Chapter 1: Cheongsam Woman

It happened to be the National Day holiday, and a small town called Jinshi Town in southern Sichuan was more lively than usual. However, the people coming and going on the streets were still there, and there were very few tourists from other places. Apart from the locals, there were villagers from nearby villages.

The people here are not very lucky. In the warm and humid climate environment in the south, the mountains are bare, with no delicacies and fruits. Locals cannot rely on the mountains to eat, and there are no scenic spots and large numbers of tourists to visit. Fortunately, Jinshi Town is located at the intersection of several towns. Relying on economic contributions in agriculture, transportation, accommodation, etc., although it is not rich, at least it is not poor.

In fact, the most important reason why Jinshi Town can attract frequent visitors from nearby villages and towns is the underground "entertainment activities". However, those that are all unofficial. No matter how economic benefits it can create, there is no benefit to the finances of the town. A large amount of money flows into the personal pockets, so Jinshi Town is a place where undergolds surge.

It was almost midnight, and there were few pedestrians on the main street of the town. Except for a few small restaurants that were open in the evening, there were no lights at all, which seemed particularly depressed and lonely. However, this was just a superficial phenomenon. Anyone who knew the inside story knew how lively it was under the calm ground of Jinshi Town. Just like the largest and already full hotel in the town, although it was pitch black now, it seemed that all the guests had fallen asleep. But as long as you were led by an insider, you could hear the noise and buzz inside at the end of the corridor and turn to the underground floor, you could hear the noise and buzz inside from three doors.

"Big big!! Small! Alas!"

"Buy it will be free! Buy it will be free! Get it, fifteen!"

"Four spans and four, little five, with moths, little six o'clock - Damn!"

"Heaven! Earth! Leopard! The dealer wins!"

This seemingly regular and even a bit rustic hotel turned out to be an underground gambling house.

The gambling house is not very large, but it has all kinds of gambling tools and gambling methods. The whole room is filled with smoke and smoky; each gambling table is surrounded by people, and everyone is devoted to the expression; the face, figure, and makeup are vulgar, but the waitress with exposed clothes is shuttled back and forth, delivering food, wine and chips to the guests; the face is full of flesh and blood and fierce lights are guarding the door and passage, as if a wolf is staring at the meat, and the situation in the venue is as if a wolf is staring at the meat; shouts, curses, excited shouts and unwilling provocations fill every corner. At first glance, the eyes are all the most evil and greedy sentient beings in human nature.

"Old He, get out of here! If you have nothing to do, come and get rid of the white skin. Be careful that I will scold you and let you be a rabbit for everyone!" The gambling banker who served as the Paijiu Banker called a tall and thin man.

"Liang Guazi, look forward to the door next time, don't let him in!" said the head of another gambling table, pointing to a big man who seemed arrogant and stupid by the door. "This unlucky guy who lost his family sold all the property left by his son and his greedy wife. He didn't see him win back a single money back. He kept losing on the day he came here. He deliberately let him not win. I have been in this industry for so many years, but I have never seen a more unlucky person than him." He didn't mean to let Lao He make a decision, just to see if he can win, but the result made him disappointed and surprised. This man, Lao He, has gone to his ancestral grave.

"Yes, he didn't owe much money anyway, so let's drive him away! I'll ruin our farm's luck again." Another person in charge said, "Don't underestimate the thing about luck, it's very evil!"

Upon hearing this, the thug called Liang Guazi walked up and picked up the man named Lao He. Lao He was too thin and could not resist Liang Guazi's arm. With too much force, he was thrown out like a little chicken. He happened to fall under a gambling table, which shocked the gambler to scatter everywhere.

"I won't stand here anymore. Lao He's body is lying by, it must be the same as the place where the child is buried. He is so lucky that he will never lose all the time!" The gambler who was hit secretly called bad luck and quickly changed the place.

Seeing this, another thug walked over quickly, grabbed Lao He and pushed it to the door, opened his thin fingers that were stalking on the door frame, threw him out, and then closed the door "bang", as if he was afraid of bad luck entering the door, and said to himself, "I have seen someone who is good at gambling, but I have never seen someone who is so gambled. Damn, I am convinced!" As he said that, he couldn't help looking out from the hole in the window that was too small to be considered a window. Seeing Lao He fell to the ground and didn't move, he didn't care at the moment, and turned around and continued to look at the venue, knowing that the gambler was just stealing the wine of other gamblers and was drunk.

