So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 51: Intention to make friends
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It’s snowing at night.
Beijing suburbs ten miles are full of rich and powerful Zhuangzi Gardens, and there is a small town on the way, which was originally a place for those rich and powerful family servants to rest. Because the rich and powerful traveled, they had to send people a few days in advance to check on the Zhuangzi, and they had to leave reliable servants to watch the Zhuangzi. These servants also began to sell land and buy properties nearby, slowly forming a prosperous town.
This day happens to be the second day of the first lunar month.
Many aristocrats of the aristocracy live in the capital, and Zhuangzi in the suburbs of Beijing is deserted.
The stewards of these gardens, together with their relatives, don’t care whether they are common people or children who have been servants for generations. When the snow stops, they all gather in the small town to drink and gamble for money, and spend a whole year lively.
The banners with dice are waving in the cold wind.
A man in a felt hat walked in with his head bowed and his sleeves closed.
The hustle and bustle in the gambling shop was unusual. The oil lamps on the four walls shook and were a little dim. The tables of the Eight Immortals were crowded with people. The tables were filled with broken silver plates and red-faced gamblers were everywhere.
The big-waisted gambling house was watching, leaning against the wall, looking at everyone with a hostile look.
The man who touched the gambling shop took off his felt hat, and squeezed into the table the size of a gambling dice, and probed his brain-he was dressed a little shabby, with only a jacket on his body, although it was new, it looked like he was new After a few hours of water, but the thin appearance of this wind and snowy day is obviously a servant with no money in his pocket.
Either the owner is particularly stingy, or it is too bad.
The powerful punish those servants who have made mistakes but have a little affection. They are sent to Zhuangzi. These people can only survive the rest of their lives. The world is cold and it is difficult to eat and wear.
It is the New Year’s Day, when you are gifted by your master, you can get some rewards.
This kind of person is common in casinos. The big guy who watched the scene gave him a few contemptuous glances. Without even seeing his appearance, he passed the man.
——He didn’t know that he was looking away.
No matter how many people watch the gambling shop, how can they recognize the Lianjiazi?
This disguised person is Ji Hong.
The residence of Venerable Huanjian is not far from this small town. When Ji Hong came this time, even the blindfold method was useless. He condensed his spiritual power, dodged his gaze, and pretended to be cowering. Then he used black charcoal to lightly smear his forehead and cheekbones. Those domestic servants are generally no different.
In his previous life, Ji Hong felt that everyone in the realm of comprehension had the eyes above the top, the Yuan Ying monks looked down on people below the Jin Dan stage, and the ordinary practitioners did not put mortals in their eyes.
Such ignorance made the eight-tailed foxes hidden in the mortal world and making waves. The righteous demon cultivators were ignorant and questioned each other. Even after the demon fox was rounded up in Beihai County, people still questioned whether the demon fox really existed.
These cultivators, whether they are arrogant or accustomed to avoiding the world, they ignore the commonplace too much.
For example, the blind eye technique they are accustomed to uses is really good, but in case they encounter a cultivator who is higher than the cultivation level, the label “I am a cultivator” is blatantly affixed on the forehead. Especially like Ji Hong today, he sneaked into a place where the monk was completely uninterested and would not come. If he used the trick, then the label would have to add “I have a problem”, “I have bad intentions”, “I Doing something secretly”, is there anything more stupid than this?
This is the sphere of influence of Venerable Huanjian, walking on the road, occasionally encountering one or two magic repairs is not unusual! Everyone has nothing to do these years. Seeing people who are blindfolded, they become curious and play tracking.
——Ji Hong, who thinks he is not a stupid person, shows a sarcasm.
Soon, he converged without a trace, tremblingly took the copper plate from his sleeve, and followed the bet.
Jihong lost it casually, but he didn’t have all his luck, but he sighed every time he lost, which made the people around him disgusted and shouted the poor ghost to get away.
Being shoved a few steps, he didn’t feel annoyed, and continued to lean forward cheeky.
Until an hour later, when he pretended to scan the casino inadvertently again, Ji Hong’s heart jumped, trying his best to contain his inner joy.
The people he’s waiting for are here!
I don’t know when, a young man came in in the noisy gambling house, looking white, but with wicked eyebrows, quietly looking at the people’s sleeves and purse, showing no interest in the dice swaying in the porcelain cup, even at the table. He didn’t care about the heavy pile of money.
It didn’t take long for the boy to determine his goal.
He slowly took out some broken silver, approached a table, and casually began to gamble, but his eyes were always on the jade pendant hanging from the waist of a drunk man beside him.
