The villain is always fake and cold [Comprehensive Mythology]

Cang Xiao smiled and said: "Little brother, wealth and wealth are in danger, and we have no other way to do so. Besides, this gambling is also resigned to fate, if God favors you, you can win when?"

"Win?" The beggar looked at him and couldn't help laughing, "If you have a way to win, you wouldn't come to a place like Tiankuifang. Don't say good things twice, if you want to die, go quickly, don't Block me from the sun."

"This..." Cang Xiao didn't speak again.

Nezha looked at Cang Xiao, and said, "Since that's the case, I'll go in first, and the messenger will wait outside."

"Okay, be careful in everything, just do what I said on the road."

Cang Xiao stood here and watched the three go in.

Seeing that he was still standing, the beggar said: "You guys are smart, leave one person behind to collect the body, I think you'd better leave quickly, a few of them go in, but they never return."

Although this man is a beggar, he sees things clearly. Cang Xiao knelt down and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but they have to go this time. Just pretend you haven't seen them and get a good night's sleep sleep."

After Cang Xiaoyan said, he stood up, spiritual power came out from his fingers, and landed on the beggar's head, and the originally clear person fell into a drowsy sleep.

Cang Xiao walked to an empty alley, turned into a spirit butterfly and flew into Tiankui Square.

Completely different from the street, this workshop is extremely lively.A crowd was clamoring around the largest table.

Cang Xiao perched on the beam of the house, and at the end of the table was a very pale scholar, dressed in white, with some nails on his slender fingers.

The scholar held the fan, looked at the old man opposite and said slowly: "When you enter my Tiankui Square, there will be no turning back, what does the old man ask for?"

The old man supported the table and said: "I don't ask for anything at this age, I only hope that my son's illness can be cured sooner."

"Okay." The scholar closed his fan, looked at the person opposite, and said, "The bone on the table, I will put it into this clay pot. When Ah Shi shakes the pot well, you can guess what's wrong. It’s still Yang Jue. If the old man guesses correctly, report your son’s birthday and we will guarantee his longevity. If you lose, I won’t say anything later, you know it yourself.”

"Yes……"

While the two were talking, Cang Xiao looked intently at the bones on the table, but they were all polished into small pieces with runes engraved on each side, there were only two types, one was like fire and the other was like water.Fire is said to be flaming upwards, which is yang, and water is said to moisten downwards, which is yin.

The boy named Ah Shi threw the bone on the table into the pot, turned the bone upside down several times in the air and put it back on the table.

This thing is made of pottery, ordinary people can't see what's inside, but Cang Xiao can see it clearly.

"Yang..." The old man thought for a long time and said a word slowly.

Cang Xiao looked at the bone with the fire pattern facing upwards, and turned it over by himself.

"Have you thought about it?" the scholar asked him.

The old man looked at the jar, and after careful consideration, he nodded his head heavily.

In this way, there is no chance of winning.Cang Xiao sent a little spiritual power in, and the original water patterns were replaced with fire patterns.

When the jar got up, the scholar was slightly taken aback.

The surroundings fell silent for a moment, and everyone's eyes fell on the scholar.

Tiankuifang has been here for so many years, but it has never won a bet.

After a while, the scholar smiled slightly and said, "Good luck, old man, tell me your birthday, right?"

"Yes yes yes..." The old man breathed a sigh of relief, Fang followed Ah Shi to the inner room to get a pen and paper.

Nezha watched from a distance, but he didn't see any sideways, nothing more than bullying mortals who don't know magic, and secretly manipulated them.

Yang Jian looked at the scholar and said, "Look at that man's face and stature, he looks a bit coquettish."

Nezha snorted coldly and said, "If you're neither male nor female, what will you look like?"

Yang Jian said nothing more, just watched quietly until no one came up to gamble with the scholar.

"Is there anyone else?" The boy named Ah Shi yelled.

Nezha got up slowly and shouted, "Yes!"

The people inside heard the voice and hurriedly searched for the prestige, and seeing that it was a young boy, they couldn't help laughing.

The scholar looked at Nezha and said, "Little brother is so young, what do you want to ask for?"

Nezha slightly bent the corners of his mouth, and said, "I hope you will be able to rise to the top and go straight to the sky."

The scholar smiled when he heard the words, and said: "Good ambition, now that you have thought about it, let's start."

Ah Shi heard the sound, and put the bones on the table into the pot one by one in front of everyone. When the clay pot was put in their hands and returned to the table, everyone watched with bated breath.Half of it is to see if there are any winners today, and the other half is to see Nezha's jokes.

Cang Xiaofei circled over Nezha's head for a while, and returned to the beam again.

"Yin." Nezha said one word.

The scholar glanced at Ah Shi, and Ah Shi opened the jar, and it turned out that the water pattern was facing upwards.

"Master, this..." Ah Shi looked at the scholar.

The scholar didn't panic, he just glanced at the bones on the table and said, "Tiankui Square, there has never been a precedent of losing twice in one day."

Nezha looked at him and said in a deep voice, "It will be available today."

"Is that so, I'm afraid someone is playing tricks on it." He narrowed his eyes, and soon someone came from the dark and blocked him behind.

Nezha smiled and said, "If you lose, you lose. What are you doing?"

The scholar said: "Naturally, it's to find out who did the tricks."

After he finished speaking, he spread out the fan in his hand, suddenly a silver thread came from the corner, but it was not towards Nezha but the beam of the house.Several silver threads formed a cage beside the butterfly, trapped the butterfly in it, and returned to the scholar.

"It must be this little thing that's causing the trouble." The scholar looked at the thing in his hand, and said with a smile, "It's a bit of a skill if you dare to play tricks in Tiankuifang."

He clenched the silver cage a little bit, and soon the things in his hands turned into fly ash.

"Messenger..." Nezha was about to step forward, but Yang Jian stopped him.

Cang Xiao was safe and sound, and had already escaped to the roof of Tiankui Square.Those silver threads just now had really strong spiritual power, if he hadn't immediately transformed into the body of a spirit butterfly, he might have been trapped in it.

That fan is unusual, could it be a treasure obtained from somewhere?

Cang Fu leaned over and looked at the place outside Tiankui Square, there were already silver threads rushing out of the square.The beggar on the opposite side seemed to be doing nothing, still basking in the sun.

Suddenly, a silver thread broke through the roof tiles and wrapped itself around the man's right hand.

"..." Is this inescapable?

Hearing a sound, Lian Ren and the tile landed on the gambling table in the workshop.

"Ao Bing."

Cang Xiao heard someone calling, before he stood up, another hand was wrapped around another hand by silver threads, he was really embarrassed.

"Sneaking in, what does it look like?" the scholar said, raising his hand.

The silver thread that bound Cang Xiao tightened a little, and his wrists were red.

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