Inscription of Different Cases

Wu Zhao felt that he was really unlucky.

As a yamen servant, he can only be a pariah for the rest of his life, and his wages are pitifully low.The only ability is to bully the good people and squeeze some oil and water out of their hands to make ends meet.How much he wished that something like a pie in the sky would happen to him, but unfortunately, he was just thinking about it.

Some time ago, he inadvertently discovered that a hidden gambling house had been opened on Ansheng Street, which he often patrolled.After all, he was in his own jurisdiction, and he was hesitating whether to report or not.A person walked out of the room, and when he saw him, he immediately called out cordially: "Ouch! This official servant, please come in!"

After all, he stuffed a full ingot of silver for him, and said in his mouth: "Master Guancha, this one is filial to you, and I ask you to take care of the business of the small shop in the future."

Dreams come true? !Wu Zhao's eyes were straightened suddenly, and his mind was in a daze.In the past, it was rare for him to see even a piece of silver, but this heavy ingot fell into his pocket at some point.When he came out of the gambling house, his gait was erratic as if he was drunk, and he kept the feeling of wandering in the clouds all the time, so he wandered back home in such a daze.

Later, every ten days and a half months, the man "filially honored" him with a silver coin.After a while, he approached the gambling house on a whim and bet the ingot of silver.I was very lucky that day, and the ingot of silver turned into gold in an instant.The person who led him in suddenly exclaimed: "Master Guancha, you are the God of Wealth descending to earth!"

Since then, he has been unable to quit his gambling addiction.

At the beginning, almost all of them were winning, then they won more and lost less, and then they lost more and lost less.Now, after a long time, he realized that almost everyone who just entered the gambling house was going through the same process.

That day, a man named Wang Laosan entered the gambling house. This man's gambling quality was extremely poor, and he often left after winning, so no one paid attention to him.Wu Zhao didn't know what medicine he had taken wrongly, so he took the initiative to play a few rounds with Wang Laosan and won all of them.

Is this kid sending me money on a special trip?he thought.

"Third hand, some bettors, please." The croupier gestured to the gamblers.The expressions of the people in front of him were different. Some of them held the bag of chips tightly and threw them on the table;

After each bet, Wang Laosan was already biting his cheek nervously. Although Wu Zhao tried his best to keep his expression unchanged, his ten fingers under the table were wrapped together uncomfortably.

At this time, he vaguely saw Wang Laosan's lips move a few times.

"Buy and leave, willing to bet and admit defeat." The croupier sang in a drawn out tone.In order to prevent cheating, he used a wooden pole to put five ginkgo-shaped dice into the dice cup, sealed it and shook it vigorously. The sound of "Kalakala" reverberated, although it could be easily covered by the noisy voices in the room, but in the ears of several gamblers, the sound was more trembling than being thundered.

Wu Zhao had already lowered his head, and began to silently recite the points he wanted: "Lu, it must be Lu, it must be Lu!"

The croupier uncovered the dice cup, and with a "crash", five dice fell on the table.Two are cow designs, and the other three are white side up.The dealer sang: "Calf, color ten."

so far so good.Wu Zhao heaved a sigh of relief, "Calf" is an expensive lottery, and he should win this round.

What they played was no longer the sycamore of the previous dynasty. Probably the operator of the casino thought the previous game was too cumbersome and the money was slow to be earned, so he simply improved the game.They undo the board and it's just a pure dice roll ratio.The largest is "Lu", with all five dice facing up with black sides, and the color is sixteen; the second is "pheasant", with two pheasants facing up, and three dice with white sides, and the color is fourteen.In this way, there are ten points in total, and the one with the larger point wins.

Wu Zhao was nervously watching the progress on the field. He had already thrown ten points. As long as the others did not throw "Lu" or "Pheasant", he would surely win.

The croupier rolled the dice again, and Wu Zhao felt that his heart was being grabbed. He threw the whole thing into the narrow dice cup, and followed the five dice as they bumped and spun together. .

