You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 113 Sima
The middle-aged official walked slowly down the second floor, followed by two maids, holding flower baskets in their left and right hands, with proper manners.

Acting in a very impressive manner.

Seeing the official coming down, the playboy also forced a smile and said respectfully:

"Master Sima, why did you come down?"

As a result, the official didn't even look at him. After arriving on the first floor, he walked straight to Zuo Chen, smiling, and bowed:
"Master Zuo Chen, the governor received a letter from the county magistrate a few days ago. He boasted about you in his mansion that day. We, his subordinates, were also able to see your style in the letter. But we didn't expect that you would come when the governor was away these two days. It is really the fault of Dongshui City that we were unable to host a banquet to entertain you."

The man's attitude was respectful, and in a blink of an eye he stunned the gamblers surrounding him.

Who is this Mr. Sima?
His name was Wang Liang. He was the senior official under the governor and was in charge of the Sima position. So he changed his surname to Sima Liang.

This is a real high-ranking official! The kind of official who would be famous even in Kyoto!
His attitude in front of Zuo Chen now...

There is no way to think too much about the identity of this little Taoist priest!
Zuo Chen glanced at Sima Liang and sighed: "I wanted to play another round with that gentleman, but now it seems that there is no chance."

"If you really like this, I will open a casino specifically for you and make you happy." Sima Liang said.

"No need."

The playboy next to him was left aside, but he didn't dare to move.

Cold sweat was already pouring down from his forehead, as if someone was pouring a basin of water down on his head.

Those who run such shops are all snobs, they act like lackeys for the upper class, use violence on the lower class, show off their power and act freely.

But the snobbish eyes of the wanderer could not see how high the status of this Taoist priest was.

His Taoist robe was plain, he had no followers, and he didn't have any airs. Even the hat on his head was tilted. But such a person, according to what Sima Liang had said just now, was the distinguished person that even the governor wanted to meet!
Why are you wearing such plain clothes? Isn't this a bad thing?

Originally, I was thinking of taking action myself and using the Boxifang as a big altar to have a good fight with this young Taoist priest.

Are you still fighting now?
Let’s fight Kun!

After finishing his polite words, Sima Liang turned his gaze to the playboy standing not far away, pointed at Zhao Laosan who was still unconscious, and said with a smile: "Laojiu, the one lying on the ground must be one of your men, right?"

The corner of Langlanghu's mouth twitched slightly. He didn't want to admit it in his heart, but when he saw Sima Liang's gaze, he could only nod his head stiffly: "Indeed, he is one of my people."

"Why don't you just give the money to the Taoist priest?" Sima Liang said, "It's not too much for you. I think the night-shining pearl of Taoist priest Zuo Chen is of good quality, so I'll count it as three thousand taels of silver."

Take less?

Three thousand! ? ?

Didn’t this Taoist priest just say that he only needed one thousand two hundred taels?
Damn it, why don't you want to take my life!

The libertine just felt dizzy and his legs went weak.

This place is not like the big red lanterns in Kyoto, how can it make so much money! The net profit for a year is only six or seven hundred taels of silver, and you want three thousand from me all of a sudden? I am not going to survive!
But seeing Sima Liang's half-smile in the eyes, the wanderer knew that if he really didn't pay the money, he would probably lose his head.

"...I'll go prepare it for the Taoist priest right away."

If your teeth are broken, your heart will be broken too.

"Bring his mother's fate here too." Seeing that the playboy was about to leave, Zuo Chen pointed at Wuhui and added another sentence.

His footing was unsteady and he nearly fell, but he walked towards the warehouse of Boxifang without saying a word.

Seeing him leave, the gamblers nearby didn't dare to gather around him, for fear of bringing bad luck to Sima Liang. In the blink of an eye, there was no one else around.

Seeing the vagabond leave, Sima Liang smiled and said to Zuo Chen:

"Master, this gambling theater has run out of money, so I guess it won't be open for too long."

Zuo Chen could understand what Sima Liang meant.

The other party clearly knew his own level and was afraid that he would lose his temper and kill everyone in the casino on the spot. If that happened, it would be difficult for them, the officials.

So he jumped out, chose a conciliatory approach, and assured Zuo Chen that nothing good would come of this place.

Zuo Chen also felt a little helpless about this.

Xiaodao just killed a few troubled people when he was walking around the world, and he wouldn't go on a killing spree in such a busy place.

Bad influence.

At least we have to find a place where there are not many people around.

"Master Zuo, the governor is currently fighting monsters in the north, and it will probably take some time for him to return. I will be in charge of the city for the time being. I wonder if you have time to come to my house and sit down, so that I can show my hospitality."

Sima Liang asked Zuo Chen, but the latter waved his hand slightly and declined:

"I still have some things to do. I won't bother Sima for now."

Sima Liang was not annoyed, but stroked his beard, looked around, and suddenly asked:

"Master, you don't like gambling, do you?"

"If a millionaire's wealth comes into contact with this thing, he will go to hell. It is better not to touch this kind of thing."

