Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live when I preached to animals

They don't seem to be surprised by this result at all.

After several rounds, Zhao Laizi and his team won the bets, and even hit the leopard once.

Even the dealer couldn't help but look sideways frequently, staring at them with unfriendly eyes.

This group of old gamblers also quit when they saw a good deal, deliberately lost a few games and went back, and the dealer turned a blind eye.

After another round, Cripple Zhao was tired from playing, so he took a rest aside.

A group of gamblers immediately surrounded him to inquire.

This lame Zhao is usually so unlucky that he won so many bets in a row?

All ghosts know there is a problem!

"Brother Zhao, are you feeling better today?"

"Yeah, have you found any tricks?"

"Is there any way to get rich, tell me about it? Brothers get together and give you the whole Huazi."

Zhao Laizi looked at them dully, his expression a little stiff.

Pi smiled and said without a smile: "Hua Zi doesn't need it, this is the door introduced by Brother Wang. If you want to try it, you can just ask him, no money."

This is the sequelae of losing one's soul, and it will become more and more serious in the future.

Cheng Fan watched this scene quietly, and it was noon in the blink of an eye.

More and more people come to underground casinos.

This group of soulless people has also attracted a large number of new customers for Wang Wu.

Those present are all veteran gamblers, who wouldn't be interested in ways to make money?

Cheng Fan immediately made a good guess about the whole routine.

This Wang Wu must have taken advantage of the psychology of gamblers who want to win money, and used black air as a cheating method to attract people to join.

Extract one soul and one soul in that ruined temple, and then give this group of people a ray of blackness to cheat, and continue to seduce new people to join in.

As a middleman, Wang Wu should have a way to meet the evil god Abuluo.

Cheng Fan shook his head, this method is very similar to pyramid schemes.

MLM wants other people's money, but this evil god wants other people's lives, so he must get rid of it as soon as possible.

Everything was as Cheng Fan expected.

That afternoon, Wang Wu came to this underground casino, and it seemed that he was about to harvest leeks.

I found a secluded room and summoned all the leeks.

"Brother Wang, we heard that you have any way to get rich here?"

"That's right, Brother Wang, tell us all about it?"

"A bunch of blind people, come on, Brother Wang, take a root of Huazi!"

Wang Wu's expression was very ugly, it seemed that the evil god had not punished him lightly.

After scanning around, Wang Wu's complexion improved a bit. With so many souls, the higher-ups should be satisfied.

Wang Wu waved to the group of people around him, and asked in a low voice:

"Guys, have you ever heard of 'Rise the coffin to get rich'?"

Chapter 142 The coffin opened by the master of dripping water?

"Get promoted and get rich? What does this have to do with people like us?"

All the gamblers asked in surprise.

Such a good word is too far away from them, and they don't even have material for dreaming.

Wang Wu smiled mysteriously, and the other people who came over also showed strange smiles.

Laughing so hard that the backs of the newcomers felt chills.

"I'm not talking about officials who are 'officials', but coffins who are 'coffins'!"

As soon as Wang Wu said this, all the gamblers were shocked and resisted very much.

Get rich by raising the coffin?The coffin of the coffin?

Could it be related to something dirty?

"Brother Wang, don't scare us!"

"That's right, stop teasing us."

Wang Wu's face turned cold, and he hummed lightly.

"If you don't believe me, just ask them. It's not me who can't win money anyway."

Lame Zhao, Fatty Liu and others smiled at the right time, held the banknotes won today in their hands, and waved them in front of everyone.

The red, green and green bills made their eyeballs almost pop out.

"This......"

Although it is not good to have something to do with such an unlucky thing as a coffin.

But having no money is more terrifying than dying, and everyone hesitated for a moment.

Seeing everyone's hesitation, Wang Wu hit the rails while it was hot:

"The so-called ascending 'coffin' does not really ask you to lift the lid of the coffin, and there are no big rice dumplings inside. You just need to stay by the coffin for a while and take a breath of coffin air."

Wang Wu's words made the gamblers heave a sigh of relief.

It is definitely not daring to let them open the coffin, but it is still acceptable to stay for a while.

It's just that the coffin of the dead is really so magical?

And there is such a good thing, why doesn't Wang Wu use it himself, and it's their turn?

Everyone was full of doubts, and their eyebrows were drawn into a ball.

I saw Wang Wu running the train with his mouth full, and he opened his mouth and came:

"This is not an ordinary coffin, but a coffin opened by our Taoist Master of the Mountain Dishui Temple in Wuzhen!"

"After inhaling this coffin, it will not only improve your luck, but also strengthen your body and prolong your life!"

All the gamblers' eyes lit up when they heard the words.

