Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

Zhong Ying led the two fat duns to the neighborhood with ease.

After the joining of the Seventh Hospital, not only the students from the Yaoguang Institute were hanging out and selling, but also many students from the other Sixth Institute, making the neighborhood even more lively than the previous two days.

This time, Zhong Ying didn't take a second look, even the smell of the food didn't catch his attention, and walked straight past.

After turning left and right for half a day, Zhong Ying stopped in front of a small shop.Compared with the "crowded mountains and seas" at the front, this small shop is located in a remote place, with only a few people walking around, it can almost be called "desolate".

When Fat Dun saw this small shop, he opened his mouth wide in surprise.

The corners of Zhong Ying's lips raised slightly, and he stepped into the small shop.

The small shop looked very old, with a thin layer of dust accumulated on the ornaments, spider webs hanging in the corner, and a pile of messy things on the wooden shelves, including semi-finished medicines, broken iron swords, elementary formations, etc. .

These things, not to mention the wide-eyed college students, even some casual practitioners are too lazy to take a look.

However, Zhong Ying watched with relish, fumbled here and there, and left the shop reluctantly.

The shopkeeper stepped forward with a smile on his face: "Brother, which one do you like? Brother, I'll give you a discount."

Zhong Ying didn't even turn his head, and casually pointed to a few "ragged" things: "This, this, and this, I want them all."

"Then I'll wrap it up for you, Junior Brother."

When the shopkeeper was gesturing to get the things, Zhong Ying's voice came from behind: "Brother, you haven't said the price yet."

"One hundred low-grade spirit stones, if the junior brother has extra merit points, he can also exchange them with merit points."

These things are given away for free, and no one wants them. The shopkeeper asked for a hundred low-grade spirit stones, and his heart was blackened.

Qiu Shiyuan was puzzled, and was about to speak when Chubby put his finger on his lips and made a "silence" gesture.

Out of trust in Pang Dun, Qiu Shiyuan shut his mouth again.

Zhong Ying responded happily, and said with a smile, "Okay." Then he threw something and asked, "Is that enough?"

The object drew an arc in the air, and was caught by the shopkeeper. The tentacles were cold. The shopkeeper opened his palm and saw that it was an ordinary copper coin, and his eyes flickered.

Zhong Ying tapped the table with his fingers, handed over his identity token, and tilted his head: "Brother, is that enough?"

"That's enough, that's enough!" The shopkeeper nodded repeatedly, and then pointed to the side: "Just go straight there, a small phantom formation is arranged here."

Zhong Ying didn't want those "trash" at all, and went directly to the direction pointed by the shop owner. After passing through an invisible barrier, the scenery in front of him was blurred and changing. After a few breaths, the scene covered by the phantom array was revealed in front of Zhong Ying—— —The students set up the game here in private.

In addition to Yuxin Academy, the other six courtyards also have the same place.

Fat Dun was curious and asked secretly: "Boss, how do you know this is a gambling house? Have you been here before?"

It is not difficult to know the location of the gambling house, as long as you hang out in the neighborhood for a while, you can basically know it.But students generally don't talk about it, so they can only find out by themselves.

The condition for entering the casino is not to buy things in the shop, but to give a mortal copper coin.

Fat Dun always thought that Zhong Ying should not know about this matter.As a result, the boss not only knows, but also looks very sophisticated?

Zhong Ying asked, "Why? I can't know?"

Fat Dun smiled awkwardly, and only then did Qiu Shiyuan understand what was going on.

Zhong Ying ignored the fat pier and raised his head slightly.

In front of him was a valley. The stone wall several feet high had been cut flat and smooth, and it was divided into eight parts on average. Each part was engraved with several large characters, which were "On the War of Dao" and "On Alchemy" and so on.

Layer after layer of students are discussing something intensely around the eight stone walls.

On the stone wall closest to Zhong Ying and the others, "On Swordsmanship" was written. Under the three large characters, there was a vertical banner, and the names of the students who participated in the trial on swordsmanship were neatly written on the vertical banner.

Zhong Ying walked in, and the voices of his classmates reached his ears.

A young man held his storage bag and said: "Tianquanyuan is all swordsmen, and they are the best at swordsmanship. Every year in the swordsmanship trial, the top three are almost all won by Tianquanyuan. This time there must be no exception. I put all my money on Tianquan. Court of Powers!"

After saying that, he slapped the storage bag on the table again.

Someone asked him: "Having said so much, why don't you tell me who is betting on the Tianquan Yuan!"

The young man was full of confidence: "If Feng Yanlin is the head of the ten swordsmanship geniuses in the Academy of Powers today, he must be in the top three of the swordsmanship trial, but just to be on the safe side, I will put all the ten seniors, each with 1000 yuan as a low-grade spirit." stone."

"You're too cunning." A girl immediately said, "I'll also bet on these ten senior brothers. Besides them, I also want to bet on Senior Brother Huangfu Xuyue! 100 yuan for each low-grade spirit stone."

