Wow! Whether it was the gamblers sitting around the table, the businessmen sitting in the corner chatting and relaxing, or the monks discussing swords and making friends, everyone stared at the spiritual stones on the table as if they were looking at something. Some of them even showed greedy eyes, glancing back and forth at Yi Jing's body.
This inconspicuous man with a scar seemed to have endless wealth.
Just the spirit stones he threw on the table were enough to sell for millions of soul coins. Even if he bought this inn, it would be no problem.
Some martial practitioners with ulterior motives and a few guys with black scarves tied on their heads sitting at the gambling table in the upper left corner were already whispering to each other, as if they were discussing something.
Yi Jing, on the other hand, did not even look at them. He pointed at the spiritual stones on the table and said to the proprietress, "Ten of the fifth level, twenty-five of the sixth level, and fifteen of the seventh level. A total of fifty top-grade stones. Lingshi. With such a gambling capital, you can let the boss lady take the bank personally and take a gamble."
Everyone looked towards Yi Jing with bright eyes. After he said this, everyone's eyes in the hall shifted to the landlady at the same time.
I saw that Yi Jing was a big man with a scar. Although he was tall and strong, he was quite energetic. But what he was wearing was not conspicuous at all. At most, he is a small killer. Such characters are almost everywhere in the border areas of Wuhun Continent, and there are countless of them who come and go to Tongfu Inn every day.
But this was the first time I saw someone like Yi Jing being so "generous" with his actions.
The fifty high-grade spiritual stones on the table not only shocked the people in the hall, but the landlady also frowned, "Oh, this guest is really rich. So many high-grade spiritual stones. Even if it's It's enough to buy the slave's inn. Well, since you are so interested, the slave will come with you to gamble."
color! Inside the inn, a mountain of cheers immediately sounded.
The landlady made a bet, this was a "grand event" that was rare to see once or twice a year. No one who came to the inn to rest, including martial arts cultivators, businessmen, and spirit stone traders, wanted to miss it.
"Wait a minute, who wants to bet big? I will stay with you until the end."
The eyes in the hall suddenly turned to the other side. I saw an old man who was about fifty or sixty years old, holding a round thing in his hand. The thing was wrapped in cloth, and scarlet liquid seemed to be dripping from underneath.
"Ah, it's a human head." Someone finally recognized it and shouted in horror.
The people gathered around the gaming table immediately made room for an empty seat. From the demeanor of the old man and the golden machete hanging on his back, it can be inferred that his identity must be of great importance.
Yi Jing glanced at the old man, and even the proprietress of Tongfu Inn, who was slowly walking downstairs, was shocked. And he immediately came to the old man and looked at it again.
Yi Jing was shocked. Could it be that the boss's wife had known this person for a long time, so she was not too shocked by his appearance.
"Niu Sandao, you old immortal, where have you been in the past two months? I warm the pit for you every day, but you don't know where you are. I have a distinguished guest here today. Place your bet here. Just when I was about to take advantage of the landowner, you emerged from the ground. Are you here to mess with my situation?"
The old man known as Niu San Dao twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "Madam boss, when I come, I am a customer. When I come, as long as I spend money in your store, I am also a customer. Why do you need to treat me less favorably than others? Here is this distinguished guest."
As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of sighs in the entire inn.
The crowd started talking. Someone said, "It turns out he is a good guy."
"Oh my God, this man is an old devil. He has committed countless major crimes."
"Yes, yes, but twenty years ago, Niu Sandao had a falling out with Mr. Wu. Since then, he has almost never appeared in Mr. Wu's territory. Some people say that he went to the Arctic Continent, and some say that he went to the barbarian land. Land. Why did it appear again now?"
"In my opinion, Niu Sandao may have been the shame of Laixue twenty years ago..."
When Yi Jing heard this, he suddenly began to pay attention to this old man. It turns out that he actually has a grudge against the organizer of today's auction, but I don't know whether the news is true or false.
If Niu Sandao was invited by Boss Wu to act, then the good show is yet to come. It seemed that it was time for me to think of a way to test whether he was an enemy or a friend of Boss Wu.
"Your bet is the head in your hand?"
"Bo!" A head was thrown on the table, and Niu Sandao shouted, "Not bad."
"That won't work." Yi Jing said as he picked up the dice on the table, "Human heads are everywhere in Wuhun Continent. You won't dig one out from the ground. Dip it in the blood. . Just treat it as your own trophy and get it here to place your bets."
Niu Sandao frowned, "Boy, what are you talking about? How can I, Niu Sandao, be that kind of despicable person? I never change my name in business or my surname in sitting. If I don't have something important to do today, I will definitely I need to teach you a lesson, kid."
