Chapter Ninety-One: The One Who Approaches Ink is Black

The more King Qin Guang listened, the more strange he became, and he opened his mouth wide and pointed at Xuankong speechless.

Xuankong explained all the scripts, then raised the wine jug and poured a full glass of wine for King Qin Guang, and said, "Brother King Qin Guang, you promise to help with all your might! Moreover, as long as I take the eldest brother of the Zhang family into the door, wouldn't it be natural to know what the Heavenless Buddha wants the ancestors of the Zhang family to do for him?"

King Qin Guang shook his head and said with a wry smile: "If you are worried about it, can you still escape?"

He sighed and said, "That's it, that's it, anyway, what you need me to do is also Yin Si's responsibility, even if you cooperate with you, there is no problem, you just play your own role!"

Xuankong heard King Qin Guang agree, so he smiled, hugged his fists and said, "Okay, I'll set off and bring the soul of Zen Master Miller into the underworld!"

He was about to get up and go out, when King Qin Guang suddenly grabbed his sleeve and said, "You forgot to leave anything behind, right?"

Xuankong let out an "um" and looked at King Qin Guang suspiciously.

King Qin Guang pointed to the wine jug that Xuankong tied to his waist, and Xuankong remembered that he had promised to tell King Qin Guang the method of brewing spirits. You can't forget to reward people when you read novels, and you can't forget to give back when you ask people for help, this is common sense!

Xuankong smiled, leaned over and whispered in King Qin Guang's ear the steps of steaming and brewing spirits, and then untied the wine jug tied to his belt and gave it to King Qin Guang and said: "We are all good friends, I can refine this wine jug myself, this one will be left to King Qin Guang's brother to satisfy his hunger." ”

King Qin Guang let go of Xuankong at this time, brushed his sleeves and said: "If you said earlier that you would give me this pot, you wouldn't need your secret recipe for brewing!"

Xuankong smiled bitterly, is it possible that people who have been in contact with themselves for a long time will be infected with this habit of taking it? King Qin Guang got a treasure pot that could turn water into wine, and immediately left Xuankong alone, and only beckoned Wang Qi, Wang Jun, and the little fox to sit down in the side hall of Xuanyuan Palace.

He instructed Yin Ju to clean up a few small dishes in the world, and dealt with them to eat and drink.

According to King Qin Guang's words: "The little brother of Xuankong is not too young, and he will not throw himself away." Besides, he still has the talisman of the head of the guard of the Xuanyuan Palace, the first hall of my underworld, so he can't even be unfamiliar with his hometown, right?"

He was also relieved to let Xuankong, who entered the underworld for the first time, grope his way to find a way back to the world.

Sure enough, it is red near Zhu, and black near ink!

Xuankong returned to the yang world the same way, but he did not see Zen Master Miller in the Zhang family's mansion. He said curiously: "Could it be that this little monk Miller also has the magic power of an unknown prophet, so he can know that I am coming to him?"

He lurked in the shadows and used his mana to stun a team of Zhang family's night watchmen.

It turned out that it was not Zen Master Miller who saw through Xuankong's calculations, but that this wine and meat monk actually went to the casino to "turn fate" under the guise of building a temple.

This is similar to the abbot of an ancient temple in Songshan in his previous life, who went to the Qinglou to consecrate the "lost girl"!

It seems that the paths of this Buddhist scum are somewhat similar, and since they know the location of Zen Master Miller, Xuankong will let go of the Zhang family. He also attached a stealth talisman to them.

One is to prevent his calculations from being discovered in advance, and the other is to worry that the wind will be quite cold this night, so that these bitter subordinates will freeze.

Ninghai County is not a small town and a small pond along the way, even if it is late at night, the leading Ruyi gambling house in the county town still has signboards.

More than a dozen fierce men wearing uniform black cotton robes lined up in two teams to stand at the door of the Ruyi Gambling House, Xuankong looked at this familiar scene, and unexpectedly sighed with some emotion and laughed inexplicably: "It turns out that the members of society throughout the ages are the same, these men look like dragons and tigers, but they have the demeanor of my younger brothers in their previous lives!"

When he arrived at the casino, it was like arriving at his own home, Xuankong smiled and fortunately received the stealth technique, and shook the Taoist robe on his body into a brocade robe.

Just walked into the Ruyi gambling house in such a big way.

The decoration in the Ruyi gambling house is a bit elegant, and Xuankong walked around the lobby and found no trace of Zen Master Miller. He didn't panic, a VIP like this naturally couldn't play among ordinary people.

Xuankong smiled, raised his leg and was about to walk to the private room upstairs of the casino.

At the staircase leading to the casino, there were also fierce men, who were checking the passing customers with a vigilant eye. Upstairs can be regarded as the most high-level pastime in Ninghai County, and the people who come and go are all wealthy people.

These people did not want to offend even the owners behind the casino, and they could not help but raise their spirits, and from time to time some of the house's broken gamblers or thieves with unclean hands and feet were driven aside from the staircase with their hands on their hands.

They are all familiar faces in the county, and they can be recognized at a glance who is a distinguished guest and who is fishing in troubled waters.

When they saw Xuankong Miansheng going upstairs, they glanced at each other, and someone stepped forward to block Xuankong's body. smiled: "This old man looks very tight, is it the first time he has come to our Ninghai County?"

Xuankong didn't panic at all, stretched out his hand and pushed on the guard's chest, and said calmly: "What, aren't you doing business upstairs today?" Although Xuankong was wearing only plain clothes, it was finely forged and woven, and he walked with a tiger's step, and he had a bit of aura so that these guards couldn't figure out the way to come.

The guard was frightened by Xuankong's old words, and took a few steps back and said: "Ruyi Gambling House, open the door and do business in the four seas, master, please take a seat!"

He waved his hand and let Xuankong in, but with a twist of his head, he assigned two more men to follow Xuankong. This is the usual method of strangers in the casino, Xuankong has long been aware of it, but he is not surprised and just walks up with his head held high.

There was only one table in the private room upstairs, and there were some high-rollers in brocade clothes sitting and standing around, all of whom looked like they were very wealthy.

Zen Master Miller has been playing all night, and his face is flushed and he is looking at a hole card with a pai gow. There were a lot of silver taels piled up in front of the others, and an old man in an official uniform coughed twice and said, "Zen master, but you don't have enough money for the time being?"

Zen Master Miller was engrossed in Pai Gow and sighed dryly: "Hehe, where is there room for it!"

He complained half-truthfully: "The old father of the family died early, and the family business was taken care of by the second brother of the little monk, and these words have been suppressed by the Wang family a lot. As for the little monk himself, he is dedicated to the Buddha, and he made a wish in front of my Buddha to build a temple to worship the world-honored one. ”

The old man wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "So you came to us to fight the autumn wind?"

Zen Master Miller put down Pai Gow, folded his hands and said: "World-honored Jizo, the little monk is here to turn fate, not to play the autumn wind." The official master smiled: "Come on, what kind of goods is your eldest young master of the Zhang family, don't we people know it?"

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