The son-in-law of the first wealthy family

After reaching the third floor, Mu Sheng walked directly towards the hall.

There are not only gambling places on this floor, but also many other entertainment venues.

And the entertainment venues on this floor are really all-encompassing, not only those integrated entertainment facilities in modern high-rise buildings.

There are also antique-like hook bars, and many specially set up courtyards, which are all places for monks to have fun.

There are even some imitation buildings including foreign ancient and modern ones.

Some Musheng don't understand what can be played in it, but they have opened their stores here, so it shouldn't be a bad place to think about.

This floor seems to be a place born for the desires and desires of the world. This is also the second time for Mu Sheng to come here. The previous time was really rushed, and he hurried over to place bets on the day of the competition. of.

This time Musheng can take a good look at these places.

Speaking of playing, there is naturally a place for gambling on this floor.

This is also an extremely popular place on this floor.

Everyone who enters it has inexplicable confidence and longing for a better future.

They all want to bet a thousand pieces of gold, directly profit tens of thousands of dragon crystals, and then reach the pinnacle of life.

But there are not many who can really come out with the same smile as when they went in.

But there is definitely Mu Sheng among them.

Mu Sheng looked at a person next to him who seemed to be on the verge of losing, he was holding a knife and wanted to hit his stomach with a bucket.

There were still people watching around, and Mu Sheng even saw a person similar to this level of management watching from the side.

He was dressed in an official uniform, and he didn't even bother to watch the man commit suicide.

"If you want to commit suicide, hurry up, I can collect the body, otherwise it will affect my work, and I still have to play with it."

The man in official uniform said to the monk who wanted to commit suicide.

Mu Sheng didn't even understand, how could he think of committing suicide like an ordinary person after reaching the level of a monk?

Is it possible to live the lives of ordinary people so miserable?At any rate, he is also a person who can fly over the roof and wall, and do some work in the world at will, and he can live a more exciting life than ordinary people.

But Mu Sheng didn't know how strict the sect forces in the cultivation world were to the deacons under the sect.

"This person came out to do business. I heard that he invested all the dragon crystals used in their sect for purchase. I don't know how many years he will be squeezed after he returns."

The onlookers watched as the gambler lost the purchase of dragon crystal from his sect.

A look of disdain and take it for granted.

Zongmen is everything in the cultivation world.

"No wonder, I'm afraid he will be forced to work for hundreds of years. After all, there is still interest. A hundred years is wasted. This person is useless."

Mu Sheng listened to the words of those onlookers.

I was frightened for a while.

"Forget it, forget it, I'd better not come to these places from now on, and I don't know whether I won or lost the last time Gong You gambled."

Mu Sheng also heard from Zuo Xiu that when Gong You went out to do errands, he asked Zuo Xiu to watch the next competition, and he bet a lot of dragon crystals to enter.

It's just that Mu Sheng didn't ask which side the gamblers belonged to.

At this time, Mu Sheng didn't think too much, went in directly, and then took a look at the antique-designed pavilions.

If it weren't for the word "gambling" written on the plaque at the door, Mu Sheng really wouldn't be able to see that this is a place for gambling.

There are large and small private rooms inside, and a long corridor leading inside.

The corridors are surrounded by pools of water in circles and circles.

Afterwards, in some pavilions, there were people playing games, as if betting a lot of money.

Mu Sheng didn't want to see so much, so he ran directly to the obvious front part.

A high platform at that place was more than two meters high.

It looks like it's here to overwhelm people.

When the gamblers below wanted to exchange for chips, or to get back the bets they had won, they all looked up at the high platform.

There are no straightforward designs on the high platform, but there are hanging tags, which show the upcoming competitions and progress of the entire cultivation world.

At this time, the place at the highest point is the formation competition of the Yin-Yang Formation.

There are several large characters written on it.

Musheng vs. Yi Hongwen, followed by the odds.

Below is Xuan Gu vs. Zhuang He.

And the following is the previous battle, Mu Sheng played against Xuan Gu, and Mu Sheng won.

Mu Sheng looked at these people, showed a slight smile, and then walked straight over.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

The person on the high platform, seeing Mu Sheng approaching, seemed to be able to see Mu Sheng's low figure below the stage from the platform that could almost block his sight.

"This design is really amazing."

Mu Sheng complained, because he could feel the extremely depressive psychology even under this high platform.

"Does this boss not want to do business? Why is he so domineering? No one will come like this."

Mu Sheng continued to complain in a low voice.

But it was still heard by the people on your high platform.

"Indeed, this guest has a good vision. Our boss never thought about doing this business. He even hoped that no one from the entire cultivation world would come in to gamble. Unfortunately, his goal has never been realized, so he can persuade him to come out of the high platform. One back is one."

Hearing these words, Mu Sheng was a little surprised.

And the boss doesn't want someone to bring him money?Is there such a strange thing?

But what does this have to do with Mu Sheng?

Just feel a little strange.

"You haven't said anything yet."

the man asked again.

"I'm in exchange for my odds."

Mu Sheng directly handed over a note with a red cinnabar seal on it.

Recognizing the mark does not recognize the person in it, the mark cannot be faked, the profound energy fluctuations on it, and some special treatments of the seal are more difficult than any fake methods in the secular world.

So only recognize the imprint on the note.

"Indeed, congratulations."

People here seem to have no joy, only a word of congratulations.

"I have seen a lot of people who got the first dragon crystal here, put all the dragon crystals in again, and then lost more thoroughly, and even lost a lot of money. I hope you are not that kind of person." A person who turns back, goodbye."

When Mu Sheng heard this, he became even more curious. What kind of place is this? It seems that everyone from the boss to the staff doesn't want anyone to come in to gamble.

But here it is still open.

"Since you don't welcome gambling here, why don't you just shut it down?"

Mu Sheng asked again.

And that person handed Mu Sheng a small bag.

"When we close, someone will continue to open it. This is just a business, not our ideal. Creating this place and not wanting people to gamble are two different things."