Yi Jing said disapprovingly, "But, you still want to bet? But what if I don't accept your bet?"
Niu Sandao immediately glanced at the proprietress Tongfu.
The eyes of the two parties made contact, and the eyes of those who did not know about it suddenly revealed a feeling of envy and jealousy.
The proprietress thought about it for about three seconds and immediately said to Yi Jing, "This head is definitely worthy of a bet. Master, your fifty spiritual stones are a big investment, and the head of Third Master Man is worth a bet." You can also guarantee it to him, and it will also be worth a lot of money. Trust me."
Yi Jing showed a charming expression, "No... okay."
Niu Sandao touched the handle of the knife behind his back. Everyone thought he was going to make a move, so they all avoided it.
Unexpectedly, Niu Sandao took out the knife and thrust it hard on the table, "Bring the wine."
The landlady winked at the waiters, and someone immediately brought the wine.
Niu Sandao sat down uninvited. When he rolled up his sleeves, several scratches of varying depths were exposed on his strong arms. Shocking.
Those who didn't know it thought he was being hunted here.
According to Yi Jing's inference, Niu Sandao must have rushed all the way to Tongfu Inn after fighting the owner of the human head.
Otherwise, with his skills, he should have enough time to sit down and recuperate, and heal his wounds, which is not a problem at all.
But why was he in such a hurry to rush back to the inn
Yi Jing couldn't help but exchange a look with Ba Fengnan who was hiding in the crowd, and immediately shouted, "Bring the wine."
Niu Sandao gave him a fierce look, but Yi Jing said disapprovingly, "We can't make the bet, but it's always okay to sit down and have a drink together."
There was a gurgling sound of wine, and Yi Jing watched the amber liquid flowing continuously in the bowl. He picked up the wine and drank, "Here, let's have three bowls first."
"Haha, the master is so proud. If I don't have a drink with you, wouldn't it be a disgrace to the master's family?"
"Okay!" There were cheers from all around.
Niu Sandao raised the bowl gently and glanced at Yi Jing without saying anything. Drink all the wine in the bowl.
Yi Jing and Tongfu's wife also drank the wine in their bowls without hesitation.
In an instant, three bowls of strong liquor, worth about ten taels, had entered everyone's belly.
Yi Jing felt as if there was a fire burning in his belly. His whole body was hot, and even the air he exhaled from his mouth was filled with fire.
"Since the bet doesn't work out, I won't bet anymore. Boss Wu, you evil thief, get out of here."
As soon as Mr. Wu's name came out, the entire hall fell into silence, as quiet as a ghost grave.
"Haha, haven't you wanted to kill me for a long time? It's been twenty years, and I'm still alive and well. If you are a man, get out of here and die immediately."
The other guests were frightened to death, some avoided him, some walked away in obscurity, and the hall suddenly became quiet. You can hear the needle drop.
The proprietress glanced at the crowd around her and said to Niu Sandao, "Third Master, you are probably drunk! Boss Wu is now the commander of the Tornado Camp. How could he appear here?"
"Beautiful lady, don't follow me like this. The big Wu Lao Shenlong has never seen its end. He has at least ten identities. In the Wuhun Continent, everyone knows and everyone doesn't know. Today I finally learned it." Silent knife skills. "I came here to challenge him. But I didn't expect that Boss Wu was finally old. He was too old to accept my awesome challenge, haha."
Snapped! Yi Jing slapped his palm on the table, "I'll bring her to meet you to see if you are qualified to challenge Boss Wu."
Man Dao San said in astonishment, "You? Huh, I'm afraid you are not qualified enough."
"Even if you don't believe me, how about you have a bet with me? If you lose, it's mine. If you win, you can take all the spiritual stones and heads on the table."
As soon as these words came out, those greedy drinkers who liked to take advantage of the excitement immediately surrounded him.
A pair of big, threatening hands touched the table in an instant. Niu Sandao counted the spiritual stones on the table, nodded and said, "They are all crystal clear and full of spiritual power. They are indeed treasures. Okay, I, Niu San If you lose with a knife, just cut off the head on your neck."
After saying that, he pulled out the knife on his back and struck Yi Jing across the table with one blow, "Rivers and mountains are easy to break."
The battle broke out instantly, and the table was immediately split into two sections with a swing of the machete. The audience screamed and exited the hall in an emergency. Even Mrs. Fu cursed, "Twenty years later, I still have a bad temper that will blow up if I can't change it..."
"Qiang!" Yi Jing came out with his enhanced soul sword, and touched the tip of the opponent's sword with one sword. The two of them sent out martial soul fists very violently, hitting each other. The two figures separated instantly, and stood on the symmetrical table. On the table, he stood steadily on the two tables with two feet left while swaying.