turned around, and after stepping out the door, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became.

"Why does this immortal have to pay first, and how is that voice just now... Like a woman? Jiang Zhenyuan felt strange in his heart, and went back again.

As soon as I arrived at the door, a burst of laughter reached my ears, mixed with the girl's voice, "Hahaha, coward, you can believe it, oh the money is too easy to make, hahaha, you can go buy delicious food." ”

Jiang Zhenyuan walked behind the statue suspiciously, only to see a girl in blue dressed in tatters sitting on the ground, smiling from ear to ear, with a pair of small eyes smiling, and what she was holding in her arms was the money he put up!

"You dare to lie to me?" Jiang Zhenyuan's eyes widened angrily.

The girl looked at him fearlessly, "Who lied to you?" ”

"And where did the money come from?"

"The God of Wealth gave it to me." She clutched the money and giggled again.

"Damn! Dare to lie to me, see if I don't clean you up. Jiang Zhenyuan rushed up to grab the girl, and the girl dodged lightly.

I saw her smile slyly at Jiang Zhenyuan, pointed her finger at the shrine, and shouted, "Get up!" ”

The shrine actually flew straight towards Jiang Zhenyuan, and Jiang Zhenyuan exclaimed, "You, monster." He narrowly avoided it, and the shrine slammed against the door.

"You are the monster, I am the night witch of the cool country." Rong Xian'er stood on the head of the God of Wealth with her arms outstretched, her long hair flying like ink.

"Qi Liang Country?" Jiang Zhenyuan remembered the illusion performance a few days ago.

He boldly said: "Master doesn't care what kind of white witch and night witch you are, if you lie to the master, you will be a liar." ”

"How did I lie to you, you took the initiative to give me the money." Rong Xian'er blinked.

A monk ran in through the back door, and when he saw the shrine under the door, the monk shouted, "Sin, sin." ”

The monk glared at the two of them, "You, and you!" What are you doing standing so high! Give it down to me, you are blasphemy, sins, sins. The monk said with a red face, "Go, you get out of here!" While kneeling down and pleading guilty to the gods and Buddhas.

Rong Xian'er scratched her head and jumped down, a little embarrassed, and ran out of the temple, Jiang Zhenyuan followed closely behind her.

Out of the temple gate, Rong Xian'er put the money into a cloth bag. Jiang Zhenyuan stretched out his hand from her side to grab it, and the two fought again.

Rong Xian'er refers to what to fly, Jiang Zhenyuan's martial arts are not bad, and they can all dodge. He approached Rong Xian'er and quickly grabbed her shoulder.

Jiang Zhenyuan glared at her angrily, and suddenly a discordant voice ruined the tense atmosphere.

Jiang Zhenyuan was suspicious, "What sound?" ”

Rong Xian'er lowered her head, "Oh, it's my stomach that's screaming." ”

"How long has it been since you eaten?"

"Two days, I just wanted to steal a tribute, but you came." Rong Xian'er rubbed her stomach.

"You're so good, why don't you move the food from the street in front of you?"

"The national teacher doesn't allow us to use witchcraft at will, and if we are discovered, I will be arrested."

"And you just now?"

Rong Xian'er hooked her hand, "This is a secret, I'll whisper to you, you come here." ”

Jiang Zhenyuan rolled her eyes and approached Rong Xian'er.

Rong Xian'er lowered her voice, "I found that the Qi of the Gods and Buddhas can cover up our witchcraft, so that the national teacher will not be able to detect it. She raised her little fist and cheered, "Yay! I'm so smart, where is there a night witch as smart as me. ”

"The gods are chattering, and the master doesn't believe it." Jiang Zhenyuan looked her up and down, "What kind of night witch, dressed like a flower child, don't want this money, take it to buy some food." ”

Jiang Zhenyuan stopped looking at her and left in style.

Rong Xian'er held the money in the cloth bag, hesitated for a moment, smiled, and trotted to follow. "Hey." She ran in front of Jiang Zhenyuan.

"Do you want to fight?"

"No, I took your money and I'm willing to help you."

"Do you really think of yourself as the God of Wealth?"

"Trust me, I won't lie to you this time." Rong Xian'er looked at Jiang Zhenyuan seriously.

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Jiang Zhenyuan looked at Rong Xian'er who was gobbling up with a shocked face, she had already eaten three bowls of noodles.

"Delicious!" Rong Xian'er held the bowl and made a snorting sound.

"Slow down, no one will rob you." Jiang Zhenyuan stroked his forehead, he really had never seen anyone hungry like this, and this is just the most ordinary noodles, is it so delicious?

Rong Xian'er put down the bowl with satisfaction, "Wow, it's really delicious." She wiped her mouth with her hand.

"I don't care about my image than me." Jiang Zhenyuan pouted.

"That's it! You give me money and invite me to eat such delicious noodles, I must help you. ”

"Let's go! Go to the casino! Rong Xian'er said.