Chapter 1: Redemption

The thick clouds covered the sky, and the rumbling thunder exploded in the air from time to time. Lightning was like a venomous snake's letter, and from time to time, the clouds burst out with a dazzling bright light.

Ye Yangcheng was holding an old purple umbrella and walking in the street with few pedestrians in the rain. His face revealed a strong anxiety. He was holding a brown briefcase in his left hand. His trousers were soaked. A pair of black leather shoes would make creaking sounds from time to time when walking.

On such stuffy, humid thunderstorms, there are few people who run on the streets without any trouble. Ye Yangcheng is not idle and goes out to wander around the streets.

After walking along the street to the east for about fifteen minutes, Ye Yangcheng looked up and identified the direction, he plunged into an alley on the street and walked less than ten steps forward. Two young men, who were also wearing umbrellas and wearing only a military green vest on the upper body, shook out from the back door of a family and blocked Ye Yangcheng's way out.

"I'm here to redeem people." Notice the fierce eyes of the two young men, Ye Yangcheng quickly raised his left hand and signaled the two young men to look at the briefcase in his hand, and quickly said, "I'm Ye Jinglong's brother, here to repay the money for him."

Two young men turned their heads and looked at each other. One of them shook his head, the other nodded and understood, shouted at Ye Yangcheng, "Roll around and lie on the wall!"

"Okay, OK." Ye Yangcheng had no choice but to turn around honestly, raise his hands high on the wall, and let the young man come up and grop on his body.

The remaining young man didn't know where to take out a black walkie-talkie, held it to his chin and said, "Someone brings money to redeem people, Ye Jinglong."

"Sharp..." There was a rustling sound from the walkie-talkie. Soon, a middle-aged man's voice came from inside: "Let him come in."

"Get in." Hearing the middle-aged man's response, the young man holding the walkie-talkie moved sideways and raised his chin to Ye Yangcheng, and said viciously: "Be honest!"

"Yes, yes, yes, be honest, sure." Ye Yangcheng was worried that his younger brother would be so arrogant at this time. He nodded quickly and then passed the two young men's sentries with his briefcase. He continued to walk forward about thirty steps, and finally heard a faint noise.

I stopped in front of an aluminum alloy anti-theft door that looked extremely ordinary, and reached out to knock on the door gently: "Bangbang..."

The knock on the door fell, and the aluminum alloy security door was opened. A middle-aged woman's head was poked out from inside, and looked at Ye Yangcheng up and down, then pushed the door open and said lightly: "Come in."

Ye Yangcheng nodded with a strong smile. The sound in the room had already penetrated into his ears very clearly. The sound of dice shaking and the sound of gamblers shouting and screaming were entangled. The strong smell of smoke almost made Ye Yangcheng frown.

This is a casino of about 500 square meters. The hall was filled with gamblers. Ye Yangcheng just glanced and did not pay attention to anything else. He followed the middle-aged woman and walked towards a small compartment not far from entering the door. The worries in his heart were unreservedly revealed on his slightly mature face.

"Brother Jun, the person is here." The middle-aged woman knocked on the wooden door of the small compartment. Her originally slapped face also changed into a smile like the melting of ice and snow. She nodded to a middle-aged man standing in the small compartment, and turned to the side.

The man is about 35 or 36 years old. There is a very hideous scar on his left forehead to the left ear. His height of over 1.86 meters and strong figure give people a very strong visual impact.

A little bit of elegance flashed in his slightly narrowed eyes, and he looked at Ye Yangcheng, who was wet, and said, "Did you bring the money?"

"Where is my brother?" Ye Yangcheng tightened his left hand and asked back, feeling like he was not showing off a rabbit or an eagle.

"Ha." The middle-aged man who was called Jun Ge by the middle-aged woman raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled with a smile, turning his head and saying, "Long Hair, bring me out."

"I know, Brother Jun." There was a small compartment in the small compartment. As soon as Brother Jun's voice fell, a young man's response came from inside. In a few seconds, the door of the small compartment had been opened, and two people came out, one was wearing a military green vest and a yellow-haired young man with a tiger's head tattooed on his left arm, and the other was a young man wearing a high school uniform in Baojing Town!

The young man had thick eyebrows and big eyes and looked very honest, but his head and brain were really unreliable. Looking at Ye Yangcheng who was standing at the door glaring at him, Ye Jinglong slowly lowered his head, but he didn't even dare to say a word.

