Chapter 254 Liars in Beiyue City
The world in Beiyue City is new from head to toe to Chen Mo and Yi Tingsheng.
After passing the unbearable residence, the two walked onto a wide avenue, but after taking only two steps, a rush of footsteps came from behind them.
Chen Mo turned around and looked around. A group of monks under the city gate were running towards them with excitement on their faces. They even ignored the passers-by and almost knocked them down.
He quickly turned sideways and stretched out his spiritual snake technique, and was able to escape the crazy crowd.
Yi Tingsheng, who had been here once, was also confused. The two-foot-long monk was confused. He looked forward and back until he heard the monks' murmurs in his ears.
"Hurry, it's about to open, it's about to open! I will definitely win the big prize this time!"
"The last time I opened the armor, Ren, E, A, C..."
Chen Mo heard this clearly, and in the process of avoiding the crowd, he was involuntarily pulled in front of a gambling house.
In front of the door, a high platform was built.
Standing on the high platform was an old Taoist with an immortal spirit, and on both sides stood a well-dressed and beautiful female cultivator.
The two raised their heads slightly and could see clearly.
"Brother Chen, what are you doing? Why are there so many people?" Yi Tingsheng asked.
“You’ll know just by looking at it.”
At this moment, the old Taoist on the high platform pushed out a huge wooden barrel, and then two outstanding-looking female cultivators carried the barrel around the high platform. He walked around in a circle, signaling to everyone that the barrel was empty.
The monks in the audience were even more excited.
Then, the old Taoist took out ten more dominoes, with "A", "B" and "C" respectively engraved on them... Ten Heavenly Stems.
The female cultivator also held it and asked the people around to check it, and finally threw it into the barrel.
When the old Taoist reached out to pick up the dominoes, the surrounding area suddenly became quiet, and the breathing of the monks could be vaguely heard. It was obvious that the hearts of these people were in their throats.
Soon, the first domino was taken out.
【Gen】!
The veteran held it up for a while and then handed it to the female cultivator.
“Ah!”
“It’s Geng!”
“Geng! Geng! What I bought is Geng!”
The emergence of the first domino has already revealed the chaos in the world.
Some are happy and some are sad, and Chen Mo seems to understand that the gambling house not only relies on gambling, but also plays something similar to "lottery"!
Next, he was no longer interested.
After all, for him, there is no need to get rich overnight through this unfair method.
Just when Chen Mo was pulling Yi Tingsheng to leave, a handsome young monk wearing brocade clothes, fair face, and holding a folding fan stopped them.
"You two look a little unfamiliar."
"There are nearly a million people in Beiyue City, can fellow Taoists recognize them?" Chen Mo replied with a smile.
Obviously Yu Qiqi did not expect that the other party would answer like this, "That's a bit difficult, but I can recognize the people who come here."
The other party is all dressed up. His cultivation far surpassed that of Chen Mo and Yi Tingsheng.
At least he is a monk in the middle stage of foundation building. Although such people can be seen everywhere in Beiyue City, Chen Mo doesn't want to offend him to death.
"I wonder what you are doing?"
"The Tiandao tickets issued by the Nie family have accumulated a prize pool of one million spiritual stones. As long as you win the top prize of twenty bets, you can monopolize it. Daoist friends Are you interested?”
“Tiandao Ticket?” Chen Mo was a little surprised by this name.
Next, Yu Qiqi gave a brief introduction. This also let the two of them know that the Tiandao Ticket lottery will be held once a month, and a gambling house will be randomly selected at the lottery location. One year is a cycle. If no one wins, all the spiritual stones will be accumulated into the next prize pool.
It only takes one low-grade spiritual stone to get fifty thousand times the return.
This also gives the low-level monks living under the city a glimmer of hope. They have seen with their own eyes that the monks around them successfully moved out and entered the center of Beiyue City because they won the big prize!
"Fellow Taoist, are you interested?"
Yi Tingsheng was a little moved when he heard this, but Chen Mo shook his head unmoved.
Can you believe this lottery thing?
"If fellow Taoist just spends 1 piece of spiritual stone to buy a bet, I don't recommend fellow Taoist to participate." Yu Qiqi still had an indifferent expression, even if he tried to persuade him, "One piece of low-grade spiritual stone, you can get what you want." The possibility is too small, it's better to just practice."
"But, I think Taoist friends are handsome and extraordinary, so they are naturally among the best, so I found the two of them."
Chen Mo didn't know what kind of medicine the other party was selling in his gourd, and his words became more and more fantasy.
It wasn’t until this sentence was shaken out that he knew the other party’s true intention!
“Two fellow Taoists, I have inside information. With only 3,000 spirit stones, I guarantee that you will win at least 5 to 5 spirit stones next month!”
Chen Mo couldn't help but feel cursed in his heart.
Is the fraud industry in Beiyue City so developed?
What happened now was beyond his expectation again. He did not expect that the monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes in front of him was actually a liar.
Yi Tingsheng on the side showed excitement.
“Really?”
"That's natural. My father has a close relationship with the Nie family, so he can still get some inside information."
Seeing a fish taking the bait, Yu Qiqi spared no effort.
But Yi Tingsheng looked at Chen Mo, and then said with aggrieved and helpless expression: "But we don't have that many spirit stones."
"Then how many do you have? "Yu Qiqi asked.
“I have five dollars.”
"Where is your friend?"
"I don't know."
"How about two people working together? When one person buys a bet, it will be 100,000 spiritual stones!"
To be honest, Chen Mo didn't want to have any communication with the person in front of him, but he suddenly realized something, so he said, "I don't know what you call your friend?"
"Yu Qiqi, just call me Brother Yu.”
"Fellow Daoist Yu, we are Ling Zhifu who farm at the foot of the mountain. We have handed over all our burdens to the guards. However, we still have some grain. If we sell it, we should be able to make a fortune. I don't know where there is a store to collect grain."
"Ling Zhifu?"
As soon as he heard this, Yu Qiqi's interest suddenly became a little higher.
It was this subtle change that Chen Mo caught.
It stands to reason that Ling Zhifu’s status and money are not higher than those of the casual cultivators living under the city, but the other party’s reaction obviously means that they are more likely to be deceived!
So, Yu Qiqi enthusiastically took the initiative to lead the way:
"This is on me! Let's go! I will take you to the largest trading house in Beiyue City, where I will definitely give you a reasonable and fair price! I Let me tell you, when it comes to selling grain, you should go to big trading houses. Don’t believe those small shops. They claim to give you a higher purchase price, but secretly they don’t know how to take advantage of you. Those people are typical liars. Don’t believe it!”
He was very happy.
This sentence is not true.
The more food these two people sell, the more money they make, and the more spiritual stones they end up in their pockets!
(End of this chapter)