I, the lord of ghost stories

The lobby on the first floor is relatively quiet. Behind the counter is a beautiful woman in a slim skirt, with a gentle temperament, looking at something with her head down, which seems to be a book.

As she wandered past Sifengyuan, her eyes swept over the gate in confusion.

Seeing the middle-aged man pacing back and forth and finally sitting in the corner of the door, she frowned subconsciously and whispered to herself:

"It's strange that the aura of sin is so weak. This is an ordinary person. How did he get attracted?"

Yuu Sifeng's footsteps stopped less than half a meter away from her, and without her noticing, he walked around the counter and walked to her side.

Flipping through the documents on the counter in front of her.

The rustling sound, that is the sound of papers being turned, is very clear on the quiet counter.

The confused welcome lady, after noticing this, her eyes became confused.

Ignoring Sifeng Yuanyu's figure and the sound he made, her attention continued to focus on the figure sitting on the steps at the door.

"This matter is not quite right, I still need to mention it to the manager...Maybe it is an ordinary person manipulated by a local monster."

"Our hotel is here, and was it finally discovered by a local monster?"

Yuu Sifengyuan quietly flipped through the documents behind the counter.

Most of them are contracts, written in different languages, with changed seals.

There are some characters that Yuu Sifeng doesn't know at all, and they are not human characters at all.

You Sifengyuan has never seen it before, and naturally he can't understand it, but he can understand the meaning of the above statement-these contracts have such special power and some implicit coercive effects.

After flipping through, Sifeng Yuanyou thoughtfully sorted them out, put them neatly, and walked out of the counter.

Along the spiral wooden stairs, all the way up, on the way passing by, there are guests who smell of alcohol.

They each embraced the mature beauties with graceful figures and talked about Tsinghua University, their lustful eyes barely concealed from each other.

However, when everyone saw Sifeng Yuanyu, they seemed to ignore his sense of existence. After stepping aside a little, their attention was shifted to other places.

Walking around in the courtyard, as if in your own home, Yuu Sifengin wandered around on the second floor.

Compared with the first floor, the second floor is much more lively, and the whole is roughly divided into halls and boxes.

The lobby has many tables, machines, all related to get-rich-quick gambling.

The air is filled with the smell of desire.

The melodious piano music, accompanied by the moonlight shining from the ceiling, embellishes the golden hall with some atmosphere.

At a glance, there are quite a few people here, maybe several hundred.

Dice, poker, and many games that Yuu Sifeng couldn't name.

Chuan Xing was among the crowd, and Sifeng Yinyu was observing here.

It's like a non-existent guest.

It's more interesting here than expected.

Because Sifeng Yuanyou didn't find the croupier cheating all the way - this is almost impossible.

Although all the rules are made by them... But, it is better to expect lions not to eat meat than to expect them not to cheat.

Sifeng Yuanyou stood in front of a gambling table and the matching tables and chairs.

Gaming tables and tables and chairs look luxurious and exquisite.

Soft and dreamy lights pour down from the dome.

The only thing worthy of attention on the field was a small golden scale placed in the center of the gaming table.

The brass-colored surface reflects the cold metallic luster, and every time the croupier initiates a new round, the surface of the balance has a subtle streamer of light flashing.

The gaming table is huge, even if there are nearly ten people around it, it doesn't seem crowded at all.

"What is the guest betting on?"

The croupier's business-like smile turned to the few people who had just sat down, stretched out his white and tender palms, and placed them on the gaming table in front of him.

Like the others, she also ignored the existence of Yuu Sifeng and looked at the new guests.

"It's 21 o'clock."

"Then, the game officially begins."

The croupier said without the slightest ups and downs.

At the same time, a flash of light flashed on the surface of the small golden balance on the table.

All the guests who were sitting at the gambling table felt a tingling pain in their hearts, and then it seemed that something was missing in their hearts, with a strange sense of emptiness.

Sensing the sweep of some kind of force, Sifeng Yuanyu looked at the small golden scale in the center of the gambling table.

Under his gaze, one weighing pan of the little golden scale was still empty, while gray chips appeared one after another out of thin air on the other weighing pan.

When the weight of the two weighing pans reached a balance, the gray chips floated up and were stacked neatly in front of every guest.

The style of these chips is arched one by one, like pocket tiles, which can be stacked very high.

Sifeng Yuanyou counted the chips of the guest on his right, and there were probably close to [-] chips.

Several new arrivals were between [-] and [-].

