Infinite Brilliant Scroll

The sun was shining brightly, and the time gradually reached the afternoon.

It's been a hot summer recently. Although the mountains and forests are cooler than those in the urban area, it's getting hotter and hotter. The cicadas in the trees are screaming non-stop.

The villas and manors in the mountains, under the effect of air conditioning, still look cool and dry, and the guards in suits are scattered around on duty.

The servants in the villa washed the grapes, chilled them, and brought them to the round table in the living room, and placed them by Hong Guang's hand.

Gambling king Hong Guang, a rich man who made his fortune by gambling, has never heard of any failure in regular gambling games since he became famous.

However, everyone knows that this rich man has a physical disability. He has to rely on crutches when he walks and an electronic speaker when he talks.

In this World Gambling King Competition, many people are not optimistic about him because of this factor.

It is very reasonable to think that a disabled person like Hong Guang who is not young at this age will definitely have a decline in energy. It is hard to say whether his gambling skills are as good as before.

But in fact, almost none of the other contestants in this gambling king contest are young people.

The oldest Japanese gambling king has white hair and a white beard, and his face is wrinkled like an orange peel. No one can tell how old he is, and few people can even tell his exact name. It's just getting used to it. Call it the Japanese gambling king.

After all, he has been the king of gambling in Japan for more than 60 years. As long as the word "king of gambling in Japan" is mentioned, he will know that he is referring to him, and there will never be another person.

After Hong Guang got the information of several other contestants, he often looked at the photo of the Japanese gambling king recently.

The old man in the photo had white eyebrows so thick that they covered his entire eyes, he had no beard on his upper lip, but he had a white beard on his chin, and the hair protruding from the brim of his hat was also thick and white.

Hong Guang always felt that this person looked familiar, as if he had seen it in some portrait before.

In the past, the other party lived in seclusion in Japan, had no contacts, and did not pay special attention to it, but recently, he has initiated a lot of relationships to find the photo files of this Japanese gambling king when he was young. So far, the earliest one he found was 40 years ago. of.

At that time, the Japanese gambling king was dressed as a priest, but his face was already like this. Those who worshiped in the accompanying text called this old man Wuji Priest.

"Wuji... do Japanese people have this name, maybe there are, but..."

Hong Guang's hand holding the photo trembled faintly. Without the speaker, he could only make some hoarse breath sounds from his throat. Now even this breath is visibly trembling.

He remembered, he remembered that on the portrait he saw when he was a child, there was also the word "Wuji" in the name of that person.

This is probably not a mere coincidence.

The world is very big, so Hong Guang has been hiding for 45 years without meeting any old people or being seen through, but the world is so small, in a gambling king contest, there will be someone who can definitely see through his identity .

"No, I can't participate in the gambling king competition this time."

Hong Guang made up his mind, picked up the speaker and put it against his throat, called his assistant over, and said, "From today onwards, I will spread the news, saying that my chronic illness for many years has worsened, and I am seriously ill. It is very likely that I will not be able to participate. This time, for the King of Gambling Competition, then contact the organizer of the competition and give them some information so that they can prepare for my absence."

The assistant was taken aback, and said: "Master Hong is showing his weakness to the enemy, so he casts doubts, or is he really not going to participate? Those who support Master Hong have been building up momentum for you recently, and have already invested a lot of money. The overwhelming publicity, if they withdraw now, I am afraid that all their investment will be in vain."

Hong Guang also hesitated for a moment.

The identity of the gambling king is not just a disguise, he also really likes the feeling of gambling, and loves the reputation of the king of gambling. If he does not participate this time, not only will he lose his profits, but his reputation will also be greatly damaged.

but……

He looked at the photo in his hand again, forget it, his life is still important.

My family knows my own family affairs. In fact, Hong Guang's physical condition has not changed at all in the past 45 years. As long as his identity is not seen through, maybe he can continue to live like this, regardless of the age, century, and generation. Everyman.

Honor likes these things, and there will always be a chance to get them again in the future.

