Although Hua Cheng's words were full of contempt and were extremely impolite, once he opened his mouth, the man allowed others to laugh at him and did not dare to argue. The maid who led Xie Lian said, "My lord, you are really lucky today."

Xie Lian’s gaze did not shift, and he asked, “What do you mean?”

The maid said, "Our city lord rarely comes here to play. He just suddenly felt like it these few days. Is this bad luck?"

From her tone, it was clear that she admired and respected this "city lord" very much. It would be a great blessing to just be able to meet him. Xie Lian couldn't help but smile slightly.

The curtains were made of gauze, with red shadows. Such a beautiful scene. In front of the red curtain, there were several beautiful girls, manning the gambling table. Xie Lian originally planned to just stand outside and watch, but after hearing Hua Cheng's voice, he began to try to squeeze in, but still did not say anything first. He squeezed to the third floor and finally saw the man who was betting at the gambling table.

That was a living person. Xie Lian was not surprised. He had said long ago that there were not only ghosts in the ghost market, but also many alchemists with cultivation in the human world. Sometimes, some dying people, or those who had death in mind, would mistakenly enter. This man was also wearing a mask, revealing two bloodshot eyes, so red that they seemed to bleed, and his lips were pale, as if he had not seen the sun for many days. Although he was a living person, he looked more like a ghost than the other ghosts present.

He held a black wooden gambling cup on the table tightly with both hands, and held it in for a while, as if he had given up, and said, "But... then why could that person just now bet on his legs?"

A girl in front of the curtain said with a smile: "The man just now was a swift thief. His legs were very powerful and allowed him to travel far and wide. They were the basis of his livelihood, so his legs were worth using as a bargaining chip. You are neither a craftsman nor a famous doctor, so what is your hand worth?"

The man gritted his teeth and said, "Then I... I'll bet my daughter's ten years of life!"

Hearing this, Xie Lian was startled, thinking to himself, “There are actually fathers in this world who would gamble on their own children’s lives. Is this even okay?”

Behind the curtain, Hua Cheng smiled and said, "Okay."

He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but Xie Lian heard a hint of coldness in the word “OK”.

He thought to himself, "Sanlang said that he has always had good luck and always draws good lots. If he gambles with this guy, won't he definitely win ten years of his daughter's life?"

Just as I was thinking this, I heard the girl at the long table yelling, "Even numbers mean you lose, odd numbers mean you win. Once you open the cup, there is no going back on your word. Please!"

It turned out that Huacheng would never go out to gamble. The man trembled violently, holding the gambling cup tightly with both hands, and shook it violently. The hall became a little quieter, and the sound of the dice hitting the gambling cup became even clearer. After a long time, his movements suddenly stopped, and then there was dead silence.

After a long time, the man slowly pried up a corner of the gambling cup, peeked through the crack, and his bloodshot eyes suddenly widened.

He suddenly lifted the wooden cup and said ecstatically, "Single! Single! Single! I win! I win! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I win!!! I win!!!"

The people and ghosts around the long table didn't want to see such a result. They all made a "tsk" sound, slammed the table and made a noise, showing great dissatisfaction. A girl smiled and said, "Congratulations. Your business will soon improve."

The man laughed for a while and shouted again: "Wait! I want to gamble again."

The girl said, "Welcome. What do you want this time?"

The man frowned and said, "I want all my rivals in the same business to die violently!"

Hearing this, there was a sound of tuts in the hall. The girl smiled and said, "If it's this, it's more difficult than what you just asked for. Would you consider asking for something else? For example, to take your business to the next level?"

But the man said with red eyes: "No! This is what I want to bet on. This is what I want to bet on."

The girl said, "Well, if that's what you're asking for, your daughter's ten years of life may not be enough as a bargaining chip."

The man said, "If it's not enough, add more. I'll bet my daughter's twenty years of life, plus... plus her marriage!"

