How to Raid the Flower of Low Ridge

"Four nine 36, how much is five nine?"

"Hmm... 63?"

"Jing Jie," Shen Yun sighed, "I don't think you have lost your memory, but your intelligence."

The darkness in front of him was almost getting used to it, Jing Jie got tired of reciting the nine-nine mantra five or six times, Shen Yun stretched out his arms, and began to think about what it would be like to be out of the line for No. 16 times.

"Actually, I should have stopped him. Mi Yuan has been a good boy since he was a child. How did he come into contact with gambling... I wanted to play with him quietly back then, but forget it, the senior sister will scold me to death..." Shen Yun muttered Goo, I am becoming more and more impatient, or the anxiety of being isolated in silence is accumulating in my heart.

The cultivation base of the little nephew is lower than his own, it is not difficult for Shen Yun to get rid of the resistance in front of him, he is willing to stay inside, just because he trusts Yan Yegui and Lu Miyuan.But counting the time now, it's almost sunrise. If the two of them can't solve the dealer before sunrise... Shen Yun pursed her lips, unwilling to make unnecessary guesses.

"Why don't I give them another half a quarter of an hour, and if there is no news after half a quarter of an hour, I will..." Before he could finish this sentence, a strong wind suddenly hit his ears!

The instinct of practicing sword all the year round caused Shen Yun to dodge to the side, and he only felt something flying past his hair and falling behind with a bang.

"Hide well."

"Master Yan?" Suddenly a voice other than Jing Jie appeared in his ear, Shen Yun couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he could hear the voice outside, which meant that the barrier that trapped him was broken.

"Where's Mi Yuan?" Shen Yun asked immediately.

"Prisoner Lu has gone upstairs."

Shen Yun couldn't see, and could only tell from the sound that Yan Yegui was about a foot away from him. What was strange was that the other party's answer ran from Shen Yun's left ear to his right ear, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, as if he was avoiding something. .

In addition to Yan Yegui's voice, there are more noises in my ears. These howls of ghosts and wolves also follow the footsteps of Immortal Master Yan from left to right, and then from right to left in an instant. Clang noise.

"What's all this..." Shen Yun became more and more confused as he listened, and couldn't help raising his voice to ask questions repeatedly, "The game is over? Why didn't you but Mi Yuan win to the end? What happened outside? What about the banker, the banker?" dead?"

"The game is over. I'm fighting. My gambling skills are slightly inferior to fellow practitioner Lu. It's chaotic outside. The banker doesn't know." Even though he was hiding in the hall, Immortal Master Yan's voice remained calm. , while he finished answering Shen Yun's questions one by one, the man had already rushed in front of Shen Yun and grabbed his arm.

"Why, what are you doing, Immortal Master Yan, aren't you a high-mountain flower that doesn't touch the mortal world? What kind of words are you talking about with me?" Shen Yun asked strangely.

"Then fellow practitioner Shen, who is the flower of the low hills, will help me clean up this group of crazy gamblers." Yan Yegui didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and shoved the wooden stool into his hand.

"I'm blind but I'm a wounded person..." Having said that, Shen Yun weighed the stool in his hand twice, and the corners of his mouth turned up, "Okay, I would like to follow the court's instruction and cooperate with the law. Immortal Master Yan will lead the way. Where will I hit?"

He rolled up his sleeves, closed his eyes and grinned at Yan Yegui: "Let me tell you, before the Master gave me the Tongchun Sword, my alias in Dancheng was —— God of War."

Sitting and waiting is not Shen Yun's personality, he has always pursued the initiative.

Yan Yegui is indeed not good at fighting people, except for the two successful sneak attacks at the beginning, after Lu Miyuan went upstairs, he has no room to attack, and he can only rely on the lightness of steps of the cultivator to manage to fight against the crowd in the room. Dealing with gamblers.But with Shen Yun in his hands, the situation immediately reversed.

Youyan also guides the way, Master Fan of Tianxian Court Sword really lives up to the name of "Stool God of War", he is tall and legs long hands and feet, and he kicks and smashes a short stool in his hands like a tiger. Inside became even more insane.

As if to compensate for the lost vision, Shen Yun's other four senses gradually became extremely sharp. He followed Yan Yegui's instructions again, and after smashing the gambler on the left, he finally couldn't help asking: "Master Yan, did I really hit a human? Why does it feel like it's hard and doesn't look like a human?"

