"Stand here and don't move, I'll see what happens."

Meng Fan took out a yellow talisman from his arms.

The Samadhi True Fire Talisman drawn by Master Zhong Fabai.

Frankly speaking, all kinds of magic weapons and rune paper carried by Qiusheng, combined with this talisman, as long as he does not die by himself, he can keep everyone safe.

"Senior brother, then you ......"

Qiusheng wanted to speak and stopped.

"Don't follow me, if you don't come back for too long, you wait until daytime, and then take someone back to find your uncle immediately."

After the words fell, Meng Fan walked quickly towards the corpse inn that suddenly appeared, looking very confident.

After all, he had a talisman in his hand.

At the moment of crisis, Emperor Guan can't even protect himself? Are you kidding.

Anyway, Meng Fan is not afraid of danger, but he never fights unprepared battles.

Seeing his senior brother step into the fog alone and drift away, Qiusheng sighed in his heart, he wanted to know what strange scenes were in this building that suddenly appeared.

Next to him, Ah Wei was not curious, and urged Qiusheng to hurry up and send everyone something for self-defense.

"Lu, Lu, Lu!"

"Pheasant, pheasant, pheasant!"

Approaching the mysterious stone building, Meng Fan heard a clearer voice, and a word came to his mind:

Hulu drinks pheasants.

Overhead, two large red lanterns hung high.

The door was boiling.

Squeak.

The wooden door was pushed open.

Once Meng Fan became curious, it was difficult to turn back, and his instinct did not send any warning.

Now I have all the preparations, if I don't have the courage to explore the unknown, what else can I ask for!

"Open!" "Stop!"

"Lao Tzu won, quickly bring the deed, ten Yin soldiers."

The sound of slapping the table, whirring, and the sound of dice shaking and colliding is endless.

"Where do the guests come from?"

There was a sad laugh from the left.

A paper man in Tsing Yi with a blush salutes.

In Meng Fan's opinion, this salute is also strange, his hands are clasped, although the paper man has no heart, he still presses it on his chest.

"Deceived Kangxi"

However, the meaning is understandable, undoubtedly to show friendship, otherwise, it is necessary to put your hand to your heart?

"Maoshan disciple."

Meng Fan didn't know this ceremony, but he didn't have stage fright, and responded directly with his fists.

In fact, the paper man is a forked hand salute, requiring the forked hand to not leave the square inch (another name for the heart of the ancients), which is a very popular etiquette in the Tang Dynasty, the Five Dynasties, and the Song Dynasty.

No, Meng Fan, who is from a modern era separated by thousands of years, saw this etiquette, and knew that people were expressing friendliness to themselves.

"It turned out to be a positive one."

The paper man laughed constantly: "This place was originally a place for corpse chasers to rest, but it was abandoned in the Daoguang period, and my master came to be interested, asked Yin Si to come over, and set up a gambling house. ”

"Do you want to come and play?"

The round eyes were pitch black, without the slightest whites, and they looked strange.

"I won't bet on it."

Meng Fan replied truthfully, his tone was calm, but he secretly said in his heart:

?

It's no wonder that this group of old ghosts on the gambling table, seeing that they were wearing apricot yellow robes, didn't react at all, and they didn't bother to lift their buttocks.

It turned out that the relationship between the owners of this place was extremely hard.

As the saying goes: the background is all over the place.

If you have the ability to lean against the yin, that's about the same, and you can't take it lightly.

What's more, the ghosts sitting here and playing are more and more difficult than the other, and female ghosts of the Qing Dynasty who are cultivated like Dong Xiaoyu are only worthy of serving tea and pouring water.

"Little brother, come, a certain family will teach you."

"Although the vicissitudes of life, the quintessence of the country cannot be lost, and the general is just short of people at this table."

A burly man in a quaint armor waved his hand, and the two people sitting with him, dressed as old peasants and literati respectively, happened to have an empty seat.

"Since it's a gamble, there has to be a win or a loss, right?"

One is not smoking, the second is not drinking, and the third is not gambling.

This kind of good man is talking about Meng Fan.

However, playing dice with a group of ghosts with mysterious origins is also novel.

He didn't show his timidity, and walked over and sat down, looking at the three ghostly gamblers.

"We won't accept your life."

The ghost general stretched out his big slap and patted Meng Fan on the shoulder: "Relax." ”

"Inheritance, don't."

The old farmer smiled honestly and added: "The Taoist priest of Maoshan is the most difficult, beating the small one, and coming to the old one." ”

"In addition, all magic weapons are accepted, and Maoshan jade pendants are also required." The literati's tone was clear, and he said lightly: "Of course, we will also come up with the equivalent that is unanimously recognized by everyone. ”

Respect Maoshan, don't do things absolutely, and at the same time are not very afraid, even dare to accept the inheritance that symbolizes the identity of Maoshan disciples.

One thing to say, Meng Fan became more and more curious about the origin of this group of ghosts.

"How to play?"

"It's so simple."

Qiusheng and the others, who were guarding in the distance, never thought that the senior brother had a serious face in the past, but he ended up playing dice, more precisely, called:

Gogi.

Similar to ginkgo, it is square in the middle, with two pointed ends, each of which is dyed black on both sides and white on both sides, some with a "calf" (calf) figure carved on some black surfaces, and some white faces with "pheasant" (pheasant) figures.

Five pieces are dealt in each position, and ten permutations and combinations can be rolled.

Lu: The five woods are all black, and there are sixteen chips.

Pheasant: Two pheasants and three black, counting fourteen chips.

Calf: Two calves and three whites, counting ten chips.

White: All five woods are white, counting eight chips.

These four are called Guicai, and there are also six kinds of miscellaneous colors: open, stopper, tower, bald, pouting, and pounding.

The rules are really simple.

There are a few tables next to it that are also playing this, and there are other ways to play, what is the hall seal, blue oil, wine star...... I have to sigh that this group of scary old ghosts can really play.

"Little Taoist, your first time playing, let's make a bet first, let's watch and take care of the juniors."

Is this to test the thickness of our family?

Meng Fan guessed in his heart, and took out a stack of rune paper from his arms, the top of which was the Divine Rune.

Looking at the divine name of Emperor Guan Sheng, the three old ghosts at the same table were worried in their hearts, and they all said in unison:

"Please don't accept the runes."

"Okay." Meng Fan put it away.

He wasn't stupid enough to gamble with a talisman with the name of the emperor and god, because it was purely a ruined impression.

"A golden talisman."

Looking at this formation, it is the background of Yin Si, and it is a thousand-year-old ghost, and ordinary corpse suppression talismans and Liujia evil talismans can't be on the table at all.

Meng Fan simply took out the Samadhi True Fire Talisman that he had just drawn with cherished materials as a color head.

"Not bad." The ghost will evaluate seriously.

Then, he raised his hand and took off the shoulder shield of the black tiger-headed beast on his arm, and introduced: "When he was in the battle of the Great Food, when he besieged Talas City, he personally beheaded more than 30 levels, and the evil spirit was strong, and he could suppress all evils. ”

It is really an inexplicable paradox for a ghost general to say that his shoulder pads can suppress all evils.

But the amount of information revealed in the words is not small.

Big food? It seems to be the Tang Dynasty's peculiar name for the Arab Empire......

A Don Army general!