fox repair

This is a small tavern that mainly gathers gambling and sells alcohol as a supplement. The reason why there is a signboard of a restaurant is just to deceive people.

The young man pushed the door open and entered, and there was a lot of noise inside, smelling of alcohol and tobacco.A waiter who had just finished serving wine to a guest saw his ragged clothes, frowned slightly and was about to come over to say something, but the young man took out a sling of money from his pocket and threw it on the waiter's empty tray.

"Warm up with a jug of good wine."

Xiao Er's half-distorted face instantly bloomed like spring flowers. He turned the tray in his hand and put away the money, "Guest officer, wait a moment!" Then he trotted away.

The young man walked to a gaming table with the most people, where Sic Bo was being played, the croupier shook the dice while yelling to buy and leave, and the people around him pressed the copper plate on the board with the words "big" and "big". Small", "pair", "circle dice" and other words.When the dice cup is opened and the points are displayed, there is a burst of sighing, some are happy and some are worried, those who win naturally want to win more, and those who lose, as long as they have money left, look forward to getting their money back in the next round.

After watching for two rounds like this, Xiao Er brought a jug of wine to the young man, the young man took it and was about to drink it, when a white fox jumped onto his lap.The people sitting around the boy were startled, thinking how could there be a fox here!The boy hurriedly hugged the fox, and covered the fox's head with his sleeve while laughing: "A fox dog, it's just a fox dog."

You are the dog!Mo Chen patted it with his paw.The young man dodged in time, held on to the wine jug that was almost tilted, took a sip, and turned his head to smile at Mo Chen. His eyes were deep, his lips were red, and smelled of alcohol, which made Mo Chen slightly taken aback. I feel that these eyebrows are very familiar.But he was soon attracted by the flagon in the young man's hand.

Hmph, prodigal.Mo Chen thought of the money the young man had used to buy wine just now, and secretly vowed that he would never sell anything to him again.He himself forgot, it was because of his gluttony that the boy spent half of his belongings to buy all kinds of food for him.

"Buy and leave, bet big and small!" A new round of dice cups opened, and the young man bet a sling of money on the table with the word "small".

"One, three, and four!"

The odds of buying big and small are [-] to [-], and one penny turns into two pennies in a blink of an eye, and the money for a pot of wine is considered to be back.Only then did Mo Chen calm down, squatting in the boy's arms, and saw that he bet two more coins on "big".

"Twenty-four five open!"

Two pennies turned into four pennies. Looking at the yellow copper plate, Mo Chen couldn't help but licked his lips, and turned his head to look at the boy.The boy also looked down at him with a smile in his eyes. "Ah Chen is finally willing to talk to me? Don't be angry, okay?"

snort!Mo Chen turned his head, and wanted to grab the four strings of copper coins and run away, but the young man was one step ahead of him, and pushed the four strings of coins forward, betting them all on the position where "pair" was written.

"One two two open small!"

Although the opening is small, because there are two two points, that is, a pair, the young man's bet position is just right.Playing Sic Bo, the odds of betting on different styles are different. Of course, the lowest odds is the bet size. Which point, the odds are as high as 150 to 32.For example, the odds of the "pair" that the young man bet on just now are [-] to [-]. In this way, his four-fold bet became [-]-fold in a blink of an eye.

Mo Chen's fox eyes looked straight.He used to gamble when he was a gangster in the Nine Heavens Demon Realm, shaking the dice to bet on the big and small, but he never had so many new ways to play. He didn't know that the odds could be turned so high, so just now he saw the young man making a little money at that little bit, I haven't taken it to heart yet, so at this time, I have neglected righteousness for profit, and I started to calculate in my heart...

He is a demon cultivator. In a gambling house opened by mortals, it should not be too easy to use spells to control the number of dice.Therefore, it was rare for Mo Chen to concentrate and began to study the odds of various tricks.

It's not a big deal to win the big and small bets, but it's a bit conspicuous to bet on the next pair after three rounds in a row.Many gamblers noticed the young man, and when they saw him face to face, some people came up to chat with him.

"My little brother is a foreigner? What do you do here for a living?"

The young man didn't shirk, and said bluntly: "I came here after fleeing famine from other places, and I do some small businesses such as divination, divination and word interpretation."