"I bet..."

Everyone placed bets one after another, some betting on spirit stones, some on merit points, and others on pills and magic tools. Among them, the person who bet the most was an alchemist from Tianheng Academy, who bet on ten alchemy pills. It's low-grade, but it's also hard to see.

Zhong Ying stood at the back, glanced around, and found that no one had caught the king by surprise, then patted the shoulder of the person beside him: "The sword master is the master of the Yaoguang Academy, why is no one betting on the Yaoguang Academy?"

The man tried to squeeze in, but failed several times, and simply waited. After hearing what Zhong Ying said, he subconsciously said: "Yaoguang Academy is too unreliable. Besides, the sword master is in Yaoguang. Being a teacher in the courtyard is not because of some swordsmanship genius in Yaoguang Academy, but because of..."

Having said that, the man lowered his voice, "It is said that the sword master's son is in Yaoguangyuan."

Almost all the master students of Yaoguang Academy and Tianquan Academy knew Zhong Ying, and the other five courtyards were too far apart, so people who didn't pay attention to gossip would naturally not recognize Zhong Ying.

Zhong Ying raised his eyebrows: "I think Jun Buyi of Yaoguang Academy is quite good at swordsmanship."

"Unexpectedly, the one at the top of the Yellow Monument? That Prince Chongming?"

"Ah."

The man clicked his tongue, and a trace of subtle disdain appeared on his face: "He is too young, and he is a junior. It is good to get good grades in front of many senior brothers. There is no hope for the top three. That's all." After all, his talent is there. In the next few years, there is definitely hope of winning, but he participated in the eight trials in a whimsical way..." Slightly raised his voice, "The eight trials, it is impossible to win!"

Afterwards, the man pointed to the stone wall and asked Zhong Ying: "Do you know that other people's odds are at most [-] for [-], but you agree, he pays [-] for [-], that's it, no one bet on him."

Zhong Ying: So miserable...

Feeling displeased, Zhong Ying squinted his eyes: "Who do you like most in the current swordsmanship trial?"

"Of course it's Senior Brother Feng Yanlin, he pays one for one, and currently the most people bet on him." The man lowered his voice, "It is said that a senior sister bet [-] spirit stones, and Senior Brother Feng Yanlin won. It's not [-] inferior Lingshi, but [-] middle-grade spirit stones!"

In the last sentence, the man emphasized his tone.

"Then I'll make a bet too." Zhong Ying said.

"Who are you betting on?" The man was full of curiosity, "Are you also betting on Senior Brother Feng Yanlin?"

The people in front dispersed a little, leaving a small gap, Zhong Ying strode forward, and the people who touched him gave way subconsciously, Zhong Ying stopped directly in front of the stone wall, and happily took out a storage bag.

There was a "bang" on the table, and Zhong Ying said: "I bet on you, [-] spirit stones."

The person who talked to him earlier said, "I've said so much, why are you betting on him!"

Fat Dun showed an unexpected expression, and whispered to Qiu Shiyuan: "Boss is so angry that he is a male face, spending thousands of dollars!" Fat Dun felt a little distressed, "Hey, just make sense, ten thousand spirit stones are too many Yes, big bets hurt your health."

Ignoring the noisy voice, Zhong Ying uttered each word clearly, and added: "Ten thousand top-grade spirit stones!"

Those who heard this sentence were all dumbfounded.

"Did I hear you right? Top grade?"

"Unexpectedly, the one who was remanded? The one who participated in the eight trials?"

This is ten thousand high-grade spirit stones!

People with deep family backgrounds naturally don't care, but for most monks, they have never seen a few top-grade spirit stones, let alone 1 yuan.

The man who was keeping the account was slightly stunned, and raised his head: "There are really ten thousand high-grade spirit stones here?"

"Of course not." Zhong Ying spread his hands, "But there are a few ten thousand-year spiritual plants and a few rare ores inside, which are definitely worth ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones. You can see for yourself."

The bookkeeper picked up the unowned storage bag, untied it, took out several jade boxes, and opened one box, his hand trembled slightly, and almost threw the box out.

"Fortunately." The bookkeeper thankfully touched his forehead and wiped away the cold sweat.

Blue and purple light flashed in the jade box, and everyone took a closer look, and found that it was a blue-purple flower with double petals in full bloom, the flower heart spit out stamens, and the cool fragrance of the flower scattered in all directions.

People who smell the fragrance of flowers instantly feel that their ears are clear and their eyes are clear.

"This is... Ziyu Luozhi? It doesn't look like it!"

"The petals of Ziyu Luozhi are generally purple, but they are respected by blue. The hundred-year-old Ziyu Luozhi has light blue fluorescence when viewed under the moon, and the thousand-year-old Ziyu Luozhi will produce blue veins. The vintage Ziyu Luozhi is half purple and blue, and this purple jade Luozhi is so bright and uniform in color, and it grows very well."

