Hong Tao was not like Qi Yifang. She didn't seem offended. Instead, she smiled and introduced herself calmly: "I'm Hong Tao, your opponent in the last game. Why can't you remember what I look like?"

Spade stared at Heart calmly: "Because this is not your real face."

"I don't remember the false pretenses that were presented to seduce or satisfy a certain desire, because each time is different and there is no need to remember."

After saying that, Spade walked past the suddenly silent Heart and said quietly, "Excuse me, I need to go in and watch the game."

At the moment when Spade walked past Heart and was about to disappear into the viewing pool barrier, Heart suddenly spoke. This time her voice was neither soft nor light, but rather dignified and serious: "There is someone who is related to Spade and Black Whip just like you, and is very important to me."

Hongtao turned around, her expression seemed to be changing, but it also seemed not to be. Her wine-red eyes looked straight at Heitao with a girl's innocence: "Your name, and that black whip on your body, do you still remember where you came from?"

Spade paused and said, "I don't remember." Then he walked into the viewing pool.

Qi Yifang carefully glanced at the Queen of Hearts, who was rarely silent, and then at the Queen of Spades, who had walked into the viewing pool: "Queen, are we going back?"

"No." Hong Tao raised her eyes and smiled softly again. She looked at the viewing pool where Bai Liu was. "In this game, there are more than just Spades who can use a whip."

"There must be one that is related to the person I'm looking for."

Viewing pool.

Wang Shun was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot: "The growth rate of the gambling pool has really dropped to 0! The growth rate of the Frenzy Lamb has increased sixfold!"

"Oh, don't worry, don't worry." Nishen calmly pushed Wang Shun down with a smile on his face, "The Furious Lambs have invested a lot of money and are still pouring money into the gambling pool. It's normal for the money to increase five or six times."

“But if we go up further, it will be difficult to fill the popularity gap!” Wang Shun was so anxious that he almost sweated.

"No." Nishen raised his eyes and looked at the big screen. Just as he was about to speak, a Spade sat upright next to him and replied calmly, "Trust Bai Liu. These people will vote for him."

Nishen looked helplessly at Hei Tao who suddenly appeared: "Where did you go just now?"

"I met a woman I didn't know." Heitao said briefly, but his eyes were fixed on the big screen. "Bai Liu, he will definitely gain many followers."

Heitao's words were so certain that even Wang Shun, who had been anxious, calmed down.

"Our pool is growing faster." Mu Ke raised his head and looked at Ni Shen. "Someone has overstocked Bai Liu, a player in our pool, with tens of millions of points. Is it you?"

Nishen raised his hands innocently: "No, I haven't had time yet."

Mu Ke looked at Hei Tao again: "Is it you?"

Spade didn't even bother looking at Mu Ke. He lowered his head to open the panel, calculate the points, and then with no emotion on his face, he chose Bai Liu, the tactician of the wandering circus, and then, he made a huge investment.

"Well, it's my turn now." Hei Tao turned his head to look at Mu Ke and replied lightly.

Mu Ke: "..."

Nishen helplessly raised his head: "Mu Ke is asking you whether you invested in the heavy warehouse worth tens of millions of points before. You can't pretend to be someone else even if you invest now..."

"It's not Spade, nor is it Nishen. Who has such financial resources..." Wang Shun turned his head abruptly to look at Red Heart, who was sitting far away in a small corner of the viewing pool, and cried out, "Empress!"

Hong Tao waved to Wang Shun with a beautiful smile, and she lazily pointed at her panel.

The panel was blurry as it was separated by many seats, but judging from its general structure it was clearly a pool betting panel.

"It's the Queen who has overstocked Bai Liu!"

Wang Shun was confused by the huge bets he made. He asked in confusion, "Why does the Queen want to store Bai Liu so heavily?!"

"Maybe he's attracted to Bai Liu?" Bai Yi boldly assumed. He stole a glance at Hei Tao. "After all, it's time to say goodbye to the first spring and look for the second spring. Bai Liu seems to be the type that Hong Tao likes. She's strong and good at using a whip."

Hei Tao turned to look at Bai Yi expressionlessly: "She can't fall for Bai Liu. Bai Liu and I have already..."

Nishen quickly covered Heitao's mouth and raised his hand to signal politely with a smile: "I think the key point now is that the Furious Lambs are chasing the warehouse, and they are still betting."

Two consecutive heavy warehouses directly pushed the Wandering Circus to the fourth place, and the gap with the third-ranked Frenzy Lamb was getting smaller and smaller.

The faces of the people on the Frenzy Lambs' side have begun to turn blue, but they have already smashed it to such an extent that they cannot stop. If they stop, once they fall, they will definitely be hit back, and their speed will be increased in an instant and they will be brought back to their original state. They can only keep chasing positions.

Nishen narrowed his eyes and smiled in a friendly manner: "What we need to do now is to keep adding small bets to the pot and keep the gap with the Furious Lambs narrowing, but not surpassing them."

"Why can't we surpass them?" Bai Yi asked curiously.

Liu Jiayi glanced at Nishen and said, "In order to keep the Frenzy Lambs hanging, they are forced to keep adding warehouses to the guild. We have drained the entire Frenzy Lambs guild dry. Once we surpass the Frenzy Lambs, they will not continue to add warehouses to maintain their advantage over us."

Nishen groaned and smiled: "I'm not trying to squeeze them dry. I just hope they won't play this kind of heavy game next time. It's not very friendly to ordinary audiences."

Next time I don't have the ability to play this kind of warehouse-intensive game, then there won't be any points left in the guild. Isn't this just draining the members...

Liu Jiayi looked away.

She felt that this rebellious god seemed kind, but he was actually quite ruthless and left no way out.

