The red veil was only slightly parted. At this position, only Xie Lian could see the person behind the scenes. The other ghosts in the hall were blocked by his body and could not see him. Of course, they did not dare to look around. The left eye stared at Xie Lian, and Xie Lian also stared at him, slightly lost in thought.

Hua Cheng's appearance not only looked like he had grown a few years older, but he also looked taller. In the past, Xie Lian could barely look at him straight, but now he had to raise his head to look at him.

After staring at each other for a while, Hua Cheng slowly spoke.

He said in a deep voice: "Do you want to compare the bigger or the smaller one?"

The voice was deep and pleasant, and Xie Lian finally came back to his senses. It didn’t matter whether it was bigger or smaller, so he answered, “Bigger.”

Hua Cheng said: "Okay. I'll go first."

Xie Lian held the bottom plate of the black wooden gambling cup with his left hand, and pressed the round lid on top with his right hand. Hua Cheng stood opposite him, covering his left hand with his right hand, shook it gently, and then opened the cup. On the bottom plate, there were two dice, one with a six and the other with a five.

Lang Qianqiu, who was hanging above, could see it clearly. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and said in amazement, "How could this happen?"

Hua Cheng loosened his grip slightly and said to Xie Lian, “Shake it this way, try it.”

Xie Lian imitated him and shook it twice. Hua Cheng said, “That’s not right.”

Although he was saying that what Xie Lian did was wrong, his tone was extremely gentle and patient. As he spoke, Hua Cheng once again held up his lower hand, and stretched out his left hand, covering Xie Lian's right hand that was pressing down on the lid, and whispered, "This is it."

In this way, the backs of Xie Lian’s hands were covered by Hua Cheng’s palms.

Their skins touched, and they were as cool as jade. The gorgeous and exquisite silver wristbands were as cold as iron. However, Hua Cheng seemed to be very careful not to let them touch Xie Lian. He held Xie Lian's hands with both of his, and slowly shook the black wooden gambling cup.

One, two, three times.

Ding ding, ding ding, ding ding.

The two dice rolled in the black wooden cup, colliding with each other, making crisp sounds. It was just such a weak vibration, but it made Xie Lian's palms and the back of his hands numb. And this numbness climbed up along his wrist and spread.

As he was shaking, Xie Lian accidentally raised his eyelids and took a glance, and found that Hua Cheng was not looking at the gambling cup at all, but was staring at him intently, with the corners of his lips slightly raised. Xie Lian couldn't help but smile at him, and then he remembered that there were many people and ghosts watching from above and below, so he immediately stopped smiling, lowered his head and carefully studied the gestures that Hua Cheng made, and said, "Is this so?"

Hua Cheng's smile deepened, and he said, "Yeah. Yes, that's right."

Seeing Xie Lian shaking it a few times with hope, he asked again, “Open it and see?”

Xie Lian opened it and saw two white dice on the bottom, both with three points.

Two three points was already an unprecedented and astonishing achievement. Xie Lian felt as if a spring breeze was blowing through his heart, and thought to himself, "Could it be that I have really grasped the trick?"

However, even if the result was amazing, six points was still smaller than eleven points. He coughed lightly and said, "Sorry, I lost."

Hua Cheng said, "It doesn't matter. This doesn't count. I'm just teaching you now. Come on."

When this sentence came out, both Lang Qianqiu and Shi Qingxuan were dumbfounded. The ghosts in the hall were even more stunned, and they all started to murmur:

"What happened to the city lord? I thought the city lord wanted to show him a good look, but it turns out that he is actually teaching him a lesson?"

"Can this plate not be counted? Can it be played like this?"

"If this one doesn't count, then when will it count?"

"It seems that the city lord is in a really good mood today..."

Hua Cheng raised his left eyebrow, and the girl outside immediately said, "Please be quiet."

The hall instantly became quiet again, but even though no one was talking, their gazes became even more unbridled. Hua Cheng smiled and whispered in his ear, "Come again?"

Perhaps because there were too many evil people in the gambling house, Xie Lian inexplicably felt the surface of his cheeks getting a little hot, and said, "Okay."

Roll, roll, roll, and shake it twice. This time, when I opened it, I saw two fours.

