The little guy took the book and entered the building, there was a hole in the building, the building was supported by large wooden trees all around, and private rooms, corridors, stands, and railings were built around it, and the middle one was hollow. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The little servant handed the book to the white-faced shopkeeper and said, "Master Li said that this information is urgent, and the shopkeeper wants to release it immediately." ”

The shopkeeper took the book, skimmed through it, and said with a happy face: "What a piece of news shining with golden light! I will arrange it myself, you go and prepare some things." ”

After the little guy left, the shopkeeper walked from the third floor to the top of the stands and gave a crisp three high-fives.

There are little servants poking their heads out of the rooms on each floor, ready to listen carefully to the news released by the shopkeeper, which is also the rule of the Wave Pavilion, collecting information from all over the world and announcing it as soon as possible. If you are in the Wave Pavilion and stay at home, you can know the things of the world. But this Wave Pavilion is not anyone who wants to enter can enter, anyone who comes to the Wave Pavilion, no matter eating, drinking and lodging do not cost a tael of silver, as long as there is an identity nameplate issued by the Wave Pavilion, if there is no identity nameplate, you are a rich businessman, a prince and a minister, will not be accepted.

Seeing that he had attracted everyone's attention, the shopkeeper said loudly: "The current Bright Moon Song and Dance Troupe's guard commander Wei San, with a flick of his sleeve, injured the headwind sword Meng Heng, and released a rumor in the post house, if anyone wants to meet Zhu Wan'er, he needs to force him to get up from his seat." ”

As soon as these words came out, the Wave Pavilion suddenly exploded, and there were many discussions. At this time, a small servant on the second floor poked his head out and said, "My grandfather asked the shopkeeper, who is this Wei San?

The shopkeeper said confidently: "Wei San was originally a fugitive son of the Wei family of Qi Guohua Knife, he practiced his fists and feet without practicing knives, and broke out of a bandit with a golden hand in the rivers and lakes, and his martial arts should be at the peak of the true qi realm." ”

As soon as the shopkeeper's voice fell, someone immediately said angrily: "How can this be true, a foreigner, came to my Xianyang, and was so arrogant, he really deceived me and no one in the Qin country!"

The shopkeeper raised his eyebrows, and continued with the words: "The old man received the news, and he was also sad and angry, when did my old Qin people ever have this kind of time when they were beaten to the door of the house by others? As soon as these words came out, although the people in the building were all extraordinary, they not only gasped, this reward is not heavy, not to mention the gold thousand taels, just that pair of Wave Hall nameplates, its value is not less than a thousand gold.

"Wei San is so deceitful that he is too much, I will go to meet him with Xiyuewen, the Broken Wave Knife. A purple-clothed man walked out of the private room on the first floor, this life was a tiger with a bear on his back, carrying a treasure knife on his waist, majestic, and after speaking, he strode out of the Wave Pavilion.

The shopkeeper glanced at a clever little guy, who immediately understood and put up a sign that had already been prepared. The shopkeeper said: "You are all Qin Yingjie, there is a gap, we might as well bet on the outcome of Xiyuewen and Wei San, the museum bets, one to one for the winner of Wei San, and one for the winner of Xiyuewen." ”

A calm voice came from the private room on the third floor: "The shopkeeper is so open, isn't it because he will lose his prestige?"

The shopkeeper said: "The casino speaks with facts, Wei San defeated Meng Heng in front, the odds are naturally lower, it's just a matter of having fun, why be serious!"

After hearing this, the man was silent for a while and said: "It is reasonable, this son pressed a thousand taels of silver, and gambled to break the wave knife to win!"

His words were like detonating a kaleidoscope, and of course all the silver spewed out was white flowers.

"Yuwen of the Yuwen family, Yuwen Ba, out of five thousand taels of silver, bet on the wave knife to win. ”

"Dugu's family is invincible and gives two thousand taels of silver, and the gamble is broken!"

"Fang Shangwu of the Fang family gave 10,000 taels of silver, and bet on the golden hand to win!"

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In an instant, a bet of hundreds of thousands of taels of silver was made, which shows how rich the people who can enter this hall are.

The shopkeeper told the servant to write down the bidders one by one, and then went to the various rooms to bring the money and sign the contract. There is a ready-made contract in the museum, as long as you fill in the amount of silver taels, you don't need to redraw it.

The little guy returned to the room with a tray of silver tickets worth hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, his face was still flushed, and he said excitedly: "The shopkeeper has a total of 310,000 taels of silver tickets, 10,000 taels for the winner of Wei San, and 300,000 taels for the winner of Xiyue Wen." He felt his lips tremble as he spoke.

The shopkeeper frowned and said, "When did Fang Shangwu become so smart? He dared to suppress Wei Sansheng, could it be that he had already received the news? Yes, their Fang family is friendly with the military, so it is not surprising to know this news." ”

The little guy was still worried: "Shopkeeper, what if Xiyue Wen wins? This is 300,000 taels of silver, one loss of three, that is, 900,000 taels of silver." ”

The shopkeeper said confidently: "Wei San is a master who can fight with Ren Crazy without falling behind, how can Xi Yuewen win him? If you don't offer such a big odds, how can you let these sons bleed." Don't look at these people as gentlemen, they are all shrewd, if you wait for Xiyuewen to lose again, it will be difficult to make them bleed!"

Seeing that the shopkeeper was so confident, he wanted to speak and stopped, but after all, he swallowed it in his belly, although there was a lot of silver, it was not his own, so what did he do!

At the same time, in another private room, a small servant also said: "Childe, depending on the situation, there are many people who suppress Xiyue Wensheng, let's suppress Wei San, there won't be a problem, right?"

The boy touched the golden mask on the right side of his face, and said in a hoarse voice: "What can be the problem, if I lose, I will go to the ancestor to ask for guilt, Fang Shangwu will be accompanied by the iron furnace in this life and this life, and I will not go out of the Fang family for half a step." ”

The little guy was so frightened that he knelt down and cried, "Master, why are you torturing yourself so much!"

Fang Haotian touched the golden mask on his face and said: "I have been humiliated so much, I went out with a cheeky face today, I want to know Wei San's strength, if he can't even win against Xiyuewen, how can he have the strength to avenge me, Fang Shangwu will completely accept his fate, how can he have the face to go out again?"

When he spoke, he said silently in his heart: "Little sister, if you pester your ancestor to go out, others think that you are greedy for fun, and only my brother knows the true intention." You want to find a martial arts master to save face for my unsuccessful brother! As an elder brother, I'm ashamed!"

The little guy suddenly exclaimed, "Childe, are you injured?" hurriedly pulled away Fang Shangwen's right hand, and found that he had smashed the wine glass in his hand, and all the fragments were pierced into his hands, and his hands were covered with blood.

The little guy hurriedly blew into his hand and said, "Childe, does it hurt?"

Fang Shangwen withdrew his palm full of blood, pulled out the fragments in his hand one by one, and didn't even frown, sometimes the fragments were too deep, he expanded the wound, and then took out the fragments, and said calmly: "The great humiliation is in the body, no matter how great the pain is, it can't compare to the pain in my heart." (To be continued.) )