Starting from the sound of a gong in the Banyue Tower, just after a pot of tea, the water sign in front of the Banyue Tower was only two newly replaced. The big font with three big characters written on it - Dou Qisha!

It is said that this is a handwritten calligraphy by an old man from the four largest capitals of the capital. After recording the edict of Emperor Xuantong's abdication, the old man said to the outside world that he was heartbroken. From then on, he closed his pen and ignored the world. Unexpectedly, this time someone invited him out, and he wrote two water signs!

In the late Qing Dynasty, there was no need to prepare the best old paper, including the Tang Mo of Qimen and the Golden Pen of Rat-shou. Who dared to let this old man start writing?

Not to mention splashing ink on the water sign that cannot be kept at all...

With these two water signs that make people feel shocked when they see them, it is not surprising that a long new book case is long in front of the half-month building!

According to the young men who were guarding those books, this year's big dealer, Mr. Qi San, has a broad face and a solid foundation. In order to make the young and young men who support the young and young men, he deliberately changed the previous rules of betting on the betting - when the gong was lit on the Banyuelou, before the second sound of the gong, the old and young men with two big sons in their pockets bets, and see if the seven-kill scorpion in Najiu's hand can get the lottery, or the Nan scorpion that has not been exposed in his hand can become the insect king!?

The odds are also kind, and they are all a game of compensation, just like Liba throwing big boys on the street to win or lose, and glaring at each other, no one is slandering each other!

Wearing a long gown made by Rui Fengxiang overnight, Master Qi San sat upright on a chair on the third floor of the Banyuelou, and nodded to the scorpion fighters who came up to pay his respects to him with a smile, and occasionally greeted the scorpion fighters who were quite condescending to the scorpion fighters who were pleasing to him.

On the opposite side of Master Qi San's face, Na Jiu, dressed in a short dress, looked nervous. In addition, Qiu Laohu was hot. From the time he sat down on the Grand Master's chair on the third floor of the Banyuelou, Na Jiu's sweat had never dried up. In a short while, he wet his back and his heart was so big that he felt very big.

For example, Master Na Jiu who was sitting in pins and needles, Xiang Youbao, who was standing behind Master Na Jiu, had a free expression on his face. Especially when he saw the small scorpion jar on the table next to his hand, Master Qi San was even more confidently stroking the scorpion jar he was holding in his hand, and from time to time he showed a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the bright moon rising eastward, and the noise of betting bets beside the desk outside the door gradually subsided, Master Qi San coughed gently and bowed to Master Na Jiu who was sitting opposite him: "Master Na Jiu!"

He stood up in panic, and Master Na Jiu immediately clasped his fists and arched to the ground: "Master Qi San, you have raised me! I dare not treat you as the word "Master", just call me to be a son of Jiu..."

Yun Danfeng smiled lightly, and Master Qi San slowly stood up from the Grand Master's chair: "On the scorpion-fighting table, no matter the noble and low, the ones who are on the court are all the masters! The sixteen scorpion-fighting players selected yesterday are now only the two of us left! As I said... I don't need to take out the scorpion-fighting game in front of me, we will see the truth in one game! I guess it's almost done, Master Na Jiu, let's fight now?"

Nodding his head hurriedly, Master Na Jiu agreed without any worries: "Master Qi San has the final say! Master San has the final say..."

He gently grabbed the scorpion jar on the table next to his hand, and Master Qi San took the opportunity to take a scorpion basket made of purple bamboo silk from the butler who was serving him: "This year's autumn insect meeting, among the scorpion fighters who are playing scorpion fighters, there are only the two scorpions we serve now! But coincidentally... It's said that the Seven Killing Scorpions are rare in a thousand years, but this year there are two, which is really strange!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a scorpion-fighting player next to him immediately put on the topic: "What a pity that the Seven Killing Scorpion fell into the hands of a female! If I trained it in the hands of the third master for a few days, I would have decided early on the winning or losing of the bet tonight?"

With his eyes slanted, Master Qi Santiao glanced at the scorpion-fighting player who was making fun of him: "It was originally a joke with all the men, but some people took it seriously! Yesterday, the girl was originally a junior in a friend of my Qi family. The young man's character had heard about the grand occasion of the Autumn Insect Club in the Sijiu City, and he had to come and see it! But the old face of his friend at home, so he could only let the child play around with it..."

Rubbing the scorpion jar made of purple bamboo silk in his hand, Master Qi San gently opened the lid on the scorpion jar and slowly poured the purple-colored scorpion in the scorpion jar into the scorpion basin: "Fortunately, the child just Liang Liang's scorpion brought from my Qi family, but he hasn't really started yet!"

In the midst of an uproar, Master Qi San's face remained unchanged, but he just looked at Master Na Jiu and Xiang Youbao standing aside dumbfoundedly: "Since you have rare things like the Seven Killing Scorpion in your hands, you naturally cannot let down the elegant intentions of the Qiu Chuang Club - Master Na Jiu, please!"