The pendant is about jade, a bit variegated, but the texture is excellent and it looks very delicate. Eighty percent is leftovers of jade bi, the master rewarded, it seems that this servant is quite powerful, and the master’s identity is not bad.
The man shouted and drank, patted the bank note, looking like he would not lose or win, he was in the mood.
Jihong also pretended to be pushed by someone, and walked around to the table.
The boy looked up at him, Ji Hong only stared at the dice, his face flushed, just like other gamblers.
After a few rounds, the boy started his hand, slid his fingers, and touched the jade pendant. The movements were very light-but before he could slip away, the big man in the audience shouted angrily and took a few steps forward. Pick up the collar of the boy.
“Little thief! Dare to stretch a paw in our gambling house?”
Everyone at the gaming table was shocked and touched their pockets.
The young man struggled a bit and said angrily: “You brat, what nonsense? I bet here with good luck, you are very lucky, don’t spit out!”
“My Hetian jade pendant!” The owner yelled, and grabbed the young man with his hand in reverse, and said viciously, “Did you steal it, send it off!”
Looking next to the lively sneer: “The king is in charge, the yamen rests in the first month! Besides, if you go to the government for this matter, your master will also dislike it. If you find something, interrupt his hand, that’s it.”
The owner glanced at the young man angrily, and found that he was dressed in a simple and ordinary manner. He looked like a foreigner. His eyes were very fierce: “Boy, ask your family to redeem it with some money, and I will let you go. .”
“You guys are talking nonsense!” The young man struggled and yelled, pointing at the big guy who was watching the casino, “Which eye did you see the little master stealing from him?”
“Huh!”
The big man at the scene smiled, “Boy, I’ll be watching you when you come in! Last year you stole the Xu family’s third-hands snuff bottle in our gambling house, and beat you up, dare to come this year?” /
When the owner heard that he was not someone with a history, he immediately lifted his spirits, rolled up his sleeves and yelled in anger and anger, “Take this kid out, find things out, beat them up, throw them out, freeze to death and count me!”
The boy’s original nonchalant expression suddenly changed, he took out the pendant, threw it out, and took a sip: “Who is this worthless scraps? Minions will still be minions in the next life!”
“You—fight!”
Suddenly, the gambling shop seemed to be boiling. There was a round of punches and kicks. Some unrelated people also fished and kicked a few times in troubled waters.
Jihong didn’t go to join in the fun, just pointed at the gaming table and shouted: “It can’t be opened yet, I’m placing a bet!”
The dealer who rolled the dice glanced at him lazily and opened the cup, which was three o’clock inside.
Jihong was overjoyed and shouted with his neck: “Haha, I won, pay soon. I placed a bet of fifty bronzes.”
Although the silver money in the casino is messed up, of course the dealer remembers to place a bet, especially Ji Hong, a poor ghost, who wandered for an hour, and the total amount of money from his sleeve was not 50 coins. So much!
“What did you say?” The dealer had long seen this poor ghost uncomfortable. “Come on, someone scammed!”
Ji Hong got angry and raised the table yelling: “You only scammed or cheated! I lost a penny or two!”
“Drag this mess up and fight!”
So Jihong was also madly beaten by ping-pong.
“Manager Wang, are you still picking up this little thief’s clothes?”
“How much money is the clothes worth? Interrupt your hands and feet and just throw it away!” The owner felt very unhappy, and it was really bad for the Chinese New Year to come out like this.
The big guy watching the gambling shop gave Jihong a good meal, then dragged the two out together, opened the curtain at the door of the gambling shop, and threw it directly into the middle of the road like this, both of their faces were covered with snow in.
The night is dark, because there is no curfew in the first month, the town’s tavern sing houses are constantly singing, three or four drunk Laihan are thrown out, no one stops to watch.
The wind and snow are tight, and passers-by pass by.
“This gambling shop must use fake dice!”
Ji Hong slapped the snow fiercely and raised his head in anger.
The thief who was beaten up next to him with a bruised face, his bones made a strange noise, and then he sat up easily.
“Bah.” The young boy turned his mouth to the gambling house and muttered an swear word, “I am so busy that I forgot to visit this gambling house with this face.”
The two looked at each other in the snow, and Ji Hong opened his mouth in surprise:
“This…friend?”
“Uh-huh.” The boy was unhappy.
“The jade pendant was worth one hundred and eighty taels of silver and was beaten by a mortal. Is this a bargain?” Ji Hong grabbed a handful of snow, wiped off the charcoal on his face, and some moles on it. I added a blindfold to the surroundings, took out the clothes from the storage bag, flicked and put on them, and when he stood up again, he looked like a turbulent son again.
