"Since the show is about to start, Xiaoyin can help me arrange the gambling equipment!"
Seeing that her aunt was eager to play cards, Hong Ling raised her hand and asked the girl in a goose-yellow dress who was sitting at the main seat and responsible for making tea to entertain the guests to go to the pavilion to prepare some horse tags and ask the maid to prepare some refreshments.
"Okay, ancestor, Yin'er will go and make arrangements." Huang Yin saw his ancestor speaking and immediately agreed, then turned and left the tearoom to prepare the gambling table for the ancestors.
In the Huang family in Blackwater City, Hong Ling's identity belongs to the undoubted ancestor. Even Hong Ling is listed as the ancestor on the first page of the reconstructed family tree.
Therefore, all the men, women, and children in the Huang family refer to Taoist Mosquito as their ancestors, while fellow Taoists of the ancestors all refer to them as their seniors.
Although Su Yan was fifteen or sixteen years old, in the Huang family in Blackwater City, even an old man on crutches would call Su Yan "senior" when he saw him.
The Huang family has always believed that those who are mature come first, and monks who are not blood relatives are never prioritized based on their age.
Even if it is a baby, as long as his cultivation level is high enough, then the baby wearing a diaper in front of him is also a senior!
"Stop it, stop it!"
The Chicken Hatcher just raised his hand to touch Su Yan, who was adopted by his aunt. As a result, the aunt raised her hand and slapped the Chicken Hatcher on the back of the hand. She looked at the Chicken Hatcher with a wary face. Jun said:
"Don't touch my fortune fox fairy. If you touch it dirty, it will be your fault if I lose my spirit stone."
Su Yan's other luck is ordinary. Only his luck at the gambling table can be called: the son of luck. What's even more terrifying is that as long as he touches Su Yan, he can also get some of Su Yan's luck in gambling. .
The aunt was about to avenge her shame. How could she let the Chicken Hatcher touch Su Yan? Therefore, when she saw the Chicken Hatcher trying to touch Su Yan's head, the aunt directly slapped the Chicken Hatcher away. That was not very clean. little hands.
"Tsk, tsk."
The Chicken Hatcher squinted at his aunt with a look of disgust on his face, raised his hand and touched the back of his right hand that was painful from being slapped with his left hand, and said:
"If you don't want to be touched, I won't be touched, you stingy guy. I'll let you know later, what is Feng Shui and metaphysics are all superstitions. It's better to believe in luck than to believe in gods and immortals!"
Su Yan: "."
Senior Hatch, what you said makes sense. It's just that the talents of juniors may be a bit weird. You should be careful. My aunt just carried me all the way here.
According to past experience, after one lap you should be sweating on your forehead, your heartbeat should be racing in the second lap, and after three laps you should have qi and blood flowing backwards and become irritable and thunderous.
One round of four games, based on the doubled amount of five or ten coins of spirit stones, the amount on the gambling table after three rounds should reach over a thousand kilograms of spirit stones.
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Although there is also a handicap game in Ma Diao, which allows gamblers outside the Ma Diao table to place bets, Su Yan is not very interested in it, so he did not follow his aunt.
Su Yan believed that when the gambling table came and went, the spiritual stones on the gambling table never belonged to the gamblers.
Although his gambling luck is great, he is not invincible. The previous one-night Pai Gow battle with the Golden Scales of Falling Star City, and the two ended up tied, has already shown that his gambling luck actually has limitations.
Facing a monk with the same luck, it would end in a draw at most, and he would not be able to take advantage.
Gambling luck can only be regarded as an emergency resource.
"Senior Su, won't you participate in the betting?"
Su Yan was sorting out the storage rings when he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind. He turned his head and saw the girl in yellow standing behind him who had already left.
Su Yan shook his head and said, "I'm not good at playing games. My aunt and my wife don't like to play with me on weekdays."
"I see."
The girl in yellow nodded with enlightenment on her face, and said politely: "In that case, why not let junior Huang Yin lead Senior Su to stroll around the city? Our ancestors were afraid that Senior Su would be bored here, so he specially ordered Yin'er to accompany Su. Senior relieves his boredom."
