"Promotion and wealth? What does this have to do with people like us?"

The gamblers asked in surprise.

Such a good word is so far away from them, and there is no material for dreaming.

Wang Wu smiled mysteriously, and the other people who came through also showed strange smiles.

The smile made the newcomers feel chilling behind them.

"What I am talking about is not an official who is an 'official', but a coffin of a 'coffin'!"

As soon as Wang Wu said this, all the gamblers looked shocked and resisted very much.

Get rich by raising a coffin? The coffin of the coffin?

Could it be related to something dirty?

"Brother Wang, don't scare us!"

"That's right, stop teasing us."

Wang Wu's face turned cold and he snorted lightly.

"If you don't believe it, just ask them. Anyway, it's not me who can't win money."

Zhao Cuzi, Liu Fatty and others smiled at the right time, held the money they won today in their hands, and put it in front of everyone and shook it.

The red and green bills were shaking so that their eyes were about to fall out.

"this......"

Although it has nothing to do with unlucky things like coffins.

But having no money is more terrifying than dying, and everyone hesitated for a moment.

Seeing everyone's hesitation, Wang Wu rang the railway while it was hot:

"The so-called "coffin" is not really something that makes you lift the lid of the coffin. There are no big rice dumplings inside. You just need to stay next to the coffin for a while and take a breath of the coffin air."

Wang Wu's words made the gamblers breathe a sigh of relief.

They definitely dare not let them open the coffin, but they can still accept it after a while.

But this dead coffin is so magical?

And if there is such a good thing, why doesn’t Wang Wu use it yourself and get their turn?

Everyone was full of doubts and their eyebrows were thrusting into a ball.

I saw Wang Wu running the train with all his mouth and came:

"This is not an ordinary coffin, but a coffin that has been opened by our masters from Shandhui Temple in Wuzhen Town!

"After sucking this coffin will not only make you lucky, but will also strengthen your body and prolong your life!"

The gamblers' eyes lit up when they heard this.

Let’s not talk about anything else, the magic of this Drop of Water View is known to everyone in the town.

If the masters of the wise have opened up the coffin, then this is a reliable matter!

Look at Zhao Cuzi and others, they all made a lot of money, and the effect was immediate.

When Cheng Fan's face suddenly became cold when he heard that Wang Wu dared to use his name as a Dripping Water Temple to deceive him.

Wang Wu couldn't even get to the first level of his heart, and he was embarrassed to say that he had been to Drishui Temple.

He was so arrogant that he was talking to himself?

If it weren't for finding the evil god Abro through him, Cheng Fan would have immediately killed Wang Wu into a scum.

But the time has not come, Cheng Fan restrained his murderous intent and magic power fluctuations, and continued to listen patiently.

"Don't believe it. All five of us brothers have been to Drishui Temple. We also had a good relationship with Taoist Master Daoxuan of Drishui Temple!"

"If it weren't for this, the Taoist priest would tell me about such a good thing? And there was no requirement to suck the coffin air. Just do more good deeds after making money."

Everyone was stunned by Wang Wu's fright, and combined with those who had already made money, they believed 80%.

They may not believe other things, but they must believe the money in front of them!

Everyone started to discuss it in a verbal way.

"The coffin consecrated by Taoist Master Dishui Temple is certain to do it!"

"The fourth brother of the Li family said that he had been to Dishhui Temple and met Shanjun. What Brother Wang said should be true."

"I think this matter is reliable, I've done it!"

"Look at the pattern of a master of good deeds, just do more good deeds."

“…”

All the gamblers agreed and agreed to meet outside the town tonight.

After the gamblers dispersed, Cheng Fan changed his target with a cold face and followed Wang Wu.

Unfortunately, Wang Wu did not make any changes in the afternoon and started playing in the casino.

Due to the protection of the evil god statue, Cheng Fan could not leave a mark on him, and the light spot that had been left before had long been erased.

Cheng Fan observed for a while.

Seeing that he was able to play, he used his spiritual sense to cover the area and returned to the stronghold of Li Meng and others.

Li Meng and others were all there, and when they saw Cheng Fan appear, they stood up respectfully to salute.

Li Meng said: "Immortal Master, we have seen that rich businessman, but it is a bit different from what we imagined."

Cheng Fan raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Let's hear it."

"The rich businessman is a kind-looking old man, and he welcomed us very friendly."

"He also warned us not to collect this kind of thing, so that we can give it to him as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Fan thought for a while.

Could it be that this wealthy businessman was not looking for this evil god statue to do evil?

But to protect the residents of the town?

If this is the case, this wealthy businessman may be a fellow practitioner and is worthy of the last meeting.

Cheng Fan nodded slightly, knowing it in his heart.

"Okay, don't interfere in the next thing, I have your own decision!"

"Yes, the immortal master. That Wang Wu..."

Cheng Fan said lightly: "Wang Wu was entangled with evil spirits too deeply, and he helped the evil and should be punished!"

Seeing the four people's unbearable expressions, Cheng Fan explained what Wang Wu did.

When he learned that Wang Wu brought the group of people into the ruined temple, he actually drew people's souls under the banner of Drop Water Temple.

Li Meng's face suddenly sank, and flames seemed to be spewing out of his eyes.

The other three immediately cursed Wang Wu and never mentioned the brotherly relationship between them again.

Li Meng said in a deep voice: "Master Immortal, can you give me a chance to end him with my own hands? After all, we have been brothers for so many years..."

Cheng Fan had no objection.

This Wang Wu is just a mortal, so it doesn’t matter if he gives it to Li Meng.

Cheng Fan had only one purpose for this trip, killing the evil god Abro and bringing peace to the small town.

"Are you sure you want to settle Wang Wu in person? Are you not afraid of secular laws sanctioning you?" Cheng Fan asked in surprise.

Li Meng shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Not afraid, when Wang Wu chose to move closer to the evil spirit, I was ready to finish him with my own hands."

As he said that, Li Meng exposed the steel dagger around his waist.

Cheng Fan nodded. This Li Meng is a man.

Zhang San stood up and said, "Immortal Master, I'm not afraid either!"

Li Si smiled, "Are you a madman who is extramarital? I am really not afraid!"

Ermazi also stood firmly by his brothers, wanting to finish everything Wang Wu.

But Cheng Fan shook his head, "Li Meng alone is enough."

"Immortal Master, why?" the three of them asked in unison.

"I'm not used to bringing a few oil bottles when fighting. Li Meng has some effect. But can you resist the black fog?"

The three of them shook their heads helplessly and had to give up.
Chapter completed!