The Exorcist

Coinciding with the National Day holiday, a small town called Jinshi Town in southern Sichuan was busier than usual. But the people walking on the street are still the same, and there are very few outsiders. Except for the locals, they are villagers from the nearby villages.

The people here are not very lucky. In the warm and humid climate of the south, the mountains are bare. There are no rare mountain fruits, so the locals cannot rely on the mountains to make a living. Moreover, there are no scenic spots and there are not a large number of tourists to visit. Fortunately, Jinshi Town is located at the intersection of several towns. It relies on economic contributions from agriculture, transportation, accommodation, etc. Although it is not rich, at least it is not poor.

In fact, the most important reason why Jinshi Town is able to attract people from nearby villages and towns to visit frequently is the underground 'entertainment activities'. It’s just that they are all unofficial. No matter how great the economic benefits they can create, they will not benefit the town’s finances. A large amount of money flows into personal pockets, so Jinshi Town is a place where dark money is surging.

It was already close to midnight, and the town's main street was sparsely populated. Except for a few small restaurants that were still open at night, there were no lights at all, making it look particularly depressed and lonely. However, this is only a superficial phenomenon. Anyone who is familiar with the inside story knows how lively it is under the calm ground of Jinshi Town. Just like the largest hotel in town that is already full. Although it is pitch dark now and it seems that all the guests have fallen asleep, as long as someone in the know leads you through the secret passage at the end of the corridor and turns to the underground floor. Go, you can hear the noise and bustling people inside three doors away.

"Big, big! Small! Small! Ouch!"

"Buy it and leave it! Buy it and leave it! It's on, fifteen!"

"Four crosses and four, little five tubes, with a moth, little six o'clock - ***!"

"Heaven! Earth! Leopard! Banker wins!"

This seemingly regular and even rustic hotel turned out to be an underground gambling house.

The gambling house is not very large, but it has all kinds of gambling equipment and gambling methods. The entire large room is filled with smoke and a smoky atmosphere. Every gambling table is crowded with people, and everyone looks very involved. Their appearance, figure, and makeup are all vulgar. However, scantily clad waitresses shuttled back and forth, bringing food, drinks and chips to the guests; several burly men with sinister faces and fierce looks stood guard at the door and passage, patrolling the venue like wolves staring at meat. The situation inside; shouts, curses, excited shouts and unwilling provocations filled every corner. At a glance, the worst and most greedy beings in human nature were everywhere.

"Lao He, get out of here! If you come here again for free, be careful I'll catch you and make you a rabbit for everyone!" The gambling staff who was the Pai Gow dealer shouted to a tall and thin man.

"Liang Guazi, watch the door next time, don't let him in!" Another person in charge at the gambling table said, pointing to a big man who looked arrogant and stupid by the door, "This unlucky guy who has lost his family and career should The property he left behind and his lustful wife were all sold, and he didn't even get a single cent of his money back. He kept losing the day he called here, and even if he deliberately let him, he wouldn't win. I'm doing this. In so many years in the industry, I have never seen anyone more unlucky than him." He didn't let Lao He on purpose, he just wanted to see if he could win, but the result left him disappointed and surprised. This man, Lao He, But it was so bad that he went to his ancestral grave.

"That's right, he doesn't owe much money anyway, so just drive him away! It will ruin the luck of our village later on." Another person in charge said, "Don't underestimate luck, it's very evil! "

The thug named Liang Guazi heard this and walked up to pick up the man named Lao He. Lao He was so thin that he couldn't resist Liang Guazi's force. He used too much force and was thrown out like a chicken. He happened to fall under a gambling table, and the gamblers scattered in shock.

"I won't stand here anymore. Lao He's body must have been lying in the same place where the child was buried. His luck is so low that it's on his feet. It means he will lose forever!" The gambler who was hit secretly shouted bad luck and hurriedly Changed place.

Seeing this, another thug walked over quickly, grabbed Lao He and pushed him to the door, broke open his skinny fingers that were holding on to the door frame, threw him out, and then slammed the door shut, as if As if he was afraid of bad luck coming in, he muttered to himself, "I've seen some good gamblers, but I've never seen such a good gambler. ***, I'm convinced that you're alive like this!" As he said this, he couldn't help but start from there. Looking out of the window that was too small to be considered a window, I saw Lao He throwing himself on the ground, motionless. He didn't care at the moment. He turned around and continued to look at the place. He knew that the gambler was just drinking wine from other gamblers and was drunk. That’s all.

It's not that easy for a bastard like this to die. It's true that good people don't live long and evil people live for thousands of years!