Hua Cheng said: "How is it? Is it a little bigger?"

Although he felt something was wrong, Xie Lian still nodded and said, “Yes… it’s a little bigger.”

Hua Cheng said: "Well done, keep going."

He was so patient and persuasive, but for some reason, there were many ambiguous giggles coming from all around, and from the sound, it seemed that they were all female ghosts. Xie Lian couldn't figure out what the correct position was. At first, he was honestly studying how Hua Cheng's hands were placed and how to control the speed, but now he just let Hua Cheng lead him and shook his body randomly. As he shook, an idea became stronger and stronger. Xie Lian thought to himself: "Is Sanlang trying to coax me..."

Lang Qianqiu had been watching from above, and probably felt the same as him, so he couldn't help but say, "You, don't shake it. He's clearly lying to you. There's no such thing as a correct posture. He must have cheated!"

He shouted so loudly that Shi Qingxuan covered his face again.

The ghosts below booed loudly, and threw a shower of dice at Lang Qianqiu, all shouting, "Don't talk, you ignorant boy!"

"Why are you arguing? We are watching the exciting part!"

"That Taoist priest followed the posture of our city bishop, and the results he got were getting worse and worse. It's the truth!"

"That's right! What do you know!"

Lang Qianqiu said angrily: "You, you are a bunch of rabble who lie with open eyes...ah!!"

He suddenly stopped talking, his face flushed. It turned out that the female ghosts below tugged at his hanging belt and scolded him, "Little brother, stop making noise. If you keep talking nonsense, the sisters will take off your pants!"

Lang Qianqiu had never been threatened like this before. He was so angry that he couldn't speak. He said, "You...you!"

If he was just beaten up by a group of ghosts, that would be fine. But if he was stripped of his pants, he would be so embarrassed as a martial god. At that moment, Lang Qianqiu dared not say anything more. Xie Lian looked up and saw him staring at him desperately. He felt funny and pitiful. He had no choice but to lower his head and whispered to Hua Cheng: "... Sanlang."

Hearing him shout like that, Hua Cheng smiled and said, "Don't worry about him. Let's continue."

“…”

Xie Lian had no choice but to hold up the gambling cup and shake it twice. As expected, this time, two "fives" came out.

Seeing this, the ghosts became even happier and started teasing Lang Qianqiu even crazier, saying, "Did you see that? It's getting bigger and bigger!"

Xie Lian had already discovered that Hua Cheng was playing with him. He was a little amused and thought that there really was no such thing as a correct posture in the world. For someone like him, any posture was wrong. From now on, he could completely give up any idea of ​​changing his luck. Just as he was about to give up and shake the last hand, Hua Cheng said, "Wait a minute."

Xie Lian felt that the palm he was covering him with was a little heavier, so he stopped and asked, “What’s the matter?”

Hua Cheng said half-truthfully: "Brother, you haven't told me yet, what should I do if I lose?"

When they heard him call Xie Lian "brother", Shi Qingxuan and Lang Qianqiu's expressions were indescribable. The ghosts were also terrified, and some of them were so scared that their heads fell to the ground.

It was embarrassing to say this, but in such a hurry, Xie Lian had indeed not thought about the issue of the bet, and said, “This…”

He originally wanted to bet ten years of his life, but the life span of a priest is very long, so ten years is probably nothing. Money and treasures? They don’t exist. Mana and spiritual power? They don’t exist. For a while, Xie Lian couldn’t think of anything to bet, so he had to ask the owner of the gambling house. He asked, “Do you think I have anything worth betting on?”

Hearing this, Hua Cheng laughed.

He said, "I don't care. What do you have with you?"

Xie Lian thought about it, coughed lightly, and told the truth: "I... this time I came out, I only brought a steamed bun that I hadn't finished eating."

Hearing this, Hua Cheng burst out laughing. He laughed, but the others wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

After laughing, Hua Cheng nodded and said, "Okay. Let's just use that steamed bun."

When these words were spoken, not only the ghosts but even the girls who were in charge of the gambling tables were shocked.

