Chapter 87 Lottery: Low-key, Selfless, Kind-hearted Person Qi Qing
When the next game started, the blue-clad disciples arrived as promised.
Before he could say hello to Yue Ji, Qi Qing grabbed his shoulder and pulled him over.
"Come on!" The young man smiled happily, "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
“…”
The blue-robed disciple touched his face with some suspicion.
Are they that familiar with each other, or is he no threat to him at all?
Qi Qing didn't care what he thought. Facing Yue Jiliang's cold gaze, he half-forced him to the stall he had carefully prepared for two days: "Come and take a look at this!"
The blue-clothed disciple looked at the strange things in front of him in surprise.
A vertical turntable, a long square stone box, and a wooden table for placing bets.
There was also a slogan written in front of the stage: Appropriate entertainment is enjoyable, excessive entertainment is harmful to the body.
“What are these…?”
He opened his eyes wide in confusion.
Qi Qing was very satisfied with his reaction and introduced it in detail: "This is the place to place bets. This is called the Hongyun Wheel. You only need one spirit stone to buy a support ticket and you can spin it once!"
As he spoke, he tapped the glittering fan-shaped area on the turntable with his fingertips and coaxed her: "Look, if you are lucky enough to stop here, you can get ten times the spiritual stones back on the spot. Wouldn't you be tempted? Do you want it?"
Before the blue-clothed disciple could say anything, there was a sudden gasp from the surrounding monks.
A bearded man squeezed to the front row and asked excitedly, "Are you really going to return ten times the amount? If I bet ten spirit stones..."
"I'll give you one hundred spirit stones with both hands!" Qi Qing promised, patting his chest.
Upon hearing this, the monks began to discuss loudly.
"…Is there such a good deal in the world?!"
"Let me try first!"
"What's going on? My luck has never been very good..."
"Everyone, please be patient!" Qi Qing raised his hand to suppress the commotion in the arena, then turned around and introduced the wonderful tool next to him with a smile: "In addition to the lucky turntable, there is also this 'True Love Box'. There is true love in the world - every time you bet on the winning or losing of the arena, you will be eligible for a draw. The first prize can get half of the spiritual stone rebate of the prize pool! Only one place is available per day!"
Upon hearing this, the monks' breathing quickened suddenly. Dozens of blazing eyes were fixed on the simple stone box. Some of them unconsciously reached for the storage bags around their waists.
Half? Doesn't that mean that no matter how many spirit stones there are in the pool, you can get half?
"No matter who you bet on, you'll be eligible to draw. It doesn't matter if you don't win!"
Qi Qing displayed the chips on the wooden table and raised his voice: "As long as you get your friends and family to buy support tickets, you can get another chance to draw... No, another chance to draw! Maybe you'll be lucky this time?"
[Such a familiar routine... Host, weren't you a salesperson in your previous life? ]
【People’s hearts are evil! 】
【Isn’t this just…】
[You won't say anything, right? I won't say anything either. ]
Seeing the hesitation on everyone's faces, Qi Qing immediately added confidently: "Don't worry, these props have formations that can block spiritual energy. They are absolutely fair and just. It all depends on your luck!"
As he spoke, he took out a small piece of gold-plated paper like a magic trick, on which the words "Yue Ji" were written in silver and iron, and handed it to the blue-clothed disciple generously: "You are the first distinguished guest today, this is for you, come and try your luck?"
There was a trace of struggle in the blue-clothed disciple's eyes, and he really couldn't resist the temptation of "a free chance".
He just turned the lucky wheel, and it spun rapidly. The golden reward area blurred into a dazzling golden light, what a dazzling sight.
After a few breaths, the turntable slowed down, and then slowed down again, and finally, as everyone held their breath and concentrated—
It stopped just a finger's width away from the ten-fold area.
"oops!"
The monks around him sighed and lamented, as if they had missed a good opportunity: "It was just a little bit short!"
Seeing this, Qi Qing shook his head with pretended regret: "What a pity. If I try again, maybe I can win."
He looked at Yue Ji who was stretching his muscles for the stage, and said meaningfully: "It's a rare opportunity to support idols. You can only have fun during the competition. But fate is like this, there's always that little bit missing..."
The blue-clothed disciple bit his lip and took out a spiritual stone: "One more time!"
This time, he will definitely be able to do it!
Qi Qing immediately smiled: "Okay!"
However--
Still lacking a little bit of luck.