It is not easy for a bad guy like this to die. The so-called good guys don’t live long, and disasters last for thousands of years are true!

As he expected, the man named Lao He was indeed drunk. He lay on the ground for a long time before getting up. He looked left and right with his confused eyes. On the left was the thick wooden door of the underground gambling house, and on the right was the dark secret passage. He hesitated for a moment, and first slapped the door of the betting house, and after a few strokes, he ignored him and slapped him again. He was not willing to give up until a fierce face appeared at the window and cursed him. He was scared and got up and walked out the door.

He dreamed of peony last night, and the dream interpreter said that peony is wealth and honor, which destined to be rich and he would soon become rich, so he sold his bed board early in the morning and raised some money to gamble. The bed board was a real hardwood, and it was a whole piece, but it didn't even sell it for one-tenth of its own value. But he didn't care, as long as he could win, everything would come back. Do you still care about two bed boards?

He thought all this was the care of the God of Wealth, because he had already ruined his family for gambling. Even his beautiful wife who had been married for less than two years was abducted and sold to a foreign land by him. He never thought that his two bed boards were worth a little money. He suddenly remembered it when he fell from the bed in a dream in the morning.

He hadn't been to this favorite gambling house for a long time, so he was able to enter the door by saying all his good things. However, he was full of confidence and lost all his money in just a few seconds. The wealth in his dream did not come. He was both desperate and angry. Everyone in the gambling house knew that he could no longer squeeze out the remaining money and refused to pay him gambling funds for credit, but he refused to leave. He kept scrambling around at various gambling tables, and felt extremely satisfying when he only watched other people gambling. By the way, he stole the wine from those who were thirsty. As he looked at him, his envy and boredom were unwilling to mix in bad wine. In the end, he couldn't stand firm when he got drunk and was thrown out by the people in the gambling house!

The night wind in autumn became a little cold. Walking on the empty street, the night wind blew, the slightly drunk feeling that had already faded slowly came up again, making Lao He stagger and floating, as if the whole world had shaking, slowly leaving the road.

Kick - Kick -

Listening to his footsteps, he looked up and saw that the moon was bright and the night was clear. Why did he get darker and darker? He stopped and looked around. He saw that he was in a long and dark alley with doors on both sides of the houses closed and there was no popularity at all.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly. He thought to himself, it's midnight. In addition to himself, a gambling man, are there any normal people wandering around the streets? But why is it so cold? Although his clothes have been sold out, it's the ninth month of the lunar calendar. In their place, the weather is still very hot. Are people in trouble and even their yang energy weak? I can't stand the chill of night cold!

Moreover, he seemed to be lost. He had never been to this place before. But he was born and raised here, and he didn't know which street in the town was, so why didn't he know it?

He was puzzled and walked slowly forward. After walking for about five minutes, he actually came to the end!

There was no choice but to turn around and go back. Anyway, he had nothing to do, and no one would wait for him. Let's walk slowly. Jinshi Town is so big that it will definitely come before dawn.

He lowered his head and turned around, but he was stopped as if he had hit something.

"Who blocked my way? It's been midnight!" Lao He shouted with alcohol, no one answered him, only two sneers from a woman came.

The sound was very sharp and sounded like it came from a very far place, but it seemed to be in my ears. It was accompanied by the smell of Peking Opera and was blowing with a gust of night wind, which made Lao He feel sweat for no reason. He woke up most of the time. He blinked his eyes twice and looked in front of him.

I saw two pairs of embroidered shoes on the ground, one of which is a normal size, and the other is an authentic three-inch golden lotus shoes. However, the two pairs of shoes have the same green satin face, with black satin edges, and pink peony flowers, yellow stamens, and a butterfly on the toe of the shoes. They look extremely gorgeous, but also extremely ancient.

Further up are four white calves, and then the hem of the Dahong embroidered cheongsam!

There were two people following him all the time, but he didn't notice anything! There was no sound or breathing. Although he was drunk, he could not be completely unconscious! Unless they were not human!

Thinking of this, Old He was shocked and did not dare to move. His pants were dripping from his thighs, and all the alcoholic intentions turned into urine.

"Sister, is this trash OK?" said a woman. The normal-sized pair of Tianzu moved for a moment, as if she wanted to leave.

"It's him, he's so gambler and he's so careless. It's him, I don't want to look for him anymore!" Sancha Jinlian took a step forward, scaring Lao He almost died. He wanted to run away, but he still couldn't take a step.