Yan Yegui glanced at the left side lightly: "Oh, not long after fellow practitioner Lu went up, this group of people turned into ghosts for some reason."

"You didn't say such a thing earlier!" Shen Yun jumped up in fright.

"Anyway, you have to beat people, and you have to beat ghosts, what's the difference?" Yan Ye answered lightly, "There is another one ahead, six feet seven inches tall, remember to start."

Shen Yun waved his hand as he said, but it seemed to hit a ripe persimmon, the touch was soft and stagnant, some liquid splashed on his face, Shen Yun was even more shocked: "...I You won't kill this man, will you?"

"He's not dead, he always looks like that." Yan Yegui looked at the group of demons dancing in front of him, his eyes were calm.

With the joint efforts of the two, the whole third floor finally turned from howling ghosts and howling wolves into mourning. The only person who could stand on the ground with both feet was Jing Jie who was holding a bamboo pole in the corner.Shen Yun calmed down and threw away the low stool in his hand: "Okay, I can finally say a few words safely."

"What fellow practitioner Shen wants to say."

"Are they all Class C ghosts?" Shen Yun confirmed again.

"It's not." Yan Yegui looked around at the mess on the ground, "Since it seems real here, I think maybe the dealer wants us to mistake them for ghosts."

"Tsk, it doesn't make sense. The banker has so many ways to scare us, what's wrong with misidentifying ghosts." Shen Yun didn't hesitate, and continued to ask the next question, "Is there that boy who is the banker among the people I just beat up?" ?”

"Yes, that child was the first one to mutate." Yan Yegui replied, "He wanted to hug your thigh and bite, but you kicked him out."

Shen Yun: "..."

He reflected on himself, and then said, "Master Yan, maybe we can make another guess—it's not that the dealer wanted them to turn into ghosts to scare us, but that something happened to the dealer himself, which caused his illusion to go wrong. .”

"Probably." Yan Ye replied noncommittally, "Does fellow practitioner Shen have anything else to say?"

"Yes. Where is the door to the fourth floor?"

"It's on your right, what are you going to do on the fourth floor?"

"Of course I went up to find someone."

"The stairs you know to go up are constructed with illusion."

"How do you know if you don't try?" Shen Yun smiled, "According to what you said, not long after Mi Yuan went upstairs, this group of people changed, and the refusal line that framed me disappeared, so he must have appeared on it. Something happened. I am his uncle, he is the person I am covering, I have to go up and have a look."

Yan Yegui was silent for a rare moment, his thin lips moved silently, as if he was figuring something out, after a while the young man said: "The hexagram says to open the door to see evil spirits."

"Then I'll go see Sha."

"You have no eyes." Yan Yegui emphasized.

"Wouldn't that be better, if you can't see the evil spirit, naturally you don't count as seeing the evil spirit." Shen Yun said.

Yan Yegui: "..."

It is rare for Shen Yun to beat his roommate in the debate. He smiled more and more complacently. He lifted his arm, and with a little ingenuity, he released Yan Yegui's hand, and pushed the opponent in the direction of Jing Jie: "Now the third floor is already closed. There's no danger, at worst I'll set up an formation for you. Don't worry, my refusal is much stronger than my nephew, even if I'm gone, this formation will be enough for the three of you to last until dawn."

After he finished speaking, he buckled out the spell, and precisely locked Yan Yegui and the other three into the formation, and then walked towards the stairs on his right without looking back.One step, two steps, three steps... The toes touched the steps, and the touch was solid.Shen Yun stepped on the wooden steps, continued to walk up, and finally stopped in front of the closed door.

Open the door to see evil?

Shen Yun laughed, pointing at the door with spiritual power like a blade with his fingertips: "Then see you. Bro."

The door exploded, and billows of black mist gushed out, engulfing him in an instant.

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I’m sorry for the late docking of Haizhongjue’s radio drama...Actually, this chapter wants to play the folded stool God of War stalk, but I think that there is no folded stool in the world view of cultivation, so I wrote a stool [ntm]

I wrote this article quite freely _(:з」∠)_ If you have any questions, feel free to ask!But don't ignore me TVT