Poor gambler, Xuanyuan is not the only one!
Except for him, no one in this world would bet so well.
But Xuanyuan has always adhered to the style that he has to gamble all others before he is willing to give up. Why is this bet so inconspicuous today?
After a brief thought, Tang Xiaotian understood that Elder Wei had been famous for many years, and as the Zuo Guardian of the largest gang in the world, he had a respected status. If he imitated dog barking in public, wouldn't it make him lose face? Even the beggar gang has to be shamed.
As the saying goes, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated. People in the world have always valued reputation more than their wealth and life. For a person with a very high status, these three dog barks are actually as valuable as a thousand pieces of gold.
How could Elder Wei not understand the details? His already red face seemed to be even redder.
"Could this son of a bitch have figured out my true identity? If I don't gamble, I will look heroic and short-tempered. If I really can't help myself and go to the gambling house again, I will be caught by him." Elder Wei Thinking about it in my mind.
It turns out that Elder Wei is not the real Zuo Guardian of the Beggar Clan, but the "Elder Wei" pretended to be by Sikong Zhiyue. He had pretended to be Elder Wei once in the Shaolin Temple, and this time he was even more comfortable in his disguise. There were no flaws in his confidence.
After being discovered by Ye Rongqiu and Xiao Ding in Shaoshi Mountain last time, he carefully studied the reasons for his failure in pretending. After several repairs, he was convinced that even if he was standing with the real Elder Wei at this moment, no one else would. He would immediately recognize which one was fake and which one was real. Xuanyuan Gambler didn't know himself, so how could he easily recognize his true face?
"My God, I made a bet with you..." Elder Wei, oh no, Sikong Zhaiyue slammed the table and shouted.
The language of cursing has always been self-taught. Sikong Zhiyue had only been in Shuzhong for a few days, and he was already speaking out these cursing words.
Xuanyuan not only laughed and stood up to leave, but when he passed by Sikong Zhaiyue, he suddenly leaned over and said: "Others don't understand you, but I understand you. You couldn't bear it for ten days."
Tang Xiaotian couldn't help but ask: "But if he went to the gambling house secretly, how would you know?"
"As long as he dares to go, I will naturally appear by his side and catch him, hahaha..." Xuanyuan's laughter came from the stairs.
"Brother Ge, I'm not here to steal your wife. Why are you trying to catch her?" Sikong Zhaiyue muttered in reply. I wonder if the poor gambler heard it.
"I didn't expect that the poor gambler who was rumored to be acting very strangely in the world actually seemed to be somewhat heroic." Tang Xiaotian sighed.
"Bah, bullshit heroic spirit. This guy is just a bad gambler. It's just that he never cares about his own life, so others are a little afraid of him." Sikong Zhaiyue rolled his eyes and cursed. He looked at this poor gambler. Very unpleasant to the eyes.
When he scolds others, he seems to have forgotten that he is also an out-and-out gambler, and he almost forgets that he is pretending to be someone else.
"It is said that this man has been gambling all his life. He can bet on everything in the world and gamble on everything. Why should Elder Wei be like him? What if..." Tang Xiaotian meant to say, what if you become addicted to gambling? When I kept secretly going to the gambling house, I was caught by the poor gambler. Wouldn't it be a shame?
People in the world of rivers and lakes value a promise of a thousand dollars. Since you have promised the other party a bet, you must honor the bet if you lose, and be willing to accept defeat.
There is no shame in losing, but in breaking promises. Those who break promises will be spurned by everyone in the world and find it difficult to move forward.
Sikong Zhaiyue laughed and said: "I am not a gambler all day long. It doesn't matter if I don't go to the gambling shop for a whole year, let alone a month. That bad gambler will definitely lose. When the time comes, I will chop off his arm with my own hands and feed it to the dog. ,Hahaha……"
Sikong Zhiyue would not admit that he felt guilty. He thought to himself, it had only been more than 20 days. It would have passed in the blink of an eye. Then we would make him look good. He didn’t need to cut off his arm. What fun would it be to cut off an arm? Why not... …
He seemed to have thought of a way to make him happier than cutting off one of Xuanyuan Buguang's arms. He was snickering to himself, but he never thought about whether he could imitate the dog barking three times in public if he lost.
