After being stabbed to death by my junior brother

Red silk has already been hung on the arena at the outer door, which means that someone has already made a reservation here.

Shen Qiuting was among the crowd of onlookers, seeing that the two protagonists were not there, he took the opportunity to sneakily flip through the two pages of the booklet in his hand.

I have to say... the content is quite exciting.

However, Lu Cheng and Liu Cheng, two people who couldn't get along with each other, could get together, so he had to admire the imagination of fellow Taoists.

Shen Qiuting satisfied his curiosity, put away the booklet casually, looked around, and saw a familiar figure beside him.

The little fat man obviously saw him too, and waved at him happily, just as he was about to speak, Shen Qiuting quickly took out a spiritual fruit and blocked his mouth.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Shen Qiuting looked at this wicked child, and patted his head: "Good boy, call me Senior Brother from now on."

Li Goudan was asked to leave by Yu Xuzi after he entered the school, and now he is lighting a fire in Yu Xuzi's alchemy room. In terms of seniority, the two of them should indeed be regarded as brothers and sisters.

The little fat man managed to swallow the spiritual fruit in his mouth, and retorted when he heard the words: "But I was a teacher earlier than you, so I should call you junior brother."

Shen Qiuting: ...

He didn't want to continue this sad topic, and changed the topic: "Why are you here?"

Li Goudan scratched his head, and said honestly: "I see that everyone is here, so I will come too."

Shen Qiuting was speechless, glanced at him, and sighed: "Blindly following the crowd is not good."

While the two were talking, today's two protagonists were already standing in front of the ring.

Lu Cheng wore an ink-colored robe woven from natural silk, with dark patterns embroidered with gold thread on the fabric, and held a fine iron folding fan in his hand. His handsome face had been deformed by anger: "Liucheng, you big Aren't men ashamed to pretend to be women to eat and drink?"

The charming purple-clothed woman opposite him looked very innocent, holding a pack of walnuts in her hand and eating happily. Seeing that Lu Cheng was furious, she peeled a walnut and handed it to him, saying: "Don't be angry, Eating a walnut can nourish the brain."

When the "woman" opened her mouth, it was a gentle youthful voice.

This sentence combined with Lu Cheng's questioning just now had a great mockery effect, and there were a few suppressed laughter from the crowd watching the excitement.

Not far away, Shen Qiuting listened to the two people shake off the matter in a few words, and couldn't laugh or cry.

When he was not possessed by demons, he and Lu Cheng were friends. Lu Cheng was a shrewd boy with only one thing, that is, he likes to boast that he is romantic, and he can't walk whenever he sees a beautiful woman.

Although he likes beautiful women, this young master of the Lu family is not a nasty person, he just looks at his face, but all beautiful women can get a lot of preferential treatment from him.

It's just that he didn't expect that one day Lu Cheng would fall into Liu Cheng's hands.

Although Liu Cheng has a gorgeous appearance and likes to dress up as a woman, he is really a male fox.After this encounter, Lu Cheng must have been stimulated a lot.

Lu Cheng's face turned red and then pale, and he was so angry that he was confused. He rolled up his sleeves to fight Liu Cheng desperately, but was held tightly by two servants behind him so he didn't jump out. He yelled angrily: "Liu Cheng, Fight me right now!"

Liu Cheng didn't realize that there was something wrong with what he said just now, so he ate the walnuts by himself very calmly, and said: "If you don't give me a lottery, I won't fight with you."

Lu Cheng was stimulated, emotionally overwhelmed, and immediately took out one of the most expensive spiritual artifacts on hand from the Qiankun bag: "A high-level spiritual treasure, Yueyinsha, after hiding the breath, even a cultivator who transforms into a god will not be able to detect it. If you If you win, I will give it to you!"

The surrounding audience was in an uproar, as expected of the richest cultivating family in Kyushu, who can easily produce such a level of spiritual weapon.

When Shen Qiuting saw the spirit treasure, his eyes lit up slightly.

According to his experience, the highest level of cultivation of the guards in the Treasure Tower is the Nascent Soul. If he has this spiritual treasure, coupled with his understanding of the internal restrictions of the Treasure Pavilion in his previous life, he may be able to go in and save his own life. The spirit sword was brought back.

Liu Cheng glanced at the Lingbao, not very satisfied: "Why do I want this? I'm not like you who like to peek at other people's baths."

His words were quite loud, and everyone understood, oh, Young Master Lu likes to peek at others taking a bath.

Lu Cheng blushed, unable to argue: "It's not...something? I don't have such an unbearable habit!"

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight before they entered the ring, Shen Qiuting was thinking about the feasibility of borrowing this spirit treasure, when a disciple of Ling Yun bumped into him suddenly.

This man was wearing an ordinary uniform of an outer disciple, his face was tightly wrapped with a cloth towel, and he held a tray in his hand. He asked Shen Qiuting mysteriously: "This fellow Taoist, do you bet? Just bet on the two on stage today." Whoever loses wins, buy and leave!"

Shen Qiuting was silent for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled the cloth off the disciple's face, muttering, "Your...the scope of business is quite extensive."

It was the registered disciple who sold nonsense pamphlets in the training room just now.

The disciple was caught off guard by the face towel being pulled, and immediately wrapped it up in a hurry. Seeing that it was a regular customer who had cheated money just now, he was not angry. He smiled and said, "Life is forced, life is forced, you see what you want to suppress." who?"