The ghosts were all in an uproar, laughing loudly, "This father is so mad! He's selling his daughter!"

"That's great, that's great!"

The girl said, "Even numbers mean losing, odd numbers mean winning. Once you open the cup, there is no going back on your word. Please!"

The man began to shake the gambling cup again. If he lost, his daughter would lose 20 years of life and a good marriage, which was naturally not good; but if he won, would all his colleagues really die suddenly? But Xie Lian felt that Hua Cheng would not let such a thing happen, but after hesitating for a while, he still stepped forward a little. He was still hesitating whether he should take action and use a little trick, at this time, someone grabbed him. He turned around and saw that it was Shi Qingxuan.

Shi Qingxuan had returned to his male form and whispered, "Don't be impulsive."

Xie Lian also whispered, “Master Wind Master, how did you change back again?”

Shi Qingxuan said, "Oh, it's hard to describe. That group of aunties and girls dragged me away, saying they would introduce me to a good store. I finally escaped, but I was afraid of being caught by them again, so I had to change back. They dragged me to a place and smeared a lot of things on my face, pulling, tugging, slapping and hitting me. Look at my face, is there anything wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

He put his face close to Xie Lian, who took a closer look and said truthfully, "It seems to be smoother and whiter."

Upon hearing this, Shi Qingxuan beamed and said, "Really? That's great, hahahaha. Where's the mirror? Where's the mirror? Let me see."

Xie Lian said, “We’ll see later. There’s no way to communicate with spirits in this ghost market, so we must not get separated again. By the way, Master Feng, how did you know I was here?”

Shi Qingxuan said, "I didn't know you were here. I came here because Qianqiu and I agreed to meet here. I came here first after we got separated. Who knew that when I came in, I would see you."

Xie Lian asked, “You made an appointment with Qian Qiu? Meet up here?”

Shi Qingxuan said, "Yes, Qianqiu is Lang Qianqiu, Your Highness Taihua, you should know this, right? He is the Martial God who guards the east. It is better for us to meet him when we come here. The Ghost Gambling House is one of the most lively and mixed places in the Ghost Market. It is a landmark building with many people and ghosts coming and going. There are also many ghosts, so it is not easy to arouse suspicion. So I told him before that we should meet here."

Xie Lian nodded slightly. Turning back, the man hadn't opened the cup yet, his eyes rolled back, and he was mumbling something, just like the other dancing ghosts in the casino. He sighed, "This man..."

Shi Qingxuan touched his face and said, "I know what you want to say, and I agree. However, the Ghost Market is Huacheng's territory, and the rules of the Ghost Gambling House are that it's up to you and me, and if you dare to gamble, you dare to play, and the Heaven Realm can't interfere. Let's wait and see what happens, and if it doesn't work, we can think of a way."

Xie Lian hesitated for a moment, thinking that San Lang would not let such a thing happen, so he just waited and watched, and did not move. The man on the table seemed to have finally mustered up the courage, and opened the gambling cup a crack, and the result was about to be revealed. Who knew that at this moment, someone suddenly rushed out, and smashed the black wooden gambling cup into pieces with a palm!

This palm strike not only broke the gambling cup, but also shattered the man's hand that was covering the gambling cup, and also created a crack on the entire table.

The masked man covered his shattered hand and rolled on the ground, screaming. The ghosts also screamed, some cheering, some screaming in shock. The man attacked and shouted, "You are such a vicious person! You want wealth and glory, that's fine, but what you want is someone else's sudden death?! If you want to gamble, you have the guts to gamble with your own life, your daughter's life and marriage? You are not worthy of being a man, not worthy of being a father!"

This young man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was full of heroic spirit. Although he was only wearing a simple black robe and no fancy clothes, it could not conceal his nobleness. Who else could it be but the Crown Prince Lang Qianqiu of Yong'an?

Seeing him, Xie Lian and Shi Qingxuan, who were among the ghosts, covered their faces at the same time.

