Demon-killing Enlightenment

There is still one day left before the ghost festival begins. The military has already set up the scene and people can go out on the streets again.

The area near Nanguan was extremely bustling; all the major restaurants and diners were packed, and the martial arts arena was packed.

The streets were filled with the sounds of soliciting customers, and various performances were also being performed. No matter how the ghost festival went, the people were very happy to have such a grand festival.

The most lively place is the gambling house.

A gambling house specially approved by the military.

These gambling houses are specially authorized by the military to place bets on the contestants during the Demon Festival, and the military camp will deduct a portion of the turnover as military expenses.

The gambling houses were also happy to do so. With the military as their backing, as long as they had enough capital, they would have nothing to worry about.

The sudden increase in the number of contestants near Nanguan only accounts for a small part. A large number of people are tourists, and one of their most important entertainment activities is betting on this year's ghost festival.

The most important thing for Mu Yang to do today was to go to the gambling house to place a bet. He used his spiritual stones, which were neither too much nor too little, to bet on a big prize.

The twelve gambling houses near Nanguan are all packed today. Whether they are outsiders who have come from far away or locals who have been eager to try their luck, they are all crowding into the gambling houses to place bets on their favorite players.

"Changsheng Casino, with high odds and a strong banker, welcome everyone to place your bets!"

"Longsheng Casino, various ways to play, guaranteed profit, everyone, please come in!"

"Longxing Casino..."

Twelve gambling houses were lined up in a row. The clerks at the door had shouted themselves hoarse, but they were still trying to attract customers. People were coming in and out of the gambling houses, and the trading of spirit stones never stopped.

Mu Yang went around the gambling houses and found that the odds in each gambling house were similar. After all, they were all information obtained from hearsay, and the dealers in the gambling houses could not get stable odds.

Mu Yang was in a dilemma. With such odds, he could just play for fun and add to the lively atmosphere of the Ghost Festival. If he wanted to make big money, he could only bet more. There was no such thing as a game that would make him 100% profitable.

However, after visiting twelve gambling houses, Mu Yang discovered a problem, that is, his odds were too high, or in other words, too high. The combined odds of Li Gan of the Ghost Killing Gang's twelve gambling houses were still at the level of 1 to 4, while Mu Yang's own odds were around 1 to 8 or 1 to 9.

Am I really not favored? At least I beat Xue Hai, Mu Yang thought.

However, Xue Hai's odds were around 2 to 1, so all the major gambling houses were optimistic about him.

Ding Bai and Zhao Ziyang both had odds of 3 to 1. Mu Yang looked at the odds and smiled helplessly.

It seems that these audiences are not stupid. They know that everyone is holding back on the martial arts stage, but they go all out once they enter the hunting forest.

Why do they think I didn't hold back? Mu Yang was a little curious.

But Mu Yang figured it out the next second. Even if the players in the sect had never participated in the Ghost Festival, they had all experienced it.

It is a common practice to hold back in the martial arts arena. I, a greenhorn, just gave it my all and earned a reputation for being reckless.

Just when Mu Yang was at a loss and didn't know how to place a bet, someone patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother Liu Yang, don't you know how to start?"

Mu Yang turned his head and looked at the person who came. It was the dealer, the one who opened the market on the martial arts arena.

Mu Yang smiled and shook his head, ready to leave.

"Hey, brother Liu Yang, don't go. I have a good odds to introduce to you. I guarantee you will be satisfied." The dealer said behind Mu Yang.

Huh? Mu Yang stopped.

This dealer lost a lot of money in the martial arts arena, even in the game where he defeated Xue Hai. However, he was still opening the market in the following days. It seems that he did not lose everything as he said. Is there some secret?

When the dealer saw Mu Yang stopped, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Hey, brother Liu Yang, my last name is Bao, and my name is Bao Ying."

Guaranteed win? Mu Yang smiled slightly. This name is really suitable for being a banker.