Since the opening of this gambling house, there have been countless incredible bets. There are internal organs, life span, emotions, and abilities. However, no bet is as incredible as today's: an unfinished steamed bun. Even Lang Qianqiu couldn't help but said in astonishment: "What...what does this mean? You mean I...I am only worth an unfinished steamed bun???"

The ghosts were laughing and joking. Someone shouted, "What's wrong with a steamed bun? You got it for free. Why don't you shut up!" Xie Lian recognized that the voice of the collapse was Shi Qingxuan who was hiding in the ghosts. Just as he was laughing and crying, Hua Cheng said to him, "Come on. This is the last one. Don't be nervous."

Xie Lian said, “I’m not nervous.”

The two of them still maintained the posture of palms covering the backs of their hands and shook a few times. Although Xie Lian was indeed not very nervous, his palms pressed against the gambling cup and the backs of his hands pressed against Hua Cheng seemed to be sweating. Finally, the two of them stopped moving, and when it was time to reveal the winner, he took a deep breath and opened his mouth to see -

Two dice, two sixes!

Xie Lian heaved a sigh of relief, knowing what was going on, and looked up at Hua Cheng. Hua Cheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, I lost."

Although he admitted defeat in a serious tone, it was not sincere at all. The ghosts in the hall were also completely silent.

Just now someone was muttering, "If this doesn't count, then when will it count?" Now, the answer is out: it will only count when this person wins.

This is too cruel to release the water!

However, no one would say anything about it. The girl took the black wooden gambling cup, raised it high, and said, "Congratulations, young man, you won this round."

Everyone was very respectful and shouted, "Even though the city lord lost, it was a perfect loss! Beautiful!"

"The winner was taught by the city lord himself. The winner is also the result of the city lord's good teaching!"

"Yes! Today really opened my eyes. I learned the correct way to roll the dice! I benefited a lot from it! I can't use it up in ten years!"

Listening to the sounds of demons dancing around him, Xie Lian couldn't help laughing. Seeing him laughing, Hua Cheng also laughed and flicked the red gauze. At this time, Lang Qianqiu said from above: "Since you lost, it's time to let me down!"

Hua Cheng still stared at Xie Lian, his smile unchanged, his eyes not even raised, he just raised his hand and waved it casually, Lang Qianqiu immediately slammed down hard. Xie Lian's eyes twitched at the loud noise. Shi Qingxuan couldn't be exposed, and couldn't rush over, so Xie Lian turned around, leaned over to check, and said, "Are you okay?"

Lang Qianqiu climbed up, dusted himself off, and said, "It's okay, thank you. He definitely wanted to cheat you by asking you to go up, but luckily you won the bet!"

Xie Lian thought to himself, “You are completely wrong. If he doesn’t let me win, I will never be able to win you back even if I bet till the end of time…”

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard a few clear "ding ding" sounds, and then there were low exclamations from all around. Xie Lian looked back and saw that it was Hua Cheng who finally walked out from behind the red veil.

In his previous youth form, Hua Cheng always had his long hair tied up crookedly, but now he was wearing a red dress, with his black hair loose, and he looked charming. Only on the right side was a very thin braid, with red coral beads hanging at the corner, which made him look a bit playful. His wrist guards were silver, his boot chains were silver, his belt was also silver, and hanging from his waist was a slender curved knife, the arc was smooth and strange, also silver. The blade was slender, and so was the man. He leaned against the half-opened red gauze, hugged his arms, and said with a half-smile on his face, "Brother, you beat me."

Xie Lian knew exactly what had happened, so he said helplessly, “Stop laughing at me.”

Hua Cheng raised an eyebrow and said, "No. How could it be?"

The ghosts below were extremely excited, tumbling like boiling water, and were all excited, whispering, "Why did the city lord change his skin again today?"

"I'm dying! The city lord's new skin is so handsome, so fresh and so sexy!"

"Why are you dying? Aren't you dead a long time ago, you bitch?!"

Apparently, because Hua Cheng never showed his true appearance in the past and changed his appearance frequently, even the ghosts in the ghost market couldn't figure out what he really looked like, and they all thought that this appearance was just a fake one. However, only Xie Lian knew in his heart that the person in front of him must be the true appearance of the legendary Blood Rain Scholar.