Taichu Yandao: Starting from the Villain

The battle in Panlong Valley caused quite a stir in the valley, and because the sky was covered with fog, it added a bit of mystery.

There are two rumors circulating in the market. The first one says that Taoist Panlong returned in defeat and had to spend a lot of spirit stones to buy temporary peace. As for the reason, of course, it was the huge crack in the formation that day.

The second one is just the opposite, supporting the Taoist Panlong's return with a great victory. The main basis for this is that someone got the news that the ancestor of the Qi family went into seclusion in a hurry as soon as he returned to the clan.

Of the two pieces of news, Zhao Rui naturally believed the second one more.

If Panlong Taoist bought his safety with money, how could the Qi family let them go?

Of course, Zhao Rui didn't believe it completely.

Even the Qi family's ancestor has already been dispatched, so spreading false news to lure the three of them out of the valley doesn't seem to be a strange thing.

Amid the confusing situation, Zhao Rui and the other two could only continue to live in the valley, hoping that time would ease the confusion.

Time flies, and two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

One afternoon, after Zhao Rui had practiced the technique for three cycles, he suddenly opened his eyes and let out a long sigh.

At this rate, when will it take to cultivate the water-attributed magic power to the great perfection of Qi training?

I didn’t expect the improvement of spiritual roots would be so slow!

Zhao Rui was feeling bored and paced back and forth in the room, finally stopping in front of the desk.

On the large mahogany table, there were several stacks of blue, black and orange chips, all of which he had won recently.

He grabbed two black chips and tossed them in the air. He seemed to feel something was wrong, so he grabbed a few blue chips and just filled his palms before he walked towards the door.

"The spring breeze... the autumn moon..."

Zhao Rui hummed a tune, closed the door, and walked towards the stairs.

Just as I reached the stairs, I bumped into someone coming up. The two of them looked at each other, and there was a slight shock in their eyes.

"Friend Zhao, are we going downstairs to play?" Qian Xiaoyi looked up.

"Well... I'll be in seclusion for several days to practice, so I'll go down and relax my mind!" Zhao Rui said.

"I just went out for a walk... Since I ran into you, why don't we go together!"

"Fellow Daoist Qian, aren't you going to strive for the Great Perfection of Qi Training? Although the ninth level of Qi Training can increase your lifespan a lot, you still need to speed up if you want to strive for the Foundation Establishment!"

Qian Xiaoyi's face turned slightly red, but his eyes rolled and he immediately said, "I have been in seclusion for several times recently, but I haven't gained anything. I think I have reached a bottleneck. I think if I walk around more, maybe I can get the feeling."

"I think you just want to get your money back for free after losing everything." Zhao Rui complained in his heart, but he did not expose her directly. Instead, he said, "If that's the case, I will accompany you to walk around the valley again!"

Qian Xiaoyi was stunned, but he changed his mind and said immediately: "Wulian Tianzun, thank you very much, Taoist friend!"

The two walked down the stairs and after passing the fourth floor, they immediately heard the noisy sounds in the gambling hall.

"Dragon...Dragon...Dragon...Grass, no!"

“Big…big…big…, haha, I won.”

The familiar voice seemed to have a kind of magic. The two of them no longer mentioned taking a walk and walked to a gambling table.

The gambling table was semicircular, with seven seats and an official hat chair in front.

At this moment, seats 2, 3, 5 and 6 are already occupied, leaving only seats 1, 5 and 7 vacant.

"Dear guests, please take a seat!" When the dealer saw someone looking at him, he immediately smiled at a 15-degree angle.

"What kind of gameplay is this? I don't think I've ever played it before!" Zhao Rui said.

"It's a leaf game, the rules are very simple, you two can play a few rounds and you'll get it done quickly." The dealer smiled.

Zhao Rui nodded, looked at Qian Xiaoyi beside him, and said, "Why don't we give it a try!"

Qian Xiaoyi laughed twice, rubbed his hands and said, "I forgot to bring my spirit stones, how about you lend me twenty?"

"Hey..." Zhao Rui had expected this and took out a blue chip and said, "I don't have much, you play first!"

Qian Xiaoyi was overjoyed and said, "Okay, I'll pay you back as soon as I win."

As the two talked, they each found a seat and sat down. Zhao Rui sat at seat one, while Qian Xiaoyi walked around and sat down at seat seven opposite.

After the two sat down, the dealer immediately introduced the rules to them:

"Our way of playing is passed down from the Far West, and it's called Blackjack. If you want to win, you have to get your points as close to Blackjack as possible without exceeding Blackjack... The bigger the points, the greater your chance of winning!"

The dealer explained for a long time, and after making sure that Zhao and Qian understood the rules, he began to deal the cards officially.

He had just dealt the first card to everyone when the big man in seat number two suddenly fell to the ground at the gambling table with a thud.

Everyone in the circle was shocked and confused.

"Dear distinguished guest, are you okay? Do you want me to help you go back to your room to rest?" The dealer stopped dealing cards.

The big man was drunk. He put one hand on the gambling table, struggled to stand up, and said, "It's okay, you deal the cards!"

The dealer hesitated for a moment, but eventually continued to deal the cards.

Soon, the bidding began. Since both his open and hidden cards were ten points, Zhao Rui simply waved his hand on the table to indicate that there was no need to bid.

"Fellow Daoist, be careful and wait for the money!" said an old man with sparse hair and a face as dry as a tree diagonally opposite.

Zhao Rui thought that the dealer might open blackjack, so out of modesty, he said, "Not necessarily. What if the dealer opens..."

"What's the 'what if'? Fellow Daoist, we can't let our arrogance grow. A seven-card card won't let us fly to the sky."

Zhao Rui smiled and did not refute the old man.

On the other side, the big man in the second position turned over his hidden card, which was a nine, and his open card of nine made a total of eighteen points.

According to convention, the big man should not continue to bid, but for the sake of procedure, the dealer still asked: "VIP, do you want to pass or want a card?"

The big man stretched out a shaky hand and finally tapped it lightly on the table.

The dealer frowned, but still dealt another card as the big man requested.

One small waiter just made up twenty points.

"Eighteen o'clock is already old enough!" At position three, a pretty woman frowned with a bad look on her face.

The open card on her table was a six. The waiter helped her a lot, but the drunk man took it away.

However, just as she finished her words, the big man slammed his hand on the table again and continued bidding.

"My friend, are you sure? Twenty points is already a big number, and the probability that the next card will be a one is extremely small." The dealer reminded.

The big man raised his cloudy eyes and tapped the table hard with his hand again.

The dealer had no choice but to deal another card.

At three points, the big man's cards burst directly. The dealer shook his head and took away the chips in front of the big man.

"It's incomprehensible!" the beautiful woman complained.

Soon, this round was over. The dealer got a big card at 17 points and exploded directly. Everyone present won spirit stones.

At the beginning of the second round, when it was the big man's turn, he continued to shout and finally shouted himself to death.

This time, the dealer no longer ignored him. He waved and called over two blue-shirted attendants, saying, "Please send this fellow Taoist back to his room to rest. He has drunk too much and can no longer participate in the game."

The two servants nodded, hurried forward to help the big man up, and each carried half of him and ran straight to the stairs.

"Shouldn't you be happy that he lost money?" said the beautiful young woman.