After the fake death, the big bosses rushed to treat me as a widow

Rong Yi was really sleepy. After a simple wash, she climbed onto the couch, read the foreign novels she carried with her for a while, then covered herself with the quilt and closed her eyes to fall asleep.

It was not too late at this point, the sky had just darkened, the house was very quiet, and occasionally monks could be heard walking through the meditation path outside the wall, making very slight noises.

He slept for a while, and vaguely heard the sound of fireworks and the cheering of crowds from time to time.

He vaguely remembered that there were restaurants, teahouses and the like in the middle of this inn, and this time the opera troupe might have come to welcome them.He has also seen quite a few opera troupes from several countries in this position of the Sun Realm, most of which are scripted dramas, but he doesn't like to watch them. He likes to watch those handsome boys and beautiful girls sing and dance. It's best to jump and take off the kind.

Rong Yi thought about going out to have a look, but she just half-closed her eyes and thought about it, and was soon overwhelmed by sleepiness.

When he woke up again, it was already late at night, and the voices of the theater troupe had disappeared.

Rong Yi rubbed her stomach and felt a little hungry, so she stood up, washed and dressed, took a bag of money, and went out with a small fan.

Originally, when he went out on weekdays, he would wear a mask or gauze hat, lest there would be more and more practitioners. Sooner or later, he would be recognized by others, but it was getting late today, and he didn't bother to bother, so he opened the door like this .

There were coachmen waiting for passengers at the entrance of the inn, Rong Yi got on one casually and said, "Go to your biggest casino."

"Okay, let's go now, brother son, you go there alone so late? The casino is quite far away, and there are many places to have fun nearby. Do you want to go to other places?"

Because of the night wind, Rong Yi shivered, her eyes narrowed, a little tear came out, and her eyes were red.He yawned again: "Just go to the casino. I know it's cold. I'll give you an extra [-] yuan for the travel expenses. Just don't go around and raise the price."

"Okay, okay, the young master is generous, how can our family raise the price blindly?"

The coachman chattered in front and drove the carriage away.

Rong Yi took another nap in the carriage, got out of the carriage soberly after arriving at the place, gave the coachman money, and then swaggered into the casino.

He is dressed in white today, with brocade borders, clean and light, but has a natural nobility.

The people from the casino rushed over to greet him: "Is this young man pushing cards or taking the lead? Seeing that you are a stranger, is it your first time here? We still have a lot of individual customers here. The boss guarantees that you will have a good time!"

Rong Yi waved her fan, walked in without looking sideways, and said softly, "Give me a separate compartment first, and order your signature food and drink. I haven't eaten yet, and I'm very hungry."

"Hey, young master, you can just invite in and see what you like. If you're lucky today, we'll pay you for free!" The boss rubbed his hands, looking at him like a big fish on a chopping board. "We have more ways to play than other houses. We also have jade betting, and old auction pawns. You can find all kinds of fun!"

Rong Yi's ears were numb from hearing these tricks of attracting people's hearts in the casino, he went to the box to sit down, and soon let people go, and started to feast on himself.

He asked for some side dishes, a plate of fruit, and some wine.

After eating a few dishes with chopsticks, Rong Yi said to herself: "The food is really mediocre, it's not as good as cooking it myself."

Picking up another piece of melon and fruit, just after taking a bite, Rong Yi's eyes lit up, and she said to herself: "The fruit here is really good."

He asked for another basket of fruit.

He has no acquaintance with this casino. The private room is not the best one, but it is also the first-class private room.There are a few dandies next door who go out to release water from time to time. Passing by him, seeing that he is good-looking and what he is doing alone, someone thought carefully and knocked on the exquisite driftwood screen, wanting to talk to him. He speaks.

Rong Yi ignored it and continued to eat the fruit.

He was thinking about whether to push Pai Gow or play horses today, when he suddenly heard a sound of gongs and drums in the casino hall, which blew up the atmosphere of the audience. Dozens of closed boxes were loaded, opened one by one, and a luxurious and beautiful booth was placed.

"Today, I'm lucky enough to get a batch of magical weapons, elixir, spirit stones, and antiques. The price depends on fate, and the one with the highest price will get it." The gong knocker cleared his throat, "And the sword next to me is for today's show. , as soon as I say the name of this sword, everyone will definitely know everyone. That is - Qingyue Sword!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience boiled up, with voices of doubt and applause.

The voices of the young masters in the private room next to it came to Rong Yi's ears clearly: "The Qingyue Sword is Jiang Guo's sword to protect the country, why did it appear here? It is probably fake."

"It's not mostly fake, it's definitely fake!" There was a burst of laughter, "What's more, the Buddha is now in the country of Posa. At this juncture, he said to show the Qingyue Sword? Isn't that hitting him in the face! Jiang How can the Chinese endure such humiliation?"

"That's it!"

