After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps from the stairs behind him, accompanied by a few scattered voices.

"arrive."

"This is the top layer?"

The woman who was dealing with human sacrifices raised her head straightly when she heard the movement.

Oops!

not good!

Qiao Wan and Fang Lingqing felt a sudden shock, and an idea came to mind at the same time.

It was too late to run, the two of them drew their swords in unison, paying attention to the colorful porcelain woman in front of them, and out of the corner of their eyes, they looked at the stairs behind them.

Qiao Wan was stunned: Is there anyone else in this tower?

At the same time, a few familiar figures suddenly appeared at the entrance of the stairs behind.

Fang Lingqing's eyes were fixed: "Senior sister...?"

"Thank you buddy!"

The two leaders, a man and a woman, were both handsome and beautiful, especially Xie Xingzhi and Bai Shanhu, but both of them looked a little embarrassed, with injuries on their bodies and blood on their clothes.

And behind the two of them, there were also several disciples of the Three Sects who had been obviously devastated to the point of collapse.

When they first met, the two sides were stunned.

Bai Shanhu's face changed slightly: "Xiaofang?"

Yu Xingzhi was instantly overjoyed: Xie Xingzhi and Baishan Lake! How could they be here? ! With Baishanhu and Xie Xingzhi in charge, this means that they might be able to escape!

But before they could communicate more, the Caici woman not far away put down the knife, a soft smile appeared on her face, and her lips moved and opened her mouth.

Qiao Wan and Fang Lingqing were both shocked in their hearts: Caici people! Speak up!

"Fellow Daoists, this is the first time you have come to the ghost market."

Wang Ruyi glanced, and Yu Xingzhi's muscles around him suddenly tightened!

The woman smiled amiably, as if she didn't see the nervousness of Qiao Wan and others: "You must be tired after running for so long."

The woman softly pointed to another small table not far away: "Why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea, how about a rest?"

None of the people present, including Qiao Wan and Xie Xingzhi, moved.

"It doesn't matter if you don't drink tea," the Caici woman smiled coldly, "Well, fellow Daoists, do you want to make a bet with me?"

Xie Xingzhi said coldly, "What are you betting on?"

The color porcelain woman smiled naively: "Just bet, can you save the group of people behind me, and whether you can get out of this pagoda."

Human sacrifice? !

As the colored porcelain woman raised her hand gently, the wall with the relief of the Buddha statue behind her suddenly began to rumble, revealing several **** iron cages, with several people locked in like pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep, and the iron cages were also engraved with The gods and Buddhas filled the sky, and the dried and black bloodstains penetrated into the Buddha's eyes.

Fang Lingqing's pupils shrank suddenly: "Senior brother!"

In the iron cage, there is Meng Canglang!

However, the young man's condition was very bad, his whole body was covered in blood, and he sat in the cage with his head lowered, unable to see his face clearly.

An incense stick about seven inches high was lit in front of the iron cage.

Seemingly heard the movement here, Meng Canglang in the iron cage moved his eyelashes slightly, opened his eyes slightly, saw Fang Lingqing and Qiao Wan, Bai Shanhu, Xie Xingzhi and others behind him, and was slightly startled.

Xiaofang?

Seeing Meng Canglang in the iron cage, Qiao Wan was as shocked as Fang Lingqing.

Meng Canglang's right leg also seemed to be broken, a piece of white bone, pierced through flesh and blood, and "branched" out in a daze. The young man's face was like golden paper, completely missing the graceful appearance of the Confucian Sect Canglang Sword, but his sitting posture was still just as upright and polite.

Fang Lingqing's lips twitched, her face was pale, and her throat rolled.

"The rules of the game are very simple." The colorful porcelain woman smiled and pointed to the small table.

On the table is embedded the first chapter of the round: plate, which is a bit like the first chapter of the casino round: plate that Qiao Wan had seen before, but there are no numbers and only patterns. Most of the patterns are incense of different lengths. In black and white, there are also several Buddha statues with different movements.

Some Buddha statues hold a finger in their hands, and some Buddha statues hold a whole hand in their hands.

The woman picked up a round crystal ball near the disc, and said, "Fellow Daoist is responsible for throwing this crystal ball. It doesn't matter where the crystal ball falls."

The woman rolled up her sleeves, fiddled with the first chapter of the round: disc, pointed to one of the squares, and said, "If the crystal ball falls to this square, I will let someone die."

This grid is a small sitting Buddha pattern, holding nothing, holding the Dharma seal with a gentle smile.

Qiao Wan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Colorful porcelain woman: "If the crystal ball falls on this grid."

This is a Buddha statue holding a finger.

"Correspondingly, then I will cut off one of their fingers." The colorful porcelain woman said: "Of course, if fellow Daoists want to suffer on behalf of their comrades, I have no objection."

"Have you seen the incense in front of them?" the woman with colorful porcelain said, "The incense stick is seven inches long."

The woman continued to fiddle with the wheel in front of her. Chapter 1: Disc: "If the crystal ball rolls on this one-inch-long white incense stick, then I will add an inch of incense to them, and this candle incense is the time you buy for your companions. If the crystal ball rolls on the black incense stick an inch long, then I will cut off the incense stick for them."

"If fellow Daoists are lucky enough to gather twelve o'clock, I will let them go."

