I'm playing tricks in the world of mythology

Chapter 188 Gambling (Ask for a monthly ticket!)
"What do you mean? Dogs don't eat the things from our Wuzhuang Temple?" Qingfeng's eyes bulged, and he said something to Erlangshen.

He had a bad temper at first, but he was burned out by the Roaring Dog outside the lobby, and then he was yelled at by Yang Jian for no reason when he came in. At this moment, the latter still looked down on the food in Wuzhuang Temple, so he finally couldn't help it.

"I don't mean that. If you insist on thinking that way, I can't help it."

After a pause, Yang Jian went on to say, "In a word, Xiaotiangou won't eat food that isn't made by me."

"So what if you eat it?" Qingfeng said angrily.

Naturally, Yang Jian would not be easily fooled, and asked indifferently: "So what if you don't eat?"

"If he doesn't eat, I'll kowtow to you to apologize, and I'll take a detour when I see you in the future." Qingfeng said impulsively.

Seeing that the conflict was becoming more and more intense, Master Yuding turned his head to look at Immortal Zhenyuan, hoping that he would stop it, but the latter did not respond.

Lin Luo, who was observing carefully, happened to see this scene, and immediately guessed what Immortal Zhenyuan was thinking——

For some unknown reason, Zhen Yuanzi really wanted his daughter to marry Yang Jian, so even if the latter spoke rudely to Qing Feng earlier, he still greeted her with a smile.

After all, it's my future son-in-law, I don't see him when I look up.

But everything has a bottom line.

He, Zhen Yuanzi, is known as the ancestor of the earth immortals, he is the same king as the world, and he is famous in the three realms.

You, Yang Jian, said that the food in his house doesn't even eat dogs?
If he doesn't say anything, can he be happy in his heart?

Then there is Qingfeng, although this Xiaodao boy is narrow-minded and bitter, but whether he is loyal to his master, Zhen Yuanzi has lived for countless years, how can he not know?

He didn't know, after he went to see Yuanshi Tianzun, he would leave Qingfengmingyue to look after the house?

He didn't know, he would give Qingfeng Mingyue the important task of delivering ginseng fruit to Tang Monk?

You know, ginseng fruit can live for 360 years by smelling the immortal energy, and eating one is a treasure that can add 7000 years of yang life out of thin air!

It can be seen from this that Immortal Zhenyuan trusts and loves Qingfeng.

However, because Yang Jian is the future son-in-law, Zhen Yuanzi didn't help Qingfeng out before, but there must still be a trace of guilt in his heart.

So this time Qingfeng hates Yang Jian, and he won't stop it again.

In addition to the trace of guilt and confidence in Wuzhuangguan's food, there may be the majesty of the old man in it.

If you look down on my Wuzhuang Temple so much, will my daughter be happy if she marries you?
It is also necessary to stand up properly, otherwise Erlang Shen will really think that his daughter's natal family has no one.

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"Why do I want you to kowtow to me? As for detours, there's no need, I can't see you anyway." Yang Jian's meaning was very clear—he wouldn't look at Qingfeng at all.

"You! You you you!!!" Qingfeng was so angry that he looked at his master for help.

"Erlang, it seems that you really have confidence in Xiaotiangou."

The Great Immortal Zhenyuan stroked his beard and smiled: "However, I am also very confident in the food of my Wuzhuang Temple, so how about it, if Qingfeng loses, I will send you two ginseng fruits after they are ripe, what do you think? "

Master Yuding's eyes flickered. Originally, he wanted to stop this ridiculous game, but after Zhen Yuanzi said the words ginseng fruit, he swallowed what he was going to say forcefully.

"Okay! It's a bet!" Yang Jian's face showed joy.

Immortal Zhenyuan waved his hand, shook his head and said: "Wait a minute, if you lose, what should you do?"

"I won't lose."

Yang Jian looked firm, and then said: "But since it's a gamble, there must be a bet... It's a pity that I came here in a hurry this time, and I didn't bring any treasure with me."

Qingfeng interjected: "Master, let him kowtow..."

"Nonsense!" Zhen Yuanzi interrupted with a dark face.

He was just a small punishment and a big warning. After all, Yang Jian was his future son-in-law, so kowtowing to make amends would be too much.

Lin Luo's heart moved, and he took two steps forward: "Brother Yang was joking, isn't what you are holding a treasure?"

What Lin Luo was talking about was the three-pointed and two-edged spear in the hands of Erlang Shen.

In ancient times, people were very concerned about weapons. There is a saying that the sword is with the people, and the sword is dead. If Yang Jian really loses the weapon, he will be ashamed to stay here.

"This..." Yang Jian's complexion changed slightly. The three-pointed and two-edged gun had been with him for countless years and had never left him. He subconsciously wanted to refuse.

It wasn't that he was worried about losing, but that he felt that betting with a three-pointed and two-edged gun was an insult to the magic weapon.

"Afraid of losing? That's fine."

Lin Luo looked back at Immortal Zhenyuan: "Father, those two ginseng fruits of yours can't be given away."

Lin Luo's eyes were sharp, and he could tell at a glance that Erlang Shen was very concerned about the ginseng fruit.

"Okay, I promise."

Sure enough, the words ginseng fruit successfully stimulated Yang Jian, and he thrust the three-pointed two-edged gun into the ground forcefully: "Old man, I have wronged you."

After a pause, he turned his head and said to Qingfeng: "The game of gambling can't be endless, it's limited to one hour, if you can't do it, you'll lose, how about it?"

"Wait a minute."

Before Qingfeng could speak, Lin Luo interrupted: "There is one aspect of this game that is unfair."

"What do you mean?" Yang Jian asked back.

Lin Luo replied: "You also said that the Xiaotian dog is not a beast, but a god dog, that is to say, he is human.

Since he is human, he has the ability to restrain himself. If you told him not to eat anyone's food, wouldn't we be able to win? "

As soon as these words came out, everyone nodded secretly in their hearts, and Immortal Zhenyuan looked at his daughter again as if he didn't recognize her.

"Then what do you want?" Yang Jian's eyes were a little anxious.

"It's very simple. After the food is ready, you will deliver it yourself, and you can't speak or give any hints."

Lin Luo looked back at Immortal Zhenyuan: "You should be clear about my father's ability, it's best not to play tricks."

"No problem." Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, he had absolute confidence in Xiaotiangou's nose.

Lin Luo nodded, walked up to Qingfeng again, patted him on the shoulder, and said kindly: "Qingfeng, the honor and disgrace of Wuzhuangguan this time is all tied to you alone, so don't let my father and I be disappointed. .”

"Miss, don't worry, Qingfeng is devastated, and he will die!" Lin Luo's words made Qingfeng's blood boil, and his sense of existence burst.

Behind Lin Luo, Great Immortal Zhenyuan comforted her, and the pampering look in her eyes became a little stronger for her daughter.

"It's not too late, let's get started."

Yang Jian waved his right hand, and a white hourglass appeared out of nowhere: "This hourglass is the limit. If you lose, you will give me two ginseng fruits."

"can."

Lin Luo's eyes were burning: "If you lose, this three-pointed two-edged gun will be mine!"

(End of this chapter)