Chapter 129 Past Events

"One, two, three, Xiao. Boss You, you lose." Yuan Ming grinned and said slowly.

"How come..." You Zhuzha bent down and looked closely at the three dice, which were clearly engraved with the numbers "one", "two" and "three". He was obviously a little bit unbelievable.

"Boss You actually lost?" The originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet, and the onlookers were also stunned.

The old pipe next to him frowned and looked unexpected.

"You kid..." You Zhuzha's eyes flashed with anger and looked at Yuan Ming.

While speaking, he grabbed the dice cup and wanted to throw it on the ground.

Yuan Ming stretched out two fingers and gently pressed on the dice cup. He used all his strength, but found that he couldn't move the dice cup at all.

"Boss You, the first twelve silver coins are my sincerity. If you win again, it will be impolite." Yuan Ming bent down slightly and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

You Zhuzha was stunned at first, and then he knew that he had met a master.

But the others around him did not see the slightest abnormality, and looked at the two people who were bending over and whispering to each other with doubtful faces.

"Little brother, see, I said that you will definitely win this time! Haha, I am You Zhuzha, and my words are the most important." You Zhuzha loosened his hand holding the dice cup, stood up, and quickly put on a smile on his face.

As he said, he picked up a silver coin and pushed it back together with the one that Yuan Ming bet on.

Yuan Ming also stood up, stretched out his hand to pick up two silver coins, and looked at You Zhuzha.

"When Wu Sang left, he said that he was going to a temple 20 or 30 miles outside Tiehu Town. I didn't ask what he was going to do specifically, and I can't guarantee whether he is still there now." You Zhuzha said hurriedly.

"Boss You is a smart man, and his memory should be good. Why don't you think about it again? Is there anything missing?" Yuan Ming showed a half-smile, and used his spiritual power to stare at him.

You Zhuzha suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if he fell into an ice cellar, and the evil thoughts that had just arisen disappeared instantly.

"Yes, yes, the temple is in the north of the town. Little brother, I am a businessman, and I rely on my skills, not on my mouth." You Zhuzha said with a forced calmness.

"Thank you very much, I wish Boss You a prosperous business, and I will come to you for advice when I have time."

Yuan Ming's smile suddenly turned gentle, and You Zhuzha secretly breathed a sigh of relief, saying "sure, sure" repeatedly.

After that, Yuan Ming turned around and walked out of the gambling house under the gaze of a group of gamblers who were somewhat confused about the situation.

Boss You, who often makes people lose their homes and owe a lot of debts, when did he become so easy to talk to?

The old pipe was stunned for a moment, and cast a questioning look at You Zhuzha.

The latter did not even look at him, and stared at Yuan Ming's back until he completely disappeared at the door. Only then did he really relax, but found that his back was already sweating.

The old pipe rubbed his head with his pipe in a depressed mood, and trotted out.

After he caught up with Yuan Ming in two steps, he raised his thumb and praised: "Little brother, in such a long time, you are the first one I have seen who has won over Zhu Youzha on the dice. You are this."

"Thank you for the compliment, I am flattered." Yuan Ming smiled and replied calmly.

"If you ask me, you should take advantage of your good luck and play a few more times to earn back all the losses before. Maybe you can even double it!" The old pipe said with a look of pity.

Yuan Ming turned his head and looked at him, without any expression on his face.

Old Tobacco was startled by his action, and felt a little scared, so he didn't dare to continue.

Yuan Ming knew that Old Tobacco ran away as soon as he entered the Shanhe Casino. Combining the details of the previous and subsequent events, he probably went to the back hall to discuss with You Zhuzha how to get him to the gambling table, so that the two of them could work together to squeeze him dry.

Now that he saw that he had not lost all his family fortune, he was still unwilling to give up and wanted to cheat him.

Yuan Ming was too lazy to care about this, and he also understood why the inn of Old Tobacco was so deserted. I'm afraid that this old guy has done a lot of things like bringing business to the gambling house in the past, so he is familiar with it, and even the rules of the casino are better than those dealers.

The two walked back to the inn in silence, one in front and one behind.

"Help me feed the horse enough hay at night, and I will leave Tiehu Town early tomorrow morning." Yuan Ming walked to the door of the inn and suddenly said.

"Why are you leaving just now? Stay a little longer..." Before the old pipe had finished speaking, Yuan Ming had already put his hands behind his back and walked through the lobby to the backyard.

Seeing this, Tule walked up and asked, "Dad, why are you back so early?"

The old pipe thought for a while, turned around and went out again, heading for the Shanhe Casino.

Only his son was left, confused and dazed.

...

At night.