The young boy’s eyes lit up: “Doesn’t Taoists use blindfold methods?”
“Ha, I have a shallow cultivation base, so I only want to gamble. Since I was ten, I often pretend to go out and have fun. Later, my family changed drastically and was almost exiled. Fortunately, I was well-founded and rescued.” Ji Hong said with a smile. “After a few years, I am worthy of the pill formation, but the sound of the dice can not be forgotten. I had to sneak out and enjoy it.”
The young man nodded repeatedly, seeming to agree with this.
Two fingers bend back and forth, sighing: “This year’s juvenile addiction is really unchangeable for a lifetime!”
“The Taoists have a profound cultivation base, and I have not discovered it before. I don’t know if there is a place where Ji Hong can help when I come to the capital.” Ji Hong respectfully but calmly said, secretly complimenting the other side’s blindness. No flaws.
The boy looked at him with great interest: “You were beaten, but you are not upset?”
Jihong shrugged: “Not much, I’ve been beaten ten times this year!” He said that his expression changed suddenly, and said fiercely, “That’s weird! The mercury-filled dice, I No matter how you listen to the sound, it’s not right!”
“Haha.” The boy laughed, “How clever a mortal is, even if it is my generation’s magic cultivation, I can’t see it!”
Ji Hong was delighted when he heard the words, but he concealed it well.
The young man saw in his eyes that he felt a little more good for this companion in trouble. This young man was born in the market, and no matter how well he hides it, he still can’t help but commit old problems.
Stealing ill-gotten wealth is not enough, but we will never steal the poor.
Besides, being rich doesn’t mean you are a villain. How can you tell the strangers who are good and who are bad when you stand on the street?
So he likes to go to the gambling shop and go into the kiln/zi to be a thief.
“Come on, I invite fellow daoists to drink!” The young man didn’t take back his blindfold, and patted Jihong on the shoulder happily, “I have nothing to do when I enter Beijing this time. It’s the New Year’s Day, just stroll around. .”
One of the two finds each other interesting, the quirks are rare, and the other is interested in making friends, and soon talks in full swing.
Jihong two generations are humans, have experienced people, and are well aware of the hidden strangeness and true identity of the other party, and even more witty remarks, every sentence is in the heart of the young man.
When I arrived at a restaurant, the food had not yet been served, and the two had been familiar with each other like old friends for many years.
“Oh… I’m a thief in the market. I didn’t know my parents or surname since I was a child, so I called me Xiaoliuzi.” The boy took a knife and drank, very enjoyable, “New Year, I want to see Master , In the result of the Chinese New Year, they told me to shut my door! The dead old man is getting more and more shameless!”
Ji Hong held the cup and sighed: “My master, he died many years ago. He said it was a magic repair, but he didn’t do anything to harm the world. He was killed by a Yuanying monk sent by the aggregation.”
“Are you near the suburbs of Beijing, would you like to come to be a member of Venerable Huanjian?” The young man squinted at him.
“Yes, it’s a pity that I have a shallow cultivation.” Ji Hong replied without mentioning his identity or asking the other party’s origin. He only advised wine and food, and also introduced the signature dishes here. The boy was very satisfied and smiled. .
“Your roots are really good, and you will be promoted to the Nascent Soul Stage in the future to take revenge. It is a matter of time.” The boy squinted.
Jihong had a meal, and smiled casually: “Thanks for the good words, it’s just that the righteous way deceives me too much, it’s not a day or two. Say what to do, drink!”
The young man nodded, holding a hip flask, and said angrily: “There are too many bad masters in this world, the one in my house is! He doesn’t teach me swordsmanship, saying that I don’t look like a sword! What else would I do? My apprentice, I hate that I can’t steal any money, so I want to go out to be a performer! Dead old man! So rich, he doesn’t even have a drink when he comes to the house every year and every year, and even this apprentice I don’t even want me this year!”
He slapped the table and Ji Hong only poured wine and didn’t speak.
A smile flashed through her narrow eyes.
——If it weren’t for rebirth, if he was a Mahayana monk before Jihong got into trouble, how could he know that Venerable Huanjian, who has a profound cultivation base, loves to play shadow puppetry?
The first Venerable Demon Dao, the disciple of Huanjian’s disciple, Venerable Splitian, does not seem to have a good relationship with Venerable Huanjian. In fact, he has to avoid people’s eyes to see Master every year, and he even likes to steal things in the market. What about hobbies?