"If you don't participate, you don't participate. I will repay the loss of those who are really close to us."

Hong Guang added, "However, even for those people, don't tell them the real situation. You can only tell them that I am really seriously ill."

The assistant nodded and said, "Understood."

After dealing with this matter, Hong Guang finally took a few moments of leisure, picked up the chilled grapes, and stuffed them into his mouth.

The ice-sweet grape juice was sucked in the mouth, and the bright living room suddenly went dark.

In the dark vast space, sandalwood smoke is lingering, curling upwards, and the faint light overflows in front of it, illuminating countless bronze statues of Arhats, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas displayed in the darkness.

Tranquil, quaint and lifelike.

The phantom was only a momentary event, only happened in the blink of Hong Guang's eyes, but it frightened him to stand up suddenly.

"not good!!"

He came to his senses but was still a little slow.

From the mountain forest, the villa courtyard wall, to the living room wall, big holes were broken one after another, and the concrete of the trees turned into powder without a sound.

A tall and mighty figure, as if squeezed out of the air, strode into the living room.

hold head high! ! ! !

Hong Guang covered his ears and backed away again and again. A silent dragon chant emanated from the intruder, and all the bodyguards in the entire villa fell down without saying a word.

The telephone line was also affected, dancing like a little black snake, and disconnected with a snap.

The intruder was wearing a plaid shirt that was almost faded after washing, trousers with patches on the knees, a face with Chinese characters, round tiger eyes, silver-white hair and beard, and a bamboo-like jade stick in his hand.

"Be able to respond to the mental method of Huimeng."

The intruder sighed, "It really is you, Hong Nan!"

Hong Guang staggered, and didn't stabilize until his right hand rested on the back of the sofa, Ding Qing looked.

Although the intruder had short hair and a white beard, his face and skin had hardly changed from when he was young.

So much so that he recognized it immediately.

"Hong Dong!"

Hong Guang's body tensed, his fingers pinched into the back of the sofa, and he was extremely nervous, "You, how did you find me here?"

"After the great war that year, we investigated afterwards and found that you and the Huimeng relic were missing. Some people thought that you stole the Huimeng relic. I was dubious. I didn't expect that it was really you."

"It never occurred to me that you didn't hide your name and hide. You just changed your face casually, and only changed one word in your name. You are now in the public eye, and you even have the reputation of a gambling king."

Hong Dong tapped his green jade stick on the floor, "I came to Hong Kong this time and brought the real owner of the dream relic. He saw Hong Kong and felt that the Phoenix Mountain was a little familiar, so I came here. Try it out."

"Unexpectedly, I was really tempted out."

While speaking, Hong Dong hated iron for being weak, and slammed the green jade stick on the ground several times in his hand.

Hong Guang exhaled, calmed down, looked at the shiny green stick, and suddenly smiled.

"The real dog-beating stick was destroyed during the Jiaqing period of the Qing Dynasty. What's the point of making a new one in your hands? From the perspective of antiques, the one in your hand should be called a fake."

"Besides, you are not the leader of the beggar gang, are you? I have paid attention to you. Now, you are all in the northwest, helping people fight sand and sand."

"For so many years, so many things have changed, why do you still have to bite me so hard?"

Hong Dong stared at him: "Okay, since we are brothers, you can discuss your matter later, but you must hand over the dream relic immediately. You don't know how critical the situation is now... "

"Farewell brother!" Hong Guang interrupted the opposite person, "We are not related by blood. The members of the Hong family have been raised by adopting orphans from generation to generation. Have to go through those tests, do you really think this is like a family?"

Hong Dong was surprised and said: "It's not that you don't know the inside story, it's for the benefit of those younger generations, not everyone can shoulder that responsibility."

Hong Guang was silent, and nodded: "You are right. No matter what, I was indeed wrong for stealing the dream relic, but I was also seriously injured at the time, and I took the relic to save my life. I returned the relic. Here it is, can you restrain your people and not come to trouble me?"