Yuan Ming sat cross-legged in the room, holding the incense burner in his hands, and three ravens flew out from his brows one after another, heading out of the yard.

While practicing the Dark Moon Art, he practiced controlling the three ravens.

Now, he can control the vision of the three ravens relatively freely, and there will be no more sense of separation. The three perspectives of the picture appear in his sea of ​​consciousness, and it has become as easy as watching three scrolls.

Two of the ravens flew to the two ends of Tiehu Town, one in the south and one in the north.

The last raven flapped its wings, flew out of his window, and flew towards the front yard of the inn.

In the courtyard, his horse was tied to the manger and was eating hay.

The green and yellow hay was mixed with soybean meal, which was really the best concentrate.

The raven circled silently above the horse's head and flew to the front yard. Just after passing the house, he saw the old pipe sitting against the wall in the yard.

He held the pipe pot in his hand, and the tobacco inside was emitting sparks, flashing brightly and darkly.

Opposite him, the dull young man was sitting on a small bench.

The raven just took a look and was about to fly away.

At this time, he suddenly heard the young man named Tule below, asking: "Dad, why have you been so worried since you came back from Shanhe Casino this afternoon?"

Hearing this, Yuan Ming was not in a hurry to leave, and controlled the raven to land on the branch next to the two of them.

The old pipe did not answer him immediately, but continued to smoke a few puffs of cigarettes in silence.

"Dad..." Tule couldn't help but shout again.

"Son, we may be in trouble." The old pipe exhaled the smoke from his mouth, sighed deeply, and said.

"What's wrong, Dad? What happened?" When Tule heard him say this, his face suddenly changed, and he quickly pulled the bench and moved closer to the old pipe.

"Remember you asked Dad before, how our family suddenly became rich?" asked the old pipe.

"I remember, but Dad only said that he met a noble man, and never said what happened." Tule nodded and replied honestly.

"Well, today Dad will tell you what happened." The old pipe sighed again, knocked the pipe pot on the brick floor at his feet, and put out the cigarette.

Tule swallowed his saliva and listened attentively.

"At that time, Dad was still a corpse collector who no one looked down on. His life was always hard, until he met a corpse by the river..."

The old pipe told the story clearly and logically.

Not only was Tule listening attentively, but even Yuan Ming stopped practicing through the raven.

As he listened, he couldn't help but have an inexplicable strange feeling in his heart.

When the old pipe finished talking about how he used the treasures on the young man to exchange for the current family business, Tule's dull face couldn't help but show a complicated expression.

"Dad, did you know he was still alive at that time?" Tule asked.

"Knowing... Does it make a difference whether you know or not? If I didn't pick him up at that time, he would definitely die. Besides, there is a destiny in the dark. Maybe it was because I picked him up that he survived." The old pipe nodded first, then smiled bitterly and shook his head.

After saying that, he added: "Dad did this for you and for this family."

Yuan Ming heard this and shook his head secretly. Isn't this just a self-consolation for the sake of conscience?

"I know." Tule nodded repeatedly to show his approval.

Although he felt a little sympathetic to the poor unlucky bug, he still didn't think his father did anything wrong.

"Not long after that... the man came to the town again, and I happened to meet him. As a result, I found that the lord had issued a missing person notice and offered a reward for him, so I reported it to the authorities again. It's a pity that I didn't find him later, otherwise I could have received a generous reward from the Jin Dynasty delegation." The old pipe continued to say, looking very regretful.

"It turned out to be him..." Yuan Ming suddenly remembered the blurred missing person notice on the notice board at the city gate.

"Who is he? Why did the Jin Dynasty delegation still look for him?" Tule asked in confusion.

"How do I know this?" The old pipe shook his head and said.

Hearing this, Tule felt that the man was really unlucky to meet my father, but he was very puzzled.

"Dad, what do you say have to do with your worried look all afternoon?" Tule asked.

The old pipe glanced at him and turned his sight to the backyard.

Yuan Ming saw this scene through the crow, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, because at present, he was the only one living in the whole backyard.

"The noble man I'm talking about lives in the backyard now." Old Tobacco Pipe said slowly.

"What?" Tule was shocked and sat down on the ground.

"What are you yelling about?" Seeing this, Old Tobacco Pipe raised his pipe bowl and was about to hit him on the head.

"Then, is he here to take revenge?" Tule sat down on the bench, subconsciously lowered his voice, and pointed to the backyard and asked.

"It shouldn't be. I don't know why, he doesn't seem to recognize me, and seems to have forgotten that he has been to Tiehu Town before." When Old Tobacco Pipe said this, the wrinkles on his face became deeper. (See the prequel for the story of Old Tobacco Pipe)