"Where are people here, what about money." Seeing Ye Jinglong being brought out, Brother Jun slowly turned around. Under the dim and yellow light, he looked particularly terrifying.

"The money is here." Ye Yangcheng withdrew his gaze that fell on Ye Jinglong, placed the brown briefcase in his hand flat on a table beside him, and asked, "Can we leave?"

"Azhen, please click the money." Brother Jun glanced at Ye Yangcheng, and did not answer his inquiry, but nodded slightly to the middle-aged woman who led Ye Yangcheng in before.

The middle-aged woman called Azhen by Brother Jun didn't feel anything wrong. She calmly walked to the table and opened the briefcase. She took out two thick stacks of RMB from it. One of them was a hundred yuan denomination, and there was a seal wrapped around it. It should have been taken out of the bank. The remaining stack was filled with scattered banknotes of RMB 100, RMB 50, RMB 20, and RMB 10, and many of them were folded old coins.

Azhen skillfully counted the amount of the two stacks of RMB. About two minutes later, Azhen looked up and said, "Ten fifteen thousand, just right."

“We can go…”

"No." Before Ye Yangcheng could say it, Brother Jun suddenly pulled up the corner of his mouth, raised his wrist and looked at the time on the watch, and said, "It's already twelve to thirty-three minutes now. According to the rules, we should make another profit. How much should Azhen?"

"Ten Sixteen thousand five." Ah Zhen answered Jun Ge's inquiry without thinking. Obviously, he should be a talent in the management and finance of this casino.

"It's still 1,500." Brother Jun took out an ear-digging spoon from somewhere, tilted his head and took it into his ears for a while, looking at Ye Yangcheng and said, "What do you think you should do?"

"You..." Brother Jun clearly wanted to find fault. Ye Yangcheng was indignant, but just said the word "you", Brother Jun actually didn't even say hello, and kicked Ye Yangcheng to the ground, turned around and said lightly to the long hair: "After a beat, throw it out, let him give me a long memory."

"I understand, Brother Jun." Changmao bowed slightly and agreed, then rubbed the knuckles of his hands and turned his head to the small compartment inside and shouted: "Brothers, you're out to work!"

Chapter 2: The Nine Sky God Character

"Brother... I'm sorry." His upper body was thrown on the street with a naked upper body, and his whole body was covered in purple, with blood on the corner of his mouth. Seeing his brother being beaten like this because he was beaten, Ye Jinglong lowered his head deeply and said, "I...I will never gamble again in the future..."

"It's okay, I can't die if I get beaten up." Ye Yangcheng got up from the ground, endured the pain coming from his body, grinned and took a few breaths of cold air and looked at Ye Jinglong and said, "But, if you do this for me twice, you'll wait to prepare for my funeral."

"I...I can't do it anymore." Ye Jinglong stammered and bit his lip, suddenly looked up at Ye Yangcheng, and asked weakly: "Brother, you won't tell your parents, are you?"

"Baby." Ye Yangcheng's face was still smiling and seemed to be not caring much, but in the blink of an eye it became gloomy and slapped Ye Jinglong on the head, saying, "At a young age, I'm not studying hard at school, and running out to play gambling? Is he brave enough, is he still possessed by the god of gambling?"

After beating and scolding, he was not relieved at all. He raised his leg and kicked Ye Jinglong in the ass. Regardless of the strange gazes thrown by passers-by, Ye Yangcheng cursed angrily: "Get back to school immediately!"

"Then you have to promise me not to tell my parents... Oh... I'll go, it's not OK for me to go, stop hitting... Oh my god..."

"Little bastard, I tell you that I will ignore you if I want to do such a mess next time!" Seeing Ye Jinglong disappear from his sight from afar, Ye Yangcheng couldn't pretend to be a tough guy now, and took a deep breath. The look on his face was so painful: "He pinched it almost killed someone."

Is it okay to be beaten by four or five young men? Ye Yangcheng is not a skin made of iron, but a bone made of steel. He limped and walked towards the direction he came with his upper body naked. I don’t know how many pedestrians were stunning along the way.

Ye Yangcheng's home is on Xibin Road, Baojing Town, but if he chooses to go home now, wouldn't he be scared of his parents?

In desperation, Ye Yangcheng could only call his mother with a grin and told her that she would be on a business trip in the next few days and that she would not be able to go home for the time being.

