Chapter 29 Nezha, I think I killed someone.
"no."
Without hesitation, Pingyu turned and ran, trying to hide behind Nezha like a quail again: "I won't gamble, let's go!"
In both her lives combined, the only gambling games she had ever played were:
Uno, Dou Dizhu, Shuang Kou, and Mahjong.
She has to play mahjong electronically.
Because Pingyu only knows how to win by drawing tiles, and without system notifications, she doesn't even know if she has won or not.
This is ridiculous! It's like trying to guard against fire, theft, and even Nezha (a mythical creature in Chinese mythology
It's supposed to be fish soup, but it'll be stewed into a soup later.
Let's go.
Nezha picked her up and took the chips he had gotten from the fishing woman.
He said, "Without you, I really can't do it."
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Pingyu was shoved in front of the gambling table.
Six people stood around a gambling table, surrounded by wolves on all sides. Their clothes, a mix of brocade and hemp, resembled the writhing legs of a centipede.
The table was full when the dealer noticed the last person to arrive was a little child. He wasn't surprised. With a look of pity, he asked, "Where are your parents?"
Pingyu glanced at the table and saw that the utensils on it were simple, with only a lacquered dice cup. Her face was tense, and she crossed her arms and pointed upwards.
Nezha's handsome face appeared three inches above her head.
He smiled, reached out and piled half of his chips onto the table: "I'll bet five taels to start."
Just as the dealer was about to collect the chips, the girl suddenly shouted, "Wait!"
Ping Yu, who had attracted everyone's attention, spoke in a slightly weaker tone.
She asked, "How do you play this?"
A naive little boy appeared at the gambling table, clearly a spendthrift who was there to throw money away. The gamblers at the table laughed heartily, and even the dealer couldn't help but chuckle.
He laughed as he picked up the gambling cup and showed it to everyone.
The lid of the cup opens upwards, revealing five dice on the base.
"We're playing Liar's Dice at this table."
The dealer showed the dice to Pingyu, then closed the lid and began shaking them. He explained to the bewildered girl, "After I shake the dice, you have to guess the numbers in my cup. Three ones, three sixes—the next player must call out a higher number or a higher total than the previous player. After I open the cup, whoever calls out the most correct numbers gets paid by the other players. If no one guesses correctly, they have to give me their chips."
"For example," the dealer said, placing the betting cup on the table. "This round doesn't count. Guess what the score is in the cup?"
"...Five threes?"
Pingyu tentatively reported one.
The dealer opened the lid, and the smile on his face froze.
The five dice inside the cup clearly show a three.
The riots that followed were the first signs of what was to come.
The dealer composed himself: "If there are no problems, let's begin."
The first round of betting has concluded.
From left to right, Pingyu was the last to call out the number.
She swallowed hard, feeling a little nervous.
Nezha whispered in her ear, "It's okay, just call out the numbers based on your intuition, you can't lose."
Because Nezha had placed the largest bet, everyone wanted to claim the gold. They shouted increasingly louder numbers, until it was Pingyu's turn and there was only one number left to call.
She was resentful and muttered hopelessly, "Five sixes."
In casinos, there's no such thing as respecting the elderly or caring for the young.
Pingyu closed his eyes, not daring to look.
But then a startled voice rang out beside her: "That's impossible!"
Just like before, the five dice in the cup were neatly arranged to show "sixes".
The chips, made of stone and wood, were pushed around by the dealer and piled up in front of her like a small mountain.
She opened her eyes, looked at the dice that made her words come true, and suddenly remembered what Nezha had said:
Although water attracts ghosts, it also represents wealth.
She was born with water as her element, destined for wealth and nobility.
If Ping Yu wanted to, all the wealth in the world should be gathered into her hands!
Without any restraint, Pingyu became unruly.
She didn't even sit down; she climbed directly onto the gambling table.
"I'm small, so I can't see clearly from down there."
The girl sat with her knees bent, smiling obediently as she said:
"Uncles, let's do it again."
