Chapter 252: Don’t let it be broadcast…
The God of Wealth led the way alone, followed by the five leaders of the Four Seas Gang.
Oh, Zhao Tai is holding someone in his arms.
His arms were almost stretched out, like the two claws of a forklift, holding the person up from a distance without touching the torso at all.
If the dice girl still looks the same as before, there will be a somewhat charming atmosphere.
But now... Zhao Taihun is like an emotionless worker.
We walked in silence all the way to the northwest corner of Chengyuan.
Hidden beneath a cluster of emerald bamboo trees is an inconspicuous rockery, with a rugged shape and full of holes eroded by time.
Walk to the shady side of the rockery and stop next to a huge rock shaped like a lying cow near the root.
The bamboo forest is deep and dark, and the air is filled with the fragrance of bamboo leaves and the smell of mud.
The skull of the God of Wealth came to the Lying Cow Stone and pressed his fingers on the three natural depressions on the side.
There was only a very slight "click" sound from the mechanism, and a stone slab at the bottom slid inward, revealing a passage extending downwards.
"This is one of the entrances to the underground palace."
The God of Wealth's eyes swept over Zhao Tai lightly without asking a single question.
He could naturally sense that Dice Heart Mother was still breathing, but her breath was a little weak and she looked seriously injured.
Why did they kill the Iron Scale Buddha but leave the Dice Heart Mother behind?
The Iron Scale Buddha commands the Nine Gates' thugs and is also in charge of the punishment hall. Apparently, he is the strongest among the four leaders.
Perhaps it was because of this that the other party killed him without hesitation.
How could a strong man in the Divine Martial Realm look down upon a strong man in the Fourth Rank Realm? As for the power of punishment, it all depends on one's cultivation level.
But Dice Heart Girl is different.
She is an indispensable role in training in gambling tools, cheating techniques, and disciplining newcomers if one wants to master the nine businesses in the shortest possible time.
If that's the case... he's responsible for the flow of money and has a lot of information, so he's also of great value.
Caishenluan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It was a good thing that Tongtianma was not here, as the areas of their responsibilities overlapped.
This is a flat, gentle slope extending downwards, which is wheelchair accessible, and that is why he chose this entrance.
Dou Zuan was in front and Yin Zhe was behind, lined up in a straight column.
Qin Zhaoyue was in the middle, and he didn't feel uneasy at all.
The angles on both sides of the gentle slope were covered with moss, and oil lamps were hung on the stone walls on both sides, filled with the mixed smell of water vapor and grease.
The light was dim, barely outlining the slowly descending silhouette, adding a touch of eerie and strangeness.
Being in this situation, one can easily develop an increasingly heavy sense of oppression.
After walking down about thirty or forty steps, you will enter a straight and wider stone corridor.
The stone walls on both sides are smooth, and every few meters there is an oil lamp embedded in the wall that never goes out and burns with a faint blue flame.
The dark blue lights flickered, distorting and stretching the human figures, casting them on the cold stone wall, like ghosts with bared fangs and claws.
The air was still somewhat murky, and there seemed to be a faint smell of rusty iron and dried blood.
At the end of the corridor is a huge and heavy black iron door with an extremely complex star-shaped mechanism lock in the middle.
"Every underground palace entrance has this kind of arrangement."
As he spoke, the God of Wealth took out his token from the empty slot in the wheelchair armrest and inserted it into the groove of the mechanism lock.
After twisting it gently, he put his two fingers together and tapped on the numerous stars one by one.
"The mechanism in the underground palace uses the power of the underground river to drive the spring rope.
The mechanism of this door is quite ingenious, and the order of the stars that open it varies every day.
If you try rashly, the result will only be to seal off the entire underground palace.
There are patterns within it, but it takes some effort to remember them.”
It seems frank and clear, but in fact there is no pattern.
The sword finger tapped seven times in quick succession, and the heavy mechanism made a loud sound, as if awakening a sleeping beast.
The moment the door slid open, a warm, dry air mixed with the fragrance of flowers blew in, instantly dispelling the turbid and damp air in the corridor outside the door.
Without being reminded, Qin Zhaoyue subconsciously held his breath.
Every failure makes you wiser. Who knows what other tricks are hidden in the fragrance?
She was in the middle of the team and did not see the scene inside the door at first, but she was still dazzled by the strong light.
I was mentally prepared, but when the obstruction in front of me shifted, I was still stunned and even felt a little absurdly dizzy.
Countless crystal chandeliers, candlesticks, and wall lamps were lit together, creating a brilliant and blinding artificial light.
The floor is paved with polished black marble, reflecting the myriad lights above, making it feel like stepping into a galaxy of stars.
The air is warm and dry, rich with the sweet aroma of aloes and flowers.
Everyone stepped into the marble passage, and the black iron door behind them closed quietly.
In front of you is a wide corridor that arches upward, with columns, walls and arches all completely covered with gold foil.
The gold-leaf walls are inlaid with huge colored glaze murals depicting court banquets, hunting scenes, and triumphal ceremonies.
Crystal chandeliers hanging like stars, gilded candlesticks densely arranged on the walls, and reflective lenses inlaid on the edge of the vault.
Together they create a dazzling light and shadow effect, making you feel like you are in paradise.
Qin Zhaoyue curled her lips.
This magnificent decoration style would definitely label him as a nouveau riche in the next life.
But right now... the luxury of the royal palace can't compare to this place.
The more I look at it, the more I regret it. There should be less of it.
At the end of the Golden Corridor, the view suddenly opens up.
An artificially dug river stretches before your eyes. The water is crystal clear and shimmers under the lights.
There are even schools of colorful koi swimming leisurely.
An arch bridge made entirely of white marble stands across the river. The railings are finely carved with intricate lotus patterns and auspicious animal designs.
On both sides of the river are meticulously trimmed exotic flowers and precious potted plants.
After crossing the bridge, a fork in the road appeared ahead. The God of Wealth stopped and asked, "Where do you want to go?"
This statement was also a small test to see how much information the other party had about the Nine Gates.
Dou Zuan, who was leading the group, received the message and immediately said coldly, "Jin Chi."
The God of Wealth thought to himself, as expected, so he suppressed his thoughts and led the way obediently.
After passing through a long and narrow path, everyone arrived at a new palace.
Standing outside the hall, one could faintly hear the chirping sounds of the beautiful women inside.
The head of the God of Wealth leads the way and steps in.
The palace dome is extremely high, like an inverted bowl, covered entirely by frescoes depicting feasts and love affairs.
The colors are rich and the skin is plump, emitting an obscene glow under the illumination of the crystal chandeliers embedded in the edge of the dome and in the hands of the figures in the murals.
Qin Zhaoyue raised her head and looked at the outfits that were either half-covered or bare-chested, and was stunned on the spot.
The introductory picture...don't let it play...
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