The guard in charge of the arena was a young Rakshasa, holding a sword manual in his hand, and told everyone honestly: "Whether it is true or not, we can't judge, but here is the manual of the magic weapon. If you believe it, you can bid as much as you want, if you don't believe it, you can also look at other objects to cheer."

There was another booing sound, mixed with laughter.

Rong Yi originally planned to continue eating the fruit, but she looked up and was slightly startled.

Over the years, he has been in casinos and pawnshops, and he has seen all kinds of sellers. He has seen no less than ten phoenix fur sellers alone, and he has bumped into himself—selling Mingxing used cups, wrapped clothes, etc. Blankets and the like, Rong Yi knew that she had become a mascot symbol and helped many people earn a lot of money.

Most of these things were fake, and he didn't take them seriously, but he glanced at them from such a distance, but felt the cold and piercing sword aura emanating from the sword.

It is the aura that only the Excalibur that kills demons can have, with the power of vegetation and rain that he was familiar with.

Rong Yi glanced again, at this moment, the sword seemed to have some kind of induction, the edge became brighter, and the aura became stronger.

Surrounded by a large group of people, the noise was so loud that you could barely hear what the people around you were saying, but the sword seemed to be able to invisibly separate an invisible barrier, the atmosphere was uniquely different, it was lonely and gentle strength.

The sound of pattering rain gradually sounded outside the window, and it was the evening rain that finally started to fall.

Water vapor diffuses.

All the previous items were bid one by one, but when it was the sword's turn, no one paid any attention.

"It seems real to me, there is power on it." A customer yelled out a price, "I am a sword cultivator from Penglai practice, I can see it!"

"Are you a nurse?"

"Who said that? I bid a hundred gold!" The sword cultivator was determined to win, and he laughed unceremoniously, "Even though I think I'm a child, even if it's a hundred gold, if you buy an ordinary demon-eliminating sword, that's not enough." It's worth it too!"

The sword cultivator hoped that someone would agree with him, but the people in the entire casino were all good people, so he naturally didn't believe him. He felt a little resentful, and waited for a while, but no one made an offer.

"Only one hundred gold? No one wants to bid yet?" Luo Sha was obviously very nervous, and also slightly regretful, "This sword is also obtained by us through twists and turns, and it cost five hundred gold just to buy it! It's not possible, I I bought it."

——Although he himself does not believe that the sword is real, because after all, he has shown it to Xiangli Feilu.

"How can you be like this?" The swordsman was anxious, "You are the boss's man, and you can still buy it yourself?"

The young Raksha knew he was wrong, and just when he was about to say something, a clear voice came from upstairs: "Then I will pay for the five hundred gold."

Everyone looked up and saw a young man in white lying on the railing on the second floor, shaking a fan, with black hair and a high crown, and outstanding features, which made people dazzled.

At this moment, everyone even forgot what they were doing, all their attention was attracted by Rong Yi, he just stood there, as if he could shine, his every frown and smile hooked people's souls.

"Why, five hundred gold is not enough?" Rong Yi tilted her head and smiled, "Shall I add another hundred gold?"

His smile reveals a kind of innocence of a young man, and also carries some sloppy and meaningless after going through a lot of wind and frost.

The young Raksha quickly reacted: "Five hundred gold, this guest offered five hundred gold! Is there anyone else following?"

The sword cultivator looked at the five hundred gold bid for his appearance, and looked at his appearance, with a sense of immortality, he must not be an ordinary person, and thought to himself: "Could it be that this sword is real?"

But it's hard not to let people believe that this young man is a babysitter who came to raise the price.

Jianxiu gritted his teeth: "Follow! I will follow... 510 gold."

His increase was somewhat frivolous, and some people on the field laughed.

There was no disturbance on Rong Yi's side, and she said lightly, "Six hundred gold."

When these words landed, Jianxiu's face turned pale, and his expression became more hesitant.

Rong Yi still waved her fan calmly.

He has been in the world for so many years, and he is no longer that little phoenix eager to hook him.In the past, it would be a small amount for him to directly bet a thousand gold, but now he knows that only by raising the price little by little, others will not follow him to be sure that it is the real thing, and no more people will come to snatch it.

After a while, the sword cultivator gritted his teeth: "I won't follow! Give it to you!"

"Okay." Rong Yi nodded, "That's mine. I didn't bring any entourage with me when I went out today. Gold is Shen. Boss, you know the rules. Send a car to pick it up from my student."

"Okay, okay." Luo Sha was in charge of the sale of the Qingyue Sword, and immediately called someone to invite Rong Yi to the tea room behind the distinguished guests, entertaining them with delicious food and drinks, and then sent people to go to the inn in the rain to find Liu Yun. withdraw money.

Liu Yun was in a dream when he was suddenly woken up by a group of people asking for money—he was used to this scene, so he got up and asked someone to carry the gold and silver taels and send them directly to the casino.