Blue-clothed disciple: “…”
He took a deep breath, untied the purse at his waist, and poured out five spiritual stones: "...More!"
I have to make a name for myself today!
Before Qi Qing had time to persuade him, the blue-clothed disciple had already slapped the spirit stone on the betting table, his eyes filled with a strong desire to win.
After a few rounds.
The purse deflated at a speed visible to the naked eye. Sweat broke out on the forehead of the blue-clothed disciple. He clenched the last few spirit stones with white knuckles, wondering if Qi Qing had tampered with the turntable.
"I won! I really won!" A monk who was trying his luck nearby suddenly burst into a shout of ecstasy.
Amid the crisp and pleasant sound of spirit stones colliding, Qi Qing readily paid ten times the bet.
This scene was like sparks splashing into an oil pan, instantly igniting the enthusiasm of the surrounding monks.
"Get out of the way, it's my turn!"
"I just don't believe this!"
The monks rushed to take out their purses, their eyes sparkling with excitement. Who wouldn't want to be the next lucky one?
No matter what, it’s better than that disciple from Xuantian Pavilion who lost so much that he lost his temper, right?
The blue-clothed disciple was so angry that he clenched his fingers into a fist, which was shaking slightly. Qi Qing looked at him sympathetically and said, "How about we just call it a day..."
“Come again!”
The blue-clothed disciple interrupted him, gritted his teeth, and fiercely slammed the last few spirit stones onto the table.
put all one's eggs in one basket!
Is this a scam?
[How can something with a clearly marked price be called a scam? Look, the anchor did mark the probability... although the font is a bit small. ]
[The anchor knows how to spread his wings on the edge of being banned. 】
Qi Qing took a moment to glance at the comments and quickly defended himself, "It's unfair. I wanted him to stop, too."
If this development continues unsustainably, the little substitute will be exhausted sooner or later, and he still wants to do it a few more times.
No one paid attention to Yue Ji on the stage for a moment. Although no one had won the jackpot yet, the small prizes that were awarded from time to time were like bait, constantly stimulating everyone's nerves.
Everyone was thinking excitedly: What if? What if it was me?
By the time his opponent flew out again and Yue Ji walked down the stage leisurely, his cheering tickets had been sold out.
Qi Qing neatly put away the lucky wheel and the love box, and contentedly bowed to everyone: "Sorry, the tickets for today are sold out, so I'm closing the shop!"
Those who were still waiting and watching sighed in frustration, beat their chests and stamped their feet, secretly hating themselves for not daring to test the waters.
Someone stared at Qi Qing's bulging wallet with murderous eyes. A few frustrated monks were about to attack, but they saw the young man in black who was like a killing god on the arena standing beside Qi Qing, staring at them coldly like a sharp blade ready to be unsheathed.
The fierce pressure was released, and the people who were ready to make a move just now suddenly calmed down as if they were poured with a basin of cold water.
They are no match for this man.
"By the way," Qi Qing seemed to have eyes behind him, shaking the chips in his hand and said with a smile: "This game is over, fellow Taoists who bet on my disciple just now, come and claim your prizes!"
These words were like a gentle spring breeze, instantly dispelling the gloom on the losers' faces.
Several monks who were originally angry suddenly smiled and rushed forward unwillingly.
…
A few days later.
Xuantian Pavilion, the inner hall of the main peak.
Huo Shi sat at the head of the table, holding a emerald green jade in his hand. The jade color made his eyes look even colder. "You've watched him compete for three consecutive days. Has he treated you differently?"
The blue-robed disciple lowered his head and stared at the tip of his shoe, saying in a very low voice: "...Yes."
"Louder." Huo Shi stopped what he was doing, knocked on the table, narrowed his eyes and said, "You are not lying to me, are you?"
"Disciple doesn't dare!" The blue-clothed disciple buried his head even deeper and said in panic, "How dare I lie to you, Young Master? Disciple does go to watch the games every day."
"So how far have you progressed? Has he ever let down his guard against you?"
The air in the hall suddenly froze. The blue-clothed disciple's Adam's apple rolled, but he did not dare to answer.
Huo Shi noticed something and suddenly asked, "Where's your sword?"
"He...he exchanged names with me!" The blue-clothed disciple's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he avoided the question and said, "His master trusts me very much and treats me as a close friend..."
"Idiot, I asked you to get close to him, not his master!"
