I have a room in Huangquan

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Of course, Ding Xiaoyi would not answer this question truthfully.

You can't tell them that this mutton was raised by stealing from your boss, Du Ziren. If you say that, they probably wouldn't dare to eat it.

So the answer was not what was asked, and the topic was diverted.

"You can just call me Xiaoyi. These are appetizers for everyone. Please sit down. The tide is about to ebb. When the time comes, let's catch the sea together."

"Catch the sea?"

Wuguan Wang obviously didn't understand what rushing to the sea was.

On the contrary, King Chujiang understood a little bit, and nodded: "Huangquan catches the sea! It's interesting."

As he spoke, he called everyone to sit down.

When the mutton skewers are on the table, driven by the delicious food, the atmosphere gradually becomes lively.

"The leader really knows how to find a place, no wonder he has been blessed recently!"

"Yeah, my face is much rosier."

The five of them flattered Bai Pangpang, the leader of the nether world, but they didn't know that Bai Pangpang's teeth hurt from hearing it. He glanced at Zhao He's little fist from the corner of his eye, and felt more at ease.

At this time, the water waves in Huangquan began to become violent.

The waves hit the reef wave after wave, making a deafening roar.

"The tide is out!"

Everyone watched the water drop rapidly, and couldn't help standing up to watch.

After all, the City of Death is too far away from Huangquan, where do they have time to come here to watch the ebb tide on weekdays?

"Oh, I have been to this pier three or four times, and it can be seen that it is the first time that the tide has ebbed!" King Qin Guang looked up at the receding Huangquan in front of him, and exclaimed.

"Hey, I've seen it once before, but it was a long, long time ago!"

King Yan Luo scratched his head, and told everyone that this place was once prosperous. At that time, he was King Yan Mo, who came here to live temporarily and saw a low tide.

Ding Xiaoyi listened from the side, secretly remembering what they said.

Soon the water surface gradually receded, and large and small puddles appeared in front of everyone.

A crowd gathered around, even Zhao He couldn't help walking to the puddle to watch.

"Would you like to come and play the gambling pit?"

Bai Pangpang suggested.

"Gambling? What kind of gambling?" Everyone looked at Bai Pangpang.

I have heard of gambling with stones, money, and even people, but I have never heard of gambling in pits.

"Hey, the rules are very simple!"

Bai Pangpang briefly explained the rules of gambling.

However, the rules have probably been changed.

Everyone gambles, and the loser will keep the lottery.

The winner can choose one of the things that come out of the gambling pit as a trophy to take away.

How about it, is the scene in front of you very familiar?

That's right, that's how Bai Pangpang was fooled by the bad old man back then, and fell into the pit.

Today, the old trick is repeated, and there is a bit of a feng shui turn.

"interesting!"

Qin Guangwang and others were aroused after hearing this.

But King Chu Jiang and King Yan Luo are not very interested in gambling, so they are still waiting and watching.

At this time, Bai Pangpang had already begun to fully play the role of betting trustee.

Pull people to start betting on the pit.

Everyone threw out the lottery one after another, they were all good things.

Ding Xiaoyi stood aside, seeing it clearly, his heart was burning.

King Qin Guang touched his long sleeves and took out two silver nails, only to see that the silver nails were shining with fluorescent lights, and there were densely packed small characters carved on the nails.

If you don't look carefully, you may even subconsciously ignore it.

Yama of the Ten Palaces, after all, is just the little king of the underworld, so it is impossible to act as generously as the bad old man and Bai Pangpang.

So the ones that are used for gambling are also some interesting little things.

But even so, what he took out was extraordinary to him.

For example, this is a nail shadow needle, which can be stuck in the shadow of others to immobilize them in place.

Emperor Song touched his pocket, and said a little embarrassedly: "I went out in a hurry and didn't bring anything with me. This soul-protecting pill is just a lucky draw."

Then he took out a metal box.

There is one in it, the soul-protecting pill, as long as the soul is not scattered, even if there is still a little remnant spirit left, eat it to change your life against the sky and reshape your soul body.

The disobedient king took out a ruler.

The ruler is not big enough to be held in one hand, and engraved on it, a dog and a cat.

The dog has a fierce face, and the cat has a lazy face.

Fighting endlessly around a ball.

"I don't want to have a gamble today, so the things you carry with you can be regarded as a lottery."

At this time, Zhao He finally couldn't sit still. How could he be willing to be second to others for such a fun thing, but what should he come up with?

It doesn't matter if you take it too well, Zhao He is a bookworm, penniless, and raised a donkey, and now the donkey is gone.

But she took it too often, and she couldn't take it out again. After thinking about it, she suddenly thought of something, and her eyes lit up: "Yes, this is it!"

As she said that, she saw something extra in her hand, which made everyone's eyes widen. They didn't expect this thing to be in Zhao He's hand.

Chapter 463: Bronze Tree

Seeing Zhao He took out something in his hand, everyone was surprised.

Everyone seems to know the history of this thing.

Ding Xiaoyi leaned forward and took a closer look, only to find that the object was not big, only about the size of a thumb.

But it has the head of an animal and the body of a bird, covered with crimson feather scales.

The reason why it is a feather scale is because it looks like a feather and a scale.

The eyes are emerald green, and there are golden rings in the pupils carefully.

"What is this? It looks a bit like a primordial spirit!" Ding Xiaoyi asked half-guessed.

The reason why I say this is because this thing looks a bit similar to my second soul, but it is not an entity. It looks like a living thing, but it feels like an object.