The dice cup was slowly opened, and a bunch of heads immediately gathered together.Blackface, blackface, blackface--

Five black faces!

It turned out to be "Lu"!

"God's eyes are opened! God's eyes are opened—it's done! It's really done!" Wang Laosan screamed and jumped up, and his knee hit the table hard, shaking the wooden chips on the table almost flying out .Others either complained or were shocked, and a few cast envious glances at him.The croupier looked at Wang Laosan expressionlessly, pushed the wooden pole in his hand, and all the chips on the table went to the opponent.

Wu Zhao's complexion was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

It was a hell of a day.Wang Laosan won once, and won a second time, winning all of Wu Zhao's money.Wu Zhao could almost hear the sound of his own heart breaking, being twisted into scum by Wang Laosan's smile all over his face.At the end of the last round, Wu Zhao suddenly pushed the table away and stood up, pointing at the tip of Wang Laosan's nose and yelling, "He's out for a thousand!"

Wang Laosan chuckled: "Don't gamble if you can't afford to lose."

"He's out for sure! He talks to himself every time he bets!"

No one paid him any attention.Talking to yourself is nothing, there are all kinds of superstitions in casinos, and some people like to ask for a divination before placing a bet.In the end, Wu Zhao was dragged out by the watching guards, and one of them sneered at him, as if to say, "I've seen you like this a lot."

Wu Zhao felt that his lungs were about to explode.

He himself can't remember what happened afterwards, but he only remembers that his eyes were red with anger, and he wished he could cramp and skin Wang Laosan.He stayed in ambush outside the gambling house until late at night, when Wang Laosan came out, followed the man all the way, and then stabbed him to death.

Yes, making money should be that simple.he thought.

"You owe me." He said slowly to Wang Laosan's corpse.Bending down, he put a bag full of silver into his arms.Some of it was his own, and more belonged to other people at the table.But he didn't care about that anymore, the "crack" sound of silver rubbing against each other was so pleasant, even more moving than the sound of dice hitting.

The government was investigating the case, and he was also nervous for a while, but found that no one suspected him.That's right, Wang Laosan lives alone, has no relatives or friends, and no one can prove that the two of them know each other.Thinking of this, Wu Zhao felt much more relaxed.When it was time to be on duty at night, he still went as usual, but just in case, he didn't go to the casino again.

But on the third night after he killed someone, strange things happened.It was late at night and he was on his way home.The road was dimly lit, and the surroundings were as dark as thick and thick mud.When he was approaching the door of the house, he suddenly slowed down and looked towards the ground as if being guided by someone.On the gravel-paved road, a one-inch-sized object fell.

It's a dice.

He didn't know what he saw, it seemed that in the pitch black night, only this dice was glowing faintly.He subconsciously picked it up, it felt like it was made of wood, but it felt as cold as jade.One side is engraved with a calf, and the other side is engraved with a pheasant.

The pattern is not as big as a fingernail, but it is lifelike, like a living thing.Especially the eyes, which seem to be looking at themselves.

With a shock, he threw the dice and closed the door behind him.Originally thinking that this was the end, he took off his coat and lay down on the couch, closed his eyes, and naturally put his hands next to the pillow.

With a movement of his fingers, he bumped into another cold object.

He suddenly felt his hairs stand on end, and subconsciously felt it out, and it was indeed the same dice.With the weak light, he always felt that the black side was not painted with black paint, but some kind of dark red blood-like paint.He leaned close to the tip of his nose, and he seemed to be able to smell a faint fishy smell.

The heart beat violently, almost jumping out of the throat.He immediately stood up, approached the stove, and touched the fire in the dark.When the stove was lit, he felt much more comfortable, and immediately threw the dice into it.The flames immediately scrambled to attack, surrounding the dice.A strange pleasure suddenly emerged in Wu Zhao's heart, as if the revenge had been successful.