Seeing that the girl had understood his meaning, Nezha took off his Universe Ring and put it on her.
He leaned down: "I'll be gone for a bit, do you have a problem?"
Pingyu waved him away as if shooing away a fly. She casually grabbed a handful of chips and gave them to Nezha, as if giving him pocket money.
Nezha took the money and left, retreating from the gambling table.
This casino is huge; you can't see its edge at a glance.
It's a melting pot of all sorts of people, from all walks of life.
They divided the work: Pingyu gambled, while Nezha went to gather information.
The madman who suddenly pounced on you just now was impossible to ignore.
"Sir, I'll go borrow another round of chips. Wait for me, okay?"
Nezha paused and looked toward where the conversation was taking place.
The debts he had just paid off today were lost again by his own actions.
You lose every time you gamble. The boy just gambled eleven times and lost everything again.
My luck is so bad it's like I peed on myself and didn't wash it off.
The young man smiled obsequiously at the dealer, but the dealer wouldn't listen: "Nian Youyu, don't think I don't know. You've already used up all your chances today, where are you going to get more chips?"
The dealer even remembered his name; he must be a seasoned gambler.
The dealer said coldly, "I think you should think about how to make money to pay off your debts first."
The next second, a pale white arm reached out to the table.
"I've put up his chips."
He withdrew his hand, revealing a gold chip made of stone beneath his palm.
The money Pingyu gave us came in handy.
Nian Youyu and the dealer looked up together: Who is it?
It's rare to find a sucker in a casino.
Nian Youyu wondered, "Has the God of Wealth appeared?"
Is that enough?
Nezha first asked the croupier, then kicked Nian Youyu, saying, "You're the one who's a toad."
That three-legged golden toad, isn't it a...?
Nian Youyu cried out "Ouch!" and rubbed his leg while laughing foolishly.
He's standing here blocking the young master's legs; he's just being blind.
That's enough.
The croupier gave him a bag of copper coins in change.
Nezha didn't even glance at the bag full of money; he simply handed it to the boy.
Nian Youyu was flattered. Holding the money bag, he asked, "Young master, is there something you need from me?"
These rich and powerful young men often gave them small favors and made them run errands. Nian Youyu had earned a lot of extra money from this, but this was the first time he had encountered such generosity.
But this ethereal young master didn't say anything else, only asking, "A madman just came by, do you know him?"
"Crazy... Oh!"
He was quick-witted; with just a few blinks, he could tell what the other person was talking about: "That's not a madman, he's a perfectly healthy person. I happen to know that person well. Are you asking about the one who was just taken away by the fisherwoman?"
Nezha nodded: "He scared my sister."
"Huh?" Nian Youyu was taken aback for a moment, then asked cautiously, "Are you going to cause him trouble? I'm afraid that won't work. Judging from the way things were today... I reckon Yan Erlang's life is in danger."
"Yan Erlang?"
Nezha repeated it, gesturing for him to continue.
The boy continued, "Most of the people who get beaten up in this casino are because they caused trouble and embarrassed the owner. But Yan Erlang is different; he was caught cheating."
Nezha did see that the other person's fingernails had been pulled out, and his ten fingers were covered in blood.
The bloodstains on Pingyu's clothes looked like the brocade had been torn apart.
"It's not uncommon for people who gamble here to cheat. After all, even the casino staff cheat. If they don't get caught, they're fine, but if they are, they'll be tortured with their ten fingers pulled out. Normally, once their fingernails are pulled out, the matter would be over. But... Yan Erlang seems to have gone mad from the pain of this torture! He not only admitted to cheating, but also cried out that all the money here is fake and that the casino has cheated everyone."
At this point, Nian Youyu slowed down his speech.
This matches what they had encountered before, which is enough to prove that Nian Youyu was not lying.
Although they were acquaintances, Yan Erlang's miserable state did not stir much emotion in Nian Youyu. Instead, he used it as a topic of conversation. The young man was getting into the story, speaking with the dramatic intonation of a storyteller, and suddenly raised his voice at the climax.
