At this time, a middle-aged woman stood out from the crowd and said: "Old man! I have two taels with me, can I join the gambling game?"

The old man glanced at her and said, "No problem! It's better to pay two for one, and I'll be the banker today!"

"I'll also bet five taels! The one with the knife wins!"

Another middle-aged man dressed as a merchant also shouted and threw a fifty-tael silver ingot into his bamboo hat.

This time it became very lively, and for a while people watching the game rushed to pay and join the gambling game, fearing that they would not be able to take advantage of this stupid old man.

The middle-aged woman was very enthusiastic. She took out an eyebrow pencil and wrote down the bets on the palms of the gamblers' hands to avoid confusion and being unable to distribute the money.

In just one cup of tea, the money in the bamboo hat was already full, and the small and large pieces of silver and silver notes were piled up like a hill.

People are working hard there, but they are using it as a gambling game. It is really unethical and smoking!

The swords and swords continued to fight, and cheering sounds came from the crowd of onlookers, and some people began to cheer for the old man holding the sword!

There were cheers and cheers for a while, and everyone was hoping that the old man would kill his opponent with a knife so that he could quickly share the money.

Don't tell me, there are people nearby who are cheering, but it still works. After they shouted, the old man holding the knife became energetic, and the steel knife danced like a windmill, whirring in the wind!

"Dang!"

Sparks were flying, and after the young man blocked the incoming knife with his sword, his feet slipped and he sat down on the grass again!

"Ouch!" People cheered.

"Dang!"

The old man struck down with his sword again and was held up again.

"Ouch!" People continued to cheer.

After just two or three consecutive cuts, the old man holding the knife suddenly slipped and fell!

"ah!"

While people were screaming, the young man sitting on the ground held the steel knife with his sword in his left hand, and thrust the sword upward diagonally with his right hand!

"puff!"

The entire sword blade penetrated from the fallen old man's armpit to the hilt!

"ah!"

A scream rang out, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the armpit of the old man holding the knife, and then he fell to the grass and became motionless.

The young man holding the sword was still sitting on the ground, with a look of shock on his face.

This sudden change made those who were watching stunned and yelled.

"Damn it! You're such a loser..."

The young man holding the sword finally came to his senses, and as if he was unwilling to do so, he pulled out the sword from the old man's body, raised his hands, and chopped wildly on his body, until the blood dripped from his body.

It's flying all over the sky, it's shocking to see!

After venting his anger, the young man suddenly turned his head and stared at the meddlesome audience with a pair of blood-red eyes. With murderous intent in his eyes, he yelled: "Fuck your eighteen generations of ancestors! I'm risking my life here, and you actually laugh at it.

Are you betting on my life? You are just a bunch of scum, please go to hell!"

While cursing, he rushed over with his sword wildly swinging. The people were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they dispersed with a roar, running away in an instant.

The moon was bright in the sky, it was quiet at night, and I was under a thick banyan tree in the woods on the roadside.

There were six people sitting around under the tree. In addition to the pockmarked boy, the old man in fine clothes, the middle-aged businessman and the woman, the old man and the young man dueling were also among them!

The old man in rich clothes, white hair and white beard, counted the silver coins in the bamboo hat and divided them into six parts.

"We will arrive in Nanjiang Town tomorrow. Counting today's earnings, we have made a total of one hundred and sixty-four taels in the past five days, which is enough for our tickets!"

The pock-marked boy snorted and said, "That Cui Zhen, the master of Wanbao Hall in Wanyi Castle, is really stingy! He obviously invited us to help him auction fake jewelry and antiques, but he didn't even do it for twenty

We have to pay for both tickets ourselves!”

The middle-aged woman smiled sweetly and said: "Xiaodouzi, we are swindlers who are trying to 'besiege the deer'. This time we went to lure the beauties and get fooled into buying fake goods. The money we make must be divided into dividends. It's only twenty taels of silver."

What? Business always requires capital!"

The young man holding the two swords held the sword and stretched it back and forth twice. It turned out to be a telescopic prop sword.

He pressed a hidden button on the hilt of the sword a few more times, and fake red blood flowed out of the hilt.

"Boss Li! The blood-spraying mechanism on my sword hilt doesn't work. Can you give me a little more as repair cost? Otherwise, I will suffer a big loss!"

"Snapped!"

The old man holding the knife slapped him on the back of the head.

"Fuck you, Xiao Chen! I haven't talked to you yet! Why are you so desperate today? Those slaps! I was beaten so hard that my bones almost fell apart, and it still hurts! You want to practice swordsmanship, I, Old Lin, are like this

What to do with the clothes that are dyed red? Who will pay to buy me a new one!?"

The middle-aged woman said seductively: "Hey! You two heroes, please stop arguing! Aren't the slaves and Xiaodouzi working hard at the show? Except for the boss who gets more, the rest of the money will be divided equally.

?This was also agreed upon beforehand!"

At this moment, a bright spot appeared on the official road in the distance. The six people were very alert. They immediately fell silent, put away their share, and each found a place to hide.

The bright spot gradually came closer. It turned out to be a lantern. The person holding the lantern was an elderly man who looked like a butler. He also carried a small wooden box on his back, followed closely by a man in Chinese clothes.

The obese man with a big belly looks like a wealthy man.

The two walked slowly in front of the six people. Unexpectedly, the housekeeper who was walking in front accidentally tripped on something. He threw forward and fell, causing his back to fall.

The wooden box fell to the ground.

"Wow!"

The six pairs of eyes hiding in the dark were all straight!

I saw that the wooden box was thrown open, and a few yellow gold bars rolled out from it!

"You are really getting dumber as you get older. You can't even walk safely!" the rich man scolded.

"Yes... I'm sorry! Master, it's too dark!"

"Why don't you pack it up quickly? Fortunately, it's at night and no one can see it. Otherwise, if you expose your wealth and get targeted, what's the point?"

"Yes Yes!"

The housekeeper was busy picking up the gold bars, and the master and servant left quickly.

"Follow me!"

Boss Li said softly.

Not long after, I saw a master and a servant walking into a ruined temple on the roadside.

The six of them were hiding in the woods on the left side of the ruined temple, whispering to each other.

The pock-marked Xiaodouzi said softly: "Boss! Look at the size of that box. There must be hundreds of taels of gold in it, right?"

The boss is the boss, and those who observe carefully are not all gold. I saw a panic on his face, as if he had seen a ghost, and murmured to himself: "How is this possible... could it be them...

…”

Xiao Chen, who wielded the sword, asked in surprise: "Boss! What? Do you know these two people? Do they have a good background? Look, you are scared!".

Boss Li calmed down and said, "How do I know those two people? Look at the flagpole in front of the temple!"

The five people looked up and saw a rectangular flag on the flagpole fluttering in the wind under the silver moonlight.

"Isn't it just a flag?"

"Look again!"

The five people opened their eyes and looked hard. This time they could see clearly that what was hanging on the flagpole was not a flag, but a painting, a picture of a bloodthirsty ghost!

Xiao Chen said inexplicably: "Isn't it just a painting? It's a bit eye-catching, but it's not that..."

"What kind of painting is that? What does it represent?" Boss Li interrupted him.

All five people frowned, with doubts on their faces.

"What a bunch of idiots! Fortunately, you are all deer hunters! You haven't even heard of the bounty hunter 'Shura Ghost Demon' who is famous in the world recently?"

It's really shameless to call yourself a deer fencer.

"I go!"
Chapter completed!