As he expected, the man named Lao He was indeed drunk. He lay on the ground for a long time before getting up, looking around with hazy eyes. On the left was the heavy wooden door of the underground gambling house, and on the right was the dark passage. He hesitated for a moment, then went to pat the door of the gambling house. No one paid any attention to it after a few pats. He continued to pat it again until a fierce face appeared. At the window, yelling at him was enough to scare him, so he got up and walked out the door——

He dreamed of peonies last night, and the dream interpreter said that peonies are associated with wealth and honor, which was destined to bring good luck to him and make him rich soon, so he sold his bed board early in the morning and collected some money to gamble. . The bed board was made of real hardwood and was in one piece, but it was not even sold for one-tenth of its value. But he doesn't care. As long as he can win, he will come back for anything. Does he still care about two bed boards?

He thought all this was the care of the God of Wealth, because he had ruined his family because of gambling, and even his beautiful wife, who had been married for only two years, was abducted and sold to a foreign country by him. He never thought that his two bed boards were still worth something. Xiao Qian, he suddenly remembered it when he fell out of bed in the morning.

He hadn't been to his favorite casino for a long time, so he had to say good things before he could get in. However, he came with full confidence and lost all his money within two games. The wealth in his dream did not come. He was desperate and angry. Everyone in the gambling house knew that it was impossible for him to squeeze out the remaining money and refused to give him gambling funds on credit. However, he refused to leave, walking around various gambling tables, just watching. Others also found gambling extremely enjoyable, and secretly drank from those who were thirsty for gambling. As they watched, the envy, boredom, and unwillingness in their hearts mixed with bad wine all went into their stomachs. In the end, they were so drunk that they could no longer stand still. Thrown out by the bookmakers!

The autumn night wind was a little cold. I was walking on the deserted street. When I was blown by the night wind, the alcoholism that had receded a little slowly came back, making Lao He's steps staggered and sluggish, as if the whole world was shaking. He got up and slowly went off the road.

Kick-kick--

Hearing his footsteps, he looked up. The moon was sparse and the night was very clear. Why was it getting darker as he walked? He stopped and looked around, only to see that he was in a dark and long alley. The doors of the houses on both sides were closed, and there was no traffic at all.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly. I thought to myself, it's already midnight, besides myself, a gambler, are there any normal people wandering around on the street? But why is it so cold? Although all his clothes are sold out, it is still the ninth month of the lunar calendar, and the weather is still very hot in their place. Is it possible that people are unlucky and their yang energy is weak? I can’t stand even a little bit of the night chill!

Moreover, he seemed to be lost. It seems like I have never been to this place before. But he was born and raised here. Which street in the town he doesn’t know? Why doesn’t he know it here?

He wondered and walked forward slowly. After walking for about five minutes, we actually reached the end!

He had no choice but to turn around and walk back. Anyway, he had nothing to do and no one was waiting for him. He should walk slowly. Jinshi Town was only so old, so he would definitely reach it before dawn.

He lowered his head and turned around, but was stopped back as if he had hit something.

"Who is blocking my way? It's so late at night!" Lao He yelled with the strength of his drink. No one answered him, only two sneers from women came.

The voice was very high-pitched. It sounded as if it came from a far away place, but it was so close that it seemed to be in my ears. It had the smell of Peking Opera and was blown by a gust of night wind. For no reason, Lao He was shocked and his hair all white. Sweating, half awake from the drunkenness, he blinked hard twice and looked in front of himself.

I saw two pairs of embroidered shoes on the ground. One pair was normal size, and the other pair was an authentic three-inch golden lotus shoe. However, both pairs of shoes were made of the same green satin surface, rolled with black satin edges, and embroidered with " The pink peony flowers, yellow stamens, and a butterfly on the toe of the shoe look extremely gorgeous, but they are also extremely ancient.

Further up are four white calves, and then the hem of the bright red embroidered cheongsam!

There were two people following him, but he didn't notice anything! There was no sound and no breathing. Even though he was drunk, he couldn't be completely unconscious! Unless they--are not human beings!

Thinking of this, Lao He was so horrified that he didn't dare to move at all. His pants were dripping with water, running down his thighs, and all the drunkenness turned into urine.

"Sister, can this waste be okay?" a woman said. Her normal-sized feet moved as if she wanted to leave.

"That's him. He's such a gambler and so heartless. It's him. I don't want to keep looking for him!" San Cun Jin Lian took a step forward. He was so frightened that he almost died and wanted to run away. , but still couldn't move.

"Raise your head." A voice said softly and sinisterly. From the first words they said, they were all in the tune of Peking Opera.