Seeing that he already had a lot of spirit stones on the tray, Shen Qiuting was about to remind him that gambling is prohibited in Lingyun Pavilion, when Li Goudan looked sideways, but suddenly shouted: "Nephew Lin, why is it you?"

"No! No!" Seeing that someone recognized him, the disciple hastily denied, "I'm not Lin Lang, you misunderstood me. I still have something to do, the two senior brothers take a look, I'm leaving first!"

He was about to rub the soles of his feet with oil and hurry up when Shen Qiuting grabbed him by the collar.

"Lin Lang?" Shen Qiuting raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You are my little senior brother's second disciple? The head teacher personally took the lead in violating the school rules, but it is a more serious crime."

Lin Lang didn't expect that he would fall on the head of the junior uncle who had just started, and immediately turned around and smiled flatteringly: "So it's the junior uncle. The family doesn't talk about each other. How about sharing half of my income today? Then I will also return the three low-grade spirit stones to you."

Although this junior doesn't seem to be very smart, he has good adaptability, just like the people who asked Jianfeng.

Shen Qiuting would not really do anything to a junior, he patted his head kindly, and said: "I don't want your money, didn't you just say to place a bet? I will."

Lin Lang didn't expect that there would be a turnaround, and he was overjoyed: "Then little uncle, who do you want to suppress?"

Shen Qiuting touched his pocket, was silent for a while, then turned his head and asked, "God, do you have any money? Lend me some, and I will pay you back later."

Li Goudan didn't suspect him, so he took out a few high-grade spirit stones from his Qiankun bag and handed them to him.

Shen Qiuting took the Lingshi and placed it on the tray on the side of Liucheng.

Lin Lang was a little hesitant: "That...Little Martial Uncle, you may not know that although Liu Cheng is a transformation demon cultivator, for some reason he doesn't know a little bit of magic. If you suppress him, you should think twice before acting."

So much money, what a waste.

Shen Qiuting gave him a meaningful look.

It's one thing not to report a junior, but as an elder, you still have to shoulder the responsibility of teaching him so that he understands that gambling is not allowed.

There was still a stick of incense before leaving the venue, Shen Qiuting squeezed out of the crowd, came to Liu Cheng's side, and tugged at his sleeve.

Liu Cheng turned around and saw that it was a young man he didn't know, and asked suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Shen Qiuting asked him: "Do you want to win?"

Liu Cheng shook his head, and ate another walnut: "I don't want to, what's the use of me beating him? What he gave is not fun."

Shen Qiuting thought about it, and discussed with him: "You won the competition, I will go to Lingyun City to buy you three roast chickens."

"What do you want?" Liu Cheng became vigilant, "Xiao Qiu told me before that there is no good person who gives me roast chicken for no reason."

Shen Qiuting: ...well, I have dug this kind of pit before.

He said nonsense, "I'm giving you roast chicken because I want to use your Yueyinsha after you win. It's not for no reason."

Liu Cheng thought for a moment, yes, it seems that it is not for no reason.

Seeing that Liu Cheng's heart was moved, Shen Qiuting told him his plan.

After listening to Shen Qiuting's words, Liu Cheng hesitated: "Could it... be too bad?"

Shen Qiuting patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him: "No loss, no loss, soldiers never tire of deceit. Besides, it's just an ordinary competition, just go to the end."

After deceiving people, Shen Qiuting politely smiled at Lu Cheng who was staring at him, and Shi Shi ran back into the crowd.

The people around Lu Cheng saw that their young master had been staring at the inner disciple who had just talked to Liu Cheng, and couldn't help but ask, "Young master, is there something wrong with that person?"

"Uncle Lu," Lu Cheng said with a strange expression on his face, "Did you feel that the man exuded a...very familiar vigor all over his body just now?"

The second monk, Bozhang Lu, was puzzled: "No, the young man is very energetic, he doesn't look like a dog who is in a hurry."

Lu Cheng murmured: "Is there something wrong with my brain? Why do I think someone cheated on the corpse?"

Uncle Lu was worried, thinking that he would have to buy a catty of walnuts for his young master to make up for after he went back.

After the two parties signed the life-and-death contract, the two finally stood on the ring.

As soon as the battle gong sounded, Liu Cheng sat down in the center of the ring, opened the protective cover, and began to eat walnuts.

Lu Cheng's talent for comprehension is not high, and he has relied on his abundant financial resources to eat all kinds of treasures from heaven and earth in these years to pile up his spiritual power in the later stage of Jindan. , but Liucheng doesn't know any spells, so in actual combat, Lu Cheng naturally has the advantage.

But when Liu Cheng opened the protective cover like this, it was like shrinking into a tortoise shell, and no matter how he knocked on the people inside, it would not be affected.

Lu Cheng was dumbfounded.

This is called playing the arena?

Lu Cheng was so angry that he cursed: "Liu Cheng, do you still talk about martial arts?"

Liu Cheng innocently peeled a walnut and asked, "What martial arts?"

Lu Cheng stopped talking to him, took out all kinds of magic weapons in the Qiankun bag and threw them on the protective cover.

He was wealthy, and he spent more than an hour in a row. Everyone in the audience laughed and saw that their spirits were fading, and they called their friends and escorted them away.

Shen Qiuting saw that it was a foregone conclusion, and after telling Li Goudan to ask Lin Lang for money, he slipped away first.

After all, just now he swayed around under Lu Cheng's nose, and if he didn't keep it right, he would retaliate afterwards.

He glanced at Lu Cheng who was jumping upright in the arena, and felt a little sorry for his brother, but after thinking that Lu Cheng had never tricked him before, he felt relieved.