"You still recognize it."

Zhao He's face was a little surprised, after all, there are not many people who know this knowledge now.

"Hey, blind!"

He scratched his head and didn't want to expose his second soul. After all, he wanted to let others see his second soul. He was a tortoise. How embarrassing.

After speaking, he couldn't help being surprised and said, "Can Yuanshen also bet on it?"

According to the popularization of the bad old man at the beginning, the soul is equal to one's own soul, and taking out the soul as a bet, is it possible that the original owner is dead?

It was Bai Pangpang who opened his mouth to help him out.

"This thing is Qiongqi Primordial Spirit. At the beginning, this guy fled into the Netherworld and stirred up the secluded soil, jumping up and down for a while, and then ran to the sea of ​​blood. After being cut in half by the ancestor of Xuehe, the Primordial Spirit escaped. , has not been whereabouts so far, I didn't expect it to be in the hands of Lao Zhao!"

After finishing speaking, I murmured in my heart for a while, why didn't I think of it at the time, if the empress took action, where would the little Yuanshen go?

"So that's how it is." He suddenly realized, but immediately he couldn't help asking strangely: "But what's the use of this thing?"

"Hey, the true spirit in the primordial spirit has been broken long ago, and the rest is the essence. If anyone eats it, they will have the ability to be poor. This is a good thing."

Bai Pangpang looked in the direction of the big head intentionally or unintentionally, and motioned to Ding Xiaoyi.

It means that it won’t work if you eat it, but it can be eaten by your family.

Anyway, it was no longer an ordinary big-headed brute. If he ate it, it might evolve into a fierce beast.

Big head and meatball, they started to accompany me when I was the most difficult at the beginning.

From the bottom of my heart, I treat Big Head and Meatball as brothers.

So seeing the fat and fat eyes, Ding Xiaoyi's heart suddenly became hot. If he can make the big head become as strong as Qiongqi, not to mention whether it can help himself, the key is to see that the big head becomes stronger, and he will also be very strong. happy.

This kind of thinking is like hoping that a child will become a dragon.

Time is limited, since you have made your bet, of course you must choose a pit as soon as possible.

Plus Bai Pangpang, there are exactly five people, and each of the five people chooses a puddle.

I don't participate in this link anymore, after all, no matter whether I win or lose, I am earning blood.

"This is it!"

King Guangqin pondered for a moment, and chose a relatively deep puddle. Across the Yellow Spring, he couldn't figure out what would be below.

Anyway, it's the first time I come, the picture is fresh, it doesn't matter if I win or lose.

Immediately, the big head immediately started to move. I saw its flexible and powerful tentacles, which perfectly performed a set of movements of intubation, activation, and pumping. From the smooth and smooth display, there was no superfluous movement, and it was so skillful that it made people feel distressed.

"Your family's big-headed man is really getting more and more interesting." Zhao He couldn't help clapping his hands in amazement when he saw the big-headed man with his eyes focused.

After choosing the puddle, King Guangqin was naturally relaxed. Standing beside Zhao He, he also nodded in praise.

But the voice changed: "Speaking of the big-headed man hahaha, I remembered that the Lord was catching the big-headed man everywhere, making him jump up and down in the city in vain."

Shangjun is an honorific title, and those who do not directly address each other by their name, or name each other, just use Shangjun instead.

Dan Ding Xiaoyi knew as soon as he heard it that he was talking about a bad old man.

This guy also wants to grab his own head to breed.

At this time, Emperor Song also picked out the puddle, and ran over in a hurry. Hearing this topic, he couldn't help but also laughed.

"Hahaha, I heard that he managed to find someone who could understand human speech, and it turned out"

"As a result, when I saw my mother, I wanted to pounce, and made a lot of jokes. At that time, Shangjun said something and secretly stuffed it under Meng Po's bed. Unfortunately, the goal was too big and it was not realized."

At the beginning because of this incident, there was a lot of fuss in the city, and their heads were as big as a bucket.

Thinking about it today, instead, I started making fun of it as if it were something to talk about after dinner.

"Hmph, Black and White Impermanence often complains to me. He owes a lot of wine money, and he hasn't settled the bill yet. Hey, it's unfortunate for us to have this master!"

Zhao He smiled happily while listening. He didn't expect to hear someone complaining about the old man here. He immediately sat on the meat ball, hugged the melon seeds and candies, and listened with gusto.

While listening, he nodded: "Extremely, this old guy is disrespectful, stealing rape and playing tricks every day, and I don't know why that person on Youshan took a fancy to him in the first place!"

Even his immediate boss started complaining.

King Guangqin and the others naturally let go of their guard, and everyone spat out the old man's scandals with one word or another.

What about snatching other people's drinks, peeking at the female ghost taking a bath, not giving money for meals, etc.

Recently, he was even more vicious. He took the wine ointment and threw it into Po Meng's soup. The wine was so fragrant that it was said that Po Meng chased him ten blocks with a spoon.

The corner of Ding Xiaoyi's mouth twitched a few times while listening.

Subconsciously, he looked outside and his heart jumped up, followed by a layer of goosebumps all over his body.

On the rocks outside, he was dressed in rough linen clothes, with a broken bamboo basket hanging on his back, smoking a cigarette in his hand expressionlessly, with those deep eyes, it made people feel creepy.

"Fuck, when did this old guy come here!"

Immediately, he took half a step back with a guilty conscience, staying far away from these masters.

But when he looked over again, he found that the figure of the bad old man had disappeared.

Silently, as if it had never appeared before.