Many dealers in the gambling house looked human on the outside, but their souls were all manner of strange beings.
Chen Shi saw the next table's dealer, who had the head of a chicken and the body of a human, dressed in turquoise with peony flowers of intermingling red and yellow embroidered on it. Behind the chicken-headed dealer, a rooster's long feathers hung down, nearly dragging along the ground.
He walked toward another table where the dealer resembled a sky moth, with grey, hairy fan-shaped antennae on a small, fluffy head, wearing a grey-black Daoist robe with gold edges, embroidered with the pattern of the five poisons in red threads.
They had two pairs of white wings on their back, appearing human yet inhuman.
"Could the Chicken Demon lose control and be manipulated by instinct to eat the Sky Moth Demon?" Chen Shi suddenly had such a thought cross his mind.