"If fellow Daoist has bad luck, the incense in front of your companion is cut off." The woman looked at the long blood-stained table not far away, "Then I will personally slaughter them here and offer them to the Bodhisattva."

"How about life and death, but it depends on the gods and bodhisattvas." The colorful porcelain woman smiled and said, "Do you fellow Taoists want to bet with me?"

"There are two dice here. Whoever among you throws the biggest one will come up and bet with me."

"How about it, fellow Daoists, do you want to gamble or not?"

Yu Xingzhi said coldly, "Why should we bet with you?"

At this moment, Qiao Wan suddenly said, "I'll bet with you."

Yu Xingzhi stared in disbelief: "Are you really going to bet with her?!"

This gamble is clearly against them!

Joe was silent.

Being ignored undisguisedly, Yu Xingzhi's face was a little bit unbearable, and he sneered: "It's your business if you are willing to court death, forgive me for not accompany."

Qiao Wan glanced at Yu Xingzhi and understood his worries.

In this unfamiliar place, rushing into the game and following other people's rules of the game did kill, but this might not be their chance.

Qiao Wan pursed her lips, knowing that they had no chance.

She agreed that it didn't count, and Qiao Wan turned to ask Fang Lingqing and Wang Ruyi for their opinions: "Xiaofang, Ruyi."

Fang Lingqing's eyes were almost glued to Meng Canglang, and after a while, he nodded.

"Have you thought about it, fellow Daoists?" The woman smiled brightly, stretched out her hand, and pointed to the stick of incense in front of Meng Canglang, "There is no waiting for anyone at this hour."

Qiao Wan followed Fang Lingqing's gaze and met Meng Canglang's gaze.

In the silence, the young man's eyes were clear and firm, and he nodded slowly and silently towards them.

Qiao Wan understood Meng Canglang's meaning almost instantly.

It is a choice to entrust life and death in their hands.

The voices of Fang Lingqing and Wang Ruyi were heard at the same time.

"bet."

"I bet."

Bai Shanhu clenched his hands tightly and took a step forward, his brows cold: "We also bet."

Yu Xingzhi's face changed immediately.

Bunch of lunatics!

Naihe people have to bow their heads under the eaves, the minority obeys the majority, even if thousands of people are unhappy and tied to the same pirate boat, this is a fact that is firmly established.

The corner of the woman's mouth immediately burst into a smile: "Then let's start."

…

The dice landed on the table with a muffled sound.

Fang Lingqing: Five o'clock

Wang Ruyi: Eight o'clock

Yu Xingzhi: six o'clock

Xie Xingzhi: six o'clock

Baishan Lake: nine o'clock

…

Joe took a step forward in the evening and clenched the two dice in his hand, it was slightly cold, he didn't know what to do with it, and he was a little stunned.

Joe evening: twelve o'clock

Two dice, two dazzling six points, suddenly jumped into view.

Joe was stunned.

No... no?

The colorful porcelain woman smiled naively: "Congratulations to this fellow Taoist, let's start? How about starting with the Confucian cultivator with a broken arm?"

Qiao Wan's eyes fell on the rows of numbers on the turntable, her heart was beating fast, and her palms couldn't help but sweat a little.

How dark her face is, Qiao Wan is very clear in her heart. When she was a dead college student in her previous life, her card was always R, and she didn't respond after ten consecutive draws. She never doubted her pure African blood.

Just as Qiao Wan took a step forward, Ling Qing suddenly made a sound behind him.

"Lu...Lu Cixian?"

Joe turned back.

Fang Lingqing gritted his teeth slightly: "Don't be afraid, you can go."

Yu Xingzhi sneered.

Fang Lingqing took a deep breath and continued, "No matter what the outcome is, we won't blame you. And Senior Brother Meng."

He turned his head and glanced at Meng Canglang.

"Brother Meng won't blame you either."

Wang Ruyi also blinked quickly: "Don't be afraid, Lu Cixian, if they die, I'll ask Boss Yan again. Anyway, Boss Yan buried a bunch of dead people, and there is no shortage of them."

A bunch of dead people?

Keenly caught what was wrong in Wang Ruyi's words, but now is not the time to get to the bottom of it, Qiao Wan can only press down the doubts in her heart, and thank Fang Lingqing and Wang Ruyi.

His eyes couldn't help falling on Meng Canglang and the others.

The three disciples who were **** and down, all of them were pale, still shaking their lips, and nodded to Qiao Wan shiveringly.

Meng Canglang had a faint hint of encouragement in his eyes.

No matter who it is, it doesn't feel good to have more than a dozen lives on its back. This trust is too heavy for Qiao Wan, but it is indeed her who casts twelve points.

Qiao Wan closed her eyes, feeling unsure.

When people have no bottom, they basically turn to gods and Buddhas, even Qiao Wan is no exception, but considering the evil spirits of this pagoda, Qiao Wan thought about it, and immediately the dignified face of Venerable Miaofa appeared in front of her eyes.

Joey:…

Then I can only ask the seniors to bless me.

Silently bowing to the wonderful method in the Great Hall of Light, Qiao Wan calmed down, opened her eyes and picked up the crystal ball next to her.

The colorful porcelain woman smiled: "Please play beads."