Although it means that the third master of Qi is talking lies with his eyes open, the Scorpion Fighting Players who are lying dormant after seeing the Scorpion Domestic Scorpion who are qualified to climb to the third floor of the Banyuelou immediately started to clamor: "It's all Scorpion Scorpion, who is higher and lower, see you in the field!"

"The Seven Killing Scorpions are equipped with some gold and stone. This is Mr. Guan holding the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and the Lv Wenhou riding the Rouge Red Rabbit Horse! This time... the Seven Killing Scorpions in Master Na Jiu's hand are probably not enough to see?!"

"Who said no?! Even if there is no gold and stone, the Seven Killing Scorpion on Master Na Jiu's hand has been fought one after another. No matter how powerful it is, it is already a tired soldier! However, the Seven Killing Scorpion on Master Qi's hand is to accumulate energy and wait for this game tonight!"

"Master Na Jiu, no matter whether you win or lose, you have to keep it tight! Why are you trembling?! Show your baby scorpion! "

"I listen to the one below the building. Here are some 200 scorpions on the third master's hand! Don't tell me about cash collection. When did the Cui family in the north of Dashilan be relied on the accounts on the scene?"

Seeing that Master Na Jiu was already gray and could not move his footsteps, Xiang Youbao simply pressed Master Na Jiu to the chair, and walked to the opposite Master Qi San with the scorpion jar in his arms: "The third master is clear, my uncle is not in a good state today. Will I succeed in this battle?"

Twisting the short beard under the jaw, Master Qi San nodded generously: "This is fighting for scorpions, not swordsmen in the battle industry. You have to go into battle! Come on!"

After thanking Master Qi San, Xiang Youbao reached out to find a golden shepherd's grass from his arms and blocked the mouth of the scorpion jar. He gently shook the scorpion jar and poured out the scorpion dormant in the scorpion jar.

Just when I saw the scorpion that just fell into the scorpion basin, the scorpion players watching around couldn't help but sniffed the air conditioner again!

After only one night, I don’t know what methods Na Jiuye and Xiang Youbao used. The huge black scorpion was flashing with golden spots all over the body. Especially the two huge pliers and the high-rise scorpion tail, it was a natural golden color, and it looked like the black scorpion was covered with two gold weapons!

He nodded to the same surprised and inexplicable Master Qi San and the judge of the Fighting Scorpion standing by the table. Xiang Youbao tried his best to block the black Fighting Scorpion who was about to rush to the frightened scorpion, and shouted to Mr. Qi San, "Master Qi San, let's fight now?"

After letting out a sigh of relief, Master Qi San reached out and pulled out a golden shepherd's grass from the scorpion basket held by the butler, and gently pointed it on his blue-purple scorpion: "Then let's fight!"

As two shepherd's grass pulled out at the same time, the black scorpion with two golden pliers immediately hit the opponent, and pretended to be one force to reduce the tenth time.

The blue-purple fighting scorpion, which was always dormant on the side of the scorpion basin, seemed to care about the opponent's collision at all. As the black fighting scorpion was about to hit, the blue-purple fighting scorpion flexibly swung the sting at its tail. After a few steps, the sting at its tail nimbled and accurately pierced the head of the black fighting scorpion!

With just this blow, many scorpion-fighting players watching the battle were already screaming!

The old players who serve the scorpion know that when a real scorpion fights on the field, they will never fight with each other. Instead, they always look at the opportunity in dodging, and then stabbed a fatal blow to the opponent's vitals!

In other words, after such a fatal blow on the head, the scorpion fighting that everyone said was noticed was over, and all the money that all the scorpion fighting players bet on, as well as everything that Na Jiu or Qi Sanye said to have paid, have settled!

Many scorpion fighters around the table reached out and touched their arms, grabbing one or several tart tickets that could make them rich or lose their money...

But to the surprise of all scorpion fighters, the black-colored scorpion just swayed slightly after being hit by this fatal blow, and once again struck his opponent with his pliers.

Unpredictable, the purple-colored scorpion was hit hard on one side of the scorpion basin. As two golden pliers locked the tail of the scorpion, the two scorpions immediately entangled together.

Just like when fighting in close combat, larger people will always have a certain advantage. When the two fighting scorpions were just entangled together, the black fighting scorpions flipped over in a few seconds and pressed their opponent tightly under them. The blue-purple fighting scorpions were not to be outdone. The slender and powerful tail thorns kept stabbing like lightning, trying to let the opponent let go of themselves because of the pain after being attacked.

In the sudden silence, every time the needle on the tail of the blue-purple scorpion was dropped, people could hear the subtle "hissing" sound. But with that "hissing" sound, there was another vaguely discernible dull sound, which made all scorpion players feel tight!

I don’t know who it was, but finally couldn’t help but be surprised. Liang opened his voice and shouted: “Wearing armor! This black scorpion has already been served with a shell! Not to mention a sting needle, it is rare to stab it in even a steel needle!”

In front of everyone, the black-colored scorpion seemed to be no longer willing to fall into such endless entanglements and struggles. As two huge pliers clamped the opponent's body and tail tightly, the black-colored scorpion exerted force and actually tore the opponent's tail apart!
Chapter completed!