Jiraiya's Heroic Stories: Genshin Impact

Soon the old man finished playing with the dice cup and slammed it on the table. Then a twisted smile appeared on his skinny face, and before Paimon could react, the surroundings began to shake violently.

"Hahaha! It's been a while since I've seen that old foreigner start the betting! I just had bad luck today and lost everything. Come on! I'm going to bet everything on the foreigner! I'll even bet my life on him and see how much he can be worth."

The gamblers who were immersed in the gambling in the casino actually stopped their bets one after another.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding ice elemental power condensed rapidly, and the chill was penetrating, including the seats where Jiraiya, Orochimaru, Paimon, and the so-called ghost were sitting, as well as the gambling table in front of them.

They were all lifted up by the solid ice and rushed towards the ceiling at a rapid speed, and were about to break through the first floor.

Paimon was about to get up and fly downwards, but was frozen in his seat by the ice elemental force and could not move.

At the same time, he looked around and saw that Jiraiya, Orochimaru and others were not spared.

"Hey, hey, are you going to perish with us?" Paimon was extremely panicked at the moment. If the Traveler hadn't been beside her, she would have fainted on the spot.

The only difference was that, except for Paimon, the others seemed unusually calm, and the traveler just clenched his fists, but had no plans for the next step.

Noel and Ichito below just looked up slightly and planned to rush forward.

However, just as he was about to start, someone behind him said, "I suggest you trust them. After all, if you act rashly, that flying pet may not be able to dodge those hundreds of sharp arrows."

Kakashi looked up and spotted the crossbowmen hiding on both sides. The crossbow arrows were attached with various elemental powers.

Judging from the known information, these guys either have God's Eye or Evil Eye. Of course, the possibility that they are all God's Eye is not high.

But with such a large number of evil eyes, it seems that this casino is really unusual.

At this moment, the ice floors of all floors of the building, except the first floor, are all opened to both sides under the control of the ice elemental force.

At least he didn't have to worry about banging his head on the ceiling, and Paimon's pounding heart calmed down a little.

After climbing to a certain height, Jiraiya and his three companions were stranded between the third and fourth floors.

As the ice was completely cleared, the crowd crowded in the corridors, looking down or up, shouting: "I bet one million Mora on the foreigners, I bet four million Mora on the foreigners!, I bet twenty million Mora on the foreigners..."

At this moment, Noelle had noticed that there were more than a dozen crossbowmen on almost every floor, aiming their arrows at the four people in midair. At that distance, he was afraid that he could not guarantee Paimon's safety.

In this situation, Noelle can only trust Jiraiya and the Traveler, even if she has to trust in luck...

Kakashi didn't seem to be worried, but instead looked sharply at the person who had just given the reminder.

This person turned out to be a strange old man less than three inches tall, with a pointed nose and ears, and a snow-white mustache under the pointed nose. He did not look like a human at all.

The elegant dress was expensive and should be very warm. He wore a hat that was almost half his height. He wore black-framed glasses like an English noble and carried a black cane.

There is a hint of shrewdness in her small eyes.

He is definitely another weirdo. This was the first impression that this little old man gave to the people present.

"Alas, can't there be a few more normal people like me in this world?" Aratake Ichito thought.

However, it seems that everyone in the world thinks that they are normal. And Ichito is probably the least qualified to say this, right?

"Excuse me, sir. When I see this scene, I wonder who this foreigner they are shouting about is?" Kakashi asked the man in a literary tone.

This casino is full of weirdos, and there are probably not many people who can be questioned, although the guy in front of him is also a weird one. But at least he helped just now.

But before the man could answer, a loud voice shouted over the side: "You don't even know the ghost man?! He is a gambling monster who has never lost in more than 30 years in hundreds of casinos in Liyue! He doesn't gamble for money!

Maybe he was just looking for the excitement of risking his life on the gambling table? That’s right! In the past thirty years, anyone who gambled with him…”

Before the loudmouth could finish his words, the white guy above shouted, "Judging from the stakes you've placed on me, it seems like you guys never have enough to play with, eh? But now that we're here, we have to start! Come on! Everyone! Tell me how you want to play?"

While shouting, the foreigner opened his arms and looked around at the crowd, like a superstar in the center of the stage, surrounded by the crowd.

And on the ice, there was a madly rolling and rising Mora. This was the bet that all gamblers were willing to place on the foreigners!

More than 2 billion! And it’s still rising!

"Hanging ghost game! Hanging ghost game! Hanging ghost game! Hanging ghost game..." The crowd shouted in unison. The unanimous voice almost shook the ice surface.

"What is the Hanging Ghost Game?" As soon as the silly Yidou asked this question, the superiors had already given the answer.

As the crowd shouted loudly, four thick hemp ropes immediately dropped from the icy roof and were placed neatly around the necks of the five people.

Paimeng subconsciously tried to break free, but after struggling twice, he felt a pain on his cheek. A sharp arrow quickly passed along Paimeng's cheek and stuck into the gambling table.

"You're a fool, I suggest you don't move. This is just a warning, if you move again, this will be the same.

After all, this is the dark side of Liyue and the dark side has its own rules. Even the Thousand Rocks Army and the Seven Stars are useless here. No one can break it, not even me." The ghost said with a grim smile and clapped his hands again.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of ropes were lowered behind him, but the difference was that they were densely packed with dead bodies!

Every corpse had a hideous look, with protruding facial features. Their eyeballs looked like they would fall out at any time. Those with tongues would stick out, but the tongues of a large number of the corpses seemed to have been bitten off by themselves before they died.

"In the game of hanging ghosts, for the sake of fairness, each person has 100 chips. Whoever loses all his chips will have his chair fall down immediately, and the person in that position will naturally become like the person behind me.

These are all my opponents in the past thirty years. Yes, all those who gambled with me were hanged on it. "

The foreigner smiled grimly, as if he was putting psychological pressure on a few people, and then he wanted to quietly look at the faces of the three young men in front of him.

This bluffing trick really works every time!