After two days of fasting at Jinshan Temple, Liao Wenjie almost forgot about Lu Tisha. He hurriedly said goodbye to Fahai and arrived in Hangzhou overnight.
He seriously suspected that Fahai had secretly added food to him, otherwise he would not be able to explain the tender meat.
Also, Fa Hai’s tattoos are magic, and he is a fake social person who does not really have tattoos on his body.
Liao Wenjie is about to get this spell, and plans to study it carefully and try to get a sticker for himself.
It doesn’t matter if you are strong or not, but you must be handsome!
…
Hangzhou City.
Small bridges, deep alleys, flowing water and people's houses, beautiful scenery, rich antique color, full of Jiangnan water town sentiment.
Liao Wenjie rented a small boat and traveled along the river in the city for most of the day. He silently took note of the general scenery and picked a few inaccessible places as the foothold for teleportation.
Next time we go between West Lake and Jinshan Temple, it will be much faster.
The ship docked, and Liao Wenjie walked along the street. Because of his outstanding appearance, he received comments from the older girls and younger wives from time to time.
He turned a deaf ear to it and didn't even look at it. It was irrelevant and he would not smile to avoid misunderstanding.
It would take Fahai a year to study Buddhist scriptures, and it would probably be about the same here in West Lake. Calculating the time, White Snake hooked up with Xu Xian, got pregnant and gave birth to a child, just in time for Fahai to graduate from seclusion.
Even though Fa Hai has not overcome his inner demons, Liao Wenjie is still confident that he can prevent this disaster. The water is just flooding the golden mountain, just drink it.
Having said that, out of caution, the two snakes and Xu Xian had to make arrangements in advance. If I remember correctly, Xu Xian was originally an apprentice in a medical clinic and had a brother-in-law who was a police officer...
I forgot, it was Xu Xian who could sing, and he was not in the same studio as Fa Hai, a social figure.
Liao Wenjie patted his forehead, removed Xu Xian from the information library, and reorganized his memory.
There is another version of the Legend of White Snake in his memory bank. Although it is not as popular as the one that can sing, it is still very classic.
Xu Xian, a drug dealer in Hangzhou, was ferrying by the West Lake when he happened to meet a beautiful woman who was taking a walk with her maid. The woman claimed that her surname was Bai and that she was a widow whose husband had died.
It happened to be raining heavily, so Xu Xian lent his umbrella to Lady White Snake. When she went to the boudoir house to retrieve the umbrella, she somehow ended up on Lady White Snake's bed.
True loss of billions, false amnesia!
Everyone who understands understands, and those who don’t understand are definitely pretending, so I won’t explain it here.
After that, Xu Xian repeatedly used White Snake's money to purchase goods, all of which were stolen from the government, so he was imprisoned several times.
The white lady failed to quibble, and when someone discovered the identity of the monster, she decided to go on a killing spree to kill those who knew about it.
Fortunately, the monk Fahai from Jinshan Temple passed by and subdued the White Snake and the maid Xiaoqing. They knocked the two demons out of their original forms and suppressed them under the Leifeng Pagoda.
Liao Wenjie was deeply impressed by this version. The reason had nothing to do with the setting of the widow of White Snake, but because Xiao Qing, this version of Xiao Qing is not a girl, but a male herring spirit, a proper cross-dressing boss.
However, this version has one thing in common with the world that Liao Wenjie currently belongs to, that is, Bai Suzhen approached Xu Xian not to repay her kindness, but because she was in love and wanted a man.
It just so happens that Xu Xian is handsome and honest!
"What a coincidence, Pindao is also handsome and very honest."
Liao Wenjie was amazed. Seeing Xu Xian's honesty, he would not surrender these two snake monsters himself.
"Brother, come in and play for a while before you leave!"
Upon hearing this, Liao Wenjie looked over with good intentions, thinking that it was not dark yet and the brothels were open for business.
Just as I was about to say, "The number of useless gestures has increased again," when I saw the signboard where the sound came from, I immediately dismissed it and strode away with a cold snort.
Gambling house.
Are you kidding? As we all know, he, Liao, is sworn to be sworn in with gambling and drugs, so how could he go in and have fun?
Five minutes later, a strong man with big arms and round waist came from the end of the street. He had a leopard head and eyes, a beard covering his face, and two arms exposed. He was thicker than an ordinary person's thigh. It could be said that Li Kui was alive and Fan Kuai was reborn.
On the street, passers-by stayed away, fearing that if they could not dodge, they would be caught by the evildoers, who would grind them to the ground and grind them into lotus root powder.
That's right, this strong man was transformed into Liao Wenjie.
For a year, he couldn't live in an inn every day. He had to buy a house and start a decent business so that he could pretend to be a quiet and handsome man among the crowd.
In this way, the undercover agent would not arouse suspicion when he was around Xu Xian.
Taking the initiative to ignore the gold nuggets in the red umbrella, the cash-strapped Liao Wenjie strode into the gambling house. Today, he was going to go on a killing spree to make these bastards who ran gambling houses vomit blood as compensation.
Half an hour later, the gambling shop closed down, and Liao Wenjie left with a groan, followed by a few rogues.
Turning around the alley, Liao Wenjie headed to the next gambling shop, where several gangsters lay on the ground with bruises and swollen faces.
One of them had a bad stomach due to his lunch, and his pants were in a sloppy state of solid-liquid mixture. Looking at the disgusted looks in his companions' eyes, it was obvious that he had basically declared a social death.
"Damn it, what is that guy's background? He's so good at fighting!"