"It all depends on Bai Liu's performance." Nishen leaned back in his chair and looked at the big screen. "As long as Bai Liu can turn the tables, it won't matter how much the Furious Lambs have."

On the big screen, Bai Liu was holding the neck of Mu Sicheng who was rushing towards him. With a cold expression, he stretched out his hand and let Mu Sicheng absorb his vitality.

The abnormal pale blue color on Mu Sicheng's face gradually faded away, and his struggling and roaring movements also stopped.

Bai Liu's face turned even paler, and under the flickering candlelight his blood vessels could almost show blue through his skin.

Mu Sicheng came back to his senses, gasping for breath. He knelt on the ground and vomited several mouthfuls of black water with a strong fishy smell. He wiped his mouth and clenched his fists.

"...If I become a ghost, will I attack you first since I sucked your vitality?" Mu Sicheng asked hoarsely, "Then you might as well..."

"Yes." Bai Liu helped Mu Sicheng up and calmly blocked his next words, "So before that, we have to find your body."

"...My body is probably on the other side of the bridge." Mu Sicheng looked at the paper bridge getting closer and closer, his face solemn, "But there are so many people who died on the bridge..."

The women in white clothes and holding white umbrellas on the bridge were getting closer and closer to Bai Liu and the others. Mu Sicheng felt a heavy chill emanating from these women.

These women were tall and slender. They walked on the bridge regularly with their backs to Bai Liu and his friends. They walked slowly at first, but the closer Bai Liu and his friends got, the faster these women walked.

There were several times when Mu Sicheng even felt that several women looked at them through the umbrellas with resentment and expectation before jumping down, staring at them intently, and then jumped off the bridge for the rest of their lives with weird smiles on their faces.

A fishy smell rose up in Mu Sicheng's throat, and he felt an instinctive fear: "Didn't you say that there is no way to deal with the ghosts who died on the bridge? How can we get past them?"

Bai Liu glanced at Mu Sicheng and said, "You shouldn't ask me this, you should ask you."

Mu Sicheng was confused: "Ask me?"

"Yes, because you have already crossed the bridge once." Bai Liu said.

Mu Sicheng replied subconsciously: "You taught me how to cross the ghost bridge! You made me hold my breath and cross the ghost bridge!"

Bai Liu shook his head slightly: "I did guess that there was a paper ghost bridge in the tomb for burial, and I told you that you could cross the ghost bridge by holding your breath, but that was based on the premise that there were no ghosts who died on the bridge. If there were ghosts who died on the bridge, they would still follow you even if you held your breath."

Mu Sicheng asked: "What is a follower?"

Bai Liu explained: "When you go up the bridge, the ghost who martyred the bridge will think you are her husband, come to hold an umbrella for you, follow you behind and escort you home. This is called following the body."

Mu Sicheng felt a chill on his spine: "...What if she finds out later that I'm not her husband?"

Bai Liu said calmly, "If you were her real husband, she would hold an umbrella and go home with you down the bridge. But if you were not, she would drag you down the bridge with resentment and hatred, and die with you."

"…Is it possible that the martyred ghost has stayed on this bridge for too long and has forgotten what her husband looks like. She can't tell whether I am her husband or not, and thus lets me get away with it and cross the bridge?" Mu Sicheng felt lucky.

Bai Liu rejected it: "It's unlikely. Ghosts recognize people by their yang energy, not their appearance. Apart from the [Disguise Talisman] that can change the yang energy of a living person, nothing can deceive them."

"Then how did I cross the bridge?" Mu Sicheng was also confused, "I can't remember."

"No need to think about it." Bai Liu picked up Mu Sicheng and walked towards the paper bridge with a calm expression, "Let's get on the bridge first. You could cross the bridge last time, so you can do it this time."

Mu Sicheng was shocked: "Why! Wouldn't the ghosts who died on the bridge follow our bodies?"

"Don't worry about them." Bai Liu smiled, "They won't follow us."

Mu Sicheng was full of doubts: "Why won't it follow us? Didn't you say that any man with masculine energy will be followed?"

"Because we are not worthy of being followed." Bai Liu looked at the paper Taoist walking in front, "Their husbands are back."

"A real husband..." Mu Sicheng turned his head sharply and looked at the bridge. "You mean..."

Before Mu Sicheng finished his words, the first zombie that was chased by the Paper Taoist jumped onto the bridge. The paper bridge shook slightly from the zombie's force. The women who were walking forward with umbrellas paused, turned around and walked towards the bridge.

Umbrellas covered the women's faces, so their appearances could not be seen clearly. One could only see that the hem of their clothes hanging on the ground was constantly kicked away by their quick steps, revealing a pair of small feet that had been wrapped and deformed, with bones tightly curled into a ball, or "three-inch golden lotus".

They walked quickly to the front of the zombie, lifted the umbrella slightly, and propped it up. As the zombie jumped, its little feet moved forward and backward, and its upper body holding the umbrella did not move at all.

Bai Liu watched the strange scene of women on the bridge coming over one by one to hold umbrellas for the zombies. "You said before that you vaguely remembered seeing paper figures holding incense burners on the bridge. I guessed that you followed these paper figures to cross the bridge. And you were able to cross the bridge successfully, and these ghosts who died on the bridge did not follow you. That can only mean one thing."

"They followed someone else's body." Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng, "These zombies are their real husbands."

Mu Sicheng suddenly realized something and then angrily said, "You knew it a long time ago, didn't you? That's why you followed Zhi Dao Ren directly!"

"You knew it but you didn't tell me! You think it's fun to scare me?" Mu Sicheng rebuked angrily.

Bai Liu answered honestly: "Yes, I have only scared people before, but never scared ghosts. It's quite fun."

The demon priest Shicheng: "..."