Qian Hou'er finally found someone who was more capable than himself, and he couldn't bear to laugh at him.

Cui Dongshan continued: "At the top of my mountain, we don't have many manpower at the moment, and we are in charge of less than 10,000 genealogy monks."

Wang Manmeng laughed heartily. It would be a pity for Cui Lang not to work as a storyteller in a restaurant.

Qian Houer smiled and stretched his neck to look at the heavy scenery on the woman's chest.

"Cui Lang, do you think my sister can go to your place and be the chief worshipper? In charge of the Patriarch's Law, or in charge of money. My sister is good at living, but she knows how to plan carefully."

Cui Dongshan rubbed his chin and said with a serious expression: "Then my sister will have to ask an Immortal Realm Sword Cultivator, Nascent Soul Realm Sword Cultivator, and Ninth Realm Martial Artist respectively if they agree to make room for my sister."

Everyone looked at each other, then burst into laughter.

If he is really a genealogy monk on the mountain, he will admit it. Such words are not very interesting.

The premise is that he is not that kind of eccentric genealogy monk with a small belly who likes to joke, but he will never allow others to make fun of him. He is chatting and laughing one moment, but will turn his back on others the next moment.

Cui Dongshan suddenly asked: "Sister, you really want to confirm whether I am a genealogy monk? Why, do you have a grudge against the gods on the mountain? Or is it the kind of sworn hatred where both sides have to lie down when they meet?"

Wang Manmeng smiled from ear to ear and reached out to cover the mountains that were about to come out. Because she likes to wear night clothes, the mountains have clear outlines, tall and straight, with two peaks facing each other, so they look particularly menacing. She rubbed her heart and said

: "Cui Lang's guess makes no sense. Cui Lang is so suspicious, just like us, Shanze Yexiu."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I just asked casually. I must have misunderstood my sister. I always feel murderous."

The slim and beautiful woman bit her lip and said, "Sister, how dare you kill someone? You are helpless and will only be bullied."

Cui Dongshan laughed it off and put on his socks and boots again. Damn it, if my husband hadn't been eating hot pot nearby, let's see how compatible I am with you as a guest and host.

One person got the tip from this side of the house and quickly came to the house after hearing the news.

He is a burly man wearing armor, carrying a sword on his waist, and his face is covered with scars. In the words of Fatty Gusu, his appearance wards off evil spirits and can scare people and ghosts when walking at night.

It is Hong Chou, a secretive six-level martial artist. In today's Tongye Continent, with this level of martial arts, it is not difficult to find a powerful military general in the courts of various countries, or to give it to those generals who have great turmoil.

Xianggongqing, it is even easier to be a family guest who protects the safety of the family home.

Hong Chou stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the knife, and walked forward in long strides, stepping on the snow on the road, making a rustling sound that could be clearly heard in the windy and snowy night.

Looking inside the room, Hong Chou's face was gloomy. He walked away from Guqiu, who had already disowned them, and then came another unknown young man in white.

This made Hong Chou extremely depressed. You, my mother-in-law, really don’t know how to live or die. How can you, a cave cultivator, easily provoke the genealogy monks on the mountain?

Qian Houer quickly got up and squeezed to the side of the brazier.

Hong Chou sat on the chair, took off the knife from his waist, held the knife with both hands, and asked with narrowed eyes: "Little brother, where are you hanging out?"

Cui Dongshan shook his sleeves, rubbed his palms together, took a breath, and said with a smile: "There is a mountain not far from here called Xiandu Mountain. There are not many people on the mountain now, so I have to think about it.

We're recruiting troops. You've already met my husband."

Hong Chou frowned and said, "Which one?"

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "My husband is currently in Miss Xiaofang's yard, drinking and eating hot pot with a senior martial artist."

Wang Manmeng suddenly realized it, and said with a sweet smile: "It's that young man in a blue shirt, long coat and cloth shoes. He is refreshing and bookish. At first glance, he is not the same as us."

The beautiful woman pointed at the ceiling, "It seemed like he came from the sky at the time. You told me afterwards that this person just looked young. He was probably a terrestrial god with good looks and good looks. He couldn't be offended. If he wasn't a golden elixir,

, he is a martial artist in the Golden Body Realm. Anyway, he must be a tough guy with one of the two golds."

Hong Chou's arrogance suddenly dropped. At that time, the guy suddenly appeared. Hong Chou, who was sitting on the chair, did not dare to draw his sword out of its sheath.

Hong Chou frowned and asked, "Is your husband a pure martial artist?"

Cui Dongshan chuckled and said: "My husband is of course a pure martial artist, but he has always regarded himself as a swordsman."

Hong Chou asked tentatively: "Which realm is it? Golden Body Realm?"

I didn't expect the other party to give an answer.

Seeing the young man in white stretch out his hand, Hong Chou asked curiously: "What does this mean?"

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "My husband is a martial artist, how about you give me a few summer coins as a reward?"

Hong Chou laughed dumbly, maybe there was something wrong with his brain.

It seems that God is still very fair. He has given me a good skin and a head that I cannot carry.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Then let's change the gambling method. You can guess my husband's realm three times. The first time is spent with a piece of snow, the second time with Xiaoshu money, and the third time with Guyu money. If you guess

If you guess correctly, I will double it for you. As long as you nod and agree, I will immediately sell the iron, take out six fairy coins, and give them to Wang Manmeng for safekeeping."

Hong Chou sneered and said, "Did you learn this gambling skill from Qian Hou'er?"