Leaving nothing else aside, everyone in the small town knows the magic of the Water Drop View.

If it is fair to say that a master opened the coffin, then this matter is reliable!

Look at Zhao Laizi and the others, they all made a lot of money, and the effect was immediate.

Hearing that Wang Wu dared to use his name of Dishui Temple to bluff and deceive, Cheng Fan's expression turned cold instantly.

This Wang Wu couldn't even step on the first step of asking his mind, and he was ashamed to say that he had been to the Dishui Temple.

What are you talking about to talk to yourself without shame?

If it wasn't for the purpose of finding the evil god Abuluo through him, Cheng Fan would have killed Wang Wu immediately.

But the time has not come yet, Cheng Fan restrained his killing intent and mana fluctuations, and continued to listen patiently.

"Believe it or not, the five of us brothers have all been to the Dishui Temple, and we have a good relationship with the Daoxuan Taoist priest of the Dishui Temple!"

"If it weren't for this, the Taoist priest would tell me such a good thing? And there is no requirement to inhale the coffin gas, just do more good deeds after earning money."

Everyone was stupefied by Wang Wu, and combined with those who had already made money, they believed it [-]%.

They may not believe otherwise, but they have to believe the banknotes in front of them!

Everyone chatted and discussed.

"The coffin consecrated by Taoist Master Dishui, it can be specified!"

"The fourth brother of the Li family said that he has been to the Dishui Temple and has seen a tiger. What Brother Wang said should be true."

"I think this is reliable, do it!"

"Look at the pattern of Taoist masters, just do more good deeds."

"..."

All the gamblers agreed and agreed to meet outside the town tonight.

After the crowd of gamblers dispersed, Cheng Fan changed his target with a cold face and followed behind Wang Wu.

Unfortunately, Wang Wuyi didn't make any changes in the afternoon, and just started playing in the casino.

Due to the protection of the statue of the evil god, Cheng Fan was unable to leave a mark on him, and the spot of light left before had already been obliterated.

Cheng Fan observed for a while.

Seeing that he was able to play well, he covered the area with his spiritual consciousness, and returned to the stronghold of Li Meng and others by himself.

Li Meng and others were all there, and when they saw Cheng Fan appearing, they got up respectfully and saluted.

Li Meng said: "Master Immortal, we have met that rich businessman before, but it is a little different from what we imagined."

Cheng Fan raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Let's hear it."

"The rich merchant is an old man who looks kind and friendly, and he received us very friendly."

"He also warned us not to collect this kind of thing, let us give it to him as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Cheng Fan thought for a while.

Could it be that this rich businessman is not looking for this statue of evil god to do evil?

But to protect the residents of the town?

If this is the case, this wealthy businessman may be a fellow, and it is worth meeting.

Cheng Fan nodded slightly, knowing what he was thinking.

"Okay, don't meddle in the next thing, I will make my own decision!"

"Yes, Immortal Master. Then Wang Wu..."

Cheng Fan said indifferently: "Wang Wu is too entangled with the evil spirits, and he is helping the evildoers, he should be punished!"

Seeing the unbearable expressions of the four, Cheng Fan explained what Wang Wu did.

Knowing that Wang Wu led the group of people into the ruined temple, he actually used the banner of Dishui Temple to suck people's souls.

Li Meng's complexion suddenly sank, and his eyes seemed to burst into flames.

The other three immediately cursed at Wang Wu, never mentioning the brotherhood between them.

Li Meng said in a deep voice: "Master Immortal, can you give me a chance to kill him with my own hands? After all, we have been brothers for so many years..."

Cheng Fan didn't have any objections.

This Wang Wu is just an ordinary person, so it doesn't matter if he leaves it to Li Meng.

Cheng Fan's purpose for this trip is only one, to kill the evil god Abuluo and restore peace to the town.

"Are you sure you want to kill Wang Wu yourself? Are you not afraid of being punished by the secular law?" Cheng Fan asked in surprise.

Li Meng shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "Don't be afraid, when Wang Wu chooses to get closer to Xie Chong, I'm already ready to kill him with my own hands."

As he spoke, Li Meng revealed the fine steel dagger at his waist.

Cheng Fan nodded, this Li Meng is a man.

Zhang San stood up and said, "Master Immortal, I'm not afraid either!"

Li Si smiled, "Would you be afraid, an outlaw? I am really not afraid!"

Er Mazi also stood firmly by his brother's side, wanting to put an end to Wang Wu.

But Cheng Fan shook his head, "Li Meng alone is enough."

"Master Immortal, why?" The three asked in unison.

"I'm not used to bringing a few oil bottles with me when I'm fighting. Li Meng is somewhat useful. But can you resist the black mist?"