Xie Lian groaned, “…Master Fengshi, didn’t you… tell him… to be careful here and keep a low profile…”

Shi Qingxuan also groaned: "...I...I said it, but...he is just such a person...I can't help it...If I had known earlier...we should have made an appointment with him to come down together..."

Xie Lian said: “I understand… I understand…”

At this time, Hua Cheng behind the curtain chuckled.

Xie Lian’s heart also hung in the air.

This young man would often laugh when he was with him. By now, Xie Lian could almost tell when he was being sincere, when he was mocking him, and when he was ready to kill.

He just said leisurely: "You are very brave to come to my place to cause trouble."

Lang Qianqiu turned over there and asked with sparkling eyes: "Are you the owner of this gambling house?"

The ghosts on all sides sneered, "You ignorant kid, do you know who you are talking to? This is our city lord."

Some people also sneered: "Not only this ghost gambling house, but the entire ghost market belongs to him!"

Hearing this, Lang Qianqiu showed no reaction, but Shi Qingxuan was surprised and said, "Oh my god, that person behind, could it be that person?! Blood Rain Tanhua???"

Xie Lian said, “Hmm…it’s him.”

Shi Qingxuan said: "Are you sure?!"

Xie Lian said, “I’m sure.”

Shi Qingxuan said: "Dead, dead. What should Qianqiu do now?!"

Xie Lian said, “…I hope he won’t reveal his identity…”

Lang Qianqiu looked around and became more and more angry. He said, "This damn place is full of smoke and chaos, and demons are dancing everywhere. What kind of people come here and what kind of things do they do? You really have no humanity at all for running such a place!"

The ghosts booed and said, "We are not human beings, so why should we have any humanity? Whoever wants that kind of thing can take it!"

"Who the hell are you to come here and tell us what to do?"

Hua Cheng smiled and said, "My place is originally a carnival hell. There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell but you break in. What can I do?"

Upon hearing the word "heaven", Xie Lian and Shi Qingxuan understood instantly.

Huacheng had indeed figured out where Lang Qianqiu came from!

However, Lang Qianqiu did not understand the meaning of these words at all, and slashed the long table with his palm again. He stood at the end of the long table, and with this slash, everyone around the table dodged, and the long table rushed straight towards the red shadow behind the curtain. But the figure behind the curtain did not change his sitting position, and waved his hand slightly, and the long table rushed back in the opposite direction and hit Lang Qianqiu.

Seeing the long table fighting back, Lang Qianqiu first supported it with one hand, but then seemed to find that one hand could not hold it up, so he immediately changed to both hands. As he held it up, shallow blue veins gradually appeared on his forehead. In the originally bustling lobby, people were hiding and running. Xie Lian and Shi Qingxuan were undecided whether to help or not. After all, the two of them should not be exposed now and could help in secret. If they really jumped out to help, they would be caught three at a time.

Lang Qianqiu shouted and finally pushed the heavy long table back again. The shadow of Hua Cheng behind the red curtain still leaned sideways, gently folded his five fingers, and then gently released them. The long table instantly broke into countless pieces of wood chips and flew towards Lang Qianqiu.

These sawdust brought with them an extremely sharp blade wind, which was more terrifying than any hidden weapon. If Lang Qianqiu still concealed his magic power and maintained his human body, he would not be able to escape no matter what. So, the next moment, a layer of light spiritual light emanated from his body. Xie Lian and Shi Qingxuan immediately understood and thought: Oh no, this is going to transform into a Dharma body!

However, this light aura faded immediately. Perhaps Lang Qianqiu finally remembered that he could not reveal his identity during this trip, so he quickly withdrew the aura at the critical moment. However, Lang Qianqiu stopped, but Huacheng would not stop. The red-clothed figure sat behind the red curtain, changed his gesture, put his five fingers together, and raised them slightly upwards.

With this lift, Lang Qianqiu suddenly rose into the air, in the shape of a big letter, floating above the ceiling of the casino lobby!