The dice quickly burned, emitting a burnt smell.Wu Zhao let out a long breath. He wanted to watch it burn to ashes, but suddenly he met his eyes again.It was still the same pattern, with a faint light in the flames.The black is facing upwards, with a calf engraved on it, with a ferocious expression like a wolf.What kind of sight is that?Like a dying person glaring at the murderer viciously with the thought of dying.

Wu Zhao suddenly recalled that Wang Laosan, who was about to die, had the same eyes, exactly the same.The man's green shirt was soaked in blood, his lips moved a bit, a strand of dark red blood slowly flowed down, like a poisonous snake, trickling into Wu Zhao's cuff.

Wu Zhao was stunned, and suddenly pulled open his cuffs.Nothing, a clean arm.But the chill was still there, as if it had flowed into the internal organs through the blood.How much he hoped that the flame would dispel the cold air, but the stove in front of him seemed fake, even the flame was not as bright as before, and it was covered with a layer of black mist.

Unknowingly, the sound of shaking dice sounded in my ears.Crash, clatter.

He turned his head to one side, and at some point beside the stove stood a child, one or two years old, holding a rag doll in one hand and a dice cup with dice in the other.

Crash, clatter.

The child's face gradually changed its appearance, the skin was cracked, and the eyeballs were turned outwards. In the end, it was rotten until there was only a mass of carrion left.The eye sockets were empty, but a treacherous smile could be seen.

Crash, clatter.

Wu Zhao hissed and screamed, and left the house as if fleeing.

Fortunately, the dice did disappear, and the child never reappeared.

He stayed anxious for a few days, and his life seemed to be back on track, and nothing happened.It's just that every night late at night, he would hear the sound of shaking the dice, which was the same, clatter, clatter.

Must be too nervous, he thought, covering his heart.Sometimes when I close my eyes, I can still hear the croupier's drawn-out tune: "Lu, Cai Shiliu--"

By the time it reached the end, the voice had changed, more and more like Wang Laosan's dying cry.Wu Zhao woke up again and stumbled into the kitchen.The stove had been extinguished a long time ago, and there was a handful of ashes lying in it, shiny with oil, like coagulated blood.

He asked for a day off, not too long, for fear of being suspected.Then he went to a powerful man in town.That person is really unusual, he is good at fortune-telling and fortune-telling, and occasionally he sees a doctor and sells secret recipes handed down from his ancestors.These are nothing, he is so powerful that he overthrew the three gangs and five factions that are powerful in the town in just a few days, how can such a person not have some supernatural power?

When Wu Zhao found him, he didn't think he was a Taoist priest, his clothes were vulgar, and he looked like a thug.But Wu Zhao couldn't care less about it anymore, and he found that this man's eyes were actually azure.This kind of eye color is really rare, if it is not a person with magic power, what else can it be?

"You...do you know how to exorcise ghosts?" Wu Zhao asked cautiously.

The man was lying crookedly on the side of the street, next to several baskets that no one wanted.He held a piece of green grass in his mouth and sucked the grass juice from it from time to time. "Yes," he said lightly, "Looking at astrology and divination to measure Feng Shui, exorcising demons, catching ghosts and inviting gods, there is nothing in the world that I, Lord He, can't do."

Wu Zhao almost knelt down, and hurriedly told the story.However, he skillfully concealed the murderous part of himself, and only said that Wang Laosan would not let him go even if he died: "Master He, save me, save me!"

The man called Master He stood up, patted the dust off his pants, and stretched leisurely: "Let's go, take me to the casino."

Wu Zhao Weizheng: "Go to the gambling house? Shouldn't it be..."

We should go to the place where the crime happened, or to the grave of Wang Laosan. In any case, it shouldn't be a gambling house, right?

The man spat out the straw in his mouth, and grinned, showing half of his sharp canine teeth: "There is a gambling house in this city, I don't know. It just so happened that my hands were itchy, so I went to play a few games first."

Wu Zhao felt like he was on a pirate ship by mistake.