As for a few days, there will be more reasons, such as accidentally hitting, falling, or being brave enough to be beaten up by a vicious gangster, all is OK, the prerequisite is that these things can only happen in other places and must not happen in Baojing Town!

Since I can't go home, I can only choose to join my best friend and I can barely make do with him for a few days at his house and then I can go home after it's over.

It’s not that Ye Yangcheng is unwilling to stay in the hotel, and he has to go to his friend’s place to eat and drink for a few days. He is really short of money!

My younger brother Ye Jinglong didn't know whether he was stupid or stupid, but he actually followed a few children from rich families in his class to play a fortune in the casino. He owed 10,000 yuan in debt every minute and second. The casino people paid his mother to give him a high school student loan shark, and he would spend tens of thousands of yuan at a time!

When Ye Jinglong couldn't stand the intimidation of the casino and stammered and told Ye Yangcheng that the 12,000 yuan had already become 15,000 yuan. Although he was very angry, he was his own brother after all. In desperation, Ye Yangcheng went to the bank to withdraw all the 10,000 yuan he saved from his work in the past two years, and then pieced together 15,000 yuan, and rushed to the casino in the rain.

Now, I just resigned from my original company, and my pockets were empty in the blink of an eye, and I was beaten up by the casino for some reason. The more I thought about it, the more I felt angry.

But Ye Yangcheng had no choice. Can he open such a big casino in the town? Can he not have some official skills later? He is just a child of an ordinary working-class family, and there may not be an official in the family for 18 generations.

Swallowing his anger was his only choice. Even if he was really annoyed, he really wanted to bring a knife to the door and fight with that Jun brother, but he could only hold these ideas in his stomach and never take action. Otherwise, those who waited for Ye Yangcheng would have to be dead.

The thunderstorm in the summer comes and goes quickly. When Yeyangcheng limps into an alley to spend his days with his best friends, the sky has cleared up, thick clouds dissipate, and the sunshine falls from the sky, warm.

The alley is very narrow, and it can only accommodate two people of Ye Yangcheng with the figure walking side by side. After walking a few steps, Ye Yangcheng stopped, narrowed his eyes and looked up at the blue sky, and said to himself: "There are still many evil people in this world. God, if you fall asleep, you can't control the joys and sorrows of the world and do evil deeds, you might as well let me take care of you..."

After muttering to himself for a while, Ye Yangcheng shook his head helplessly and sighed, laughing self-deprecatingly: "If there is really God, how can so many evil people come to dominate the world?"

"Young man, be responsible for speaking." A faintly, an old voice penetrated into Ye Yangcheng's ears. Ye Yangcheng subconsciously looked up and was stunned.

I saw that less than two meters away in front of him, an old man wearing a white Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, a rosy face but a white haired head was looking at him with an angry face. This old man who should have been kind-hearted actually looked at him angrily!

Ye Yangcheng shook his head, opened his eyes and looked again, and he was still there.

Continue to shake his head and keep opening his eyes, the old man is still standing there, not moving.

"It's over, I'm beaten up..." Ye Yangcheng felt a little panic in his heart, and he raised his hand and patted his forehead: "There are still hallucinations and auditory hallucinations in the sky and the sun..."

"Old man, I am in charge of the entire universe alone. How can I manage those trivial matters of mortals?" The old man in the white Taoist robe ignored Ye Yangcheng's reaction at this moment and still stared at Ye Yangcheng with anger and scolded: "I don't learn well at a young age. I'll say some irrelevant big words all day long. Do you care? Okay, old man, I'll give you this opportunity!"

"What did you say?" Ye Yangcheng looked at the old man in a daze, slowly put his hand behind him, pinched his butt hard, and a burst of pain made him take a breath. Isn't it an illusion?

"Didn't you say you should take care of the joys, sorrows and good deeds in the world? Old man, I'll give you this opportunity to take it!" The old man in the white Taoist robe raised his hand and shook it. A sterling silver book appeared in his hand. It was thrown into Ye Yangcheng's arms like throwing garbage. He said to himself: "This book is called Jiuxiao, but it has boundless magical powers on behalf of the heaven. Since you, a young man, have the courage to manage the trivial matters in the world..."

The old man hummed twice, raised his hand and snapped his fingers directly. The crisp and bright sound made Ye Yangcheng feel dizzy. Suddenly, he felt the heavy sterling silver scripture in his hand disappear out of thin air, and... he felt very clearly that something was swimming towards his heart!