After being trapped, Lang Qianqiu seemed to have not figured out how he suddenly floated up, and struggled twice with a confused look on his face. Xie Lian said with a headache: "His magic power has been locked, and now he can't transform into a Dharma body."

Shi Qingxuan said: "Ghost Market is Huacheng's territory, we can lock it up if we want."

Although Lang Qianqiu was currently controlled by others, there was an advantage, that is, his true identity was barely kept secret. Otherwise, if he had transformed into a Dharma body during the fight just now and let others know that the Eastern Martial God Taihua Zhenjun had come to the Ghost Market to cause trouble, it would not be so easy to get rid of it. After all, for so many years, except for some special events, the heaven and the ghost world have been keeping to themselves.

The uninvited guests who had caused trouble in the gambling house were locked up. The people and ghosts who had escaped had all returned and gathered in the lobby, pointing and laughing at Lang Qianqiu who was locked in the air above. Lang Qianqiu had probably never been in such an embarrassing situation before, his face flushed slightly, and without saying a word, he secretly exerted his strength to break free from the invisible binding technique. Ghosts below would jump up and try to pat his head from time to time, but luckily Huacheng hung him very high and could not pat him, otherwise it would be a great humiliation. Huacheng smiled behind the red curtain and said, "We caught something like this today, you can play with it. Whoever is lucky enough to win a big bet will take it back and cook it."

Hearing this, the hall cheered and screamed: "Bet on the big or small! Bet on the big or small! The one with the highest points will be taken back and cooked!"

"Oh my, this little brother looks very healthy, hehe..."

"Hahahahahahaha, are you stupid? I'll tell you whose territory you are causing trouble on!"

Four masked men brought in a new long table. No one paid attention to the masked man who was wailing and rolling on the ground with his hands folded. Everyone and the ghosts gathered around the long table again and started the next round of gambling. And this time, the bet was on Lang Qianqiu who was hanging in the air. Seeing the gambling over there was in full swing, Shi Qingxuan walked back and forth over here, shaking his hands anxiously: "What should we do? Should we go up and bet him back? Or just start a fight?"

Xie Lian asked, “Master Fengshi, how’s your luck?”

Shi Qingxuan said: "Of course it's sometimes good and sometimes bad. How can you say for sure about luck?"

Xie Lian said, “Yes. For example, I have never been well.”

Shi Qingxuan asked: "So miserable?"

Xie Lian nodded solemnly and said, “I rolled the dice, the maximum is two.”

Shi Qingxuan frowned, and immediately had an idea. He clapped his hands and said, "How about this? Since you can only get two points at most, you can compete with others to see who can get the smallest number. I'm sure no one can get a smaller number than you."

Xie Lian thought about it and said, “That makes sense. I’ll give it a try.”

So, he came to the long table and said, "Why don't we change the rules and see who rolls the smallest number? Whoever rolls the smallest number wins. How about that?"

There was a lot of noise at the table, some saying it was good, some saying it was not good, so Xie Lian grabbed two dice and tried to throw them.

He muttered to himself, "Small, small, small." After he threw the dice, two people came over to take a look - two sixes!

Xie Lian: “…”

Shi Qingxuan: “…”

Xie Lian rubbed his brow and said, “It seems that the good or bad luck will not change just because the rules change.”

Shi Qingxuan also imitated him and rubbed his brows, saying: "Why don't we just start fighting."

At this time, a girl approached the red curtain and leaned forward slightly, as if she heard something the person behind the curtain said. She nodded, raised her head, and said in a loud voice: "Please be quiet, the city lord has something to say."

As soon as she said the city lord had something to say, the ghosts immediately stopped and became extremely quiet. The girl said, "The city lord said that the rules should be changed."

The ghosts all said: "The city lord is the rule!"

"Whatever the city lord says is what it is!"

"What will it be changed to?"

