"Master Shao Si, our village is called 'Fu Wu Shuang Zhi', which means we will not let you win consecutively. Why don't you try again? Perhaps you will win."
Cao Bao's brows relaxed. Tianxing Yaksha was still quite pleasing to the eye, and what the two ghosts said was right. He didn't see any fluctuations in magic power or ghost power.
Maybe it's just bad luck.
Just as he was about to place another bet, a familiar voice came from behind him.
"Hey, Master Cao, are you playing here? It's so hard for me to find you."
Cao Shaosi has lived in Fengdu for quite some time and has made many acquaintances. Who is his friend?
Just as I was about to turn around to greet him, I saw the person coming and my brain went blank and I felt unwell.
Not to mention him, in an instant, all the demons and ghosts showed their magical powers, some turned into paper, some disappeared, and the manor that was just in an uproar was deserted in an instant.
There was no way. The people who came had too strong aura and too much righteousness. They were glowing all over, and they felt uncomfortable staying there.
It was none other than Marshal Zhao, the guardian of the Taishan lineage.
Cao Bao bowed his head and said.
"Marshal, why are you here?"
Marshal Zhao rolled his eyes at him.
"I asked you to deliver the money, and this is how you deliver it?"
As he spoke, he lifted up the gambling table, revealing a dense network of gears underneath...
Cao Bao’s perception was correct; this casino didn’t use any magic power.
But they used machinery!
Cao Bao was furious and planned to go and cause trouble for the two gamblers later.
But thinking of his own duties and tasks, Cao Bao said.
"Marshal, I'm very close to that treasure, just waiting..."
The God of Wealth looked at him helplessly, feeling that the Nazhen Tianguan had to be replaced.
"No……"
"I heard that Cao Shaosi bought a lot of properties in the underworld? Coincidentally, I'm planning to build Yicui Pavilion in the underworld..."
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