On the day I was released from prison, I was surrounded by my enemies. In desperation, I bit my finger and blood dripped on the mountain ghost money Cheng Yun left me.
The next second, thunder broke down the street lights, and the strong wind knocked open the rusty iron door - I escaped death, but I could no longer taste the taste.
Later I discovered that this copper coin was alive.
It feeds on blood and gives people "luck".
You must win every bet in the casino, but the price is to forget your mother's face; to avoid the deadly pursuit, your right hand begins to be inexplicably paralyzed.
It wasn't until I became the "Master He Tianshi" who was feared by underground casinos that Cheng Yun found me.
The little mute in the past is now holding a gun, and the screen lights up with files from thirty years ago:
"Chen Xuan, the deceased, is the last descendant of the Mountain Ghost Sacrifice."
The file photo shows the man in Mao suit who handed me the coins in the rain four years ago.
The muzzle of the gun was pressed between my eyebrows.
Cheng Yun's voice was hoarse and broken:
"Brother Xing, what is engraved on the back of the copper coin is my horoscope."
"It's feeding me with your blood."
——Use blood as a guide and luck as a sacrifice. Congratulations on getting rich, good fortune everywhere.