It turned out to be a fortune teller!No wonder every bet wins!Several people chatted with the young man for a while, and they were surprised that he was a master of Taoism, and he was eloquent in discussing the five elements and eight trigrams, so they followed him to bet money.

It was another round of opening, this time the boy had bet on a specific number of points in advance, at [-] o'clock.The odds of specific points are higher than those of pairs. Converted according to the probability of the points appearing, the odds of the sum of points being five points or sixteen points are one to eighteen. If you win this time, you can get ten back. Eight times the principal.The young man generously bet all the copper coins that had been piled up in front of him, and the few people who followed him to bet also gritted their teeth, and simply risked all their capital and bet on sixteen o'clock.

"Come, come, buy it, let's ring the bell to see if it's big or small!" The croupier glanced at the young man unobtrusively while reciting the words, and then put the dice cup on the table, everyone held their breath and focused.

Mo Chen clearly saw that the moment the dice cup was held, the sum of the points of the three dice inside was exactly sixteen, but the moment the croupier opened the dice cup, the dice inside turned over by themselves. Converted points.

cheating!How dare he play tricks in front of him, the gangster leader of the Nine Heavens Demon Realm.It's too old to break ground, and I'm impatient to live!

"Four six six, sixteen o'clock!!! Oh my god, it's really sixteen o'clock!"

When the croupier completely lifted the lid of the dice cup, those who bet with the young man cheered immediately, their eyes were bloodshot and their faces were flushed, almost knocking down the floor of the tavern.The croupier trembled when he heard the sound, with an expression of disbelief on his face, he looked at the three dice and saw that it was indeed 66, [-], [-], and his face turned pale with fright.

"Four, four, six, six..." The croupier sang the result, a little stuttering, and his voice was not as clear as before. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve while re-covering the dice cup, and went to the dice cup secretly. The mysterious boy glanced in the direction and shook again.

However, the boy didn't look at the croupier at this time, but just looked down at the white fox in his arms.

Mo Chen squinted his eyes in satisfaction, and was wagging his tail contentedly, when he suddenly felt someone gently pinch his hind paws, so he turned his head, but his ears felt hot, only to hear the young man whispering in his ears: "Ah Chen, you can't do that!" Then use the fairy method."

Mo Chen was stunned, a little in disbelief.He has never exposed his spells in front of this kid, how does he know that he is not an ordinary white fox?Even those who have no clear view regard him as the Holy Spirit because of the face of the god stick back then, but they still don't know his true identity.As for the magic stick, it is even more impossible to tell the brat about these things, but he died without even seeing the kid.

Just thinking about it, Mo Chen suddenly heard a voice breaking into his consciousness——

"This senior demon cultivator is so interested that he came to visit the mortal world. I don't know your name?"

This shock was not small, Mo Chen immediately became vigilant, regardless of the number of new rounds of dice cups, he looked around, trying to find the source of the voice.

"Who are you?" Mo Chen asked coldly in his consciousness.To be able to truly speak human words, the monster race must be transformed into a form, but the eighth-level monsters can communicate with humans in the consciousness.Without the master's permission, using the technique of sound transmission to invade the spiritual consciousness of a cultivator, this cultivation level must not be much lower than that of the invaded person.Whether the speaker is a human or a demon, his cultivation is at least at the Golden Core Stage or above the Core Condensation Stage.

"Haha, seniors don't need to worry, this junior has no malicious intentions. The secular world of Yao Kingdom has always been managed by the major cultivating families and sects. This area is the jurisdiction of the Ning family in Yunling, and this junior is just a steward of the Ning family."

"Oh...then what do you want to do?" Mo Chen had judged the other party's cultivation base from the sound transmission technique at this time, and this was just a junior at the early stage of Jindan, so he relaxed a little in his heart, and the spiritual power condensed on his body also eased. down.

"The secular world is no better than the world of cultivating immortals, but it also has the rules of the secular world. This is just a casino in the secular world. Why bother seniors to play tricks on these stupid mortals here? Pay tribute to your elders.”

These words are quite polite, the essence is to let Mo Chen leave the casino quickly, so as not to break the order.

Although Mo Chen is ignorant of the world, he is not the kind of monster who doesn't understand anything. He and the magic stick have been traveling in the world for many years. Stop monks from doing evil in the world.The strength of these families and sects should not be underestimated. This person just named "Yunling Ning Family" for him. Although he has never heard of it, he must be a powerful character.