Lao He was trembling and dared not raise his head.

"Raise your head!" The voice screamed, scaring Lao He and subconsciously raising his head.

In front of them, stood two women, each wearing a bright red cheongsam, with a white silk handkerchief pinned to the lapel, and a large peony embroidered on the chest. In this alley as dark as the underworld, two women suddenly appeared. They looked both beautiful and terrifying, and their faces shocked Lao He so much that he lost half of his soul!

Their faces were all covered with paint, and their true faces could not be seen clearly, but their faces as white as milk, their red lips, the pink on their cheeks, and their long eyebrows as black as ink at the temples were all those of female actors in Peking Opera. appearance!

Lao He was shaking like a dead leaf in the autumn wind. He didn't even have the strength to move a finger, so he could only let the three-inch golden lotus get closer and closer.

"Coward!" The talented 'woman' snorted coldly.

Sancun Golden Lotus looked back at her companion, then back at Lao He, turning her neck 360 degrees, "Aren't you scared to death?" They still spoke in Peking Opera dialogue, as if they had been saying this all the time and would say it forever. !

"Don't-dare-scare-"

Sancun Jinlian laughed and said, "It's good that I'm not scared to death. You will be scared to death tomorrow. If you don't be scared to death then, you will truly have a good fortune!"

"Yes Yes--"

"It's so pitiful!" The meaning was gentle, but the tone was sinister. A hand patted Lao He's shoulder, which made him feel cold to the bone. His legs, which were barely standing up, softened and he fell directly to the ground.

"We sisters do good deeds and want to achieve great things. I chose you today. You are really a tribute to our ancestors." Three-inch golden lotus paced in front of Lao He's face, and Lao He realized that their feet did not touch the ground at all. , there was no shadow on the ground, and then I was convinced that I had really encountered a ghost while walking at night. But when he thought about the word "ghost", he broke out in cold sweat again. He thought they were coming to kill him, so he quickly begged for mercy.

"Two great immortals, we have no grievances in the past and no enmity in recent times. Please forgive me! If there is anything unfinished, just ask me. I-I will try my best to make sure that you two have no regrets behind you. , please treat me like a fart and put it away! I'm sorry if I offended you today! I'm sorry! I'll burn more paper money tomorrow to repay you - repay the kindness of the two of you for not killing me." I don't know where the strength came from while saying this. , got up and kowtowed desperately, making a "dong-dong" sound when he hit the ground.

"What you said is ridiculous!" Tianzu said contemptuously.

"Who wants your life, we are here to help you!" Sancun Jinlian said softly, "As long as you listen to us, we guarantee that you will win again and again and become a long-term leader at the gambling table. Victory General!"

Her last voice was very long and originally sounded very scary to people's ears. However, Lao He was a gambler. At this time, he heard the word "gamble" and saw that these two "women" had no intention of killing him. , and also heard that he could always win without losing. Once he understood his bad luck for many years, he couldn't help but become braver and asked, "Is it true?"

"Yes!" Sancun Jinlian said, "As long as you agree to do something for us and you pass the test tomorrow, you can become the God of Gamblers!"

When Lao He heard this, he couldn't help but completely forget his fear, and almost jumped with excitement. When he looked up at the two women, he was startled by the unchanging and strange facial makeup on their faces, but he finally saw clearly what they were wearing.

No wonder I dreamed of peonies, it turned out to be divine help! He thought with half joy and half fear, but also didn't want to think about it, how could these two female ghosts with ghastly behavior become the protectors of mankind? !

"Why are you so happy?" Tianzu said disgustedly, "You have a contract with us. If you can't fulfill our wishes, you will die without a burial place! Besides, you don't know if you will be scared to death tomorrow night Woolen cloth!"

"Forget it, why bother scaring him. If he's dead, aren't we asking for trouble?" Three-inch Golden Lotus laughed again, "He Fugui, come tomorrow to the ravine on the south side of Tietou Mountain, bring incense and candles. Paper money. Remember, if you meet us today, you have agreed to our conditions, so if you don’t come - hum!"

She snorted coldly and suddenly turned away, leaving He Fugui staring blankly at their backs as they disappeared into the darkness.

Tietou Mountain is the mountain behind their town. It is so named because it is bare and does not grow any plants, only stones. The ravine on the south side is a mass grave. Usually few people dare to go there during the day, but tomorrow he went there in the middle of the night.

He was afraid, but he was even more afraid of the consequences if he didn't go. Besides, the two immortals said they would help him become the God of Gamblers, so no matter how scared he was, it was worth it!

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