Seeing that Mu Yang didn't believe him, Bao Zhuangjia quickly explained, "Brother Liuyang, my real name is Bao Ying. I didn't cheat you to make money from your spirit stones. My father is a gambler, so he gave me this name."

"Where is the odds you are talking about?" Mu Yang asked with a smile.

Bao the banker looked around at the situation and whispered to Mu Yang, "This is not a place to talk. If you solicit customers in someone else's gambling house, you will be beaten to death. Here is the address. You go first and I'll be there soon." As he said that, Bao Ying stuffed a small note into Mu Yang's hand.

Mu Yang walked out of the gambling house as if nothing had happened, opened the note and took a look at it in a place with few people.

The address was clear and Mu Yang could find it. Then, Mu Yang went there according to what was written on the note.

After walking for a while, they arrived at a narrow alley and Bao Ying caught up with them from behind.

He panted slightly and said, "Hey, brother Liu Yang, the odds I'm introducing to you are very special, so don't be scared when the time comes."

Mu Yang smiled and said, "Can there be a hunting forest and still be scary?"

Bao Ying saw that Mu Yang was a little unconvinced, so he asked Mu Yang in a low voice, "Brother Liu Yang, have you ever heard of the Ghost Slaughtering Saint Sect?"

Mu Yang looked at Bao Ying strangely. Everyone has heard of the Ghost Slaughtering Holy Sect. Even a three-year-old child in the Nanli Dynasty knows about it.

Bao Ying realized that he hadn’t explained it clearly, so he explained, “Have you heard of the Dark Square of the Ghost Slaughter Saint Cult?”

Dark Square? This was the first time Mu Yang had heard of it.

When Bao Ying saw that Mu Yang had never heard of the Dark Square, he immediately became excited and introduced the Dark Square of the Ghost Slaughtering Holy Sect to Mu Yang as they walked.

"This Ghost Slaughter Saint Sect is not a native sect of the Nanli Dynasty. It escaped from the Xitu Desert. When it arrived in the Nanli Dynasty, there were too few people left in the sect, so it split up into small groups and sneaked into various cities in the Nanli Dynasty." Bao Ying introduced.

Mu Yang was also very interested in listening to the introduction. He didn't expect to hear some unknown past of the sect.

"These people escaped from the hell on earth that was the Xitu Desert. Each of them has extraordinary abilities. Within a few years, they set up a secret workshop." Bao Ying continued to introduce.

“With the help of the Dark Square, the Holy Church quickly gained a foothold in the Nanli Dynasty. Until now, it has become one of the three major sects of the Nanli Dynasty.” Bao Ying finished his introduction.

Mu Yang and the other person also arrived at the door of a building.

This is not the branch temple of the Ghost Slaughtering Holy Sect near Nanguan, but just an extremely ordinary building.

"Aren't we going to the Ghost Slayer Church?" Mu Yang asked.

Bao Ying immediately explained when Mu Yang asked, "The Holy Church's Dark Square is not in the branch hall. Now the Holy Church is one of the three major sects of the Nanli Dynasty, and we have to pay attention to the impact. After all, the Dark Square is not something that can be put on the stage."

Mu Yang nodded.

After saying that, Bao Ying took out a token from his waist and showed it to the gatekeeper. The gatekeeper nodded and opened the door.

After entering the door, Bao Ying skillfully took out two masks from the storage bag, took one for himself and gave one to Mu Yang.

Mu Yang and the other person walked a short distance inside when they saw a lot of people gathered in front of a list.

These people also wore masks, and their identities were concealed very well.

Mu Yang also looked over.

The names of all the well-known contestants near Nanguan were on the list. Mu Yang also saw his own name, and there were a few others that Mu Yang didn’t recognize.

And the odds above are really scary.

Xue Hai paid 100 to one, Li Gan paid 90 to one, Ding Bai paid 120 to one, Zhao Ziyang paid 110 to one, Li Hua paid 80 to one, Tie Wuqing paid 80 to one...

When Mu Yang saw his own account, he was speechless. It said 1 to 40.