Weighed over and over again, Mo Chen was really worried about leaving the stinky boy alone in this black-hearted gambling den, but he couldn't really refuse to give that person any face, so he sent a voice transmission to the boy: "Come out with me, get out of here."

The white fox who grew up with him since he was a child suddenly spoke in his head, but instead of being surprised, the boy calmly smiled and said, "Are you annoyed, Chen? Then go out and play first, I'm lucky today, I'll take another two bets. "

Bet two more and you'll lose your pants!

At this moment, a new round of gambling started, and the dice cup was placed on the table again. The croupier opened the dice cup and sang: "Three, four, five, big!" Great location.

The croupier didn't play tricks this time.

"Senior, don't worry, this junior can assure you that no cheating will happen again tonight." The voice came again.

In this way, Mo Chen couldn't say anything more, so he could only silently jump off the boy's lap, look back, and rush out of the tavern.

As soon as Mo Chen came out of the tavern, he saw a male cultivator standing in front of him, wearing a moon white Taoist robe, with a beautiful and personable appearance. As soon as he saw Mo Chen, he politely behaved like a junior, not because Mo Chen was a monster And neglect.Mo Chen's cultivation level is two steps higher than his, so he can bear this courtesy.

"Thank you senior for meeting me. This is a thousand-year-old spirit grass. It can be regarded as a meeting gift for seniors on behalf of the Yunling Ning family. I hope seniors don't dislike it."

The millennium spirit grass is no longer considered a small gift, Mo Chen took the spirit grass and put it in the mandarin duck's pillow, without talking to the male cultivator.The male cultivator didn't overstep, he just stood outside the tavern with Mo Chen, checking the situation inside with his spiritual sense.

Mo Chen knew that as long as he didn't intervene, the monk wouldn't care about him anymore, so in order not to cause trouble, he couldn't do anything except use spells to check the gambling situation inside.

The people gathered around the Sic Bo gaming table were densely packed, because of the prior warning from the monks, the owner of the gambling hall did not dare to instruct the croupiers to do anything, so every time the young man made a bet, more and more gamblers began to follow him. The young man bet and won a lot of money, he has become a madman, and he has the momentum to stop until he squeezes out the gambling house tonight.As a result, the tavern owner prepared a three-foot white silk, and planned to hang himself after closing.

The boy will win every gamble tonight, Mo Chen doesn't believe that he really has the ability to calculate the result by pinching his fingers, it may indeed be as he said, he is lucky tonight.But it is precisely because of this uncertainty that Mo Chen is worried, and has been paying attention to the situation inside. He is not afraid that the brat will lose money, but he is afraid that so many people who bet with the brat will lose money, and he will not be able to bear it. Live again and hunt him down throughout the city.

In the middle of the night, it is the last opening that is about to close.

The croupier in the dice cup was sweating all over, and he didn't know whether he was tired or frightened. When he sang "Buy Ding and Leave Hand" for the last time, he saw the boy bet on three three-point "Wai Dice". "Location.

Now the whole tavern is boiling!

Wai dice!

Odds one lost 150 ah!

When the tavern owner heard about it, he rolled his eyes and passed out. Originally, his neck was hanging on the white silk to put on airs, but now his body softened, his hands trembled, and the bench under his feet fell.

"Go! Go! Go!"

For this bet, almost every gambler bet all their bets, and the odds of 150:[-] are enough to make anyone be bewitched.They roared in unison, smashed the table, and stepped on the ground, like a group of beasts that lost their minds, their eyes fixed on the dice cup, almost shooting fire.

There was only one person in the crowd, guarding the copper coins on the small mountain, with a calm face and no movement in all directions.

The croupier was sweating profusely, and the veins in his hand clasped in the dice cup stood out.

Before the dice cup was uncovered, Mo Chen checked the dots under the dice cup with his spiritual sense, his eyes popped out, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

"Buy and leave, ring, ring the bell..." the croupier said, taking a deep breath and uncovering the dice cup.

At that moment, it seemed as if the air had also frozen, and the small space that was still boiling up against the sky a moment ago could now hear the sound of a needle falling.

"One, two, three, open the small..."

Then, before everyone had time to react, a white light came in from outside.

Mo Chen spotted the young man's nape collar, grabbed it in his mouth and ran away.