Chapter 39: The Monk Who Qualms Gambling

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At this time, the sky has become dark, and the heavy snow has no momentum to stop, but the horses of this car are suffering, sneezing from time to time, and the night shimmers patting the horses. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Two hundred meters away, a moment to arrive, I saw the Longmen Inn four dragons flying phoenix dance words hanging on the plaque, at this time the Longmen Inn was brightly lit, with a squeaky sound, the door of the inn was slowly opened, the shop Xiao Er poked out his head, smiled at the night and said: "You are here, this time is to hit the tip or live in the hotel?"

In the same sentence, I have said it twice in succession, but I feel that it is not the same thing at all, and I can only say with a little indignation: "I'm always good at eating!"

The little two walked up with a smile.

"You go in and rest first, this horse is also strange and pitiful, it is all frozen, and it doesn't eat well at first glance, our Longmen Inn has enough hay, I will bring you the carriage in." ā€

Ye Shuo happily got out of the car, looked at Xiao Er and said, "It's troublesome." ā€

The little second had to sigh, led the carriage and left, turned his head without taking a few steps, and said meaningfully: "There are three unwritten rules in the Dragon Gate Inn, the first point is not to drink a wine glass that is not full. Second, when a pair of triangles is hung on the counter, there can be no one at the No. 3 table downstairs. Three, never ask why. ā€

After listening to this, Ye Shuo's expression changed in confusion, and she couldn't help but blurt out, "Why?"

The shopkeeper said with a smile on his face: "What did I just say, third, it's good that you didn't go in, don't have a next time, and if you're afraid, then don't go in, let's find another inn! At least there are no rules for us." ā€

Ye Shuo touched his chin with his hand, thinking about it, this Dragon Gate Inn is really not an ordinary place, it is very weird, a little interesting, since Bai He Jiu is drinking here, then he must also know the rules of this, then there will be no special danger, it's a big deal to ask him tomorrow.

So he raised his head, stretched his waist, and said to the shopkeeper: "If you don't dare, prepare a room for me, I'm too tired these days, I have to sleep well." ā€

The shopkeeper nodded, turned around and pulled the carriage to the backyard, Ye Shuo looked at the plaque of the Dragon Gate Inn, shook his head, raised his feet and stepped in, the warm breath came from the inn, making him very comfortable, and turned to look at the inn.

There are nearly twenty tables downstairs, made of boxwood, the front desk is a counter, the counter shopkeeper does not raise his head to play the abacus, his mouth is chattering from time to time, next to the counter is the staircase, leading to the guest room above, bright candlelight, so that the whole first floor is bright, the monk named quit gambling is leaning on the chair at this time and making a humming sound, a typical disease-free moan after eating and drinking, he went to the military department with Bai He Jiu, the entire first floor was left with a gambling monk and the shopkeeper, at this moment there is a man wearing a hat in the corner of the first floor, is holding a wine jug and drinking, silent, and a long knife with a sheath is placed on the tableFrom time to time, he tapped the scabbard with his hand, making a crisp sound, looking at it, Ye Shuo's face changed, he found that the sound of the knock was the same as the frequency of his heartbeat, and with the rapid sound of the knocking, his heartbeat became faster and faster, making his face full of blood, and he hurriedly turned his head away from looking at him, which eased down.

Master, he must have met a master, this Longmen Inn is so powerful for any person who eats wine, it is really not ordinary, just now Ye Shuo carefully observed, he had to fill the wine glass every time he drank, and even overflowed the wine, which made Ye Shuo look dazed, the first unwritten rule, do not drink wine that is not full, it seems that the shopkeeper is not playing with himself, and those who can drink and eat here should know this rule.

This made Ye Shuo's mind full of doubts, why can't you drink without a full wine glass? And what's so weird about the No. 3 table? Shen Nian and the fat man exchanged in the Yama Mark, but there was no result, really, I discussed with the fat man for Mao, and the fat man was a lazy ghost, which was in vain.

Placing the narrow knife in his hand on a table and chair, Ye Shuo couldn't help but get nervous as soon as he sat down, because when he sat down, he saw that the table number was three. Then he looked at the counter with apprehension, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately there was no triangle, otherwise he would have broken the rules on the first day he entered the inn, and it would have been miserable.

The shopkeeper came from the backyard at this time, put down a key and said, "This is your room key, on the fourth floor, what do you want to eat now?"

In such a strange scene, Night Shimmer was a little absent-minded, waved his hand and said, "Just more delicious food?"