Huo Shi slammed his palm on the table and said sternly: "Since you have gained his trust, why don't you take action? Is he not interested in you at all? Or is his master wary of you?"
Seeing the blue-clothed disciple remain silent, Huo Shi suddenly said in a grim tone: "... It can't be that you are really moved?"
"That's absolutely not the case!" The blue-clothed disciple suddenly looked up.
Huo Shi sneered: "Then why don't you do it? Do you think I'm a fool?"
"I..." The blue-bottomed disciple mustered up his courage and stammered, "I have no money."
“…”
There was deathly silence in the hall.
The blue-clothed disciple trembled as he took out his dry purse to show that he was not lying. He said with a stiff face, "I even pawned my sword. Now I dare not approach him and his master."
…
On the fourth day when Qi Qing made a fortune, the three major sects jointly issued a ban, prohibiting cultivators from opening trades privately.
"We received a report recently," the head of Xuantian Pavilion looked at Qi Qing meaningfully and said, "While fellow Taoists are fighting hard in the arena, someone is using the name of Wei to make money. This is really ingenious."
These words were so pointed that many people subconsciously looked at Qi Qing.
Qi Qing just smiled without saying anything. Yue Ji raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at the face of the head of Xuantian Pavilion, and then fell on Huo Shi who was behind the head. A murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"You have come here through thick and thin, and some of you have even fought with injuries. In such a difficult time, someone is using this as an excuse to make money. This is intolerable!"
The leader of Yuqing Sect spoke next, and the monks in the audience whispered to each other, and soon they resonated with each other, and cast suspicious eyes on Qi Qing.
"That's absolutely true!"
Qi Qing suddenly said in a loud voice: "Many Daoists present here, especially disciples like me who come from small sects, not only participate in the competition with injuries, but also have no access to medical treatment due to lack of money! I would like to boldly ask all the seniors, should we pay more attention to these juniors who are trying their best to seek the Great Dao?"
On the high platform, several sect leaders frowned and looked inquiringly, not knowing what he was planning to do.
The young man stood tall and handsome, looked around, and said in a clear voice, "I am not talented, but I am willing to donate 70% of the proceeds to help the injured Taoist friends seek medical treatment, and the remaining 30% will only be used for the expenses of this activity."
As he spoke, he cupped his fists towards everyone and said, "I am doing this not for anything else, but just to pass on the care of all of you fellow Taoists through my hands. The path of cultivation is destined to be difficult, and I wish to encourage each other and ascend to the great path together!"
——Seventy percent!
This number exploded like a thunderbolt.
Everyone looked at each other in surprise. No one expected that this calculating young man would be so generous and take the initiative to spit out the spirit stones he had obtained.
You have to know that the Tiandu Sect is just a small and unknown sect - how many disciples of a small sect have never seen so many spiritual stones in their lives? Is it a show for everyone?
Before they had time to digest the news, in the afternoon, Qi Qing actually increased the donation ratio to a shocking 90%!
It is said that on his way back, he met several seriously injured independent cultivators and felt pity for them. He immediately decided to keep only the capital and donate all the remaining spirit stones.
This move completely reversed public opinion.
Those cultivators who had once questioned his wealth accumulation now remembered that the entry threshold was only one spirit stone, and most people spent less than ten yuan. Qi Qing never refused to pay when redeeming the rewards, and was always quick to do so.
Now 90% of it has to be donated!
——How much of himself would he have left?
Overnight, the name "Qi Qing of Tiandu Sect" spread like wildfire to the ears of all the cultivators participating in the competition.
Everyone was moved, and the injured disciples who were healed were even more touched. They thanked him specially, but he just left without showing up.
The monks were even more moved. They finally saw a real kind person this time. What is kindness and selflessness? This is kindness and selflessness!
…
While everyone was still moved by Qi Qing's low-key generosity, he was huddled in Qianyuan Sword Master's room, happily counting the spirit stones.
Ten yuan, fifteen yuan, twenty yuan... Yes, there are still more than sixty yuan left!
The young man's eyes were surprisingly bright, his smile was brilliant, and his whole body exuded the joy of suddenly becoming rich.
Yue Ji sat cross-legged on the side and said quietly, "Master really knows how to play with people's hearts."
"You make it sound as if your master has played a trick on you." Qi Qing proudly put away the spirit stone, and suddenly raised an eyebrow at him, saying in a voice transmission: "I have saved enough money to hold your Taoist Couple Ceremony. Are you happy?"
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