I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality-Chapter 264 - 148: One Man, Three Shadows—Foes Reunited

Great evil often stems from gentleness, deep hatred usually arises from love.

After Jin Wanshan failed to gain honor by selling his father, he began a life of murder, arson, and robbery.

In this way, about sixteen years passed, and Jin Wanshan, who had been promoted to Incense Master in the Celestial Heart Sect, returned to the Capital City.

Having not returned to his hometown for sixteen years, Jin Wanshan was filled with emotion. He passed by West Guard Street, and instead of seeing his mother, he saw a stranger’s family living in his old house.

Jin Wanshan looked at the family of three. The man was taciturn, the woman was shrewish, and there was a little child with a topknot running back and forth with a pinwheel at the door.

Having practiced martial arts for over ten years and with a significantly changed appearance, Jin Wanshan approached to inquire about his family’s affairs.

The taciturn man turned out to be a friendly person; whatever Jin Wanshan asked, he answered. After all the questions were answered, Jin Wanshan understood what had happened in his family over the years.

Sixteen years ago, Carpenter Jin ’disappeared.’ Jin Wanshan, due to his crimes being exposed, became a regular on the Sea Arrest Warrant.

The Jin Family was confiscated by the government. Jin mother was sentenced to six months of labor as punishment for failing to raise her son well, though the accusations were unsubstantiated.

However, two months into her imprisonment, Jin mother hanged herself en route.

Upon learning about his family’s situation, rather than being sad or upset, Jin Wanshan smiled and thanked the taciturn man with a cupped hand salute.

Before leaving, the child with the pinwheel waved at him.

His subordinates asked Incense Master Jin where they should go next.

Incense Master Jin replied, "To the gambling den!"

After being away for sixteen years, the place where he almost gambled himself to death back then had always been a sore spot in his heart.

Now that he had returned triumphantly, he had to reclaim his old haunt.

In the gambling den, Jin Wanshan, whose martial arts had advanced significantly, won several consecutive rounds. It was then that he realized that most of the dealers in the casino possessed some level of martial arts cultivation.

In addition, there were also touts disguised as gamblers. When someone won a lot, these touts, adept in sleight of hand or quick and nimble, would win back the gambler’s money with interest.

Jin Wanshan genuinely found it boring.

He used to think gambling was fun, but today he found it dull and uninteresting.

It’s all a swindle. Instead of this, wouldn’t it be more exciting for two people to draw lots to decide life and death? The winner lives, and the loser dies - now that’s interesting!

On his way out of the city, passing by West Direct Bridge, there were fortune tellers on the bridge. Jin Wanshan suddenly realized, "In these sixteen years, I have killed like a devil, but I hadn’t gambled again. Considering today was the first time in sixteen years that I won a bet!"

That evening, as Jin Wanshan was leaving the Capital City, he once again passed by his old home. The child with the topknot was still playing at the door.

Jin Wanshan approached with a smile, flipped his palm, and pulled out two copper coins.

"Hey kid, let’s play a guessing game with these copper coins, shall we?"

Jin Wanshan separated the two copper coins, holding one in each hand, and said, "Guess which hand has the copper coin, and if you guess right, I’ll give you the coins..."

Child, with snot bubbling from his nose, happily said, "One coin in each hand!"

"Oh dear," Jin Wanshan said with a sinister smile, "You see, neither of my hands has a coin!"

The child looked at Jin Wanshan in disbelief as he opened his calloused palms, empty with no sign of a single copper coin!

"A bet’s a bet. If you lose, you have to accept the punishment."

"What punishment?" The child asked innocently.

"A child who loses a bet has no parents to love him."

Jin Wanshan seemed to be talking about himself, or maybe about the child. The sunset that evening was very red, and the child’s home was also very red, with blood all over the yard...

At the Funeral Shop, Xu Qing pondered the limitations of the Gambling Death Technique. For ordinary people, it was just about testing gambling skills and luck, with the referee being fate.

The winner lives, the loser dies, with no room for cheating.

But on the other hand, who would bet their life for no reason? If one side is very strong, why would they bother to gamble with you, when they could just take action?

Thought Xu Qing, perhaps only evenly matched opponents, both desperate for the other’s death but unable to act, might resort to this curse technique.

"A living person who loses a gamble will die, but if a dead person participates..."

Zombies can lose countless times, but as long as they win once...

Xu Qing’s eyes lit up, but then he shook his head. This Gambling Death Technique was too limited; convincing others to participate in the gamble was not easy.

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In a room full of corpses, Xu Qing moved his attention from Jin Wanshan’s body to Ling Yangzi.

Come to think of it, Ling Yangzi from the Celestial Master’s Mansion and Jin Wanshan of the Jinmen Gang were not meeting for the first time.

Fourteen years ago, at the Jin Family’s old residence on West Guard Street, Ling Yangzi and Jin Wanshan had already encountered each other.

Back then, Ling Yangzi was just a child with a pinwheel, running around aimlessly.

Later, Jin Wanshan took out two copper plates, tricking him into guessing a gamble. Because of that wrong guess, Ling Yangzi lost his parents.

At that time, the bloodstains in the courtyard were more vivid than the fiery clouds in the sky, the glaring blood reflecting the silhouette of Jin Wanshan leaving with a knife.

From that moment, a deep imprint was etched in Ling Yangzi’s heart.

The neighbors heard the commotion and came to ask what happened.

But as soon as they entered and saw the brutal scene, everyone was dumbfounded.

Only Ling Yangzi stood dazed in the blood, neither crying nor making a fuss, just staring at the doorway.

Later, officials came and asked Ling Yangzi if he remembered the murderer’s appearance?

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