The money and the goods came together, and it all went incredibly smoothly.

The young Rakshasa was in a dream: Is this sold?

He was a little hesitant, and tentatively asked Rong Yi: "Dare to ask Mr. Gao's name? Or... He Fangxian's family, can you see the origin of this sword?"

"I'm not from a fairy family, I'm just an idler who cultivates Taoism." Rong Yi was eating cakes, talking nonsense, "I came here with my brother to do business, and my brother is in charge. I'm ignorant, so I come here for a stroll."

"Then this sword..."

Rong Yi said: "It is the Qingyue Sword that is not fake."

On the other hand, the sword cultivator hadn't left yet. On the one hand, he was worried that he would meet Tuo'er, and on the other hand, he was worried that he would meet a real buyer and miss out on good things.

Judging by Rong Yi's demeanor, he didn't look like the boss's caregiver. His face was green and white, and he asked stammeringly: "Is there any evidence? The Buddha is in the mother country!"

"I don't know why Jiang Guohui lost this sword." Rong Yi stuffed the last bite of cake into her mouth and stood up gently, "But it is indeed real."

He walked to the front of the stage, stretched out his hand to lift the Qingyue Sword, and pulled it out.The sword was somewhat heavy for him, and he took a lot of effort to pull it out.

He was rusty with the sword, which drew some laughter, and the others remained calm, waiting for a good show.

"That's it?" Jianxiu couldn't hold back.

Rong Yi ignored him, he raised the Qingyue Sword, and waved it coldly towards the empty private room on the second floor. At this moment, his whole body's cultivation was poured into the sword body, and the sword body gave out a long clanging sound, with a forceful sense of righteousness. The air-conditioning swept the audience!

Everyone felt the chill rushing up from their bodies, like ice and snow, it was an absolutely cold and severe power, the evil used it to be more evil, and the righteous used Wushuang.

The audience was completely silent.

Rong Yi said: "If the cultivator's attributes match, it will be more powerful." He glanced at the sword cultivator again, "You are a miscellaneous spirit root master fire, so it's not suitable to use this."

Jianxiu was dumbfounded.

After the audience had reacted for a while, there was a loud burst of applause, and countless people rushed up to call him: "Master Immortal! Master Immortal, please show us! I beg for advice!"

"Young master, is this sword still for sale? I'll give you five thousand gold!!"

"Ten thousand gold!"

Rong Yi shook her fan and said concisely: "Not for sale."

Little Luosha met immediately, drove the others away, and led Rong Yi back to the private room upstairs, where it was much quieter.

"What else do you need, just say, I will waive the drink for you today." Luo Sha said.

In fact, five hundred gold has not yet reached the consumption level of their restaurant for free, but Luo Sha was really curious about his background, so he couldn't help but want to ask more.

"That's good. I want to play Touhu. Here's the money. Buy me two hundred times." Rong Yi said.

Luo Sha immediately arranged for him, and Rong Yi happily played a pitching pot.

"Nine out of ten hits, the young master is amazing."

"I'm lucky today." Rong Yi said.

Although he lost his luck, his own luck is not bad. After all, he has a great chance of winning in the casino.By this time, it was almost dawn, and he stretched his waist, "Okay, that's it for now. I should go back."

Little Rakshasa was extremely thoughtful: "I'll take you back, and the Qingyue Sword is also here, please confirm, we didn't exchange it secretly."

Rong Yi glanced at it: "I know."

Before going downstairs, Rong Yi asked Little Raksha to confirm: "Is the Buddha really here with you? Do you want to lecture the king?"

Little Rakshasa said, "That's right."

Rong Yi asked, "Is it really him? The one with the green eyes?"

Little Raksha was at a loss for words for a moment: "No, it's red eyes... But those are indeed Buddha's sons. I can assure you. Just...you have seen him?"

"Strange." Rong Yi said to herself, "Although I am very forgetful, I can't remember the color of his eyes wrongly. Let me think about it...does he keep his hair?"

The little Rakshasa said: "The ones who stay are born as Buddha's sons, and those who practice cultivation with their hair will never be wrong."

"That's fine." Rong Yi yawned, "Since it's true, I'll listen to you. Have you met him in person?"

"Although I work as a helper in the casino, I also practice in front of His Majesty, and I am His Majesty's guardian." When the young Rakshasa was talking to him, he didn't dare to look up at him, a little embarrassed, "I received the Buddha."

The person in front of me is so beautiful, and also has a certain kind of tenderness of the elderly and childishness of the youth, it is hard not to make people's hearts flutter.

"Oh? That would save trouble." Rong Yi raised her chin, "I won't take this sword back. You can present it to him in person, and give it in the name of our Liu family. Just say it belongs to Jiang Guo, don't It’s really embarrassing to lose it again.”