I Raise Spiders in Pansi Cave

Erbing nodded to one of the bald heads, "Brother."

The bald man pushed the mahjong and waved his hand, and the other three retreated.

Qi Wufei scanned with his spiritual sense and found that the bald head's cultivation was much deeper than that of Erbing, and he had already entered the sect, but he didn't know whether it was a wrong cultivation or a problem with his aptitude, and he failed to break through the boundary of immortality.

"Didn't I let you stare, why are you back?" the bald head asked.

"Afeng and Sanbing are staring at the front and back doors, and no one has escaped."

"Hmm..." The bald head pondered for a moment, "Tell me everything he has done since he came here."

Erbing explained Qi Wufei's action trajectory from staying in the hotel to going out for shopping and eating and then returning, including what he ate in the noodle shop.

"Are you sure you didn't get lost in the middle? Like going to the toilet or something?" the bald head asked.

Erbing said, "Sure, I'll keep an eye on it."

The bald head nodded and said: "Okay, then you should go to rest quickly, and replace Sanbing and Afeng in the middle of the night, so don't be careless."

Erbing said, "Boss, what is the background of this man?"

The bald head said: "I don't know either, the God of Wealth asked me to watch."

Erbing's eyes immediately showed respect: "It turns out that the God of Wealth ordered the job!"

The bald head asked, "What kind of person do you think that kid is?"

"He's just a poor boy, and he lives in the worst room in Jinsheng Palace." Erbing said.

The bald head stared: "You are so stupid! These days, there are fewer people pretending to be pigs and eating tigers? There are no poor people who live in Jinsheng Palace!"

Two cakes even claimed to be.

The bald head said, "You go."

Two cakes went out.

Bald picked up the phone and dialed a number.

Qi Wufei glanced at the number and made sure it wasn't for Tualaon, so he wrote down the number.

After the call was connected, Erbing said, "God of Wealth, I'm a whiteboard, people are watching, everything is going well."

"Did you watch it yourself?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was very strange, obviously it had been modified.

It seems that this God of Wealth is very cautious, even his own people are not at ease.

"Yes... no, at first I watched it myself, but now I let my subordinates watch it." The white board's voice was a little weak, and it seemed that he was very afraid of the God of Wealth. "Don't worry, I didn't run away."

"You'd better keep an eye on me. If something goes wrong, Da Sanyuan will lose a card."

"Yes, yes, I must keep an eye on it."

Baiban put down the phone, rubbed the sweat on his brow, called Erbing in again, and said:

"You order a cake, and you both go to watch it. Keep an eye on me, and don't make any mistakes."

Although Erbing was suspicious, she agreed and went out.

While the whiteboard was not paying attention, Qi Wufei took three cards from the mahjong table, one was rich, one was red, and one was white.

He put the three cards neatly on the desk.

I just saw the whiteboard when I turned around.

He remembered what the God of Wealth said on the phone just now, "The Big Sanyuan will lose one card..."

"God of Wealth?" The whiteboard stood in a circle, saw the doors and windows closed, and said uneasy, "I really went there just now, and now I have sent the most capable men to watch..."

Qi Wufei deliberately asked in a dark voice: "Where is the God of Wealth?"

Startled, the whiteboard asked, "Who?"

Qi Wufei said: "Never mind who I am, tell me, where is the God of Wealth?"

Bai Ban flipped his wrist and held a knife. The blade glowed with a faint blue light, and he knew it was a magic weapon at a glance.

It's a pity that he has just started to practice, and he hasn't even completed the foundation building. Even in the past, Qi Dongfei would not be afraid of him, let alone now.

With a light tap of his finger, the white board among the three mahjong tiles on the table cracked.

The sound of mahjong cracking is particularly harsh in a quiet room.

"Who the hell are you?" Bai Ban's hand holding the knife trembled a little, and there was guilt in his voice.

"The God of Wealth can't keep you, where is he?"

The voice of Qi Dongfei was indistinct.

