The little Taoist priest smiled slightly, his eyes shining.
It seems that his purpose is to lure out Bu Qingyun.
Bu Qingyun as the god of gambling in Lihuang.
In the field of gambling, there are naturally few opponents.
As the golden signature of Qinghong Villa, he cherishes his feathers very much and rarely actually gambles with others.
Won, but only a little money.
But once you lose, it will be the century-old signature of Qinghong Villa.
If Qinghong Villa wants to be stable, he must not fall if he steps up to Qingyun.
"Taoist Priest, I don't know what you want to bet with Bu?"
Bu Qingyun stabilized his mind, although he felt uneasy when facing the little Taoist priest in front of him.
But the matter has come to this, and the arrow has to be fired.
"What to bet on?"
The little Taoist scratched his hair and suddenly reached into his arms, touching here and scratching there.
When he stretched it out again, he already had several more treasures in his hand.
When he saw this scene, Bu Qingyun's face turned green.
Because these treasures are all treasures he won from Qinghong Villa.
Each one is priceless, not inferior to the Lianzhu Jade Blood Sword.
"How about I bet you a stone with these?"
"A stone?!"
Hearing this, Bu Qingyun's eyes widened suddenly, with a look of horror on his face.
Of course he knew what the stone the other party was talking about was.
A stone that can withstand so many treasures at once is certainly not an ordinary stone.
‘Confused Buddha Relics’.
That relic of the Buddha that I had placed high hopes on, but also made me walk on thin ice!
But...how did this little Taoist priest know?
Could it be Shasheng Temple? Or Xiangfei Valley?
Soon Bu Qingyun shook his head.
If outsiders know this kind of secret, they will never let it out and bring trouble to themselves.
There is no benefit, and it may even make you angry.
"Donor Bu, don't think too much."
"The person who lost that stone to you back then had some affinity with the trail."
"I see."
When Bu Qingyun heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
At that time, he was just starting out and had not officially taken over the banner of Qinghong Villa.
But he has already begun to show his talents in gambling.
When he just debuted, he was on par with Elder Guo Huai and Guo, and each had his own win or loss.
After that, they set up a series of arrays, spread gambling games, and sincerely invited the Eight Desolate Saints to show their power.
It can be said that when it comes to gambling skills, there are only a handful of people in the entire Bahuang who can compare with him.
Thinking about it from afar, I feel very high-spirited.
But these alone are not enough to inherit the position of the head of the family.
The turning point that really allowed me to carry the banner of Qinghong Villa was when I won the ‘Confused Buddha Relic’ and quickly covered up the news.
Now I think about it, the wandering monk who lost to me at that time was probably not an ordinary person.
It’s just that confused Buddha relic…
Bu Qingyun looked at the other party deeply.
"The Taoist Master seems to have come well prepared."
Fuyun put away his cynicism at this time, his eyes were a little more profound, and he sighed: "e=(′o｀*))) Alas, there is no way."
"The purpose of the trail is to use it to save lives."
Bu Qingyun glanced at the treasures piled on the table, then at the little Taoist priest with a serious face, and finally sighed: "Can you give in and think about it for a day?"
"At this time tomorrow, Bu will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."
The little Taoist priest looked at him deeply: "That's fine."
"I have been waiting for so many days, and this day is not enough."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out the door.
He didn't even care about the pile of treasures he had won before.
"Taoist Priest..."
Just as Bu Qingyun was about to exit the door to remind him, the little Taoist priest had already disappeared.
But there are still lingering sounds in my ears, vague and intermittent.
"The poor Taoist is not just greedy for honor and wealth, he has nothing to do with himself."
Bu Qingyun watched the sound come out, his eyes filled with thoughts.
Although this little Taoist priest is young, his realm is quite high.
"Dad, this Taoist priest is really an expert."
Hearing Bu Lingbo's voice behind him, Bu Qingyun withdrew his gaze.
"Yes, we use the hearts of villains to judge the hearts of gentlemen."
After saying that, I thought of the matter of ‘confused with the Buddha’s relics’, and I couldn’t help but frown again.
"Dad, why not..."
Bu Qingyun raised his hand to stop her, then looked around and said in a deep voice: "We'll talk about it when we get back."
"yes!"
…
Qinghong Villa, inner courtyard.
Except for members of the Bu family and true disciples, there are no outsiders here.
Bu Hengqiu walked back and forth in the yard, his face full of anxiety.
Since the last jade distribution meeting at Sessho Temple, he has been imprisoned in the backyard of the Bu family.
But I just heard from my subordinates that Bu Qingyun took Bu Lingbo to the gambling house, and I couldn't help but feel jealous in my heart.
So I couldn't help but come out of the room, waiting for Bu Qingyun to come back and feel his presence.
Not long after, the sound of rapid footsteps came.
It was Bu Qingyun, Bu Lingbo, and several direct disciples.
"Dad, you are finally back."
"I don't know how today is? That stinky Taoist priest, has he..."
Before he finished speaking, Bu Qingyun raised his foot and hit Bu Hengqiu's thigh.
"go away!"
Ever since he came back from the last jade-sharing meeting, he didn't like anything about his son.
He would often ask himself: I, Bu Qingyun, am quite resourceful, so why did I give birth to such a useless son?
On the contrary, Bu Lingbo, the daughter born in the concubine, was very talented since she was a child and had great attainments in the "Liu Ren Divine Dice" passed down by her family.
Ever since he was a child, he has been known as the "wonderful strategist and divine judgement".
It's a pity that she is born as a girl.
Bu Hengqiu rubbed his butt. He was already used to his father's style, so he was prepared in advance.
He thought to himself that he was just caring about his family's business, but to be beaten so mercilessly, he was indeed completely out of favor.
It's over, is dad finally going to hand over the family business to this little girl Bu Lingbo?
However, Bu Hengqiu was also a discerning person. Seeing that Bu Qingyun's expression softened slightly, he found a corner to sit down angrily.
Seeing the look of decline on his face, Bu Qingyun didn't want to say more. He just turned around and asked, "Ling Bo, what do you think?"
Bu Lingbo has been thoughtful and resourceful since she was little. She pondered for a moment and then said: "Dad, the most important thing in Buddhism is chance."
"My Bu family has obtained the relic of the Buddha for dozens of years."
"But after three generations of so many people, no one can understand the secret hidden in it."
"Maybe...maybe...this thing has no connection with us."
"How about giving it to the Taoist priest..."
But at this moment, Bu Hengqiu, who had just sat down in the corner and the pain on his butt had not gone away, suddenly heard that his little sister said that he wanted to give away the relics. His heart tightened and he shouted angrily: "Bu Lingbo, you
What a bad idea!"
"How dare you hand over the 'Relics of the Buddha' to others?!"
"What do you mean? Are you..."
"Shut up!"
Before Bu Hengqiu finished speaking, he was interrupted by an angry shout from Bu Qingyun.
Turning around to look, he was met with a pair of angry eyes.
Bu Hengqiu couldn't help but feel in his heart: It's over, it's over.