Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

"Okay, let's not play with the fortune dice first?" the old ghost holding the fortune dice suggested.

"Okay, let's play with each other, I'm good at it!" Zheng San said confidently, "Bring two dice cups, whoever has the higher number will win."

"No problem." The old ghost put the fortune dice aside, shook his hands, took out two dice cups from somewhere, and handed one to Zheng San.

Zheng San skillfully shook the dice cup and listened to the sounds inside from time to time, as if he could really hear the numbers of the dice.

"Do you think this Zheng San will win?" Chu Yao asked with a smile.

"No." Ji Jinchen shook his head and said with certainty, "If he wins right away, how can that old ghost sell his fortune dice?"

With a snap, the two dice cups were opened. The old ghost's three dices were two, three, and three respectively. This number was already very small. Looking at Zheng San, there were only three pitiful dots.

"This is so embarrassing, Zheng San!"

"It would look better if you brought two!"

"Get down quickly!"

Seeing Zheng San crying, the old ghost patted his shoulder comfortingly and said, "Little brother, try wearing this fortune dice again."

Zheng San hung the red rope with the dice on it around his neck, and played another game of dice with the old ghost. Whoever is bigger wins.

This time, the old ghost's number was three, three, five, which was still not high, but Zheng San's dice turned out to be three sixes!

Zheng San's eyes widened. This was the first time in his life that he had rolled out eighteen points. If he took the dice to the casino, wouldn't he, Zheng San, become the God of Gamblers?

"Hey, what the hell, Zheng San can also make a leopard kill?"

"Is this still Zheng San?"

"There's something about the fortune dice."

Ji Jinchen was also a little puzzled and asked: "How did you do this? Then the old ghost will cheat?"

"No, cheating is a trick only humans use. Zheng San's ability to roll three sixes is indeed the result of the dice." Chu Yao said in a leisurely tone.

"Old man, how much does your fortune dice cost? I'll buy them!" Zheng San tightly protected the fortune dice around his neck and asked.

The old ghost chuckled and said, "It's not expensive, fifteen monthly coins!"

"Ah, moon coins?" Zheng San frowned. If he wanted human money, he could borrow some, but he couldn't get the moon coins.

"If you don't have monthly coins, you can burn some paper money for me on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month next year. I don't want more, just burn ten kilograms." The old ghost smacked his lips and said.

"Ten pounds?" Zheng San was stunned. This was the first time he heard that paper money could be burned according to pounds!

He then thought, by the fifteenth day of the first lunar month next year, he would at least be a multi-millionaire, so what would be the point of burning some paper money?

Zheng San quickly responded and asked: "No problem, uncle, where is your grave? I promise to burn it for you on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month!"

The old ghost clung to his side, whispered an address, then picked up the rags used to set up the stall, turned and left.

Seeing that there was no more excitement to watch, all the ghosts dispersed.

Seeing that Ji Jinchen was still frowning, Chu Yao couldn't help but joke: "Why, you also wanted the fortune dice, but he got there first?"

"Of course not, but..." Ji Jinchen considered his words and asked, "Don't these things need to abide by some rules? He can win hundreds of bets in the casino without paying anything?"

"When he puts that dice on the gambling table and starts gambling, for the first time, he will win all the wealth he has accumulated in the rest of his life. Even if he changes his ways and goes to work to make money honestly, he will not get a single point. money."

"If he wants to use it a second time, it will consume Yangshou. Every time he uses it, his lifespan will be reduced by ten years. Until the Yangshou is exhausted, it is time for him to go to the west."

"Hmm... Judging from his appearance, he doesn't have much longevity. He can only use it two or three times at most."

Ji Jinchen nodded clearly. For a gambling addict like Zheng San, how could he be willing to use dice only once after experiencing the benefits once?

He will definitely gamble three times in a row. Although he wins every game, he will not be able to take away wealth worth tens of millions and will die in the casino.

There's just one thing that Ji Jinchen doesn't quite understand yet.

"What good will this do to that old ghost? Zheng San can't live until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and it's impossible to burn paper for him." He asked.

"The old ghost's real purpose is to 'give' the dice, not 'sell' them." Chu Yao hinted.

"You mean, that old ghost was also killed by dice? And he couldn't get rid of the fortune dice, so he had to find someone to accept them willingly..." Ji Jinchen muttered, while Chu Yao beside him walked towards a snack shop. stall.

"Hello, little girl, our family makes snacks that can be eaten by humans. Do you want some?" said a kind aunt. She doesn't look like a ghost at all, but she can be found in the ghost market. Setting up a stall here already shows that her identity is definitely not human.

Ordinary humans can only enter the ghost market with tickets from the Qiming Society, and the Qiming Society will not issue tickets to the same person twice.

"I want one of each kind of snack." Chu Yao showed the moon order given to her by Master Puppet. After taking a look at it, the aunt knew that she was an honored guest.

"I'll pack each portion for you first, but you can only eat these things in the ghost market. If you take them out, they won't be available." The aunt ordered her movements very neatly. Ji Jinchen just walked over, and the twelve-color The snacks are already packed.

"Do you like desserts?" Ji Jinchen asked hesitantly.

Most of the snacks sold by the aunt are glutinous rice dumplings. Even if you eat one or two, you will be exhausted. After eating twelve in one go, can Chu Yao's stomach really bear it?

"Well, I like desserts that are not sweet." Chu Yao smiled slightly, handed the box to him, and motioned for him to take a bite too.

Ji Jinchen chose an osmanthus cake that didn't look too sweet. It had a delicate and soft texture, with the sweetness of osmanthus. The most important thing was that he didn't feel full after eating it.

"Is this also an illusion?" Ji Jinchen asked.

"Yes, if this store can be opened in the imperial capital, it will definitely attract many people who want to lose weight." Chu Yao smiled and said.

Ji Jinchen looked at the deep night sky and suddenly discovered something extremely strange - the moon tonight seemed to have been hanging directly above them and never moved.

"Could it be said that even the moon is fake?" He couldn't help but murmur to himself.

Chu Yao raised his head and glanced at the sphere he called the moon. A translucent golden eye was embedded on its surface, staring at everyone in the ghost market.

She thought to herself that it would be better not to tell him this kind of thing.

"So, you'd better follow me closely to avoid being suddenly kidnapped by a ghost and becoming a missing person." Chu Yao said with a smile, but unexpectedly, Ji Jinchen directly held her right hand.

The warmth coming from his fingertips stunned Chu Yao and looked at Ji Jinchen in confusion.

"This way I won't get lost, right?" His eyes were calm, as if he was saying something that should be taken for granted.

And Chu Yao thought about it for a moment, and it seemed that... what he said was not unreasonable?