The whiteboard slashed at the air a few times, the knife technique was calm and sophisticated, and the knife energy inspired by the mana through the blade roared in the room. It could be seen that the foundation was good, but it was a pity that he went astray.

Qi Wufei just wanted to try the power of Chengying Sword.

Then he held the Chengying sword with the sword holding formula and waved it lightly.

There was not a trace of mana fluctuations in the room.

The knife in Bai Ban's hand suddenly snapped without warning.

The blade fell to the ground with a loud clang.

Then, Baiban noticed that the clothes on his chest were also opened, and his skin was cold.

He stood there in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.

"Where is the God of Wealth?"

"I... I don't know." The whiteboard seemed to be listless, without any momentum, "No one knows where he is."

Qi Wufei felt that the whiteboard did not seem to be telling lies.

Of course, he can arrest the soul of the white board and torture to find out the truth, but he doesn't intend to disturb the person behind the white board at this time.

What's more, it is impossible for this kind of organized underground society to not have the eyeliner of the City God's Division and the Immortal Shield Bureau.

When he first came to Nalan City, he had no foundation, and it would be inconvenient for him to do anything in the future.

Qi Wufei decided to keep it for now. This kind of power is sometimes more useful than the people of the City God's Department. Now that it hits, it can't be wasted.

Of course, the premise is to get rid of the mysterious God of Wealth first.

No matter which God of Wealth you are, who told you to mess with me first?

With a light touch of his hand, the Hongzhong and Facai on the table also shattered.

The three cards were all turned into powder, picked up by a gust of wind from nowhere, and dissipated in the air.

Three more cards flew up from the card table and landed lightly on the table, replacing the original three.

Baiban watched all this happening nervously, his eyes flickering.

Qi Wufei believed that he had understood it.

"May I ask who is the master, what's his name?" Bai Ban threw away the broken knife in his hand, and asked, facing the air.

"I'm wild." Qi Wufei said.

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Chapter 140 One Step Ahead

"Joker?"

Baiban did not expect the other party to report such a name.

In mahjong tiles, isn't all-match the God of Wealth?

There are also places where it is called draw, which can be used as any card when winning.

Since it is called wild, it is naturally aimed at the God of Wealth.

Bai Ban is a smart man, he doesn't want to die, but he won't offend the God of Wealth for a mysterious "wild match".

He turned to the back of the desk, took out two thick wads of money from the drawer, put them on the desk respectfully, and said:

"My place is just a small temple, there is not much oil and water, please be versatile... Daxian accepts it with a smile!"

Of course, Qi Wufei was not tempted by the mere tens of thousands of cattle coins, so he just watched with a smile on his face and didn't speak.

But the more silent you are, the more flustered the whiteboard will be.

He waited for a while, then opened the lower drawer again, took out more money, and stacked them neatly on the table.

Qi Wufei still didn't speak.

Whiteboard gritted his teeth, walked to the wall, opened a hidden compartment, and there was a safe inside.

He opened the safe, took out two wads of purple coins, put them on the table together, and said:

"There are [-] purple coins here, which are all my belongings, please accept them with a smile!"

Qi Wufei shook his head secretly.

A dignified boss, with a group of [-] to [-] young horses, he has only saved such a small amount of money after so many years.

I told you to study hard, how good is the mixed system, what kind of brown society is mixed!

Look at me, within less than a month of entering the industry, I went from a pauper who paid off loans to a well-off life in one step.

Thinking of the loan, Qi Wufei became a little resentful again.

In the morning at the bank, he wanted to settle the loan ahead of schedule, but the bank said that the early repayment not only pays the interest, but also pays liquidated damages.

What kind of world is this!

The whiteboard stared at the money on the table, feeling very upset.

He wished he could send this invisible "immortal" away quickly, but he felt sorry for the [-] purple coins.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the money on the table is still there.

"This... all-match... Great Immortal... are you still there?" the white board asked tentatively.

Qi Wufei was on the side, not saying a word.