Qiu Shishi looked serious as if he hadn't heard the laughter, and only sat down again dissatisfiedly, but he also whispered in shock: "Are you playing or not playing." ”

"Play, of course." With so much money, he has to win even if he wants to find a way, how can he not play.

Lao Dian wiped the cold sweat from his head, thinking that his eyes should have been in the sand just now, he was dazzled, and took the cards back in his hand, feeling that the back of his hand was a little itchy, so he scratched it with his other hand, he himself didn't pay much attention to it, and he didn't see the back of his hand that was gradually darkening.

"It's your turn." Seeing that he had not moved for a long time, the poet urged indifferently and impatiently.

"Okay, okay, right away, right away." The mouth should be answered, the old man was so anxious that he couldn't do it, his eyes didn't know what's wrong, from the beginning, he couldn't see the cards in his hand, all blurred, as if something was covered, but he could see the others clearly, proving that his eyes were fine.

But can he say this, saying that he can see everything and not see the cards? You'll think he's doing something, right?

He was so anxious that his head was covered with sweat.

There was no other way, he could only try to recognize the cards, and finally barely saw a seal, determined that it was the number he thought it was, and happily opened the cards.

Who knows, the dealer will judge him to lose with a fluttering word.

"No, how is that possible!"

He slapped the table in disbelief, pointed to his cards and retorted, and Qiu Shishi smiled coldly: "Take a good look, what kind of cards you are." ”

The old man hummed and lowered his head, he firmly believed that he was not mistaken, but when he looked down, he found that the cards became clear in his eyes, and he clearly saw the numbers on them and the symbols represented by the numbers.

It's too small a point!

"No, no, no, what I saw was clearly not like this......"

"Do you want to say that we didn't change your cards?" Qiu Shiren snorted coldly, "The card was released by yourself in your hand, and no one touched it during this period." ”

"I—I'm not, this, how ...... this?"

"Okay," Qiu Dafu didn't have the heart to listen to his defense, "If you lose, you lose, and it's time to pay your chips." ”

Lao Dian was stunned for a moment, only to remember that the chips he wanted to pay were just to promise the other party a condition, and suddenly relaxed again, although it was a pity that he couldn't get so much money from the other party, but he didn't have anything to lose.

He sat down again and scratched the back of his itchy hand again: "What do you want me to do?" ”

"It's simple." Qiu Shiren placed his palms crossed on the table, leaned forward, and stared at the old classic with a pair of deep dark eyes, the old classic didn't pay attention, but unconsciously looked at him like a fool and wouldn't move away, "I want you, never to step into any casino again, never to gamble again, once violated, you will be punished for your body." ”

Lao Dian was in a trance in the eyes of the poet Qiu, and then woke up: "Sir, aren't you joking with me anymore?" ”

"If you can't say yes, then pay double your bet."

"What, you said ...... clearly"

"Yes, I'm talking about you promising me a condition, but I'll let me make it, right?" The Qiu poet said calmly.

Lao Dian gritted his teeth, and finally said: "Okay, I promise you that I will not enter the casino and will not gamble." ”

Anyway, when the big boss leaves, whether he enters the casino or gambles, how can this person know? Even if the casino doesn't let him in, he makes an appointment with a card friend at his own home, can he manage it?

Thinking like this, Lao Dian agreed without the slightest burden in his heart, he felt that it was just casual talk, in his opinion, this big boss was very stupid, although the other party won, but it was such a big money, to ask him for such an unreliable condition.

Disdainful in his heart, Lao Dian didn't notice it at all, and the black on the back of his hand gradually penetrated into his skin.

"That's the best, I hope Mr. Dian can do what he says, otherwise ......" The unfinished words were contained in the mouth that seemed to be smiling.

Lao Dian hummed disdainfully, completely ignoring that the other party directly called out his surname, and left the table hatefully, secretly saying that tonight is really unlucky, and when this person is gone, it will be better to come back by himself, tsk.

Little did he know that he really didn't have a chance to come to the casino again, and he couldn't gamble any more.

In the future, as long as he wants to enter the casino, the back of his hand will begin to fester, painful and itchy, and when he looks at it again, the ulceration place looks like a bumpy human face, like a ghost face sore.

If he insists on entering the casino despite his own hands, the ulcer will slowly spread, spreading to the entire arm and then the body...... In fact, it doesn't need to go to the body, only to the arm is enough for him to be in pain and not care about gambling.

Even if he gives up gambling because he can't stand the pain, the ulcer on his arm will not heal immediately, but will heal slowly like a real wound.

He was forced to quit gambling, but his broken brain was broken, and he didn't cheer up, and in order to escape the pain and gambling addiction, he drank alcohol.

