Jun You Ji Fou

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The evening light was swallowed by the high peaks and cliffs, and the night covered the world. Haoyue poured in, reflecting the bamboo forest in the suburbs of Chang'an. Zhu Ying is a sacred place, a secluded and weird place, with a faint voice shattered in the wind.

"Master Su, I suddenly feel that you are not here to investigate the casino."

"how you said that?"

"Look at these four unmanned situations. It looks like a night club. How can you be frank, if you are already tempted, what are you going to do to me?"

"……What can I do?"

Chu Mingyun gathered his shirt, already holding the sandalwood fan in his hand, staring at Su Shiyu's back with a smile: "I can do more naturally, it is better to discuss with us. I can teach you this How to take off your clothes faster, you can also tell me which one you like..."

"Master Chu," Su Shiyu suddenly turned his head, and Chu Mingyun stepped closer.

"It's true," Su Shiyu looked at him. He stunned slightly and said, "Huh?"

"Su Mou can't remember the last time he was able to communicate with you normally."

"..."

Su Shiyu turned his head back and tried a few steps forward, suddenly feeling something **** his feet. He leaned over and carefully looked at the green bamboo roots with the light of the fire-folder in his hand. After a while, he stretched out his hand and pulled out a thin iron ring from the bamboo roots that were not in the soil. A hoarse friction sounded, and a small piece of land was Then it lifted up, and the dust was suddenly scattered.

Chu Mingyun stepped back, covering his mouth and nose, and saw that the open land fell to the ground. It turned out to be an iron plate, which covered a stone path underneath. The road was extremely narrow, dark and dull, and it went down in a dark way, as if going to Huangquan Ming Road.

"This is the entrance to the gambling house?" Chu Mingyun said unabashedly. "Who can enter the gambling place and have any interest in gambling?"

"The more expensive people will naturally have other ways to enter, but we only bought a few gamblers and had to ask Master Chu for grievance." Su Shiyu said, "That's why Yin Cai, the Jingzhao government, hasn't blocked this. The gambling house, otherwise I am afraid that the official house on this side has not yet been able to enter, there has already escaped clean."

Chu Mingyun hummed unclearly.

Su Shiyu extinguished the fire, and was about to enter. Suddenly he thought of something, "This road should be extremely dark. Could Master Chu be uncomfortable?"

"What can I do if it's uncomfortable, will you pull me away?"

Chu Mingyun originally answered casually, but Su Shiyu really reached over and took his wrist lightly. Under the moonlight, the bamboo shadow was mottled, and Su Shiyu looked back at him with a faint smile, "Then go."

He couldn't answer for a while.

They stepped into the entrance and slowly walked down the stone steps. There was no light on the way, and the vision was full of black that could not be melted away. As they continued to move forward, the surroundings became colder and colder, sticking to the skin, as if to penetrate into the texture, Chu Mingyun only felt that there was only a little temperature left in the body, and the thin warmth from the sleeve, yes The warmth of the palm.

No one spoke, only the sound of footsteps stepped over the stone steps.

I don't know how long it took, but I felt that the stone steps were turned up from the bottom, and the road seemed like if there was light, going back dozens of steps, suddenly bright.

It seems to be in the middle of the valley. The pavilion in front of me is soaring, painted with beams and eaves.

The little man in front of Zhu Men had a pair of masks on his face. When Chu Mingyun and Su Shiyu approached, someone troted up and greeted them with two white masks. "Yo, welcome the two grandfathers to Yongle Square , I wish you all a lot of fun!"

Chu Mingyun looked down at the exquisite workmanship mask in his hand, "What do you do with this?"

"Not everyone here comes to want to know. Put on a mask, no matter what you do, you are always more comfortable." Xiao Du laughed.

The mask went down forehead, covering most of his face, only showing his jaw. Chu Mingyun and Su Shiyu glanced at each other, smiled in a low voice, and pushed in.

The rich wine flavor mixed with fat powder scent floated in the entire hall, the sound of Qian Yin's impact was crisp, and the voice of the singer was mixed in the hustle and bustle of shouting and shouting. Looking around, Zhang Zhang's gambling table was full of people, and glamorous gambling shuttled between them, and the atmosphere was warm.

"Huh?" Chu Mingyun saw what Su Shiyu said with his mouth, and stretched out his hand to draw him closer to his ear: "What did you just say?"

Su Shiyu hesitated and did not push him away, saying: "There is nothing to be seen in this round, we have to find a way to see the owner of the casino."

"Master Su seems to have an idea?"