This is a very mysterious feeling, and it is hard to explain, but Ye Yangcheng just knew that something was swimming towards his heart!

He looked at the old man in horror, and Ye Yangcheng said bitterly: "What have you put in my body?"

"This book is called Jiuxiao, also known as the Divine Character." The old man stroked his pure white goatee, looked at Ye Yangcheng with a smile, and said, "You can understand the specific benefits by yourself. One day, if the ban on this book is fully opened and you can control this book...hehehe..."

Amid a chuckle, the old man disappeared from Ye Yangcheng's sight out of thin air, as if he had suddenly evaporated.

"Hey, I said, old man, what's this a joke!" Ye Yangcheng was stunned for a while before he came to his senses, and looked up at the sky with a voice and shouted.

"You will understand in the future if you have a divine nature and are above the sky..." The old man's ethereal voice penetrated Ye Yangcheng's ears.

"Have a divine character, and you are above the sky?" Ye Yangcheng grabbed his hair in a piss, "What does this mean?!"

Chapter 3: Drawing the land is king

The world was silent, and no one would answer Ye Yangcheng's inquiry. If it weren't for feeling something beating on the other end of his heart, Ye Yangcheng would have thought that he was beaten stupid by the subordinates of Jun Ge, and all the hallucinations and auditory things appeared!

With a divine nature, he is above the Jiuxiao? This kind of thing is called Jiuxiao, also known as the divine nature. He is holding the divine nature to control Jiuxiao? Ye Yangcheng stood there and thought for a long time before he barely understood that a little bit, whether it is the divine nature or Jiuxiao, he is now staying in his body!

It’s easy to understand if you have a divine nature, but what does it mean to be above the Jiuxiao? Should you control the scriptures called Jiuxiao, or let yourself run outside the Jiuxiao and stand, that is, to be above the Jiuxiao?

His mind was messy, and Ye Yangcheng couldn't believe it at all. The old man said that he was in charge of the entire universe, so what was he? A god? Or the god who is often scolded?

"I'm good, I'm meeting an old god!" Ye Yangcheng murmured to himself, instinctively lifted his legs and continued to walk forward, and walked around a few corners, standing in front of a three-story cement building, raising his head and shouting: "Shaoqing, open the door!"

"..." The building was silent, but Ye Yangcheng did not shout anymore. He waited under the building for three minutes. The door opened and a big head with messy hair poked out from it. When he saw Ye Yangcheng's naked upper body and dirty pants, he immediately showed a look of surprise on his face: "Old Ye, have you been robbed?"

"Don't mention it, let me go in and take a shower first." Ye Yangcheng smiled bitterly, raised his legs and walked up the steps, and said as he walked: "This time I'm completely bankrupt. I asked you in the morning that the two thousand yuan I borrowed will not be paid back in a short time."

As he spoke, he entered the room, and Chen Shaoqing's outfit was exposed to Ye Yangcheng's sight: a small white vest, a pair of boxers that exuded a scent, covered with black and thick leg hair, barely standing barefoot on the greasy tiled floor...

Seeing Chen Shaoqing's appearance, Ye Yangcheng said with great certainty: "Your parents are out again?"

"I said I was on a business trip, but who knows if I was on a trip?" Chen Shaoqing was about 1.8 meters tall, and the bulging general's belly had a very corrupt smell. After hearing Ye Yangcheng's words, he curled his lips: "Anyway, it's public funds to eat and drink, so it probably takes another 17 or 18 days to come back."

Speaking of this, Chen Shaoqing looked at Ye Yangcheng up and down and said curiously: "I just received the money in the morning. Didn't you snatch it halfway? The town has been quite chaotic recently."

"Oh, I'm having some unlucky things, is there any gas in the bathroom?" Ye Yangcheng shook his head with a wry smile, walked towards the bathroom next to the kitchen, turned his head and said, "Go and get me a set of clothes..."

"I knew it would be good for you boy to come here." Chen Shaoqing sighed and said, "Come here to borrow money in the morning and come here to borrow clothes in the afternoon. Do you still have to borrow food and accommodation?"

"Or why do you say you are my brother?" Ye Yangcheng shrugged and laughed: "I haven't stuck my butt yet, you know what I'm going to fart. I'll order me a takeaway later and I'll squeeze in with you in the evening."

"Damn, come on really?"
To be continued...