He is destined to be contaminated with the addiction he has always had, he is addicted to alcohol without gambling addiction, drunk and dreaming of death every day, occasionally waking up, thinking that his son is dead and his wife has run away, he is more and more reluctant to wake up, until one day he dies on the street.

Qiu Shiren naturally didn't know when he would die, he only knew that he couldn't avoid "addiction" in his life, and the final outcome was not, but he didn't tell Xiaodian what he meant, only said that his father would not gamble again in the future.

"Your wish, I helped you fulfill it," Qiu Shishi said to Xiao Dian unsympatheticly, "The bridge returns to the bridge, the road returns to the road, you should also go." ”

Xiaodian hesitated: "Then, can I go to see my mother again?" ”

"Your mother is very good," Qiu Shiren said, "although she does not have a rich life, she is still dead, and she will have a child in the future." ”

Xiao Dian lowered his head in frustration: "Oh." ”

"Your fate with her is over in this life, let's go."

"Hmm."

Qiu Shishi was in that private room, and the dealer had already been driven away, so he was here, sending Xiaodian below.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Ban Lan lying on the table, his chin propped up with his hands and his feet up, looking at him strangely.

"How?"

"Isn't there also a lot of souls left in the Yang Realm, and I haven't seen you take care of it."

Qiu Shishi sat down on the chair facing Ban Lan and pinched her cheek: "I'm sure you took care of it first." ”

After Ban Lan slapped his hand away, he said: "It's too weak, stay in the Yang Realm, he won't last long and it will dissipate, and now the Yin Difference is getting more and more muddy waters." ”

Seeing Ban Lan staring at him with that strange look again, he manually picked her chin: "Say whatever you want." ”

"That ......," Ban Lan asked tentatively, "I was weaker than that child since I woke up, why didn't you think about sending me to reincarnation?" ”

He didn't let her soul dissipate, nor did he let her reincarnate, he kept her by his side semi-forcibly, but he had a different face to other ghosts, it was really ...... It's too double-standard.

Qiu Shishi paused, his eyes immediately darkened, and there were faint signs of redness in the border of the black pupils: "You have me, who can bully you, and who dares to take you away?" ”

Probably this stimulated him, making him think back to the pain he thought he had lost, and the nerves that had eased up during this time burst again, and he pinched her chin: "Or do you want to go?" ”

"Of course not." Ban Lan propped himself up, regardless of his chin being pinched, he leaned over to him, no matter how out of control Qiu Shiren was, he wouldn't hurt her, let go of his hand, and let her kneel on the table and hug herself, "I won't leave you, I'll always pester you, all the time." "Until the soul dissipates.

He gently stroked her hair, obviously very gentle, but it seemed that he would pinch it hard in the next second: "You better remember what you said now." ”

He bent down and hugged her back, his chin resting behind her shoulder, and closed his eyes.

He endured it for a while, and it was not until the red at the bottom of his eyes faded that he opened his eyes again.

Ban Lan secretly grimaced, she didn't dare to irritate him anymore.

The real game begins.

Qiu Shiren took Ban Lan and the other guests who were going to participate in the game to the third floor.

Don't look at the city that never sleeps is very big, but there are not many people who can enter the third floor to play this game, money is one thing, and you have to have the ability to get a pass, and only thirty tickets are issued each game.

When Ban Lan knew how difficult it was to get this pass, she was quite proud of her state, she could go up without a pass or spend money.

Everyone was taken to the living room on the third floor, which was decorated in the eighties and nineties, with striped floors and woven sofas, which had the atmosphere of the last century.

Thirty people sat down one after another, and Qiu Shiren sat on a high chair in the corner, listening to the staff introduce today's game.

Today's game is called: Ghost Hunting!

Hearing this, Ban Lan's "heart" jumped, and he leaned closer to Qiu Shishi, who raised his eyebrows slightly and hugged Ban Lan.

The venue of the game is on the third, fourth, and fifth floors, and there are a total of thirty ghosts, just hide in any possible corner of the three-story building, find one, even if it is a point, the game time will be until five o'clock tomorrow morning, and whoever has the most points in the end will win.

And in these three floors, there are food, wine, beautiful women, the more popular gambling games in the gambling hall on the second floor, and even some private and pleasant things, as long as you can find them, you can still enjoy them, in short, the things in these three floors, you can touch them, if you can win the game, you can not only take away an item you like in it, but also make a request to the owner of this island.

But...... The staff explained at the end, each of them will be given thirty pieces of rune paper, when you find a ghost, use the rune paper to paste it, even if you catch it, accumulate one point, but when you find a ghost, that ghost may also counterattack you to avoid being caught by you, you may be injured, or you may die!

Ban Lan was very puzzled, she didn't quite understand, since she would die if she played this game, why did so many people still want to participate in this game, just to enjoy a night here, plus the condition proposed to the island owner?

