Celestial being

"One, two, three, little one. Boss You, you lose." Yuan Ming grinned and said slowly.

"What's going on..." You Zhuzha bent down and looked closely at the three dices, which were clearly marked with the numbers "one", "two" and "three", obviously in disbelief.

"Boss You actually missed it?" The originally noisy scene suddenly fell silent, and the onlookers were also stunned.

The old smoker on the side frowned, looking unexpected.

"You kid..." You Zhuzha's eyes flashed with anger and he looked at Yuan Ming.

While he was talking, he grabbed the dice cup and wanted to throw it to the ground.

Yuan Ming stretched out two fingers and pressed lightly on the dice cup. He used all his strength, but surprisingly found that he could not move the dice cup at all.

"Boss You, the first twelve silver coins are my sincerity. It would be rude if you win again." Yuan Ming bent down slightly and said in a voice that only two people could hear.

When You Zhuzha heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and soon knew that he had met a master.

But other people around them didn't see anything unusual at all, and looked at the two people who were bending close to each other and whispering with confusion on their faces.

"Little brother, look, I said you will definitely win this game! Haha, I am You Zhuzha, and my words are the most true." You Zhuzha let go of the hand holding the dice cup, straightened up, and looked at He quickly put on a smiling face.

As he spoke, he picked up a silver coin and pushed it back together with the one Yuan Ming had deposited.

Yuan Ming also stood up straight, stretched out his hand to twist two silver coins, and looked at You Zhuzha.

"When Wu Sang left, he said he was going to some temple twenty or thirty miles away from Tiehu Town. I didn't ask him exactly what he was going for. I can't guarantee whether he's still there now," Youzhuzha said quickly. .

"Boss You is a smart man. He should have a good memory. If you want to think about it carefully, is there anything missing?" Yuan Ming showed a half-smiling expression and used the power of his consciousness to stare at him.

You Zhuzha suddenly felt a chill down his spine, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and any evil thoughts that had just arisen suddenly disappeared.

"Yes, that's right, that temple is to the north of the town. Little brother, I'm in business. I rely on my skills and don't just talk about it." You Zhuzha forced himself to calm down and said.

"Thank you very much. I wish Boss You a prosperous business and come back to you for advice when you have time."

Yuan Ming's smile suddenly turned gentle, You Zhuzha secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and kept saying "definitely, definitely".

After saying that, Yuan Ming turned around and walked out of the gambling house under the gaze of a group of gamblers who were somewhat confused about the situation.

When did Boss You, who easily bankrupted people and racked up debts, become so easy to talk to?

Lao Yandian was confused for a moment and cast a questioning look at You Zhuzha.

The latter didn't look at him at all. He stared blankly at Yuan Ming's back completely disappearing from the door. Only then did he really relax, only to find that his back was covered with cold sweat.

Lao Yandian rubbed his head with the pipe of his cigarette in a depressed manner and trotted out.

After he caught up with Yuan Ming in three steps and two steps at a time, he gave a thumbs up and praised: "Little brother, in all this time, you are the first one I have seen who beat lard residue in dice." , you are this.”

"Thanks for the compliment, I'm flattered." Yuan Ming smiled and replied calmly.

"If you ask me, you should take advantage of your luck, play a few more games, and earn back all the losses you lost earlier. Maybe you can double it several times!" Lao Yandai said with a look of pity on his face.

Yuan Ming turned to look at him, with no expression on his face.

However, Lao Yantai was startled by his move. He felt a little hairy in his heart and did not dare to continue talking.

Yuan Ming knew in his heart that the old smoker had disappeared as soon as he entered the Shanhe Gambling House. Considering the details of what happened before and after, he probably went to the back hall to discuss with You Zhuzha how to get himself onto the gambling table. The two of them could form a partnership. Squeeze him dry.

Now that he saw that he had not lost all his family fortune, he was still unwilling to give up and wanted to trick him.

Yuan Ming didn't bother to care about this, and he understood why the old Yandai's inn was so deserted. I'm afraid that this old guy had done this kind of thing to bring business to the gambling house in the past, so that he was very familiar with it, even the rules of the casino. He speaks more eloquently than those dealers.

The two of them walked back to the inn silently, one behind the other.

"Help me feed the horse enough fodder at night. I will leave Tiehu Town early tomorrow morning." Yuan Ming walked to the door of the inn and suddenly said.

"Why are you leaving just now? Stay here longer..." Before Old Yantai could finish his words, Yuan Ming had already walked through the lobby to the backyard with his hands behind his back.

Upon seeing this, Tule stepped forward and asked, "Abba, why are you back so early?"

Old Yantai thought for a while, then turned around and went out again, heading towards Shanhe Gambling House.

His son was left alone, confused and in a daze.

…

at night.

