When Lin Zhuming came out, he felt like he was being followed, but in fact he was always being followed.

When he saw that he had entered Yuan Zhen Temple, he waited outside. When he saw that he had entered the gambling house, he secretly thought that it was indeed a wild Taoist priest, so he followed him in immediately.

This person was the one sent by the patrol to keep an eye on Lin Zhuming. After all, Lin Zhuming had already become a follower of the gangster and harmful evil master.

This is a person who entered a gambling house, but was also disturbed by the drunkenness and feasting.

There were a lot of people moving around, and soon a boy was pestering him.

So I had no choice but to take out my own money and play a few games here.

It just kept getting higher and higher, and gradually his attention was no longer on Lin Zhuming.

At this time, Lin Zhuming had already relied on betting on big and small and guessing points, and his principal had been doubled several times, from ten coins to more than ten taels of silver.

The wealth on his body gradually attracted the attention of the money-sucking kid, and at that moment, a kid ran behind Lin Zhuming.

I want to suck Lin Zhuming's wealth, cover Lin Zhuming's eyes, and blow out the sun's fire.

But people like Lin Zhuming are practitioners, and they have six armors on their bodies to protect their lives.

Even if this little money-sucking kid works hard to suck, blow, and even wrap it with his hands, Lin Mingming will not leak any real breath and let him do whatever he wants.

"This person is really hard to suck. Is there any treasure that suppresses luck?" The money-sucking boy tried hard for half an hour, but he couldn't suck out a single fortune-tong treasure.

I couldn't help but sigh.

At the same time, Lin Zhuming had already sat on the mahjong table.

Liu Ding and Liu Jia each remember a few cards, and the gamblers here can hardly support them.

They were soon defeated one after another.

On the contrary, Lin Zhuming's face was filled with red light. At this time, his wealth gathered, and the precious light of gold ingots was transformed into the top of his head.

It's not how much money Lin Zhuming won, it's the accumulation system of wealth.

If Lin Zhuming wins one, he will absorb some of his wealth. If he wins another, he will gather some of it.

After winning more than ten games in a row without losing once, the wealth is very impressive.

In addition, the money-sucking kid cannot attract money. If Lin Zhuming's winning streak continues, I am afraid it will affect the internal balance of the casino.

Hu Guangzong was like this before. He deceived the real emperor to do some small business, so he used the merit money from the temple. This money had certain blessings, so Hu Guangzong won from a few taels to hundreds of taels, which was shocking.

Bad luck, and even died tragically in the end.

At that moment, a gambler from the casino was sitting next to Lin Zhuming: "This friend, don't come here to play often."

Lin Zhuming looked at him. Behind him was no longer a money-sucking kid, but a pale-faced figure with an extremely long tongue. He was obviously a hanged man.

I saw that he was wearing a tall hat with the words "get rich" written on it, which was somewhat similar to the black and white impermanence.

If you roll your wet tongue on someone's body, you can scrape off a lot of wealth and even essence.

At this time, he was looking at Lin Zhuming with salivation, rolling his tongue back and forth, and making fun of Lin Zhuming.

"I don't come here often." Lin Zhuming smiled and said, "I'm a stranger."

"No wonder you are so lucky, it turned out to be a child's hand." The gambler inadvertently performed a thousand tricks.

"Haha, what a fool." Lin Zhuming pushed the card.

The gambler looked stunned, why was he so stupid? I had obviously changed the cards? He also cheated? Why didn't I see it?

Not believing in evil at that moment, he followed Lin Zhuming in three more rounds and was defeated.

At that moment, another person replaced the gambler next to him.

Waiting for the end, the other three people who followed Lin Zhuming to play mahjong were all gamblers from Baopeng Casino.

The three people communicate with each other, and each has a money ghost behind him who "makes money", "recruits money" and "comes wealth".

Even Lin Zhuming couldn't handle it.

"My friend, your gambling skills are very good!"

A smiling middle-aged man walked up to Lin Zhuming from behind and put his hands on Lin Zhuming's shoulders.

Lin Zhuming stood up and hid directly: "How much did you win? The layout of Baobin Casino is not so big, right? Only people are allowed to lose, but no one is allowed to win?"

"Which path does this gentleman belong to? If you are dissatisfied with our poor hospitality at Baopenfang, feel free to tell us. We are running a small business..."

Lin Zhuming looked at his gambling money and saw that it was almost enough. Then he smiled and said, "You don't recognize me? Your Fourth Master Yuan's invitation is right here!"

Lin Zhuming showed the invitation to the housewarming ceremony when he changed Ren Mansion to Yuan Mansion.

Although I did not participate, I still fooled these people.

"It turns out he is a friend of Fourth Master." The gambler wiped the sweat from his forehead. At their level, they may not know Lin Zhuming.

Lin Zhuming also did not explain: "You worship the God of Wealth here, and you have a golden toad multi-zi bureau to transport wealth from all directions, and you even talk about a small business."

When the man heard this, he laughed and said: "It turns out that he is an expert. I don't know what the expert has to say. Let's go to the private room and explain it in detail."

Lin Zhuming performed a great deception, he did not tell any lies and only told half of the truth.

To use Qianmen's method to repay him is not only to win him a sum, but also to trick him.

When they arrived at the private room, the middle-aged fat man in charge of the gambling house smiled and said: "I am Song Jinxiang, the deacon and shopkeeper of Baopenfang. What is the name of this master?"

After that, someone brought Lu'an melon slices. Song Jinxiang brewed a pot with great skill and poured it for Lin Zhuming.

Lin Zhuming didn't drink, but put the money "The King of the West Should Reward" on the table.

As soon as the money came out, Song Jinxiang's eyes went straight.

"Treasure money!"

Lin Zhuming nodded: "You must have heard the story about catching golden toads with bangs."

"This precious coin can fish out the golden toad in your golden toad pond."

"I wonder how many of you can have a good relationship with this master?"

The Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty knew that there was a mission to present "treasure money" to the God of Wealth, including Daqi Tongbao, Chongning Tongbao, Xiwang Reward, etc., etc.

If he can donate a rare treasure coin, he can be promoted from the deacon and shopkeeper of the treasure basin to the "treasury deacon", managing the treasury for the God of Wealth and overseeing several gambling houses.

However, Lin Zhuming also made a sudden decision after entering the treasure basin, and wanted to use the "unknown" Xi Wang's reward money to make a game.

Those money-sucking boys condensed the endless wealth in the gambling house into money and put it into the wealth pool.

In the wealth pool, it was not Mr. Guan Er, but a golden toad.

This golden toad is a mural on the roof, but its reflection is in a pool.

When the money entered the pond, it was swallowed by the golden toad, and black eggs hatched out one after another from its buttocks.

These black eggs seem to make them stronger when swallowed by these wealthy ghosts.

Or being penetrated into a gambler's body by a kid can make him even more excited. If he doesn't gamble for a day, his hands and heart will itch, almost like a poison.

But in fact, it is the condensation of many gloomy energies in gambling houses, which is similar to longevity ointment for ghosts.
Chapter completed!