Cui Dongshan said: "I can write the answer on a piece of paper in advance and give it to Wang Manmeng for safekeeping. Brother Hong, is it a business that is sure to make money without losing money? Do you want to gamble or not? Do you dare to make a lot of money?"

Hong Chou said: "If you randomly write down one realm and two realms, can I guess the answer?"

Cui Dongshan shook his head, "After Wang Manmeng reads the answer on the paper, I allow her to give you two winks. One is to remind you whether you want to bet, and the other is to hint whether my answer is reliable."

"Of course you have to agree in advance. You two are not allowed to speak from your heart or form a line. Well, let's change the bet method to a more beneficial one for Brother Hong. You can decide the order of the three bets and what kind of magic money you use.

The only requirement for the order is that when we go to the gambling table, we must finish the three bets. Forget it, if you feel that betting on a grain rain coin is not in line with the pleasure of small gambling, you can only bet twice."

Money Monkey thinks it’s okay to gamble.

Golden Body Realm, Far Traveling Realm, Mountain Top Realm, come one by one, you can always get it once.

There are only so many martial arts realms among martial artists in the world, except for the minor masters of the sixth realm and the so-called great masters of the third realm of refining gods.

But Hong Chou was a little embarrassed, because he knew that there was a legendary end above the mountain top.

The young man in green shirt was definitely not a warrior of the Sixth Realm. Hong Chou was extremely sure of this. Since the other party was able to "fall from the sky", he was either a warrior of the Golden Body Realm who had jumped from far away in the city, or he could travel far away.

If you are in the Ascension Realm, then you have to bet on four possibilities with three kinds of fairy money. If there is no limit, it is actually a bet that can guarantee a profit without losing any money.

For example, Hong Chou could first spend a piece of snow to bet on whether the boy's husband is in the mountain top realm, and then use Xiaoshu money to bet on the golden body realm.

If you win, it's just a small gamble and you can earn a piece of snow for free, so why not do it.

Because deep down in Hong Chou's heart, he felt that the young-looking green-shirted guest might be a great master of the Far Traveling Realm.

Hong Chou smiled and said, "It's a gamble!"

Cui Dongshan took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and shook it vigorously, "Qian Houer, hurry up and serve me with pen and ink! Brother Cui has made money, and I will give you a piece of snow."

Qian Houer hurriedly got up and went to the house where he was temporarily staying to get pen and ink, saying "No need to use it."

The boy in white clothes said in surprise: "Ah, no need? Forget it. By the way, remember to help dip in the ink."

Qian Hou'er's expression was stiff and he wanted to slap himself in the mouth.

Cui Dongshan took out six fairy coins from his sleeve and clenched them tightly, "Sister, this is my entire property, be sure to hold on to it!"

Hong Chou narrowed his eyes, this guy really has two Guyu coins!

Wang Manmeng stretched out her fair and tender palms and said, "Sister, you can take care of the money, so you can rest assured."

The young man in white finally let go of his hand.

Wang Manmeng took the fairy money in his hand and cursed endlessly, the godly genealogy master is really rich!

When you are alone and out, you can casually take out two Guyu coins. This is terrible.

It's Guyu money. One piece is equivalent to a thousand snow money!

Qian Houer brought a bamboo tube dipped in ink, the kind with inscriptions, which was the least valuable thing in the city. It was scattered everywhere in various houses. Over the past six months, he had collected it together, and there were hundreds of them.

too much.

The young man in white turned his back and curled up. After writing a few words, he crumpled the white paper into a ball, held it in his hand, and handed it to Wang Manmeng. He reminded: "When my sister spreads out the paper, remember to learn

I turned around, but I didn’t want Brother Hong to look at me."

Afterwards, as agreed, Wang Manmeng turned her back first, carefully unfolded the paper, and saw the content on it. She was stunned, took a deep breath, and then kneaded it into a ball again. Facing Hong Chou, she looked strange, winked, and then

Nod.

He signaled to Hong Chou that he could bet that the young man did not write blindly.

The young man in white suddenly gave a soft drink, his eyes were sad, and he said with great grievance: "My good sister, if you keep turning your elbows outward like this, you will hurt people's hearts."

Wang Manmeng looked embarrassed and had no choice but to put away a small movement that he thought was subtle and imperceptible.

If she loses the bet, if Hong Chou turns his back and refuses to admit his mistake, she will be in trouble.

If Hong Chou becomes interested in wealth, he will definitely not sit idly by with the ancient hill that is almost equivalent to the city god of a state, and the female ghost Xiao Fang. Hong Chou is a six-level martial artist, and of course he would not dare to commit murder and kill Cui.

All the six fairy coins given by Dongshan were stolen. Not to mention Mr. Cui Dongshan, just the old man who claimed to be from Aquarius Continent was not easy. So even if Hong Chou made a big fuss, he would at most ask for three dollars back.

Fairy money?

To be honest, after the night trials at the City God's Temple, Wang Manmeng, a group of desperadoes, really didn't dare to do things so freely.

The young man in white suddenly looked at Qian Hou'er and the other four, and said with a smile: "You can all bet, twice or three times, and spend money with snow, how about that?"

Qian Hou'er was not interested and smiled and said nothing, but the others were eager to give it a try, but Hong Chou turned around and gave him a cold look, and then they all stopped.

Then Hong Chou took out a piece of snow money and threw it to Cui Dongshan.

The boy in white clothes held the snow money with both hands, raised it high above his head, and began to mutter something, presumably praying for God's blessing?

Hong Chou said in a deep voice: "Golden Body Realm."
To be continued...