Tang Xiaotian smiled and stopped talking. He really couldn't bring up the interest to chat with others at the moment. He looked out the window and saw Xuanyuan not only striding away.
Sikong Zhaiyue rolled his eyes and stood up to leave.
Tang Xiaotian sat in the restaurant with no interest. He watched "Elder Wei" follow the direction Xuanyuan left. He was originally looking depressed and desolate, but suddenly a strange smile appeared on his face, his eyes were bright and shining. Dark flash.
Could it be that he was deliberately pretending to be in such a state of despair?
Then who is he pretending to show?
…
Sikong Zhaiyue originally planned to approach Tang Xiaotian to trick him, but he didn't expect to encounter Xuanyuan Buguang. He heard from Ye Rongqiu and Xiao Ding that this gambler might be the traitor who captured Longmen, so his appearance in Shu this time is very likely to have a close relationship with the Money Gang.
Xuanyuan not only made a bet with Mr. Hu Ba once, but also lost the bet. He did not expect that Mr. Hu Ba was a secretive person. No one thought that the swordsmanship of Mr. Hu Ba's left hand was more powerful than that of his right hand. So Xuanyuan not only lost.
Xuanyuan gambled excessively but kept his promise. He must have fulfilled his bet, and Master Hu Ba's bet must be related to the Shaolin Temple. Otherwise, he would not have spent a lot of money to invite Sikong Zhaiyue, Tang Qingqing, Liu Yunfei and others to go to Shaolin and wait for an opportunity to seize the Shaolin Legend. Book.
Mr. Hu Ba is the head of the Luoyang branch of the Qinglong Society, and Xuanyuan is not only the traitor who captured Longmen. After the battle in Shaolin, these two people must be hunted by various factions. This time he appeared brazenly in Shu. It seems that He was so confident, how could there be no one behind him to support him?
By following Xuanyuan Buguang, he might be able to find out the secrets of the Money Gang, or even find some clues. This was Sikong Zhaiyue's plan, so he was willing to give up dealing with Tang Xiaotian and instead follow Xuanyuan Guangguang.
…
The sun sets to the west, and the sun is not dry.
Xuanyuan not only carried a jar of wine and two roast chickens, but strode along a bluestone path. He was already tall and powerful. Although he only took one step, it was enough for an ordinary person to take two or three steps. Sikong Zhaiyue didn't dare to chase too close, but couldn't stay too far away, so he had to use his light body skills to move and dodge, and used the terrain to hide, so that he could barely avoid losing him.
After turning several alleys, Xuanyuan's path became increasingly narrow.
Weeds grew on the path and dust covered the tracks.
It is much more convenient to follow people on this kind of road than in the open city. As long as you lower your body a little, the whole person will be submerged in the vegetation, making it extremely difficult for the person being followed to find.
Not only did Xuanyuan walk neither fast nor slowly, but he didn't know how long he had been walking. It was already getting dark.
There are shadows of mountains and trees, and there are no houses or residences around, so it looks desolate.
After turning around a mountain col, I saw a temple sitting on the mountainside.
The mountain is not high, the temple is not big, the stone steps are broken and the seams are covered with moss.
The temple door hangs slantingly, and it is difficult to close the latch. Only three large mottled characters on the stone plaque at the door can be vaguely seen: Wuhou Temple.
Shu people have always respected Zhuge Wuhou, and there are temples of Wuhou everywhere, but this temple is too remote.
When Xuanyuan climbed to the temple door, he subconsciously glanced back behind him. After making sure that no one was there, he gently opened the temple door and walked in.
Sikong Zhaiyue estimated that he had gone too far, so he dared to get up. After thinking for a moment, he launched his ultimate light skill, flew up the temple wall like flying smoke, and hid in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to follow him.