The girl said, "The city lord said that he is in a good mood today and wants to play a few games with everyone. You can bet with him, and the winner can take away the thing above. Whether it is steamed, boiled, fried, stir-fried or pickled, it is all up to the winner."

When they heard that they were going to bet with the city lord, all the ghosts hesitated. It seemed that Huacheng really never played. A few brave ones were eager to try, but no one dared to be the first to come up. Lang Qianqiu continued to struggle hard on the top and said angrily: "What do you mean by this thing? I am not a thing, why do you use me as a bet?"

He said loudly, "I am nothing." Many female ghosts heard this and giggled. They stared at Lang Qianqiu with blatant eyes, and their bloody red tongues swept across his lips, as if they wanted to tear him apart and eat him. Xie Lian thought to himself, "Ah... this kid. You should say less."

Sighing silently, he stood up and said gently, "If that's the case, then please let me give it a try."

Hearing this, the figure behind the red curtain paused, then slowly stood up.

The girl in front of the curtain smiled and said, "Then please ask this gentleman to come forward."

In the hall, everyone and everyone automatically made room for the warrior. Xie Lian walked forward, and the girl held a shiny black gambling cup in both hands and said, "Please go first."

She had previously addressed the gamblers as "you", and although her words were calm, her tone was not polite. But this time, she addressed him as "you", and her tone was also very respectful. Xie Lian took the black wooden gambling cup from her, thanked her, and coughed lightly.

He had hardly touched this kind of thing before, so he just shook it randomly, pretending to be very good at it. While shaking it, he looked up and glanced at Lang Qianqiu hanging above him. Lang Qianqiu also opened his eyes wide and looked at him eagerly, but he didn't shout out anything. Seeing his expression, Xie Lian felt like laughing for some reason, but he held it back. After shaking it for a long time, he finally stopped.

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at the cup in his hand. Xie Lian also felt that this small gambling cup had become extremely heavy. He didn’t know how to open it correctly. Just as he was about to announce the result, the girl said again, “Wait a minute.”

Xie Lian asked, “What’s the matter?”

The girl said, "The city lord said that the way you shake the cup is not right."

Xie Lian thought, “So there really is a correct posture? Could it be that my bad luck in the past was all due to the wrong posture?”

He humbly asked, "Then may I ask, what is the correct posture?"

The girl said, "The city lord said, please come up, he is willing to teach you."

Upon hearing this, the ghosts in the gambling house let out a hissing sound.

Xie Lian heard a ghost muttering, “The city lord wants to teach him a lesson. This is truly unprecedented. Is this guy going to die?”

"What does the city lord want to do??? Who is this person??? Why should I teach him???"

"Isn't that how you shake a cup? Is there any correct posture???"

Xie Lian was also thinking about this question. The girl had already extended her hand to the red curtain and said to him, “Please.”

So, Xie Lian held the black wooden gambling cup and walked to the red curtain.

The veil fluttered, and a red shadow loomed. The person behind the scenes was standing opposite them, with only half an arm's length between them.

After holding his breath for a moment, a hand parted the layers of red curtains, reached out from behind the curtain, covered the back of Xie Lian's hand, and held up the gambling cup.

This is a right hand, slender and pale, with distinct knuckles and a red line tied around the third finger.

Against the backdrop of the dark, shiny wooden cup, the white looked paler and the red looked brighter. Slowly, Xie Lian raised his eyelids.

Behind the red cloud-like veil, a boy of eighteen or nineteen stood silently.

It’s Saburo.

His clothes were still redder than maple leaves, and his skin was whiter than snow. He still had that handsome, unapproachable face, but his features were clearer, and he was no longer immature, but more calm and composed. You could say he was a boy, but you could also say he was a man.

The wildness between his eyebrows was not extinguished, but rather arrogant. His eyes were still as bright as stars, and his eyes were deep, staring at Xie Lian intently.

However, it is as bright as a star, but it only has one left eye.

A black eyepatch covered his right eye.