The shopkeeper wiped the No. 3 table with a rag, and deliberately stayed on the number No. 3 for a while, Ye Shuo was helpless, there was no need to remind him so deliberately!Then he secretly looked around, and said in a low voice: "Do I want to change the table?"

Looking at Ye Shuo's somewhat nervous helplessness, the shopkeeper rolled his eyes and said, "You, in fact, you don't have to be too restrained, this is an inn, and we don't eat people, what should we do, as long as we abide by the rules." ā€

Looking at the expression of the shopkeeper, Ye Shuo couldn't help but be angry, crying with a sad face, it's not that you laughed so weirdly when you led the carriage, it hurt me a little cramped and uneasy, come on, this has not been a good thing since I came to God, first I was pitted, and now I am scared, do you say I am easy?

The shopkeeper didn't say much, just asked Ye Shuo to wait a while, the wine and food came up immediately, and Ye Shuo didn't care about whether he had it or not. At this moment, a voice of Amitabha Buddha came behind Ye Shuo.

The gambling monk clasped his hands together, bowed his head slightly to Ye Shuo and said: "This benefactor is full of red light, and the Yin Hall is shining, I think he will definitely have good luck recently, do you want to ask for a marriage here from the poor monk?"

Ye Shuo was forced to scold, and couldn't help but scold with a wry smile: "You are a monk who believes in my Buddha Rulai, how can you still learn the Taoist method, you see, am I so easy to deceive?"

Pointing to herself, Nightshimmer rolled her eyes as she watched the gambling monk roll her eyes.

"Uh...... I thought it was easy to deceive. The gambling monk smirked.

Nightshimmer was speechless, and at this moment his heart was damaged by 10,000 critical hits.

The monk grinned, touched his shiny head and said with a smile: "The donor who is joking, I just think that you are not a wicked person, so I came to talk to you." ā€

"Oh, where did you tell I'm not evil?" asked Nightshimmer with a smile in her eyes.

"You don't have the resentment of a revenant soul in you, but that knife has a strong smell of blood, how can a wicked person be like this?"

Ye Shuo's expression was slightly condensed and smiled: "Good nose, then what are you looking for me?"

The gambling monk sat down and said unhurriedly: "The poor monk wants to make a bet with the donor?"

This made Nightshimmer curious.

"Bet on what?"

"Bet you're going to kill three people in seven days. ā€

As soon as the killing word came out, Ye Shuo's eyes were slightly cold, and he couldn't figure out the thoughts of the monk in front of him.

"How to bet?"

"If one less person is killed, or one more person is killed within seven days, the poor monk loses, and the poor monk agrees to help the benefactor do something that does not violate morality and ethics, and vice versa. ā€

This made Ye Shuo suspicious, what the monk in front of him was going to do, and the content of the bet was so weird, it was not up to him to decide whether to kill or not, and besides, this is the god capital, and this kind of thing can be encountered at any time outside, but it is difficult to encounter this god, and I want to see what medicine is sold in this monk's gourd.

"Okay, I'll make this bet. ā€

Looking at Ye Shuo's determined expression, the monk who quit gambling smiled slightly, and at this time, the shopkeeper brought a table of food, which was very rich, and Ye Shuo couldn't help but move his index finger when he saw it.

The gambling monk's hands were slowly lowered, and his eyes were slightly bright, and he said, "The poor monk still has one more thing to do." ā€

The chopsticks he had just picked up couldn't help but put down, and Ye Shuo said impatiently: "If you have anything, just say it, I'm still hungry!"

The gambling monk raised his sleeves and said with a straight face: "The poor monk wants to be a friend of wine and meat with the benefactor." ā€

Nightshimmer said vigilantly: "What is a friend of wine and meat." ā€

I saw the gambling monk pick up the chopsticks in front of Ye Shuo, grinning, and his already sparse eyebrows seemed to fly.

"You give me wine and meat, and I give you friends. ā€

So in the anger of the night, a battle for food was staged at the Longmen Inn, chopsticks and chopsticks flew to each other, and the soup splashed on the tables and chairs around him, and the shopkeeper who watched it was heartbroken.

At the end of the fight, the two of them had big bellies, leaning back on the chair with a look of enjoyment, Ye Shuo kicked at the monk who quit gambling, and he could see that this monk was here to cheat and cheat, and he thought he was a master, and he didn't bet on it, it was all an excuse.

"Dead monk, you're really welcome!" said Nightshimmer, gritting her teeth.

The monk squinted his eyes and looked like he was about to die.

"What's politeness, can you eat it?"

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