"I think so too." Sima Liang sighed, "Unfortunately, a lot of taxes in the city come from this street. Even if I wanted to deal with it, Situ would never agree. We had several arguments over this."

Zuo Chen didn't respond.

He doesn't like this kind of political stuff and has no intention of getting involved in it.

Sima Liang stopped talking.

Several people were waiting here quietly.

Wuwei and his apprentice huddled together, afraid to disturb the official. Caiyi felt a little bored, so she ran to the door to watch the lanterns on the river. Not long after, the wanderer finally came out, with a few strong men behind him, carrying several large boxes.

Place it in the middle of the hall and unbox it.

Inside is neatly stacked snowflake silver!
Many gamblers cast their eyes over here, showing that Sima did not dare to look at them for too long. The playboys stared at the boxes of valuables with reluctance in their eyes.

"Master, these are for you." He suppressed his emotions and made a gesture of invitation to Zuo Chen: "Do you need me to ask a strong man to deliver them to your house?"

Zuo Chen didn't answer him, but just came to one of the boxes.

He stretched out his hand and picked up a dice placed among the silver coins.

It is crystal clear and looks very beautiful, like a work of art.

This is the fate of Wuhui’s mother.

After taking the dice, Zuo Chen left without looking back. Wuwei Shanren was a little puzzled why Zuo Chen didn't take the silver, but it was obvious that saving people was more important now.

Sima Liang was also a little curious. He glanced sideways at the boxes, then nodded in understanding, laughed twice, and left with the two maids.

Only the playboy was left with a confused look on his face. He thought that Zuo Chen was really an immortal from other world who was unwilling to take worldly gold and silver. But when he got close to the box and took a look, he found that there was nothing inside.

I couldn't help but gasp.

The art of waving hands around?

Who can take away three thousand taels with just a wave of the hand?

Suppressing his heartache and shock, the playboy finally set his eyes on Zhao Laosan who was still unconscious on the ground, and sneered twice: "This guy's organs are worth a few taels of silver if sold to those who cast spells. Take him away!"

The strong man dragged Zhao Laosan away, and no gambler cared about his fate.

……

After leaving the gambling house, Zuo Chen first glanced at the dice in his hand and felt a little surprised.

The person with a strong body will be rich and powerful, and the person with a strong body will be rich and powerful. This is a natural gambling luck.

No wonder that playboy wanted to take out her fate. This soul-calling naming method was that Fangzi temporarily rewrote his own fate, and let others' fate replace his own for gambling at the gambling table. Naturally, the chance of winning would be much higher.

After putting away the dice, Zuo Chen was about to leave, but at this moment, Sima Liang stopped him.

"Master, do you know anything about the gambling village?"

Originally, Zuo Chen planned to ignore Sima Liang and leave directly, but when he said the word "gambling village", Zuo Chen was hooked and stopped.

"The whole village is gambling?"

"Youzhou, Jingdu, Jingzhou, the three dealers are all over there." Sima Liang said this, looked around, and lowered his voice: "There are so many people here, it's really hard to talk too much. If you have time, please come to my house for a gathering."

"Will go."

Zuo Chen nodded and put this matter on his schedule.

Then he called over Wuwei, Wuhui, Caiyi and the other two, and waved the sleeves of his Taoist robe.

I saw a thick fog rising from the river bank not far away, causing passers-by around to exclaim in surprise.

When the fog cleared, Zuo Chen and his group had disappeared.

Sima Liang looked around but could not see anyone, so he could not help but sigh:
"This method is really unfathomable."

……

After some time, when the bright moon was high in the sky, Zuo Chen finally brought his men to the Qingfeng Taoist Temple.

The four people falling from the sky startled Wu Gen who was just about to fall asleep. Seeing the dark-skinned girl coming out with a broom, her face full of vigilance, Wu Wei Shan Ren helplessly called out:
"Apprentice, it's us."

Wu Gen then exclaimed softly and quickly put the broom aside.

"Master, I just saw you guys flying, where are you going?"

After cleaning up, Wugen couldn't help but ask Wuwei.

"We just came back from East Water City."

"East water?"

Wu Gen couldn't help but marvel.

It took less than half a day for him to slip away from Dongshui. I'm afraid even our founder didn't have such a trick.

Without saying much, Zuo Chen entered the room and came to the side of the woman who had been bedridden for a long time. He placed the dice in his hand on the woman's forehead and made a hand gesture.

A little person immediately emerged from the position where the red dice was pointing upwards. She was dressed like a village woman, looked young and beautiful, with gentle eyes. She circled in the air, saluted towards Zuo Chen in the air, and then suddenly drilled into the forehead of the bedridden woman.

After a while, the old woman finally slowly opened her eyes.

She seemed to be trying to force herself to stand up, but her arms and legs were too weak to use any strength. She could only force her body to turn her head and look at Wuhui in the crowd.

Finally at this moment, Wu Huique's wisdom seemed to have finally come into being. Two lines of tears appeared in his eyes, and he knelt down beside the bed with a plop.

"mother!"

Finally, he burst into tears.

Recently, I will update twice to adjust my status. I hope you can bear with me.

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