The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

Soon, the middle-aged gambler was carried to a secret room on the second floor.

At this time, he had fallen into a faint and his face was as pale as paper.

Lin Mo stepped forward, gently touched his wrist, and felt his pulse.

It was found that the patient's pulse was disordered and weak.

Recalling the monster he had just suppressed with the Alchemy Cauldron Demon Refining Visualization Technique.

It was very similar to the "魖" he had accidentally seen in ancient books.

This is a kind of evil ghost that can cause people to lose their wealth and die. It is very rare.

Lin Mo couldn't help but recall that on the fifth underground floor of the Dragon Prison, Aputuo opened a space channel connecting to the Abyss Demon Realm.

Countless monsters escaped from it.

Although most of the monsters were dealt with by the Taoists in Qingcheng Mountain, there are inevitably some that slip through the net.

Lin Mo felt that this "魖" was most likely one of them.

This person's pulse is weak, which is probably caused by the demon sucking away his yang energy for a long time.

Once his yang energy is exhausted, he will die.

However, how he was targeted by such an evil spirit remains to be determined.

"This man has not much time left."

Lin Mo stood up.

"Do you know how to heal?"

Uncle Guan looked at Lin Mo in surprise.

"I know a little bit."

Lin Mo answered lightly.

"My senior brother is amazing. He knows everything."

Wu Yue said with pride.

This made Uncle Guan burst out laughing.

Then, Uncle Guan stopped smiling and asked seriously, "What happened just now?"

"It's nothing, this person is just possessed by an evil spirit." Lin Mo said calmly.

"Oh?"

Uncle Guan has rich experience and has witnessed many strange things.

He didn't doubt what Lin Mo said.

After all, this person's behavior just now was indeed strange.

Lin Mo said: "Wake him up, I have something to ask him."

Uncle Guan nodded and signaled with his eyes.

A black-faced man immediately stepped forward.

Without saying a word, he rolled up his sleeves and slapped the man twice.

The middle-aged gambler's face was visibly swollen.

But the effect was also obvious, his eyelids moved.

Just as the black-faced man was about to strike again, the other party suddenly opened his eyes.

When I saw that ferocious face, I was frightened.

"You...what do you want to do?!"

the middle-aged gambler asked in horror.

"What do I want to do? I want to ask you, what do you want to do here?"

The dark-faced man snorted and questioned, "Tell me, who ordered you to come to our casino to cause trouble?"

The middle-aged man's eyes were wandering.

"I…I don't know what you're talking about."

The dark-faced man said viciously: "Huh, you're just being stubborn, huh? I don't think you'll cry until you see the coffin."

At this time, Uncle Guan stepped forward and said, "The evil spirit in you has been taken away by Mr. Lin. It's useless for you to be stubborn."

The middle-aged man initially thought he was cheating him.

Half believing and half doubting, I tried to sense it, and found that there was no response.

He suddenly panicked.

"What did you do with it?"

Lin Mo said: "It seems that you are very afraid of it."

"It's very fierce!"

The middle-aged man seemed to remember something horrible.

"After I won a few small casinos, they sent people to follow me. As a result, two big men were sucked into mummies by that thing in the blink of an eye!"

Uncle Guan and Wu Yue looked at each other.

Fortunately, they cared about the casino's reputation and did not send anyone to do so.

Otherwise, the people sent out might never return.

The middle-aged man continued, "I'm afraid of encountering this kind of thing again. I heard that your casino has a good reputation and will not do anything out of line just because gamblers win money. That's why I come here to gamble."

When Uncle Guan heard this, he was furious.

Lin Mo was also amused by him.

"They have a good reputation, so you just took advantage of them?"

The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly.

"Then how did you get entangled by this evil thing?" Lin Mo asked directly to the point.

"Then I'll tell you, can you let me go?" the middle-aged man said with pleading eyes.

Lin Mo looked at Uncle Guan.

After all, he is the one in charge here.

Uncle Guan hesitated for a moment and said coldly: "As long as you tell me the cause and effect of the matter, I can spare your life."

The middle-aged man was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard there was a way to survive.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Guan changed the subject.

"But... you can escape the death penalty, but you can't escape the punishment of life. Return the money you won recently and keep one hand, and this matter will be over."

"I can return the money to you, but can you please not chop off my hand?"

The middle-aged man knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

"I have a 70-year-old mother and a 10-year-old daughter. Please forgive me!"

But no matter how he begged for mercy, Uncle Guan remained indifferent.

"Either tell the truth or go to hell with the secret. Your choice. However, if you die, your family will be implicated as well."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's expression changed twice.

He also understood that even if he returned all the money, the casino would not let it go.

But being able to save a life is already a pleasant surprise.

It is better to have one less hand than to implicate the family.

He nodded reluctantly and compromised.

Lin Mo watched coldly from the side.

He understood that Uncle Guan was establishing his authority and maintaining order in the casino.

In this circle, weakness means destruction.

He shook his head slightly.

The world of gangs is always full of blood and violence.

If it weren't for Wu Yue, he wouldn't want to have too much interaction with these people.

Next, the man had nothing to hide.

He told his experiences completely without reservation, like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.

After listening to this, Lin Mo finally understood the whole story.

It turned out that the man's name was Fan Qing, and he was a herbal farmer.

Live at the foot of a mountain in Taihang Mountains.

Last month, he went into the mountains to collect herbs, but encountered fog and couldn't get out.

Just when he was feeling desperate, a strange voice sounded in his ears.

He said that if he was willing to give up his soul, the other party would take him out.

Fan Qing was frightened and had no choice but to agree.

Finally, under the guidance of that voice, he walked out of the fog and poisonous miasma.

From then on, Fan Qing's luck started to change.

Especially at the gambling table, I always win.

However, there are no rules in local casinos.

Often after Fan Qing won money, he would send people to follow him and try to snatch the money back.

Although he had the evil spirit protecting him, he felt that this was not a long-term solution.

Fan Qing was even more afraid that the mummies would be discovered and eventually traced back to him, implicating his family.

So Fan Qing made up his mind and went to Kyoto.

I heard that this is the most prosperous place and the casinos are relatively fair.

Most importantly, no one knew where he came from.

So, this series of events happened later.

Lin Mo nodded slightly.

This guy probably didn't lie.

"I hid all the money under the third tree in the woods north of Guoding Mountain."

Fan Qinggang finished speaking.

Sudden.

"boom!"

The door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and Du Zhicheng strode in as if no one was around.

"What are they doing?"

He walked over and kicked Fan Qing to the ground.

"If you dare to come to our Sanhemen to cause trouble, then be prepared to leave your life behind! Otherwise, if the news gets out, where will Sanhemen put its face?"

Du Zhicheng waved his hand and ordered decisively, "Come here! Drag this ignorant guy out, kill him and feed him to the dogs, so that everyone can see the consequences of provoking Sanhemen!"