She didn't dare to say that these thirty people were ordinary people, at least most of them were, capable people like Qiu Shishi, who didn't have to be afraid of any "ghosts" to fight back, but what about ordinary people?

After announcing the rules of the game, the staff left and signaled that everyone could start.

Some of the tourists, who were probably participating for the first time, looked at each other with a rather restrained face, but it seemed that some of them knew the inside story or had experience, and no matter the others, they proudly left the small parlor first, and then followed out.

walked almost one after another, and Ban Lan also followed the Qiu poet out.

After going out of the living room, which looks like a sense of age, there is a long, only light yellow light, the corridor is curved, and there is no end in sight.

The corridors are lined with rooms that are intertwined.

The door of the room was very heavy, and there was no sign posted outside the door, and I didn't know what was in the room, and the people who came out earlier were gone, and the people behind us were just looking, and someone tried to open the door, and found that the door was not locked, so they went in.

Ban Lan saw that these doors were all the same, so he chose one at random, and looked at the Qiu poet, who unscrewed the doorknob of the door without objection, pushed the door open and walked in.

There is nothing wrong with it, but there are many flowers, and they are all kinds of precious varieties of flowers, and the whole room is simply a sea of flowers, and it is really not easy to collect so many famous flowers.

However, although Ban Lan also thought that these flowers were very beautiful, it was just like that, and he was about to leave with Qiu Shishi, when he heard the door open again and someone came in.

The man's gaze was first locked in the room full of flowers, and his eyes straightened with astonishment, and then he couldn't even see the enemy rushing in, looking at a flower of unknown species, his eyes were fascinated, as if he had met the person he loved the most.

Ban Lan scratched his hair, wanting to pull the poet out, don't disturb people to fall in love with flowers.

Who knew that Qiu Shishi did not move, but turned around and walked towards another flower that was also very beautiful.

What's going on, he also has a crush on flowers?

Ban Lan was startled, and floated on his back with a sense of crisis, pulling his hair and then pulling his ears: "What are you doing, there are flower essences here, isn't it?" ”

"I don't know if there are any flower spirits, but do you remember what our mission in this game is?"

"Huh?" Ban Lan was stunned for a moment before remembering, "Ghost hunting? ”

Qiu Shiren pulled the corners of his mouth and stretched out his hand towards a flower, as if he was going to pluck the flower, Ban Lan listened to his words, although he was still pulling his hair, but he didn't stop it, only looked at it curiously.

But before the poet could touch the flower, the man who had just come in ran over: "What are you doing, what do you want to do?" ”

He stood in front of the flower: "This is a precious and rare mutated phalaenopsis!" ”

Qiu Shishi glanced at him coldly, pushed it away, and continued to stretch out his hand towards the flower, the man came sideways to block it, and shot at Qiu Shishi, Qiu Shiren twisted his eyebrows, pressed the man's shoulder, and took into account that he was an ordinary person, and without much strength, he smashed the man out with an over-the-shoulder fall.

Qiu Shiren is not a person who loves flowers, he is a person, to put it bluntly, a bit vulgar, a big man, enjoying flowers or something, it's just hehe, and this house is full of flowers, this fall, Qiu Shiren didn't deliberately pick up the place, so he hit several pots of flowers.

At this moment, the man who loves flowers is crazy, and he has to fight hard with the poet Qiu, picking up the fragments of the porcelain basin after it was broken, and stabbing it at the back of the poet Qiu.

Even though he knew that Qiu Shiren would not be hurt by such a person, Ban Lan still floated down from behind Qiu Shishi, turned to face the man, and when the man rushed to him, the anger made her figure flash and was seen by the man.

"Ghosts, ghosts!"

The man retreated in horror, wanting to run but reluctant to let go of the flowers here, and then thought of the current game, he didn't think that there was really a ghost, just estimated what technology caused the flash, because Ban Lan was fleeting, he aimed at Qiu Shishi: "You are a ghost!" ”

He took out the talisman paper and was about to paste it on the enemy's poet.

Qiu Shishi was really angry, and then unceremoniously slashed him unconscious with a knife, and then said to Ban Lan: "Be careful here, don't be seen again, among the people involved in this game, there are a few people who have the ability to hunt ghosts, don't be taken away as one of the thirty ghosts." ”

Ban Lannono rubbed next to him, pursed his lips and smiled flatteringly, and when the dead were angry, they must follow his hair.

He snorted and didn't push Ban Lan away, but his face was so cold that Ban Lan secretly shivered: "What, aren't you going to catch ghosts?" ”

Qiu Shiren glanced at her, didn't say anything, and continued to stretch out his hand towards the pot of phalaenopsis just now, grabbed the rhizome, and then pulled it up with the soil, and Ban Lan found that there was a wooden box under the flower pot.

