The breeze is a ghost, and the wild fairy is a demon.

After Huang Mao and I said this, Uncle Liu didn't answer immediately.

Instead, the addiction to cigarettes came up and lit a cigarette for himself.

At the same time, he sat on the chair next to him and said:

"Yes! Our curator, not only gambling with people, but also gambling with ghosts and demons, what you saw just now are not small people.

Remember their faces, and be polite if you meet them in the future. ”

After Uncle Liu finished speaking, he spat out a puff of smoke, feeling that he had really relaxed only now.

It can be seen from this that the curator and those people just now have put a lot of pressure on him.

After listening to this, Huang Mao spoke at this time:

"Uncle Liu, who are those people just now?

The aura on their bodies is so strong.

In the house, there were not only two chicken-footed ghosts standing in the house, but the old woman just now was still a fox demon. ”

I judged it right, Huang Mao really saw it.

No wonder he was so frightened just now.

But when I heard the words "chicken-footed ghost", I remembered folklore.

According to legend, there are three kinds of ghosts in the underworld, who hunt for the souls of bad people.

Eagle generals, snake generals, chicken foot ghosts.

These three ghosts are hideous and terrifying, and they specialize in mentioning bad guys and ghosts.

Thinking of this, I immediately spoke:

"Uncle Liu, could it be that Xiaolong saw it, could it be a chicken-foot ghost who specializes in hunting down bad ghosts?"

But Uncle Liu shook his head:

"No, the one who gambled today is just a little chicken foot god.

The ordinary little ghost who is responsible for sending ghosts and returning souls is not a big deal.

Although they are all chicken feet, there is a difference between the chicken foot god and the chicken foot ghost.

The priest of the chicken foot god is able to stand at the entrance of the city god temple and is responsible for transporting ghosts back to their souls.

The priest of the chicken-foot ghost is in the ghost town of Xudu, specializing in catching ghosts and ghosts. ”

Uncle Liu knows a lot, and he also knows a lot about the following.

Hearing this, I understood a little.

What Huang Mao saw was the "Chicken Foot God", who was responsible for sending ghosts back to their souls.

But the "chicken foot ghost" is dedicated to catching bad ghosts.

But no matter whether it is a chicken foot god or a chicken foot ghost in the house today, I am very shocked.

The curator is really awesome, he can play cards with Yincha, and dare to win Yincha Ghost Shou.

Not only that, but in addition to the shadows, there is also a vixen.

can change the appearance of an adult, and the Tao is definitely not low.

As for the identities of the other two old men, it is not clear.

So, I continued:

"Uncle Liu, except for those two chicken foot gods.

What are the origins of the other three people at that table? ”

Huang Mao and I are looking forward to it and want to know more.

Uncle Liu took two puffs of cigarette before he spoke:

"That fox demon, I only know that her name is Grandma Hu Jiu, and she has a very deep path.

In Haitang City, there is his sincere shop, and he is sincere in buying and selling.

I have a good relationship with the curator. ”

Grandma Hu Jiu?

Begonia City, a sincere shop?

With doubts in my heart, can "sincerity" still be bought and sold?

But Uncle Liu didn't explain much, and continued:

"That Mediterranean, is a yin cook, and his cooking skills are very good.

has also appeared on variety shows.

But what he is most powerful at is still cooking yin rice.

There is a sentence in the line; After eating the food he cooked, the ghost can turn back.

Nicknamed Chef Ge.

Nangang Hotel is his hotel.

He earns not only the money of the living, but also the money of the ghost at night. ”

Speaking of this, Uncle Liu paused, and then continued to speak:

"As for the old man with the goatee.

Nicknamed Boss Yang, he is an antique seller.

Wanbao Zhai is his shop.

The antiques in his hands, no matter how evil they are, can be sold through channels.

However, in addition to selling antiques, this guy also sells ghosts and gods.

For example, Kuman Thong from Nanyang and so on......"

Hearing this, Huang Mao and I were already stunned.

I didn't expect that in this room just now, it was all big people with heads and faces in our industry, as well as ghosts and ghosts.

The fox demon with high Taoism, the shopkeeper of the "sincere shop" in Haitang City, and Grandma Hu Jiu.

Nangang Hotel, a Yin chef with superb cooking skills, Mediterranean Ge Chef.

With a goatee, the big shopkeeper of Wanbao Zhai, and the boss of Yang.

I memorized the messages of a few people.

In the future, I will definitely have to deal with this industry.

"Uncle Liu, these people and the curator are really brave. Gambling with life, it's a real bull. ”

Huang Mao complained on the side.

I smiled too, without words.

Uncle Liu snuffed out the cigarette butt and sighed:

"Bet on this, don't touch it.

The curator is like this, and there is no way.

He didn't gamble, he died early......"

I was confused, others said that gambling is harmful.

Quit gambling early, get rid of it early.

Why did you get to the curator and become a person who will die if you don't gamble?

"Uncle Liu, how can anyone die if you don't bet.

Isn't the PSA on TV very well said?

Stay away from gambling and cherish life. ”

Huang Mao also kept nodding.

But Uncle Liu lit a flue for himself again:

"Do you know about the dragon?"

Lost dragons?

Huang Mao and I looked at each other, apparently neither of us knowing.

I shook my head slightly.

Huang Mao echoed:

"Milong doesn't know, I ate one of Menglong ice cream yesterday."

After hearing this, Uncle Liu rolled his eyes directly:

"Shut up."

Huang Mao was reprimanded, and instantly fell silent and stopped talking.

Uncle Liu, on the other hand, began to say:

"This lost dragon is the god of gambling in the underworld. Legend has it that he had thousands of disciples under him and opened casinos for ghosts to gamble.

When those ghosts lose cleanly, they will borrow money from the dragon.

When they can't afford it and go to reincarnation.

The dragon will punch a die into their eyebrows, leaving a mark.

And once such a ghost is reincarnated as a human, then he is naturally a gambler.

Even if they have a strict father and a beautiful and virtuous wife, they can't change their hearts.

Even if their parents die and their wives and children are lost, they will not change their minds until their longevity is exhausted.

In this way, the debt of the lost dragon can be repaid. ”

Hearing Uncle Liu say this, my face became slightly solemn, and I looked at Uncle Liu with a frown.

What Uncle Liu means by this, is he talking about our curator?

Could it be that the curator is the one who was beaten into a dice by the gambling god of the underworld?

I thought to myself, Huang Mao said with a confused face:

"Uncle Liu, this lost dragon is also bad enough, no different from a loan shark."

Uncle Liu nodded:

"You're actually right."

"Uncle Liu, what do you mean by this. Do you want to tell us that the curator is the reincarnation of a debtor who was beaten into the dice by the dragon? ”

I asked.

Uncle Liu nodded "um":

"That's right, the curator is the one who, since birth, has been in debt for gambling.

He lost everything and couldn't quit gambling.

Only on the day of death can we be truly liberated.

But our curator is not like other gamblers.

When he was young, he was assigned by the previous director.

Not only did I learn the Great Dao Method, but I also led our museum to a higher height.

In addition to having a great gambling addiction, the curator is actually quite good.

Five years ago, he actually died trying to save my son.

The reason why he is still alive.

for his life is earned.

If he wants to live, he can only continue to gamble and repay the gambling debts he owed to the dragon in his previous life......"