Su Yan didn't like playing gambling, so Hong Ling specially asked Huang Yin to come over and take Su Yan around, so he shouldn't neglect it.
Aunt Su Yan gave the Huang family plenty of face, so the Huang family would not neglect their distinguished guests.
My aunt came to the Huang family not mainly to attend the wedding banquet, but to support Hong Ling!
A dignified earthly immortal held a banquet, but in the end, he couldn't even invite a monk of the same level. How could it be decent?
It’s not that Hong Ling doesn’t have Taoist friends, but that her family’s banquets are too frequent. There are several banquets a year, and they are all family banquets. The protagonist of the banquet is not Hong Ling herself, so most of her Taoist friends. It is to choose the 'gift arrives but the person does not arrive' method to respond to the invitation.
Banquets are held so frequently that a year is just a blink of an eye for the Earth Immortal. Some monks live far away and it takes more than a month to get there.
Unless the relationship is so good that we wear the same pair of trousers, no Taoist friends would be willing to go through such trouble.
My aunt doesn't live too far away, so every time Hong Ling holds a banquet, she always comes there, so that the Hong Ling family's banquet is decent in terms of appearance, and it's not like she can't even invite a Taoist friend of the same level. .
To the Huang family, the two aunts and nephews were more than just guests, they were simply the benefactors of the Huang family.
The rich are all the same, and the poor are all weird. For the declining Huang family, the more earthly immortal Taoist friends Hong Ling's ancestor has, the more stable the Huang family will be in Heishui City.
It also prevents other monks from pointing fingers behind my back.
"Well, it's a little bit cool."
Under the leadership of Huang Yin, Su Yan also walked from the teahouse to the street. The people he met along the way were all direct members of the various branches of the Huang family. After Huang Yin introduced him, the Huang family members all became excited after seeing Su Yan. He politely cupped his fists and bowed, calling out to Senior Su.
Su Yan had never seen such a scene before. He was at the bottom in terms of cultivation at home. Even if his old mother used a net to fish out the demon cultivators at the door, their cultivation level would be at the lowest Golden Core stage, ranging from the highest to the Divine Transformation stage. And enough.
It's even more outrageous at home, always turning into gods or high-ranking royal family seniors, so much so that His Majesty the Wusheng Emperor can be seen running around all over the floor.
Su Yan keeps asking people to call him little fox, or cute names like fox treasure.
Now that people were calling seniors one after another, Su Yan felt like he was a little lost.
The fox's tail almost reached the sky, and his vanity expanded faster than his weight.
"Senior Su, can I take the liberty to ask what level your cultivation level is now?"
Huang Yin looked at Su Yan with curiosity, and was very interested in Su Yan's cultivation level who seemed to be the same age.
"A few months to sixteen years old, not long after the golden elixir was obtained." Su Yan came back to his senses from being lost, and said with a slightly embarrassed expression on his cheeks.
Su Yan has seen too much of the world. In his subconscious mind, Golden Core monks are really very humble. They have just stepped out of the literacy class. They are like six or seven-year-old children who can barely leave home alone. It’s like playing in the sand a few hundred meters in front of your home.
If I walked another 200 meters, the owner's vicious dog might chase her home and crawl under her mother's skirt to hide.
Therefore, Su Yan never felt that there was anything good to introduce about his golden elixir level cultivation.
You haven't been struck by lightning in the Nascent Soul stage, so you have the nerve to show off your cultivation?
"A strong man in the golden elixir stage"
Huang Yin said something with envy. As a direct descendant of the Huang family in Blackwater City, she is currently seventeen years old. Due to her limited talent, she is only in the body refining stage. The highest achievement she can achieve in this life is only the golden elixir stage.
Because of her low cultivation level, she couldn't tell the depth of Su Yan's cultivation level at all. If it weren't for the elders talking, Huang Yin wouldn't even be able to tell that Su Yan was actually a demon clan.
"I'm so envious."
(End of chapter)