"Don't be afraid, all the gambling houses in the city are run by Boss Yuan. Boss Yuan will not let him go. He made money with us today, and tomorrow he will go to another gambling house and let him eat as much as he wants and spit it out ten times.
"
"Pfft!"
"Asshole, I didn't let you demonstrate!"
…
The third gambling house.
As soon as Liao Wenjie entered, he realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere. The gamblers were not that big of a deal, but the boss and the waiters of the gambling house were the most important. They looked at him with shock, fear, and a bit of ridicule.
Liao Wenjie thought for a while, it was just that several casinos had exchanged information and thugs were on their way.
How big of a deal is it, is it possible that they can still invite Fa Hai over?
Ten minutes later, the gambling house owner was sweating, and Liao Wenjie waved his hand and asked him to exchange the copper plates for silver.
At this moment, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside the door, and several strong men walked in surrounded by a middle-aged man in black robes.
The man is tall and strong, with long hair messily hanging around his shoulders, a lion's nose and a wide mouth, sideburns and cheeks, and eyebrows that are blazing upwards. In terms of the level of ferociousness, he is three points more vicious than the evil man Liao Wenjie transformed into.
It’s amazing that there are such hateful people in the world!
Liao Wenjie's eyes widened. He and Fa Hai were representatives of the righteous camp. This middle-aged man was just the opposite. He was ugly and violent, and he had no choice but to clean up the opposition camp.
"Good boy, you kicked me, Yuan Batian, into three gambling houses in a row. You are very brave!"
"Yuan Batian..."
Liao Wenjie nodded secretly. It had been a long time since he had heard the name of a second-hand actor full of Renaissance atmosphere.
"Boy, are you new here?"
Seeing that Liao Wenjie didn't react at all when he heard his name, Yuan Batian narrowed his eyes slightly: "You came to mess with me, do you not understand the rules, or are you being instigated by others? If you are instigated by others, who is behind you?"
Whoever, tell me and I will consider breaking only two of your legs!"
"No one gave instructions. The Sa family came here simply to seek wealth."
Liao Wenjie glanced at the sieve cup on the table: "Why, if you open a business and make money, you will lose money. Can't you afford to lose?"
"Okay, if you want to ask for money, then I will play a few games with you."
Yuan Batian pressed the sieve cup and took out a handful of silver from his arms: "One handful determines the outcome, big or small?"
"No way, no one really thinks that if they take out some change, the Sa family will bet with him, right?"
Liao Wenjie sneered, his face full of flesh and whiskers twitching, and he was extremely hateful: "Young man named Yuan, just bet if you want. It's so shameless for the Sa family!"
"What do you want?"
"Add money."
"..."
After a long moment of silence, Yuan Batian waved his hand and asked his younger brother to fetch five gold bars and slapped them on the table.
"Boy, I see you are a character, and you are in line with my temper. I will make an exception and play with you for real."
Yuan Batian said with a fierce look on his face: "Look at how little money your whole body is worth together. These five gold bars are enough to buy your life. If you win, take the money and get out of Hangzhou City. Don't do it again in the future."
Let me see you. If you lose, you will hang out with me from now on and be responsible for taking care of the casino business."
"Okay, why don't you pick up the free money?"
Liao Wenjie nodded. With these five gold bars, not to mention the house and business, he could buy more than a dozen beautiful maids.
"snort!"
Yuan Batian smiled coldly, looked directly at Liao Wenjie, held down the sieve cup and shook it. After three or five times, he suddenly picked up the sieve cup and slapped it on the table.
"Winning or losing is determined by one decision, big or small?"
"A little, small."
"Hahaha---"
Yuan Batian raised his head and laughed, lifted the sieve cup and revealed a handful of ashes: "Boy, I'm willing to admit defeat and don't cheat. From today on, your life belongs to me, Yuan Batian."
"The Sa family's beard is actually called 'boy'. You really have a bad look in your eyes."
Liao Wenjie took two steps forward, raised the cattail leaf fan and blew the wind with his big hand, blowing away the ashes: "See clearly, one thing, little one, you lost."
Yuan Batian looked down, and the smile on his face suddenly darkened. Among the ashes that were blown away, a section of the screen with ? dots engraved on it suddenly appeared.
"Although you have a bad eyesight, you are really generous with your actions. If you run out of money another day, the Sa family will come to find you." Liao Wenjie put away the five gold bars, grinned, and patted Yuan Batian on the shoulder, expressing his gratitude.
Take a good look at him.
"Wait, stop."
Yuan Batian shouted loudly, and asked the surrounding boys to block the door, and pointed his sword at Liao Wenjie: "I have never failed with this move. If you give me a thousand dollars, this one will not count."
"It's so funny. If you say it doesn't count, it doesn't count. The gambling house is run by your family...oh, it's really your family."
Liao Wenjie strode towards Yuan Batian: "The rules of the casino are to admit defeat. Since you are cheating, don't blame Sajia for being ruthless and not pretending to be a gentleman."
"Hahaha----"
Yuan Batian grinned when he heard this, rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward: "It's just a casino, as long as you have hands. I'll break your legs today and let you know what happens to a dog that grins at its owner."
"The Sa family really knows that they once had a silly, grinning dog that died later."
Liao Wenjie raised his fist and smashed it straight into the fist handed by Yuan Batian. After a scream, he flew up and kicked him to the wall.
In the casino, Liang Qi was tortured and beaten like a hanging painting. It was really terrifying, especially since the painting was named Yuan Batian, which made it even more terrifying.
"Yuan, please heal your injuries, and I'll beat you up when the Sa family's money is spent!"