"The light of the righteous path shines on the earth--"

Huang Sheng carried Qin Ri in the iron bucket, his true energy was exhausted, and he was walking hard, step by step towards Yijian Sect, but halfway he was attracted by an old and demonic singing.

The road ahead.

An old man sat cross-legged, singing from his mouth.

On a hot day.

He actually wore more than a dozen clothes and a large cotton jacket, and it was very dirty and messy.

No characteristics in appearance.

If you have to say anything, there are always a few wounds and bruises on your face, which seem to have never healed.

Often gamble and pay for money and get beaten!

Only when the wound on this body can heal it will be a ghost!

That's right!

The old man who acted independently and had a special behavior was the old man who only said one line at the beginning and got a lunch box and disappeared. He had already survived thirty-eight chapters of the Blasting Gang - Dugu Gousheng!

Twenty years ago.

This old man was also the Dragon Scale Guard under the command of the fifth Feng of Emperor Yongtang, and was a famous master of the magical power realm in the Zhongzhou area.

After that.

The fifth Feng passed the throne and his son Di Lie was released from his military power by him. He was removed from his post and exiled to the Biaotian Gang as a small leader.

Not long after.

After an unknown bet with the Fifth Lieutenant of Emperor Yongtang, he has since been crazy and ended up like this!

Life!

It has always been a blessing to make people!

These days.

The Yijian Sect has undergone earth-shaking changes.

But he didn't know.

So what if you know?

Because he's gone crazy!

In the world of madman, no matter what happens to the outside world, he can't hear or see, and there is no need to think about it!

"Qin Li, this old man is so weird!"

Huang Sheng carried Qin Ri in the iron bucket and carefully looked at Dugu Gou Sheng who was sitting in the middle of the avenue to block the way.

The old man was dressed strangely, his eyes were dull, and his singing was about to be a lover. He saw that he was either a fool or a lunatic!

But it was in front of him.

There was a chess board, and the red and black chess pieces on it were arranged, neatly crafted and good at all.

If it's a lunatic!

He could not have made such a neat chess game.

If not a lunatic!

How do you say the dementia expression and the singing that kills people?

"Old sir, what's the point of making a chess game on this road?" Qin Ri asked politely in the iron bucket.

"hey-hey!"

See someone coming.

The song that demanded someone to live a life came to an abrupt end.

Dugu Gousheng narrowed his eyes, looked at Qin Ji, and said with a smile, "Young hero Yin Tang is red, and his gambling fortune is prosperous. Come on, come on, bet a chess game with me quickly!"

Qin Ji shook his head: "I never gamble."

"What's there?"

"Big gambling hurts your body, small gambling is happy, and strong gambling is destroyed. We are just a small gambling."

Dugu Gousheng rubbed the bruises on his face and smiled, "Besides, I don't bet on your yellow and white things, or your wealth and life, what are you afraid of?"

"oh?"

"What exactly is the old man going to bet on?"

When Qin Ji heard this, he felt strange and asked Huang Sheng to put down the iron bucket and sit down in front of Dugu Gou Sheng.

"I lost, I'll give it to you..."

Dugu Gou Sheng looked at Qin Li's iron bucket with crazy eyes and smiled, "Replace your bath bucket with a stainless steel!"

"But if you want to lose, you must find someone for me!"

Hurry!

Dugu Gou Zuo groped in his arms for a long time, and found a cloth bag from a layer of unknown layers of clothes.

Then he lifted up layer by layer, at least five or six layers before a picture was revealed!

This painting is not gorgeous, it is just a simple sketch!

That was a middle-aged woman.

The appearance is dignified and elegant, beautiful and charming.

She was standing in front of three thatched huts, stroking her slightly raised belly with her hands, looking forward to the distance, as if waiting for someone to return.

"Old sir, who is the person in the painting?"

Qin Ji looked at the sketch and felt that he had never seen this person before.

In fact, he has never gone out in Yu Pesticide Valley since he was a child, and he has not known many people.

Referring to the woman in the painting.

Dugu Gousheng's crazy and dull eyes showed a glimmer of light, and he smiled and said, "Her name is Jinxuan, my little baby, but twenty years ago, I lost her!"

Speaking while saying.

While I hurriedly kept the sketch, for fear of being snatched away.

Jinxuan?

Little baby?!

Such a mean word is a bit too large in the society of Zhongzhou.

What kind of affection is like the sea that makes me scream "little baby" as if no one else is around?

A handful of dog food to chop the face!

Qin Ji's face turned red when he heard this.

Old gentleman, it seems that he is a person with a story!

"Dare you ask the old man, please have a great name?" Huang Sheng also became interested and interrupted.

"Who is me?"

"I forgot..."

"Ahhhh, who is I?!"

When talking about his name, Dugu Gousheng grabbed his hair hard, his eyes straightened, and seemed very painful.

"Okay, sir, we don't have to worry about this issue. If you don't have talent, just play a game with the sir."

Qin Li thought about it and said with a smile.

Win, I got a stainless steel medicine barrel.

If you lose, you just find someone for him.

Anyway, no matter whether you win or lose, you will not lose anything.

"good!"

When he heard that he was willing to bet on chess, Dugu Gou smiled and sat down seriously in front of the chessboard.

Slap!

They each took five steps.

Qin Ri raised his chess piece, frowned, and was slow to fall.

Huang Sheng knew nothing about playing chess, so he came over and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with Qin Ji? This old man has a very skill in chess?"

"No."
To be continued...