"The reason why it is attractive here is that in addition to all taboos and gambling, there is a more important point," Su Shiyu said. "Those gamblers say that there is a rule here. The person who wins the most in the field can go upstairs to gamble with the owner. One hand, the winner can freely make a wish, they will certainly do it."

"Feel free?" Chu Mingyun laughed sarcastically.

I am afraid that such arrogant words will not be easily spoken even in the present Holy Spirit.

Su Shiyu nodded, "So I think it's weird here, it's not like a place to simply accumulate wealth." Yan Zhi looked at Chu Mingyun.

The two of them were too close together, and they looked directly at each other with their eyes. Chu Mingyun's eyes were clear, he was a little stunned, unconsciously backed away, and pulled away a little distance.

Chu Mingyun touched his eyes and seemed to understand why Su Shiyu said he would ask for help, so he asked, "You don't gamble?"

"Naturally this doesn't work," Su Shiyu smiled. "If you bet on Xiao Shang, you can barely give it a try. But the most gambling table in this room is the nine-one card. I can't do anything."

Chu Mingyun smiled, "It happens, I won't gamble."

Su Shiyu turned to look directly at Chu Mingyun, and he could clearly feel his deep surprise through the mask.

"..." Chu Mingyun looked at him, "I'm just like a person who doesn't learn to be arrogant and indifferent?"

Su Shiyu silently withdrew his eyes and smiled, "How come."

Chu Mingyun raised his eyebrows coolly and said: "I'm also a man in the army anyway, and the military discipline is strict, no matter how I am a person, I must always lead by example in this regard."

"...It's rude." Su Shiyu paused, rarely hesitating, "Since this, do you want to go back and discuss again?"

"Whereever you go, here you come." Chu Mingyun looked at the largest gambling table in the center of the hall, where the crowd was crowded, and the chips piled up on the table could be seen vaguely. The characters on the table were all dressed and luxurious, and were behind them. Serve with a little boy serving tea. One of the young people in purple shirts was particularly conspicuous, full of accessories and exquisiteness. He shook a famous fan of gold paint and jade bones and threw two black dominoes. A few feet away, he could see the frivolity of his hands and feet. To send a party, swaggering so much.

Chu Mingyun watched it carefully for a moment, and suddenly said: "...how is that dude familiar?"

Su Shiyu looked at him in his eyes and recalled for a moment: "This body...should be Xu Tong, the only son of Xu Yin, the servant of the Chu Party."

Some dudes are always better than their faces. After all, the masks can't stop the majesty of the bad family.

But Chu Mingyun didn't care about this, "Why do you specifically say that it is the Chu Party?"

"It's just to make Master Chu remember this person." Su Shiyu said plainly.

Chu Mingyun didn't care about him, staring at the gambling table for a moment, then smiled, "If this casino is really weird, then I have a way to try it, but I don't know if Master Su will refuse to grieve and cooperate? "

"But it doesn't matter."

Chu Mingyun leaned into his ear and whispered a few words, Su Shiyu's eyes moved slightly, and he smiled lightly: "It's not difficult."

"Don't regret it."

"Then troubled Master Chu is bothered." Su Shiyu glanced around. The two of them stood and talked for a long time. Although the position was not conspicuous, they always attracted some inquiring eyes. He took a step back and said slightly: "Son and relax, I naturally will not tell others that you have been here."

Chu Mingyun glanced at him with a smile, "It doesn't hurt you." He stepped up and walked to the central gaming table.

Xu Tong happened to win over here, and the little man behind him hurriedly put a lot of Chanjin chips over. He was proud, and the losers not only were not annoyed but followed flattery:

"Master Xu is really lucky today!"

"It's not just today, which of these days is not a winning streak? It seems to me that it won't be long before it can be invited to gamble with this master."

"Then still use you to say? Master Xu, do you want to mention any wishes? If you are promoted to become rich, don't forget how many of us..."

Xu Tong waved his hand, "Just play with pleasure, what is your wish to think about? What is the meaning of being promoted to get rich, that is, I have seen the emperor's hedonic utility a few times now, but that's just how we can be at ease. "

Chu Mingyun couldn't help sneering.

At that time, nobody had taken Xu Tong's words, and it was a little quiet, and Chu Mingyun's sneer seemed particularly clear.

Xu Tong frowned, and immediately looked at him unpleasantly, and the others fell on his body.

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Note: The mask-wearing settings of the casino are borrowed from "The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng"

The original borrowed Proposal of Bliss Building has been revised, I am very sorry, but I think it’s okay to indicate the source. I’m grateful for pointing out the problem, please=3=

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