"Raise your head." A voice said in a gloomy voice. From the first words they said were all the tone of Peking Opera recitation.

Old He was trembling, how dare he look up?

"Raise your head!" The voice roared, scaring Lao He so much that he looked up subconsciously.

In front of them, there were two women standing, each wearing a big red cheongsam, with a white silk cheongsam on his collar, and a large peony embroidered on his chest. In this alley as dark as the underworld, two women suddenly appeared, which seemed beautiful and terrifying, and their faces made Lao He even more shocked and lost half of his soul!

Their faces were covered with oil paint, and they couldn't see their original faces at all, but their white faces, bloody lips, pink cheeks, and black eyebrows that were as dark as the hair. They were all dressed as female dan in Peking Opera!

Lao He shook like a dead leaf in the autumn wind, and did not even have the power to move a finger, so he could only let the three-inch golden lotus get closer and closer.

"Can't be clumsy!" The Tianzu 'woman' snorted coldly.

Three-inch Golden Lotus looked back at her companion, then looked back at Lao He, and her neck turned 360 degrees, "Aren't you scared to death?" They still spoke in Peking Opera dialogue, as if they kept saying this and forever!

"No - dare not - scare -"

Sancity Jinlian laughed, "It's good that I'm not scared to death. You'll be scared tomorrow. Don't scare me to death then, so you'll be truly lucky!"

“Yes – Yes –”

"It's really pitiful!" The semantics are gentle, but the tone is gloomy. He patted Lao He's shoulder with one hand, making him feel the coldness of his bones. His legs, which were barely standing, weakened and fell directly to the ground.

"We sisters do good deeds and want to make the characters happy. I chose you today. You really burned the incense from your ancestors." The three-inch golden lotus paced in front of Lao He's face. Lao He found that their feet were not touching the ground and there was no shadow on the ground. Then he was convinced that he had really met a ghost on the night road. But when he thought about the word "ghost", he broke out in cold sweat again, thinking that they were coming to kill him, so he quickly begged for mercy.

"Two, Immortals, we have no grievances in the past and no grudges in the near future, so you spare me! If there is anything unfinished, just give me instructions, I will do my best to make you have no regrets behind you. Please treat me as a fart and let it go! There is something offending today, I am sorry! I am sorry! I will burn more paper money tomorrow to repay you for your grace of not killing you." As he said that, the power came from, he got up and kowtowed desperately, and hit the ground with a 'bang dong' sound.

"This is a slight statement!" Tianzu said contemptuously.

"Whoever wants your dog to come, we will help you!" Sancity Jinlian said softly, "As long as you listen to our words, we will guarantee that you will win again and again from now on, and will become the general of Changsheng at the gambling table!"

Her last voice was very long. It was very terrifying to hear it, but Old He liked to bet, and at this time he heard the word "gamble". He saw that these two "women" had no intention of killing him. He also heard that they could win but not lose. As soon as he relieved his bad luck for many years, he couldn't help but become more courageous and asked, "Really?"

"Yes!" said Sanchuang Jinlian, "As long as you promise to do something for us, and you pass the test tomorrow, you can become a god of gambling!"

When Lao He heard this, he couldn't help but forget to be afraid and almost jumped up with excitement. He looked up at the two women. Although he was shocked by the unchanging and strange faces on their faces, he finally saw clearly what they were wearing.

No wonder he dreamed of peony flowers, it was indeed a help from the gods! He thought half happy and half afraid, and did not think about how these two female ghosts with gloomy behavior could become human guardian gods?!

"So what are you happy?" Tianzu said disgustedly, "You have a contract with us. If you cannot fulfill our wish, you will die without a burial place! Besides, you don't know if you will be scared to death tomorrow night!"

"Forget it, why scare him? He is dead, aren't we causing trouble?" Sanchuang Jinlian smiled for a while, "He Fugui, tomorrow, come to the valley on the south side of Tietou Mountain with incense, candles and paper money. Remember, if you meet us today, even if you agree to our conditions, so if you don't come - hum!"

She snorted coldly, suddenly turned around and left, leaving only He Fugui staring blankly at their backs, disappearing in the darkness as if melting.

Tietou Mountain is the back mountain of their town. It is named because it is bare and has no plants and only has stones. The ravine on the south side is a mass grave. Few people dare to go during the day, but tomorrow he goes in the middle of the night.
Chapter completed!