Taichu Yandao: Starting from the Villain

In the gambling hall, Shen and Qian were also full of curiosity, looking at the gray-robed scholar with burning eyes.

When the gray-robed scholar saw Shen Chenqing, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he immediately recovered and explained: "Well, it's not a secret. I promised my late wife that I would never touch the chips in this life, so I can't bet by myself."

Zhao Rui was stunned, as if struck by lightning, and thought to himself:

"I've never seen such a thing before. You asked me to help you place a bet. Isn't that still gambling?"

But since he needed help from the other party, he had no choice but to say, "I can help you place the bet. How do you say it?"

The gray-robed scholar smiled happily, pulled Zhao Rui towards a gambling table, and said, "Okay, let's play the simplest game, comparing big and small."

In front of the three-meter-long gambling table, dozens of monks were standing densely. Some of them were dressed as Taoists, some were wearing armor, and some were even bald monks.

In the middle of the gambling table, slightly inward, stood a dealer in a blue shirt, shouting, "Come on, come on, fellow immortals, place your bets and let's go, place your bets and let's start the next round."

As soon as the dealer finished speaking, the monks began to place their bets, and soon the table was piled with chips.

After a while, everyone finished betting, but a Taoist priest in hemp clothes held the chips in his hand and chanted: "Wulian Tianzun, Brother Gongming, Amitabha, bless! Bless! If I win enough this time, I can buy the foundation-building pill."

He muttered to himself for a long time before finally putting the chips on Xiao.

Zhao Rui looked at this side with a face full of curiosity. Apart from guessing what the words "big" and "small" on the table meant, he had no idea what the numbers in the other boxes meant. So he had no choice but to ask, "Fellow Daoist, how do we do this? Tell me."

The gray-robed scholar shook his head and said, "This is not the right time. We won't do it."

Zhao Rui nodded and looked towards the gambling table.

At this time, everyone had placed their bets. The dealer in blue politely waved his hand in front of his chest and shouted, "Everyone, it's the ninth hand. Let's start now!"

"Wait a minute, let's change the gambling tools. Does anyone have any objection?" In front of the gambling table, a skinny monk took out a copper bowl and showed it to everyone.

"Oh, Master, you even took out the food. I have to show my support. I'll give you an extra hundred spirit stones." said a fat female monk in a long red dress.

The blue-shirted dealer glanced at everyone in front of the gambling table and asked, "Everyone, do you have any opinions? If not, I will use the master's bowl to shake the dice this time."

Most people at the gambling table were indifferent, as if they were used to this kind of thing, but a few people hurriedly withdrew their bets, muttering, "Monks and nuns are the most unlucky. I won't follow this time!"

The voices gradually died down, and the gray-robed scholar suddenly said, "Daoyou, use your token, and let's bet on the small one."

Zhao Rui didn't ask any more questions, he just took out the token and placed it on the small words.

The moment the token appeared, there was another commotion around the gambling table, and many people followed suit and placed bets.

"We have new people here today. I wish you all good luck in gambling!" The dealer smiled at Zhao Rui at a 15-degree angle and said, "My fellow Taoist, according to the rules, the token given in the valley can be used to place bets twice, with ten spirit stones each time. Please consider it carefully."

Zhao Rui nodded to show that he understood, but didn't say anything.

After a while, the gambling table returned to silence. Seeing that no one was betting anymore, the dealer said again, "Dear guests, let's start the ninth round."

After saying this, he picked up three dice, put them in a copper bowl, covered it with a piece of red lacquered carved wood, and started shaking it.

"Ding-ling... Ding-ling..." No one knew what the dice was made of, but it made a crisp sound when it hit the copper bowl.

After a while, the croupier placed the copper bowl on the gambling table, glanced at everyone, and shouted loudly: "Flowers bloom and wealth flourishes, everyone, watch out!"

The copper bowl was lifted high until it reached the dealer's chin.

"One red, two painted faces, four heavenly kings, seven small ones!" the dealer announced them one by one.

In an instant, the surroundings were filled with noise. The winners were extremely excited and banged the table frantically, while the losers looked deathly pale and sighed repeatedly.

The fat nun in a bright red robe had a gloomy look on her face and said sarcastically:

"Bald donkey, can you do it?"

The skinny monk was not angry, and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha! I have realized it, and I will stop gambling from now on."

After seeing the three dice, Zhao Rui smiled and asked, "Daoyou, it seems that we... have won!"

The gray-robed scholar nodded, but he was not very happy. He said, "Yes, I won, but it's only ten spirit stones."

"It's a deal that doesn't cost you anything, how much do you expect to win?" Zhao Rui curled his lips, looking speechless, but since he had something to ask of the other party, he didn't say anything.

In this moment, the dealer had cleared the gambling table, and a token and two blue chips flew back in front of Zhao Rui and others.

Zhao Rui picked up the token and chips and asked, "Fellow Daoist, shall we bet this time?"

"Bet, good luck doesn't last forever, we must seize the opportunity to win."

"So should we bet on big or small?"

"We're not betting on big or small, this time we're betting on numbers." The gray-robed scholar said, turning to look at Qian Xiaoyi and said, "The three dice must be the same, Taoist friend, choose a number."

"Are you trying to borrow the luck of this True Immortal?" Qian Xiaoyi scratched his head and said with a smile, "I have a connection with Twelve, so let's choose Twelve!"

The gray-robed scholar nodded, turned to look at Shen Chenqing and said, "The worst choice has been eliminated. Miss, please choose a number."

"Fuck it, you are targeting me." Qian Xiaoyi's face suddenly fell.

"Then I'll choose a smaller one, let's just choose the second one!" Shen Chenqing smiled like a flower.

The gray-robed scholar was stunned, looking at Shen Chenqing as if he were a fool, and finally turned to Zhao Rui and said, "You are the only one left, you choose one!"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to be worried and added: "The three dice must be the same, and the minimum number is three."

At this moment, Shen Chenqing suddenly realized and understood the other party's puzzling expression just now, and his cheeks couldn't help but turn slightly red.

"Then I'll pick six points!" Zhao Rui said.

"Okay, six. I hope this one will be 666." said the gray-robed scholar.

At this time, all other gamblers had placed their bets. Zhao Rui stretched out his hand and placed the token on the number six.

However, just when his hand was halfway there, he was stopped by a gray-robed scholar, who said, "The token is together with the chips you just won. Don't waste your good luck."

"This is going to leave no money at all!" Zhao Rui took out the chips and placed them on the number six together with the token again.

"Wait!" The gray-robed scholar grabbed Zhao Rui's wrist, put it to Shen Chenqing's mouth, and said, "Girl, blow on it. With a beauty like you protecting you, the God of Wealth will surely favor you."

Shen Chenqing was so happy that he chuckled and said, "Okay, I hope we can win big."

She pouted her lips and blew gently.

After all this trouble, the gray-robed scholar finally had no other requests and watched Zhao Rui finally put the chips and tokens on the gambling table.

The moment the token landed on the table, many people followed suit and said:

"A little luck, a little luck."

"When a novice comes to the table, good luck will come to him. This is an iron rule!"

"Fellow Daoist, whether you face the pressure from the creditor or the pressure from the fairy, it all depends on you."