Taichu Yandao: Starting from the Villain

"Hmm..." Zhao Rui pushed the chips into the small box and said, "That makes sense. The probability of another big one is really low."

The rustling sound was heard again, and the third result came out quickly.

Two o'clock, one o'clock, four o'clock, just as Shen Chenqing guessed, this one is a small one.

"What should we bet on next time?" Zhao Rui touched the pile of chips, his face full of excitement.

Shen Chenqing looked very proud, but this time, she was at a loss. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "Master Zhao, why don't we play rock-paper-scissors? If you win, you bet on the big one, and if I win, we continue to bet on the small one."

"Okay, let's do it this way." Zhao Rui stretched out a fist.

"This kind of betting is too much of a joke!" An old man in a Confucian robe beside the two men kept shaking his head.

Zhao and Shen ignored them, hid their fists behind their backs, and shouted together: "Scissors, rock, paper!"

The moment the words fell, the two of them attacked at the same time.

Two hands, one big and one small, stopped in mid-air. Zhao Rui held out cloth, and Shen Chenqing held out scissors.

"Haha! I won, so let's bet on the small number this time." Shen Chenqing said.

Zhao Rui touched his nose, feeling helpless, and took out three blue chips and placed them on the small words.

At the beginning of the fourth hand, the moment the dice cup was opened, Shen Chenqing screamed again: "Haha, I won again. Today I am so lucky!"

Beside the two, an old man in a Confucian robe looked incredulous and said, "This is also possible!"

A few gamblers were in between, and the young man in brocade robes slapped the gambling table with his palm and cursed, "Fuck! I am possessed by an unlucky ghost! If I bet on small, I will get big, and if I bet on big, I will get small. There is no way to play in this position."

He grabbed the remaining chips and walked away.

As soon as he left, someone else immediately took his place, and the fifth game began amid a commotion.

"Good Qing'er, today it all depends on you!" Zhao Rui stretched out his fist.

It was the first time that Shen Chenqing heard Zhao Rui call her like that. She felt sweet inside and said, "I feel this one is still small."

"Okay." Zhao Rui didn't even think about it and directly placed the three blue chips on the small words.

"Since we are so lucky, why not increase the bet!" Shen Chenqing grabbed four chips and placed two on the small characters.

He put the other two on the number six, raised his swan-like neck and said, "You didn't win last time, but this time I'll help you get your revenge!"

Although Zhao Rui didn't gamble much during the few months in the valley, he also learned some rules, such as betting on numbers with low probability, basically betting one or five dollars.

Betting twenty on one hand is basically a death wish.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Twenty dollars is a bit too much to bet on a number, isn't it?"

"Not much, if you lose, it's my responsibility!" Shen Chenqing was in high spirits and grabbed another blue chip and placed it on the number six.

Zhao Rui felt a little sad, but didn't say anything.

The two of them were already the focus of the scene, and this kind of gambling method once again attracted everyone's attention. The male cultivators shook their heads, while the female cultivators were full of envy.

The world of cultivation seems beautiful, but it is actually extremely cruel. In the eyes of high-level cultivators, there is no difference between low-level cultivators and mortals.

Although there is no qualitative difference between the cultivators in the Qi training stage, it is rare in the world for a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of Qi training to be willing to spend thirty spirit stones for the fifth level of Qi training.

You know, with thirty spirit stones, it is no problem to buy a whole yard of beautiful wives and concubines.

The clattering sound rang out again, and the fifth game officially began.

This time, Zhu Jinlan did not open the dice cup directly, but moved it away little by little.

"Two!" Zhu Jinlan shouted when the first dice was revealed.

"Got it! Got it!" Shen Chenqing clenched her hands.

"Still two!" Zhu Jinlan raised her voice.

"It can't really be three twos!" Zhao Rui's eyes lit up and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Zhu Jinlan suddenly raised her hand, picked up the dice cup high, and shouted:

"Three twos, small. Congratulations to all the Taoist friends who bet on small."

Then she raised her hands and sang, "Oh...oh...alo, alo, three twos, hey ha, oh gah, bang gah."

Although only the "three twos" in the lyrics were understandable, Zhu Jinlan's voice was very infectious, and it livened up the atmosphere around her. Countless gamblers looked at her with envy on their faces.

Shen Chenqing was extremely excited at this time. He completely disregarded his own image, hugged Zhao Rui and gave him a fierce kiss.

Zhao Rui was also very excited. He grabbed Shen Chenqing's little hand and danced to Zhu Jinlan's rhythm.

However, at this moment, the entire gambling hall suddenly shook.

The alarm bell rang, and a layer of blue light suddenly rose above all the gambling tables.

Zhu Jinlan immediately stopped singing and explained, "Dear guests, don't panic. There may be a problem with the formation in the valley. We will solve it as soon as possible."

At the same time, outside the gambling house.

A huge formation was set up, covering the entire Panlong Valley.

At the edge of the formation, Panlong Taoist stood in the air and shouted, "Old Ghost Qi, don't go too far."

Outside the formation, two purple-robed monks were also standing in the air, one was the head of the Qi family, and the other had a head full of white hair.

The white-haired man was filled with anger and said, "You are going too far? It was obviously you from Panlong Valley who started it first."

"We start first? You are the first to complain. Three months ago, your grandson suddenly injured someone in my valley. Explain it to me."

The head of the Qi family's expression tightened, and he hurried forward to explain in the ear of the Qi family's ancestor.

After a moment, the Qi Family Patriarch said, "Not only was he not hurt, but he also paid you 5,000 Spiritual Stones as compensation. But our Qi Family member died in your Cloud Mist Formation, and you dare to say that it had nothing to do with you."

Taoist Panlong sneered and said, "If you want to accuse someone, you can always find a pretext. I think you are here to pick a fight. Let's see who is the real culprit!"

As he spoke, Taoist Panlong waved his whisk and lightly tapped it in the air.

In an instant, the fog hidden in the mountains and valleys rushed up, and before the two people from the Qi family could react, they were shrouded in the fog.

"Old Loach! I didn't expect you had this skill. You hid it very well." The ancestor of the Qi family frowned.

The head of the Qi family held the golden seal in his hand, and in a defensive posture, he asked, "Ancestor, isn't it too disadvantageous to fight in the other party's territory?"

The Qi family ancestor sneered and said, "Are you scared? Today I will show you what it means to break all laws with one force."

As he spoke, the ancestor of the Qi family had a golden knife with a dragon's mouth as the handle in his hand.

He slowly raised the golden knife, held it with both hands, and suddenly chopped it down.

A crescent-shaped blade cut through the sky, causing the wind and clouds to change color and the fog to disappear.

A moment later, the sword energy hit the formation, creating a crack several dozen feet long.

"Old Ghost Qi, if you dare to break my formation, don't blame me for being rude." Taoist Panlong was furious.

The Qi family ancestor laughed loudly and said, "I can attack with this level for three days and three nights. Let's see how long your turtle shell can withstand it!"