MTL - Look In the Mirror-v2 Chapter 658 don't ask for anything

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  Chapter 658 Ask for something else

  The little Taoist smiled slightly, his eyes shining.

  It seems that his purpose is to attract Bu Qingyun.

  Bu Qingyun is the God of Gamblers.

   In terms of gambling, he is naturally a rare opponent.

  As the gold-lettered signboard of Qinghong Villa, he cherishes his feathers very much, and rarely ends up betting against others.

  Win, but a little money.

   But once you lose, it will be the century-old signature of Qinghong Villa.

  If Qinghong Villa wants to be stable, he must not fail.

   "Master Daoist, I don't know what you want to bet with Bu Mou?"

  Bu Qingyun stabilized his mind, although he felt uneasy when he met the little Taoist priest in front of him.

  But things have come to this point, and the arrow has to be fired.

   "What bet?"

  The little Taoist scratched at his hair, and suddenly put his hand into his bosom, touching here and scratching there.

   When I stretched it out again, I already had several treasures in my hand.

  Seeing this scene, Bu Qingyun's face turned green.

  Because these treasures are the treasures of the town store that he won from Qinghong Villa.

  Each one is priceless, not under Lianzhu Jade Sword.

   "How about betting a stone on you with these?"

   "A rock?!"

  Hearing this, Bu Qingyun suddenly opened his eyes wide, his face full of horror.

  Of course he knew what the other party was talking about.

  A stone that can withstand so many treasures at once is naturally not an ordinary stone.

  'Confused Buddha Relic'.

  The delusion Buddha relic that I placed high hopes on, but also made me walk on thin ice!

  It's just... how did this little Taoist know?

   Could it be the killing temple? Or Xiangfei Valley?

   Soon Bu Qingyun shook his head.

   This kind of secret, if outsiders know it, they will never reveal it, and they will make fun of themselves.

   It's not good, and if you don't do it, you might get angry.

   "Don't need to think too much about it."

   "The person who lost that stone to you back then had a certain relationship with Xiaodao."

"I see."

  Bu Qingyun couldn't help feeling a little dazed when he heard the words.

   At that time, he was a fledgling, and he had not officially taken over the banner of Qinghong Villa.

  But he has already shown his edge in gambling.

  Just debuted, he can compete with Elder Guo Huai Guo, and each has his own wins and losses.

   Afterwards, a series of formations were set up, and the gambling games were spread widely, sincerely inviting the masters of the eight wildernesses to show their power.

   It can be said that when it comes to gambling skills, there are only a handful of people in the entire Eight Wilds who can compare with themselves.

   Thinking of it, Yao is also very energetic.

  But these alone are not enough to inherit the position of Patriarch.

  The turning point that really allowed me to carry the banner of Qinghong Villa was when I won the 'Huo Buddha Relic' and quickly covered up the news.

  Thinking about it now, the wandering monk who lost to him at that time was probably not an ordinary person.

  It’s just that relic that deceives Buddha…

  Bu Qingyun took a deep look at the other party.

   "The Taoist priest seems to have come prepared."

  Fuyun put away his cynicism at this time, his eyes were a little more profound, and he sighed: "ε=(ο`*))) Alas, there is no way."

   "Xiaodao is also to use it to save lives."

  Bu Qingyun glanced at the treasures piled up on the table, then at the little Taoist priest with a serious face, and finally sighed: "Can you give me some consideration for a day."

   "At this time tomorrow, Bu will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

  The little Taoist gave him a deep look: "Forget it."

   "I have waited for so many days, and this day is not bad."

   After speaking, he turned around and walked out the door.

   Even the pile of treasures won back before was completely ignored.

   "Master..."

  Bu Qingyun was about to say a reminder, but the little Taoist priest had already disappeared.

   It's just that there are still lingering sounds in my ears, intermittent.

   "Poverty is not about greed for wealth and wealth, it has nothing to do with it."

  Bu Qingyun watched the sound come out, his eyes were full of thoughts.

  This little Taoist priest is young, but his realm is quite high.

   "Father, this Taoist priest is really an expert."

   Hearing Bu Lingbo's voice behind him, Bu Qingyun withdrew his gaze.

   "That's right, it's us who judge the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

   After finishing speaking, he remembered the matter of the "Confused Buddha Relic", and couldn't help but frown again.

   "Father, why not..."

  Bu Qingyun raised his hand to stop her, then looked around, and said in a deep voice, "We'll talk about it when we go back."

"Yes!"

  …

  Qinghong Villa, inner courtyard.

   Apart from members of the Bu family and true disciples, there are no outsiders here.

  Bu Hengqiu walked up and down in the yard, his face full of anxiety.

  Since the last jade distribution meeting at the Shasheng Temple, he has been imprisoned in the backyard of the Bu family.

  Just heard from his subordinates that Bu Qingyun took Bu Lingbo to the casino, and he couldn't help feeling jealous.

  So I couldn't help but come out of the room, and waited for Bu Qingyun to come back to find a sense of presence.

   Not long after, there was a rush of footsteps.

   It was Bu Qingyun, Bu Lingbo, and several other personal disciples.

   "Father, you are finally back."

   "I don't know what's going on today? That bull-nosed Taoist priest, is there..."

  Before he finished speaking, Bu Qingyun raised his foot and hit Bu Hengqiu's thigh.

"go away!"

  Since he came back from the jade distribution meeting last time, he has been displeased with this son everywhere.

  He would often ask himself: I, Bu Qingyun, can be considered resourceful, why did I give birth to such a useless son?

   On the contrary, it was Bu Lingbo, the daughter of the concubine, who was gifted and intelligent since she was a child.

   Since childhood, she has been known as "smart calculation, one-word judgment".

  Unfortunately, she is a daughter.

  Bu Hengqiu rubbed his butt, he was already used to his father's style, so he was prepared in advance.

  Xin Dao said that he was just concerned about his family's business, so he was beaten mercilessly, and he really fell out of favor.

   It's over, is dad finally going to hand over the family business to Bu Lingbo, a little girl?

  But Bu Hengqiu is also a man of sense, seeing that Bu Qingyun's expression softened, he resentfully found a corner and sat down.

  Bu Qingyun didn't want to say anything more when he saw his dejected face, but turned around and asked, "Ling Bo, what do you think?"

  Bu Lingbo was careful, thoughtful and resourceful. After thinking for a moment, she said: "Father, the most important thing in Buddhism is chance."

   "It has been dozens of years since my Bu family got that relic of the Buddha."

   "But after three generations of so many people, none of them can comprehend the hidden secrets."

   "Maybe...maybe...this thing has nothing to do with us."

   "It's better to give it to the Taoist priest, or..."

But at this time, Bu Hengqiu, who had just sat down in the corner, and the pain in his buttocks hadn't gone away, suddenly heard the younger sister say that he was going to give away the relics, his heart tightened, and he angrily said: "Bu Lingbo, you What a bad idea!"

   "How dare you hand over the 'Confused Buddha Relic' to others?!"

   "What is your intention? Are you..."

   "Shut up for me!"

   Before Bu Hengqiu finished speaking, he was interrupted by Bu Qingyun's angry shout.

   Turning his head to look, he happened to meet a pair of eyes full of anger.

  Bu Hengqiu couldn't help but feel a twinge in his heart: It's over, it's over.

   In the next month, I will spend time in bed again.

  (end of this chapter)