Yuan Ming sat cross-legged in the room, holding the incense burner with both hands. Three ravens flew out from between his eyebrows and headed outside the courtyard.

While practicing the Ming Yue Jue, he also practiced controlling the three ravens.

Now, he has been able to control the three ravens' field of vision relatively freely, and there is no longer the original sense of fragmentation. Pictures from three perspectives are presented in his sea of ​​​​consciousness, and it has become as easy as watching three scrolls.

Two of the ravens, one in the south and one in the north, flew towards the two ends of Tiehu Town.

The last raven flapped its wings, flew out of his window, and flew towards the front yard of the inn.

In the courtyard, his horse was tied next to the manger and was eating fodder with its head down.

The green and yellow hay is mixed with soybean meal, and it turns out that it is really the best concentrate.

The raven circled silently over the horse's head before flying towards the front yard. As soon as he entered the house, he saw Old Tobacco sitting against the wall in the yard.

He held the pipe pot in his hand, and the sparks from the tobacco inside were flickering brightly and darkly.

Opposite him, the dull young man sat with a small stool.

The raven just glanced at it and planned to fly away.

At this time, I suddenly heard a young man named Tule below ask: "Abba, why have you been so worried since you came back from Shanhe Gambling House in the afternoon?"

Hearing this, Yuan Ming left in no hurry and controlled the raven to land on the branch next to the two of them.

The old smoker did not answer his words immediately, but continued to take a few puffs of cigarette in silence.

"Abba..." Tule couldn't help shouting again.

"Son, we may be in trouble." Old Tobacco puffed out the smoke from his mouth and sighed deeply.

"What's the matter, Dad? What happened?" Tu Le's expression suddenly changed when he heard what he said, and he quickly pulled the bench closer to the old tobacco bag.

"Remember before, you asked dad how our family suddenly became rich?" Lao Yandai asked.

"I remember, but my father only said that he met a noble man and never said what happened." Tu Le nodded and replied honestly.

"Hey, daddy will tell you what's going on today." The old smoker sighed again, knocked the pot on the brick floor at his feet, and put out his cigarette.

Tule swallowed and listened attentively.

"At that time, my father was still a corpse collector that no one looked up to. His life was always miserable until he met a corpse by the river..."

When the old smoker told stories, he told them clearly and logically.

Not only Tu Le was fascinated by it, but also Yuan Ming stopped practicing after hearing it through the raven.

Just listening, he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart that he couldn't explain.

When Lao Yandian finished talking about how he used the treasure from the young man to obtain his current family fortune, a complicated expression appeared on Turlem's dull face.

"Abba, did you know he was still alive at that time?" Tule asked.

"Do you know...do you know there is a difference? If I hadn't picked him up at that time, he would definitely have died. Besides, there is destiny in the world. Maybe it was because I picked him up that he survived." The old smoker nodded first, then shook his head with a wry smile.

After he finished speaking, he added: "Abba is doing this all for you and this family."

When Yuan Ming heard this, he shook his head secretly. Isn't this just to comfort himself for the sake of his conscience?

"I know." Tule nodded repeatedly to express his approval.

Although he felt a little sympathy for the poor unfortunate guy, he still didn't feel that his father had done anything wrong.

"Not long after that... the man came to the town again, and I happened to meet him. It turned out that the lord had issued a missing person notice and offered a reward for him, so I reported it to the official again. Unfortunately, he was not found later, otherwise I would have been able to get a big reward. The Jin mission gave me a generous bounty." Old Yantai continued, looking very regretful.

"It turns out it's him..." Yuan Ming suddenly remembered the vague missing person notice on the notice board at the city gate.

"Who is he? Why are the Jin envoys still looking for him?" Tule asked in confusion.

"How do I know this?" Old Yantai shook his head and said.

When Tule heard this, he felt that the man was really unlucky to meet his father, but he was also very puzzled.

"Abba, what are you talking about, what does it have to do with the fact that you have been so worried all afternoon?" Tule asked.

Lao Yandian glanced at him and then turned his eyes towards the backyard.

Yuan Ming saw this scene through Raven, and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, because he was the only one living in the entire backyard.

"The noble man I mentioned lives in the backyard now." Lao Yandai said slowly.

"What?" Tu Le was shocked and sat down on the ground in fright.

"What are you talking about?" Upon seeing this, Old Yantai raised his cigarette pot and tried to hit him on the head.

"Then, is he here for revenge?" Thule helped him sit up on the bench, lowered his voice subconsciously, and pointed to the backyard and asked.

"Probably not. I don't know why. He doesn't seem to recognize me, and he seems to have forgotten that he has been to Tiehu Town before." When Old Yantai said this, the wrinkles on his face became deeper. (For related stories about the old tobacco bag, see the prequel)