Chapter 231 How Could There Be Such a Sect (55)

After saying goodbye to the boss, the two walked a long way, and they could still hear the boss's son shouting: "It's time to get money again, brothers! I will draw three times now, and I will definitely get gold this time!"

Looking at the other party's excited look, Shuyun felt that Qimingmen had become strange.

No wonder others say that the disciples of Wanfa Sect are a little special, and they become strange wherever they go.

Seeing that it was already noon, the two decided to go to eat some local specialties.

But soon, they found that it seemed difficult to find food here.

The teahouse is now overcrowded, and there is no seat in the restaurant now. The guests who usually squeezed into the gambling house now swarmed to the teahouse and restaurant, making it difficult for normal consumers to find a suitable place.

The people of Qimingmen cannot not gamble for a day. After all, their skills rely on gambling for practice. If they don't gamble for a day, the sect's immortal master will advise them to go to gamble quickly and come back when they lose everything.

But now, they are obsessed with "Soul of Heaven", and there is no need to go to the gambling house. Just go to the teahouse or restaurant directly.

After all, they have good service attitude, delicious food, nice environment, and comfortable chairs.

The teahouse, which used to have average business, is now crowded with guests.

Guests who come here usually ask for a pot of good tea, and the snacks must be kept full and cannot stop.

If it is time for dinner, the food will be served as you see fit. The only requirement is that your hands cannot be dirty, otherwise it will be disrespectful to your opponent.

Many people can sit from morning to night, and then from night to morning. Two people practice hard and don't care about anything else, just keep playing cards.

The teahouse private room that originally took fifty spirits per hour has now risen to two hundred spirits. However, suitable private rooms are still in short supply, and many gambling house owners have begun to consider transformation and try to roll a hand in this new track.

No one could have imagined that it was not the larger gambling houses that destroyed the gambling houses in Qimingmen, but the games.

Looking at the crowded teahouses, Shuyun felt that his three views were impacted.

Pinching Ding Dazhuang's ear, she asked in confusion: "Are these people not actors? Aren't they hired by you to fool us and make us feel that this game is very popular?"

"I know you are a little confused now, but I still want to say, do you think what you said is reasonable?"

"That's true."

"Besides, other things can lie, but Lingshi will not lie. This money will be sent together when we leave. Do you think it will be fake?"

"That's true."

After finally finding a restaurant with a seat, the two finally stopped to eat something, and then saw a team of black-robed inspectors walking in.

Seeing the inspectors, Shuyun was instinctively a little nervous, but remembered that he was not committing a crime now, so he relaxed.

But when she saw the other party walk up to a pair of people playing cards, she became nervous again and lowered her voice to Ding Dazhuang: "Dazhuang, do you think they are coming for our game?"

"I don't know." Ding Dazhuang said seriously, "But it is indeed possible. "Soul of Heaven" has been circulated too widely, and Qimingmen should have some restrictions."

"Yeah. I heard that all the gambling houses are backed by the top leaders of Qimingmen. Now that all the money has been earned, they will definitely be angry. If the game is banned, what should we do?"

"I don't know. If this is true, then go back and ask Zhang Ting. He is bad enough and should have a way."

"What if Zhang Ting can't do it?"

"Then ask Shangguan Zhi. He is a big shot and should have a way."

"What if Shangguan Zhi can't do it either?"

"Then ask Lin Yuan."

"What's special about him?"

"I don't know either, but he is the chief and will definitely have a way."

Shu Yun looked at Ding Dazhuang helplessly, feeling that the disciples of Wanfa Sect worshipped intelligence too much.

A chief, at most, has a high intelligence and studies hard, how could he have a solution?

The two of them stared at the inspector nervously, not daring to drink the tea in front of them, for fear of missing any details.

In front of the inspector, the two who were still playing cards with great interest began to tremble like quails.

They shrank their necks and dared not look at the inspector. Their fearful appearance showed that they were very guilty now, further proving that they had problems.

Two inspectors stepped forward, one on each side, and held the shoulders of the two.

The third inspector stepped forward, picked up the cards played by the other party, and sneered after checking.

He tore up the physical cards in front of everyone and said coldly: "Playing cards, right? Using pirated cards, right? The sect clearly stipulates that cards must be used in the game. What do you mean by printing your own cards?"

The two Qimingmen disciples were already sweating profusely. After a while, they trembled and said: "Inspector, it's not that we want to do this, but because we really can't draw the cards we want."

"Can't draw? If you can't even draw the cards you want, what kind of cards are you still playing, what kind of card players are you! I told you a long time ago that the disciples of Qimingmen must have the courage to have a destiny! You don't even have the courage to challenge destiny repeatedly, how can you practice! Besides, now you can't draw the cards you want, what about the sect competition? Others are all gods, you can't even do a fart, how can you prove that you are the son of destiny! Don't say it, take him away!"

The two disciples looked ashen and were taken away by the inspector. I don't know what kind of torture they will suffer when they go back.

Before walking out of the restaurant, the inspector stopped at the door and glanced at all the Qiming Sect disciples in the restaurant.

After confirming that there were no fish that slipped through the net, he said in a cold tone: "All Qimingmen disciples remember that you need to build your own deck in the game. If you want a card, you have to spend money to draw it. If you can't draw it, it only means that you are not working hard enough, or the heaven doesn't want you to have this card. But you must understand that destiny can be violated. We in Qimingmen need to challenge destiny again and again to prove that we are the destiny."

"The more we can't get it, the more we have to get it. They don't let us do it, but we have to force it! The more cards you can't draw, the more you have to pay to draw, until all the cards are collected, to prove that you have destiny!"

"The harder it is to draw, the stronger the obstacles of the heaven, but the more cultivation you get after breaking through. So, don't play games just because you want to play, use this game to prove your destiny! Some people, you take care of yourself, don't force me to do it."

The restaurant dropped to freezing point because of the inspector's words. Every disciple of Qimingmen was wiping the sweat from his head, and didn't dare to look at him at all.

After a cold snort, the inspector left here, and the atmosphere in the restaurant improved.

Some people were silent for a while, then took out the jade slips and began to purchase payment vouchers, and then charged money to draw cards in "Heavenly Soul", striving to prove their destiny as soon as possible.

Looking at the players around who started to charge money, Shuyun felt that this place was really outrageous.

How could there be such a sect that was in a hurry to give money to others!