Next, everyone saw Wannian spiritual plants and even spiritual ores that they had never seen before.

The bookkeeping man's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Lingshi is easy to get, but the rare Lingzhi mine is rare. It is not an exaggeration to say that there is a price but no market.

Although the market price of these spiritual plants is about [-] high-grade spiritual stones, if they are really put up for auction, they will definitely cost more than this.

"Are you really going to bet?" the bookkeeper repeatedly confirmed.

Everyone's eyes changed when they saw Zhong Ying, Fatty pounced on Zhong Ying to persuade him, but Zhong Ying remained unmoved, his lips opened and closed, and there was only one word: "Press!"

Anyway, these were all dug from the Xuanyao bracelet, Zhong Ying didn't feel bad at all.

"That's good." The accountant man couldn't wait to put away the Lingling Zhiling Mine, and couldn't help but say a few words, "I'd like to bet and admit defeat, but you can't regret it if you lose."

Zhong Ying laughed: "I'll return this sentence to you."

When speaking, Zhong Ying couldn't see the slightest distress in his expression. Everyone saw him so confident, and their hearts were ready to move, and they wanted to follow the king, but finally they were persuaded by reason.

Some people couldn't help muttering, where did this come from to be taken advantage of!

Zhong Ying shook off Pangdun, and walked slowly towards the second stone wall, leaving only a free and easy back view of Pangdun.

Fat Dun jumped anxiously: "Boss! Calm down!"

A student from Yaoguang Academy recognized Zhong Ying: "Hiss—isn't this the son of the sword master?"

"So it was him? No wonder it was Wannian Lingzhi, it must have been given by the sword master!"

On the second stone wall, there are three words "On Spiritual Law". Spiritual Law refers to the technique, the perception and strength of the use of the way of technique.Each of Yuxin's seven colleges is in academic law, so all the students of the seven colleges are detained.

Zhong Ying even saw that someone bet Jun Buyi... a low-grade spirit stone.

It's so shabby...

After reviewing the most popular candidates, Zhong Ying threw out the storage bag and said directly: "There are a few ancient talismans inside, which are powerful and should be worth [-] high-grade spirit stones, so I bet them. " Zhong Ying said indifferently, "Let's bet you don't care."

"Who else is there to bet?" A senior sister with a gentle voice was keeping accounts under the spiritual stone wall. She thought that Zhong Ying was going to bet on a bunch of people, but you didn't realize that she was just asking for help, so she asked this question.

Zhong Ying shook his head, and said with great certainty, "I'm only betting on him."

"If you lose, wouldn't you lose everything?" Senior Sister was surprised.

"Unexpectedly, you won't lose." Zhong Ying murmured.

"what?"

Zhong Ying raised the corners of his lips, and his peach blossom eyes were extremely bright: "If you lose, you lose."

Senior Sister Wenrou stayed where she was.

The girl's family is more sensitive and affectionate. She heard people around her say: "I heard that he has a very good relationship with Prince Chongming."

"It's more than good." A student of Yaoguang Academy shook his head, "Their jade pendant and bracelet are a pair."

Senior Sister Wenrou covered her chest with an excited expression: "So that's the case, it's no wonder I have to care about ten thousand high-grade spirit stones."

Next is the alchemy trial.

Zhong Ying didn't bother to look at the stone wall this time, and threw the storage bag out directly: "A few high-grade panacea, you estimate the value yourself, no matter how much it is worth, I will not let you know."

In front of the stone wall of "On Refining Weapons", Zhong Ying simply said one sentence: "Everything is bet against the king."

"I bet you don't want to."

"Press..."

Along the way, Zhong Ying took out all kinds of treasures without changing his face, and the act of betting on only one person attracted a large number of people. Gradually, many people stopped betting and followed Zhong Ying to watch.

The unknown person was dragged away by his companions.

"What's the hurry for?"

The companion was even more anxious: "If you don't hurry up, you will miss the good show!"

The students of Yaoguang College who knew the whole story sighed: "Junior Brother Zhong is really a man of temperament. He clearly knows that he will lose, but he still perseveres in suppressing Junior Brother Jun alone."

"To be able to do this for one person, the relationship between Junior Brother Zhong and Junior Brother Jun is really enviable."

"...If there is someone who defends me like this, I will marry immediately!"

"..."

Zhong Ying made seven bets, all of which were bets on the king and did not intend to win. In the end, he stopped under the stone tablet of the battle of discussion.

With a glance, Zhong Ying saw his name.

It was the first time for him and Jun Buyi to participate in the Dao Discussion Battle, and there were very few people betting on them. He also had a few people betting on a few spirit stones as if they were trying their luck.

Zhong Ying was holding the storage bag, tall and tall, with arrogance and pride coming out of his bones, and he said, "I want to bet on... myself!"