I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

Chapter 22 Brothel? Gambling house?
The waiter suddenly felt something was wrong.

Even if Jin Chan lived in the mountains all year round, it is impossible that he had never heard of the name of Pudu Xianshi.

"I used to suffer from hysteria and only recovered in recent days, but my family members were all exhausted and I had nowhere else to go, so I chose to go down the mountain."

After so many years of living a life full of intrigue, lying has become a piece of cake for Jin Chan.

"Oh, I see!"

Hearing this, the waiter didn't think much about it.

The two continued walking along the dark street until they turned a corner.

A beam of light that shouldn't be there at night pierced Jin Chan's eyes.

There was a tall building with green tiles, red walls and carved window frames standing in front of me, which seemed out of place compared to other places in the town.

Countless red lanterns were hung high at the gate, and on the huge doorplate were three large gold-plated characters "Huajianlou". People of all kinds were coming in and out, making the place very lively.

A dozen graceful young girls with heavy makeup on were posing and flirting on the street.

They were smiling, with a hint of teasing in their eyes.

Whenever someone passed by, she would take the other person's arm and pull them into the building with sweet words.

"Isn't this a brothel? Didn't you say you were going to a gambling house?"

Jin Chan swallowed.

When I was in the palace, I heard that there was a place among the people that specialized in using beautiful women to please men.

There, people party and indulge in debauchery every night, and their consumption in one night is equivalent to farmers' harvest in several years.

Although Qin law explicitly prohibited the operation of such places, they were still rampant and brothels continued to flourish among the people.

Many officials even disregarded the law and would take off their court robes at night, change into them secretly and go out to enjoy themselves.

"There are five floors here in total. The first three floors are brothels, and the last two floors are gambling houses. The boss lady goes there to play a few games every night."

The waiter glanced at Jin Chan, a "country bumpkin" who had just entered the secular world, and there was a hint of pride in his tone.

"From what I see, Gongzi Town isn't very wealthy, so how could there be such a luxurious place?"

Jin Chan was puzzled. Logically speaking, the cost of a night in a place like this was not something that ordinary people could afford.

"Master, have you forgotten that this is the Southern Wilderness?"

"Since the arrival of Master Pudu, who needs money? Life is all that matters!"

Just as the waiter finished speaking.

A big man in tattered clothes and with a red face was thrown out of the store by a group of servants.

"No, don't chase me away. I still have life. I want to gamble for another ten years!"

The big man struggled to get up from the ground, staggering and shouting incoherently.

"Bah! You've already lost your life tonight. If the boss lady didn't want you to die in the store and affect the business, she wouldn't have given you the life of this cup of tea!"

The servant had just finished speaking.

The big man suddenly twitched, his eyes rolled back, and he fell to the ground again with foam coming out of his mouth.

"What happened?" Jin Chan asked.

"What else can I do? My life is over!"

"Dozens of people die here every night. It's very common."

The waiter answered nonchalantly.

"The body was just left at the gate?"

Jin Chan didn't sympathize with the guy who lost his life, he was just curious about his behavior.

"You'll know if you wait a little longer."

Sudden.

The big man's skin suddenly became dry and wrinkled, like a dried corpse with blood sucked out.

Big blood-red eyeballs burst out of his face and rolled onto the muddy ground.

A long tongue hangs from the mouth.

Then the torso began to slowly shrink and tighten until it turned into a dry little meatball and stopped.

The servant nearby kicked the meatball towards the doghouse in the distance.

After finishing, he didn't forget to spit.

During the whole process, the visitors entering and leaving the gate didn't even look at it, as if they had long been accustomed to it.

"This is the result of using up your life. Alas! Simple meals don't cost much, so why bother?" The waiter sighed.

He couldn't figure it out.

Since Master Pudu came to the Southern Wilderness, the poor no longer had to work in the fields or take risks in going up the mountains to hunt.

If you just want to maintain food and clothing, a dozen years of your life will be enough to support your whole family for a lifetime. But you insist on indulging in pleasure and the thrill of gambling, and finally lose your life!
When Jin Chan saw this scene, the sentence describing the Southern Wilderness in Lanshu Tower suddenly popped into his mind.

[Southern Wasteland: Evil spirits abound, and heretical and unorthodox methods are rampant. No sect in the Central Plains is willing to enter! ]

Isn't this method of taking away people's lifespan a clear sign of a cult?

"Master, it's our turn to go in!"

After the waiter finished speaking, he pulled Jin Chan inside.

Enter the building.

The level of luxury here is far more exaggerated than Jin Chan had imagined.

Fine wines and delicious food were spent lavishly, and collectibles, calligraphy and paintings could be seen everywhere. The place was in no way inferior to the restaurants frequented by dignitaries in Xianyang city.

But unlike Xianyang City, in this place there are not only rich people wearing brocade and silk, but also peasants wearing coarse clothes and linen pants.

It’s just that when the rich paid for transactions, they used the lives of their servants and slaves.

The poor could only cut their wrists to let the blood flow.

However, the most eye-catching thing is the huge white jade Guanyin standing in the center of the hall and reaching the roof.

"Uncle, would you like to have some comfort on the first three floors first?" The waiter smiled obscenely at Jin Chan.

"No need, just take me to see your boss lady."

Jin Chan would not have any interest in women from such places.

Walking up the mahogany stairs, the two soon arrived at the gambling house on the fourth floor.

Different from the bright lights and feasting on the first three floors, the fourth floor was filled with smoke and chaos, and the shouting of gamblers seemed to be able to blow the roof off.

"Master, this is the only place in Gongzi Town where you can prolong your life, but it will cost you 90%. Do you want to give it a try?"

The waiter pointed to the gambling tables around and asked meaningfully.

"Extend life? How do you extend life?"

"It's just gambling! If you are lucky and win ten years of life from a gambler or a dealer, you can exchange it for one year of life here."

It was actually possible to do this, Jin Chan was shocked.

But suddenly he changed his mind and thought, if he could transfer the life span of the golden cicada to Ying Lou, wouldn't that allow Ying Lou to live forever!
"You can have some fun with it!"

Jin Chan said.

"Okay, I'll arrange it for you right away. Please wait here for a moment!"

The waiter couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, looking like he had succeeded in his evil plan.

Jin Chan stood casually beside a gambling table, holding his breath quietly in this noisy environment, listening carefully to the conversation between the waiter and the dealer at the counter in the distance.

"Brother, I brought a piglet today, I want 10% of the profit this time!"

The waiter quietly pointed to the direction where Jin Chan was standing and said.

"Bah, you don't deserve it! For a 10% profit, do you want the boss lady to kill me?"

The dealer said disdainfully.

"Don't be impatient. Listen to me first. This piglet is different. His blood is very strong. A strand of his blood is equivalent to thirty years of lifespan for others."

You have to know that in the Southern Wilderness, ordinary people only live for more than 40 years at most. This strand of golden cicada's blood is almost equal to a person's lifespan.

"Are you sure? There may not be one person with such vigorous Qi and blood in ten thousand people."

The banker narrowed his eyes and looked carefully at the cicada in the distance.

"It's absolutely true. The Guanyin statue in the tavern was blown up by him today!"

The waiter patted his chest and said confidently.

"Okay, but it's only halfway done. For this kind of person, the boss lady has to take action herself."

The dealer thought about it and agreed.

Returning to Jin Chan, the waiter put on a flattering expression again.

"Master, everything is settled, just follow me, and the boss lady will bet with you in person!"

The waiter bent over and respectfully invited Jin Chan to a luxurious gambling table.

(End of this chapter)