"Little idiot, what stupid things are you doing?" Ming Beilin asked when he saw me tilting his head.

I originally wanted to count how many floors there are in this fragrant building, but their glazed tiles are so dazzling that they can't count them at all.

Ming Beilin looked at me like a fool, and I also withdrew my gaze.

"Go back, you should have seen enough of this Xianglou." I looked at Ming Beilin and urged me, for fear that he would act rashly.

Ming Beilin didn't say anything, but looked around and walked towards my right side.

"Isn't this the way to go back?" I followed Ming Beilin, almost trotting, catching up with him.

He seemed to have a destination in his heart. He bypassed the crowd and entered another street and alley. Then I saw a black door, and the word "gambling" was written in gold paint on the door.

Moreover, there were two burly men standing at the door.

When the two men saw us approaching, they immediately looked up and down at Ming Beilin.

"please!"

Suddenly, they shouted loudly, and I was trembling by the sound.

However, standing in front of this gate, I heard the sound of "big, small" inside. There should be many people inside this black gate.

"Chu Xiyan, you are waiting for this God." Ming Beilin did not intend to take me in, but asked me to stay at the gate of this gambling house.

"Ah? But I?" Before I could say anything, the black door was pushed open by two strong men, but there was another door inside the door, with "bet size" and "rules" written on it. This time I bet was five hundred taels. I quickly shouted at Ming Beilin: "God, are we still?"

He brushed his sleeves and stepped into the threshold. After he entered, the door closed again.

I stood at this door, feeling extremely anxious, thinking that Ming Beilin is now poisoned and cannot use magic, so the winner is the same as ordinary people.

Master once said that nine out of ten bets will lose, and the ones who make profits will always be the dealer. Is Ming Beilin going to sacrifice his fortune?

Thinking of this, I began to wander around in front of this gambling house, worried.

Half an hour later, the door opened again, Ming Beilin put his hands behind him and walked out of it.

Because he has always been arrogant and always has a lukewarm expression on his face, so I can't guess from his expression whether he lost or won.

"God? What's wrong with God?" I walked to him excitedly and asked.

"From now, call me young master outside." He said with a blank expression: "Those people outside seem to call this."

"Oh, what's the name doesn't matter. What's important is, have you lost all?" I looked at this "prodigal son" with a frown.

He glanced at me impatiently: "Chu Xiyan, you still have the face to say that I am a wealthy lover, you are a wealthy lover, and your mouth is full of money."

"Forget it, you made money anyway, you squandered it all, and I had nothing to say." I sighed and didn't ask again.

Ming Beilin nodded: "That's right."

After saying that, he took me and walked straight towards the fragrant building.

When the eight charming girls in front of the Xianglou gate saw us coming, they immediately walked in front of us gracefully, and then looked at Ming Beilin and me, as if they thought we were innocent faces.

"Does the young master have a pass?" The girl who spoke had a delicate makeup and graceful figure. Even her voice sounded as nice as a yellow oriole.

The tone was full of tenderness.

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