[Lu Xiaofeng] Bring a husband back to the ancient tomb

The four of them moved very quickly, and they reached their destination in just a cup of tea.Along the way, Yang Pingting watched all the routes calmly, and closed her eyes knowingly.

'Chichi' With the opening of the coffin lid, a loud voice rang out, 'Welcome to the Bliss Building, I wish the guest officials promotion and prosperity. A row of people standing straight, wearing uniform clothes and wearing masks bowed to Lu Xiaofeng, Yang Pingting and Sikong Zaixing.

A chubby man walked out of the crowd, holding a mahogany lacquered tray in his hand and walking towards the three of them. On the tray were three masks of different styles.

Lu Xiaofeng picked up one of the masks and played with it: "What does this mean?"

"This is the rule here. Not everyone who comes here wants to be recognized." After Sikong Zhaixing finished speaking, he picked up a mask and put it on his face.

Lu Xiaofeng nodded, handed the mask to Yang Pingting, and picked up another mask to put on his face.

Seeing that the three of them were all wearing masks, the fat man led the group of people behind him to retreat.The front hall, which was not small at all, seemed even wider.

Sikong Zhaixing led Lu Xiaofeng and Yang Pingting five steps forward, turned left and entered another room, where several girls wearing masks and pink dresses were fiddled with the musical instruments in front of them. : Qin, pipa, erhu, and jade flute are all available.Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zhaixing clapped their hands in sync with the rhythm, and when they came in front of them, maybe neither of them were very good at music, they clapped their hands in unison, stopped after a while, and continued to walk forward .

This is a very spacious flower hall, which is full of people.There were several tables in the center of the flower hall, and people gathered around the tables. Some of them were red-faced, some were blue-faced, and the only thing that remained unchanged was that their eyes were always on a person who was trying to roll Gu.On both sides of the flower hall, there are small tables, tables and chairs like ordinary people's houses.There are Pai Gow hanging on the wall as decoration.

Yang Pingting was an eye-opener this time, she didn't expect that this place could be manipulated like this, it's really insane.It's just too noisy, which makes people unhappy.But it is reasonable to think that this is a gambling house.

Yang Pingting looked around and found a special figure among the crowd.The visitor was well-dressed and meticulous. He shook the folding fan in his hand and strolled leisurely in the courtyard; he was fundamentally different from those around him who had already fallen into a demonic heart.

While Yang Pingting was looking at it, Lu Xiaofeng had already walked up to talk with the fan pendant he got from Sikong Jiexing.Apart from the location of this building, she didn't see anything special about her, so she followed Lu Xiaofeng's pace and came to the second floor of the Bliss Building.I heard from Sikong Zhaixing that people who come here are usually martial arts people, and they gamble not only on luck but also on martial arts.It's different from those wealthy businessmen downstairs who rely on luck.

The second floor is not as bright as the first floor, and the people who come here are not so sophisticated. What they gamble on is a good time, and they don't care about the rest at all.

Lu Xiaofeng took out an ingot of 20 taels of ingot and put it on a strip table, shouting: "I bet on this one."

He was competing with the turtle race. The dealer took out four different turtles, marked them with a famous name, and then the gamblers placed their bets.The turtle that reaches the finish line the fastest wins.And Lu Xiaofeng chose a tortoise that was not bet by anyone out of the ordinary.

Yang Pingting, who was not interested in this, just glanced at it lightly, without saying a word.

"My lord, the smallest bet on the second floor of the Bliss Building is also 20 taels." The dealer reminded: "You are too little."

The son who met Lu Xiaofeng only because of the fan pendant took out the fan pendant again and put it on, asking Lu Xiaofeng to gamble for him.

After the bet was placed, the game soon started.The tortoises, which were originally evenly matched, were pulled away because a fat man on the opposite side put his hand on the table.

Cheating?Yang Pingting raised her eyebrows, and calmly took out a copper coin from her pouch, twisted it between her middle finger and thumb, flicked it lightly, and the fat man quickly stepped back a few steps, and fell to the ground.The people around Fatty hugged him and helped him up: "Big Brother, Big Brother, are you alright?"

"Oh, we won, we won, great."

Following Sikong Zhaixing's shouts, the fat man who had just stood up pushed away the people around him and ran over.The green tortoise with the smeared back stopped firmly at the point, while the red tortoise he bet on was still some distance away from the finish line.The fat man gave Lu Xiaofeng a hard look, and left the second floor with a sigh.

Holding the silver taels from the bet, Sikong Zhaixing screamed excitedly.Although he is not a good gambler, how can he not be excited if he has won so much money for no reason.Only Lu Xiaofeng, Yang Pingting and that young master remained indifferent.

"Congratulations, both gentlemen. I wonder if you are interested in going to the third floor. The game of gambling there is more interesting." The person who came up with the silver tray was obviously the same height as Lu Xiaofeng, but he squatted down to look up. Looking at Lu Xiaofeng with a straight posture.Although he couldn't see his face, his words were full of pleasing meaning.

The third floor is different from the first and second floors. There is no spacious flower hall, but a separated independent room like an inn.They were taken to one of the rooms.In the spacious room, there are bookcases against the wall, full of books.The calligraphy and paintings on the wall are no longer pictures of 'Pai Gow', but real paintings and calligraphy.Yang Pingting doesn't recognize masterpieces by famous artists, but she also feels that this kind of decoration is much more elegant than before.Coupled with ambergris burning in the incense burner, it complements each other.

"Please Miss Wuyan." The man gestured towards the door.

A woman with heavy make-up was helped up by two little maids.The thick hair was tied into a ponytail, and the hair chain made of purple beads was wrapped around the bun. The rest of the hair was combed to the front of the right shoulder, and a purple flower was pinned to the left side of the cub.The purple hair flower and the purple dress on the body echoed each other. The tube top-style dress exposed a large snow-white chest under the neck, trembling slightly with the ups and downs of breathing.

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