The lid of the wooden box and the closure of the box were connected with a charm, and when Ban Lan saw it, the charm illuminated her, and it was actually a charm to suppress ghosts, but fortunately, there was a hated poet in front of her.

Immediately, the wooden box was picked open by the Qiu poet, and the spell was naturally broken, only to see a cloud of black gas float out, and the black gas soon formed a human form, a particularly ugly-looking male evil ghost who was completely incompatible with the beautiful flowers here rushed towards Ban Lan first, and actually wanted to devour Ban Lan.

Ban Lan quickly retreated, and the evil ghost approached at a more violent speed, and strangely, the Qiu poet did not move, allowing the evil ghost to force Ban Lan.

I saw Ban Lan's hand, and Otogi appeared in his hand, stabbing at the center of the demon's eyebrows, and the evil ghost was too strong because of the momentum, even if he found out that something was wrong, he didn't have time to avoid it.

Otogi quickly transferred the energy of the evil ghost into Ban Lan's body, and after the evil ghost gradually weakened, Ban Lan pulled out Otogi, and then Qiu Shishi pasted the assigned rune paper on the head of the evil ghost.

The demon groaned twice and turned into a black ball pendant, the size of a thumb nail, symbolizing that the enemy had scored a point.

After Ban Lan closed her eyes, her soul body faintly condensed a little, but it didn't look very obvious.

From the moment she saw the evil ghost, she understood the purpose of Qiu Shishi's real purpose in bringing her here, if she had to rely on ghost cultivation to cultivate a little bit, she didn't know when she would be able to condense the entity, but she had a unique physique, and there was Otogi connected to her, this was to let her absorb some of the ghost qi and energy of the evil ghost, so as to enhance herself.

Since she is an evil ghost, she must have committed sins, and because the characteristics of Otogi will not really dissipate them, she is not afraid to add her own sins, but the previous justice of the poet will not let her do such a thing.

Now, she doesn't care about anything, as long as she's good.

Qiu Shiren waited for Ban Lan to open his eyes and walked over: "How is it?" ”

Ban Lan smiled: "It's good." By the way, the thirty ghosts mentioned in this game are real ghosts, huh? I thought it was a human being. ”

"Hmm."

"However, this organizer actually uses real ghosts to make games, who is this?" The more Ban Lan thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

"Actually, this time I came over, and it was a task from the union."

"Huh?"

Qiu Shiren said: "Recently, when several forces or families learned that there were evil ghosts above the level to be eliminated, every time they arrived, they found that the evil ghosts there were gone, and only the remaining ghost qi remained. You should know that many evil spirits will be trapped in one place, some don't want to leave, and some can't leave. ”

Ban Lan nodded: "And then?" ”

"If there is a place where all the demons and above are gathered, or if someone collects the demons one after another, do you think it will be a trivial matter?"

"Is it possible that someone rushed in front of them to destroy the evil spirits, maybe it was some hidden ghost hunting master who was not known?"

"Impossible, whether the ghost is destroyed or not, it can be perceived in a short time, since there is still ghost energy left in those places, it means that the evil ghost left not long ago, since it was not perceived to be destroyed, it can only be taken away."

"Oh, so you think it has something to do with the island?"

"It's a coincidence.,Some time ago, a friend.,Brought his ghost to this island to play.,And then found that the aura of this island is very strange.,Before entering the island.,I didn't find any problems.,After entering the island.,But it can make the ghosts feel very depressed.,The little song before.,He died with resentment.,And a strong obsession with his father and mother.,It stands to reason that he shouldn't be so fragile.。 My friend, after noticing that the aura here was wrong, secretly investigated, halfway, the ghost he raised disappeared, and cut off contact with him, you also know some information about raising ghosts, you should know what this represents. ”

Raising ghosts is divided into two categories, just like demons are divided into good demons and evil demons, just like me and the hated poet, to a certain extent, I am now also a ghost raised by the hated poet, which is similar to accompanying each other, although most of them are also master and servant relationships, but the Lord can provide the ghost he raises with the opportunity to cultivate the ghost, and for the raised ghost, it is actually mutually beneficial.

The other is what Pei Xin used to be, needless to say, everyone knows what it is.

The ghost that the poet Qiu said about his friend is the first kind, and if the connection is broken, either the ghost is destroyed, or someone has a higher morality than this friend and forcibly cuts off the connection, but no matter what, it will damage the ghost and that person.

"My friend found some secrets in order to find his ghost, but he was hunted down and killed because of this, if it weren't for the magic weapon to save his life, he would have died long ago, and it would be impossible to tell him about it. Combined with some other clues, my friend set up a mission in our guild to find his ghost and help him avenge him, and I thought that if such a ghost was really stabbed here, maybe you could use it in turn, so I took this mission. ”

Otherwise, the fox would have taken it.