Some guests who have been playing for a while are obviously much less, and even a woman in a corner has only a few dozen chips left.

"Because there are new guests, repeat the rules here."

The beautiful croupier's tone was ruthless, as if it was a routine.

The face that looked even whiter under the light, looked at the new guest with an inexplicable meaning.

"The chips are not endless."

"Dice, Texas, Blackjack, Stud, the game can be in any form, and after the bet is decided, chips will be generated."

"The bargaining chip in your hand is the price you have."

"Everything that really belongs to you can be converted into value here."

"All your emotions and memories, arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony, and lust... will gradually fade away when you lose the chips."

"Besides that, there are longevity and health... In short, I hope you will consider it carefully."

After several rounds of gambling, someone lost all their chips very quickly.

Had to stand up and retreat to the edge of the gaming table.

His face was pale, as if he had just come out of the bathroom, dripping with sweat.

However, the strange thing is that his face is numb and ruthless, like a stone carving.

Wisps of gray mist were continuously drawn out of his body and merged into the pile of gray chips in the hands of the croupier.

"Emotion, thinking... It seems that the emotion is deprived, but in fact it is the power of the soul lost."

"The soul power is weakened and severely overdrawn, so thinking is slow, as if numb."

Seeing this, Yuu Sifengyuan knew it in his heart.

This is not fundamentally different from the process of other monsters gaining fear, it's just a different form.

Those who wish to take the bait, there are many people who are willing to gamble here.

Chips can be exchanged for price, the most common is money, life, health and so on.

In such a place, even if they know that the chances of winning are very low, there will still be people willing to come in.

While thinking this way, someone lost all their chips.

"I'm done losing."

"Sir, you have no chips, so do you want to mortgage?"

"I still have something to mortgage! I mortgage my life!"

The gambler who loses his eyes is trying to make money.

"Okay sir, one day of life corresponds to one chip, you still have

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Days of life, how much do you want to exchange? "

"1000!"

"Please be careful, lifespan is..."

"hurry up!"

The impatient gambler growled expressionlessly, and could no longer see anything else in his red eyes.

"Okay, here it is for you, please sign here."

The handsome croupier, still as elegant as before, quickly pulled out a contract from under the counter and handed it over.

After casually glanced at it, and gritted his teeth, the gambler picked up the pen and signed his name on the signature spot.

Chapter 270 The Second Prayer

The moment he signed his name, his vision was suddenly enveloped in darkness like ink.

A flame burst out, burning slowly in front of his eyes.

The handwriting he wrote by himself turned into a ball of flames before his eyes, thick black smoke rose from the paper, and even caused burning ripples in the air.

At the same time, a certain feeling of being extracted came from the spirit.

Inexplicably, the spirit felt a strong sense of exhaustion.

As if he had stayed up late for two days and two nights, the feeling of fatigue slapped in his mind like a tidal wave.

He didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to find a place to sleep immediately.

"what happened?"

Bracing himself, he supported the table with all his strength, his eyes were in a trance, he tried his best not to close his eyelids, as if he was panting, he asked such words.

"Your life is mortgaged, that's a normal reaction."

The sweet voice is like a distorted record, full of radio noise, and the scene in front of me is sometimes blurred and sometimes clear.

The noisy human voices around him were extremely loud in his ears, like countless annoying flies, which made him feel irritable...

The vision of darkness and fire just now lasted only a few seconds, but it was scary enough!

Reminding himself of his tiredness all the time, let him know that all this is real.

He suddenly staggered to his feet, and the heavy high-backed chair rubbed against the ground, making a sharp sound.

"I... I don't play anymore! I want to go back!"

The welcoming lady wore a polite smile, and suddenly froze for a moment, her cold eyes seemed to kill someone.

Almost as short-lived as an illusion, she immediately regained that elegant and beautiful smirk.

"It may be your first contact, and you may not be used to it. May I prepare a piece of chocolate for you?"

Her manner was impeccable, her manners and demeanor thoughtful, but this did not reassure this guest.

"Could it be... can't I go?"

"Guest, you can leave, but are you sure? If you miss this opportunity, you may not be able to come here again next time?"

"Also, if you leave now, what do you have left? You have already lost your house, your kidney, and your three-year-old child in name... your life has also been mortgaged."

"I want to redeem...life..."

"There is also a 5% fee for redemption, are you sure you don't do anything?"

"Leave now, we will follow the rules and take away what you lost."

"Is that... okay?"

With a slightly threatening tone, Miss Yingbin's still beautiful face made the gambler tremble slightly.