Qin Shu was also quite confused and thought about it silently for a moment. Obviously, the senior brother was very fond of this in the beginning, why doesn't he do it now? Do tastes change so quickly?
Seeing her pursed lips and looking thoughtful, Cheng Yan added lightly, "If you don't tell me, I will tell Wen Chi later."
Qin Shu: "..."
If the second senior brother knew that she was shamelessly betting on herself to win, wouldn't he still laugh at her to death?
"No, no, no, no! No, Senior Brother, just say what you say. Why did you file a complaint just after you disagree? Second Senior Brother has worked hard in cultivation, so don't tell him this little thing." Qin Shu said quickly.
"Then why don't you tell me quickly?" Cheng Yan's face was a little impatient, but there was a subtle smile in his eyes.
He must have heard correctly just now, what they said about earning spiritual stones...
Qin Shu was helpless and could only sigh and tell her that when she learned that someone had opened a bet and won, she went to bet on herself and earned some pocket money.
Listening to Qin Shu's words, Cheng Yan's eyes gradually became more excited, like a shining obsidian.
"I didn't know this existed before." There was a hint of restrained excitement in his voice.
Qin Shu waved her hand, "Senior Brother is focused on cultivation, so it's normal not to know this. I only found out after hearing Senior Brother Xiong Jun talk about it."
"Where to place your bet?" Cheng Yan asked.
Qin Shu happened to be going to collect the spirit stones, so she took Cheng Yan with her, "Elder brother, come with me."
The opening place was in a Zen room not far from the light curtain, and I don’t know who did it.
Cheng Yan also had a competition today. He was secretly thinking about betting on himself to win, but when he saw the thirty-eight thousand six hundred and seventy-two to one behind his name...
It’s okay if you can’t place this bet!
It's all about him winning, so what's the point? No matter how much you bet, you won't be able to earn a few spiritual stones.
He frowned and glanced at Wen Chi's name again, fifty-one thousand four hundred and thirty-six to one...
There are more than 10,000 more than him. So many people are sure that he can win? Could it be that Wen Chi showed his trump card so early?
No, that shouldn't be the case. According to his junior brother's net worth, using a magic weapon every day would keep him from doing the same thing for three hundred and sixty-five days.
Are these people crazy? Even though you know you won't get much spiritual stone, you still bet on him to win?
However, what the simple senior brother does not know is that there are many people in this world who act based on appearance and spend money just for appearance! Just have fun.
After all... there are not many opportunities for such a top-notch man to spend money on him.
Qin Shu also followed her senior brother's gaze and saw her two senior brothers, and she couldn't help but feel envious at this sight.
Why are there so many differences between people? Thinking of her humble one-to-twenty-seven, she was brought back by the fact that she had planted a thousand high-grade spiritual stones herself... She didn't need to coax her, she could just cry quietly for a month.
However, when a monk handed her Qin Shuying's spiritual stone, she immediately became happy again.
A storage bag full of spiritual stones successfully cured her newfound sorrow. Cheng Yan, who saw the light of the high-grade spiritual stones inside through the small gap inadvertently exposed by Qin Shu, felt that it was his turn to be sad this time.
I feel envious in my heart and find it difficult to speak. Who knew that he controlled six furnaces of elixirs at the same time, worked hard for so long, and only earned a thousand high-grade spiritual stones? And junior sister earned so many spiritual stones easily?
If Qin Shu knew what he was thinking at this time, she would definitely have to educate him on the difference between capitalists and workers.
Cheng Yan looked away from Qin Shu's storage bag with difficulty, and his voice became a little hoarse when he asked: "Junior sister, what are your odds?"
A trace of shame flashed across Qin Shu's face, "It's just one to two..."
"Say it nicely!" Cheng Yan glanced sideways at her.
Qin Shu had a straight face and quickly added: "Twenty-seven!"
Cheng Yan:......
No wonder he could earn so many spiritual stones. These people were all deceived by his little junior sister who pretended to be a pig and eat the tiger!
The moment the two of them walked out of the door, Qin Shu heard his serious senior brother suddenly say: "Next time you bet on yourself, bet some for me, senior brother."
Qin Shu: "..."
"Senior brother! You must not!" Qin Shu refused categorically and persuaded her earnestly: "I was originally the last one to come in. This time I was lucky enough to meet someone with a weaker strength. How can I be so lucky every time?" The opponents you encounter will definitely be more powerful, and you can’t bet like this... if you don’t take the shortcut, it will be an abyss!”
Cheng Yan glanced at her lightly, "Who said in the first place that she would definitely win two games?"
Qin Shu: "..."
She smiled bitterly, "Brother, I was all joking. I'm really not sure this time. The opponents I face next are probably opponents who are at the tenth level of Qi training and ready to perfect the foundation. They are a full four points higher than me. In the small realm, even if the sword cultivator can cross the level to challenge, he can't cross so many levels. I have little chance of winning. A small gamble is good, but a big gamble is harmful to the body. I can't cheat our own family... don't you think so?"
Cheng Yan looked at Qin Shu with a strange expression. After a long time, he raised his lips and revealed a smile, "Junior sister, you just do your best. There is no need to worry about anything else. I know what's going on, senior brother."
Qin Shu looked at him like this, as if she had been convinced?
Then I relaxed a little, and just as I was about to go back, Wen Chi appeared out of nowhere, "Hey, it looks like I won a lot?"
The storage bag in Qin Shu's hand had already been put into the storage ring. How did he see that he had won a lot?
Qin Shu blinked her eyes, still wanting to fool her, so she said, "It's not much, just sprinkle some water."
Wen Chi sneered, and there seemed to be broken stars scattered in his clear eyes, "You are the only one who can hide this from your senior brother?"
Qin Shu originally wanted to resist, but she suddenly thought of something, her face fell down, and she asked in shock: "You, you, you... you can't be... the banker, right?"
The fluctuating fan in Wen Chi's hand swayed slightly, and the fingers holding on to the white fan bones looked particularly slender and slender.
He smiled with satisfaction, "Not bad, it's quite discerning."
Qin Shu felt a little frustrated. She should have thought of it. Someone opened the market at Xuantianmen, and there were still people opening the market at Wanfa Terrace of Putuo Temple.
Who else could it be besides her second senior brother? No wonder the second senior brother is so rich. With a brain like his, others can only run behind him.
Even if he causes trouble for thousands more years, I'm afraid his net worth will only become richer and richer...
When Qin Shu thought about this, her eyes suddenly became firm!
She decided! From now on, I will hold on to the golden thigh of Second Senior Brother! He eats meat and she drinks soup! Have enough food and clothing, and become well-off! The future is promising!