“Yan Erlang, he came here today like he was drunk. He said the God of Wealth outside the mountain is fake, a lie spread by the casino owner, and that the money in the hands of the people in the temple is all money we've given out, and that everyone is inside the Golden Toad’s belly.”
Nezha was stunned. He had considered the connection between this place and the three-legged toad based on the rules of the casino. However, because there was no demonic energy in the area, Nezha had never thought that this place might be one with the toad.
"Do you believe it?"
Nobody believes it.
"When there's a fish in the year," came the reply with a pout.
Who would believe the words of a madman? He was clutching the bag of chips in his hands, which was full of money.
The boy cleared his throat.
He thought he had fooled the handsome young man, and grinned:
"In our Cihangwu, who doesn't believe in the God of Wealth from beyond the mountains? The words may be empty, but the money in your hands is real. Sigh... Actually, nobody cares about the truth of this matter. What difference does it make if it's true or false? The rich get richer, and the poor can afford to eat. Isn't this all money that the God of Wealth spits out?"
"Besides, those wealthy merchants who didn't go to fulfill their vows, didn't they all go bankrupt and ruined? Overnight, the trees fell and the monkeys scattered. How could a mere casino owner do that! He even said he wasn't cheating, but taking back what was rightfully his! Yan Erlang's family has been accountants for generations. He only started gambling because his brother was sick. We all think he's gone crazy from looking at the ledgers. He's so desperate for money!"
"But if you ask me, for him to say that in a gambling den is suicidal..."
"Why?"
Nezha asked.
Nian Youyu said, “In this town, who doesn’t go to the casino if they have spare money? If they win, they go to the God of Wealth to double their winnings; if they lose, they borrow money to go to the God of Wealth to win it back. Every year when they worship the gods, the gambling dens donate the most money for incense. That old woman who fishes has ruthless methods. She was afraid that Yan Erlang’s words would anger the gods and take away the wealth of the gambling dens and brothels, so she beat him until he was covered in soot.”
“When I looked from afar, I could tell he was breathing out but not breathing in. How could that scare your sister? It was probably just a final burst of energy before death, which is why I said his life was in danger.”
No wonder the old woman who came up to reprimand the two of them didn't use Yan Erlang's excellent opportunity to intimidate them, but instead urged people to take him away.
People talk too much even before they die, because they're afraid they'll say something bad.
Nezha wanted to ask more questions, but suddenly, a startling commotion broke out in front of him.
The sound was so loud that even the long sword hanging from the ceiling shook three times.
The two turned their heads at the same time, and the boy holding the money bag muttered first:
"Isn't that where the rich men live? Could something have happened there too? There's been a lot of bloodshed today; it's not a good day to go out."
Nezha reached out and grabbed, and the Hun Tian Ling shot out like an arrow.
It moved swiftly and fiercely! Even Nezha could only grab the tail of the red ribbon.
The two ritual implements are interconnected; when one is in trouble, the other will feel the same way.
Pingyu is in trouble.
As soon as Nian Youyu finished muttering, the sky and the earth spun together in his eyes.
A strong gust of wind whipped him around like a top, causing him to fall heavily to the ground.
"Where did the wind come from? Hey, you didn't..."
Could it be that we really met a deity?
The boy shivered.
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Nezha moved with lightning speed, instantly returning to the original gambling table.
The place was surrounded by people, three layers deep.
The first thing you see is a striking red.
The gambling table was shattered, and pieces of wood were soaked in blood all over the floor.
Where are they?
The boy's heart tightened as he heard the girl's soft voice calling out, "Nezha."
He turned his head and found Pingyu.
The crowd parted to separate her, keeping them at bay. The Universe Ring expanded, standing in front of the girl like a fierce beast protecting its cub.
There were severed limbs on the ground, and an unconscious man.
Blood splattered on her fair face, like a peach that had burst open, its juice leaking down. She tried to remain calm, tears welling in her eyes, but spoke in a composed tone:
"I think I've killed someone."
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