If in the past, the treasure was stolen for 45 years, it would be impossible to let it go so easily, but now, the Demon Absolute Territory may invade the earth at any time, as long as he can get the dream relic, Hong Guang is really irrelevant.

After weighing it for a while, Hong Dong agreed: "Okay, as long as you hand over the dream relic, I can swear that you will make a clean break with us in the future, and all the past and the past will be wiped away, and we won't count it again."

"I'll get it now." Hong Guang turned around, his eyes flickering.

"Hong Nan, you, don't think too much."

Hong Dong said behind his back, "You have also cultivated the dream-returning mind method. Holding the relics for many years, you must be able to temporarily stimulate some power, but you don't know what my strength is. If you and I fight, what will happen."

"It should be noted that the masters of the demon envoys have also come to Hong Kong. I will not attack you directly, because I am afraid that you and I will fight fiercely and attract attention, and others will take advantage of it."

"You should understand that I, Hong Dong, have never violated my promise in my life. If you give me the relic, you will survive. If you attract envoys from the Demon Realm, they will definitely hunt you down to the end."

Hong Guang stopped in his footsteps and turned around again.

"Brother, you are much smarter than you were then."

Huimeng Relic is not anywhere else at all, his turning around is just a trick.

Now that this deception has been exposed with one word, Hong Guang is in a dilemma.

He was absolutely unwilling to hand over the relic.But if it is not handed over, it seems that there will be no good ending.

Hong Dong tapped the green jade stick, and said: "Actually, I came in time, and it can be said that I saved your life. After the failure 45 years ago, Moku Jueyu will tentatively come to the earth again recently. Many of the masters in the confrontation lost their lives due to injuries and passed away."

"If they succeed this time, under the cover of the Demon Realm, you will definitely be caught no matter how far you hide with the dream relic in your body, and destroy all the people and things involved in the dream return method."

Hong Guang's face changed, he knew that his elder brother really did not lie.

"Is the situation really that critical?"

Hong Guang asked unwillingly, "But I think the whole world is relatively peaceful now, with only some small-scale wars in local areas, which is completely different from the situation back then."

Just as Hong Dong was about to answer, his eyes froze suddenly, and his eyes were radiant, scanning his surroundings.

Seeing his appearance, Hong Guang also guessed that there was something wrong around him, but with his own skill, he couldn't detect it at all.

He gritted his teeth, and took out a gray-white round bead from his bosom. The surface of the bead had a dull luster, and it was the dream relic.

Holding the relic in his hand, Hong Guang felt differently. He immediately noticed that there were actually five people standing outside the door of the living room.

They were just separated by the door of the living room on the first floor, and they didn't even notice it before.

"Boss of the evil sect, we seem to have been discovered."

The young man with white hair covering his eyes shattered the door with a flick of his finger.

The living room was already very bright, but when the door was broken, from the direction where the five people were standing, very strong light and dust hit the living room.

Hong Guang involuntarily felt a small feeling in his heart, as if there were not five people standing outside his living room door.

It is the immortal mountain of diamonds, the cloud of light that covers the sky and is full of turbulent flames, the black vortex that hangs between the worlds, and the giant shadow that is in charge of disasters on the earth.

All have a surreal strong presence, forming a substantial aura that emanates from them.

But then, the warm touch in the palm of the hand made all the scenes beyond reality in front of Hong Guang shrink and return to normal.

He understood that the power of those people outside the door could distort his senses just by appearing there undisguised.

Just like when people walk in the air, there will always be dust particles that will be affected and absorbed.

To those people, Hong Guang's strength was just such an insignificant speck of dust.

"Originally, I just wanted to find someone with a high status, search my memory, and check if there is any hidden background here. I didn't expect such an unexpected harvest."

The white-haired youth Lei Mengbai clapped his hands, "This thing is obviously full of the essence of Buddhist martial arts. It is not suitable for you, but it is destined for me."

"Hurry up!"

Hong Dong shot with a stick and intercepted in the air, but he shouted loudly.

"Back to Meng Daqian, all the Buddhas of the Three Times!"

The dreamy brilliance swept across Hong Kong in an instant.