Seeing that it was a red sign, the happiest person was Fang Youde. He didn't know why he was so weak to these two disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, it stands to reason that he would not be caught, but Yi Xichen looked confident, which made him too uneasy.

Fang Youde put on a smiling face: "Look, this senior brother is really lucky, he turned to the red sign as soon as he came up." I just said that I cheated, if I cheated, you wouldn't have to collect a bunch of white lots? ”

Yi Xichen was very determined: "Don't worry, I'll continue to play." ”

The eldest grandson stood aside and looked at Yi Xichen thoughtfully. The Yi Xichen in front of him was different from the Yi Xichen in his memory. This one, bright, cheerful, with a little bad water in the stomach. And the one in the memory is weak and tangled. Gu Ying felt self-pity. He loves Yi Xichen, but this kind of love is brainless, it is forcibly given by external forces, he has never thought about why before, and he has not questioned it.

Looking back now, the eight years in my memory are blurry and inexplicable.

He remembered the days even earlier. When he was a teenager, he and Yi Xichen cultivated and grew up in the Medicine Pavilion, and their lives were very poor. The disciples of the Sword Refining Pavilion are all proud sons of the sky, and they only need to concentrate on cultivation every day, and the supplies are sufficient, so they don't have to worry about anything. The disciples of the Medicine Pavilion had to undertake a lot of chores, sweeping the courtyard, transcribing scriptures, and sometimes being insulted and bullied by the disciples of other Pavilions.

But those days were very happy. Yi Xichen has always looked like the sky has fallen and he doesn't go to his heart, but in fact, there are more ghost eyes than anyone else, who dares to find fault with them, Yi Xichen must have a lot of ghost ideas.

Even after a hard day, even if he was beaten by demon beasts in the valley and couldn't pick up a few useful herbs, Yi Xichen would always be full of vitality. They would sit back to back on the top of the mountain at dusk to watch the sunset, Yi Xichen wiped the blood from his face and said in a cheerful, confident tone: "Zijun, we will become very strong and strong." ”

"Hmm."

"It's so strong that no one can beat it."

"Hmm."

"Will we still be together then?"

"Yes."

"Hahahaha, let's go, go back to sword practice!"

The eldest grandson Jun came back to his senses, and his gaze fell on Yi Xichen's face with a sly smile again. The boy back then should have grown up like this, not the blurred face in his memory. In this case, it is only natural that he loves him so much.

Yi Xichen kept throwing spirit stones into the turntable. This bit of spirit stone is all his belongings, and he usually feels distressed for a long time if he loses one, but now he doesn't blink his eyes, and throws them one after another. There are losses and wins, winning less and losing more, the spirit stones in the bag are getting fewer and fewer, and soon, the primary spirit stones have been lost, and there are only a few intermediate spirit stones left.

The virtuous side was stunned. He had never seen such a guest before, and he didn't care about winning or losing at all, as if the only purpose was to throw all the spirit stones into the turntable.

Yi Xichen quickly threw away his spirit stone, and more and more onlookers gathered around, all wanting to see what the hell he was going to do.

Yi Xichen shrugged his eldest grandson: "Hey, do you still have spirit stones?" Give it all to me. ”

The eldest grandson Jun didn't want to untie his money bag and handed it over - handing over the property to his daughter-in-law was the most basic thing to do.

The more he lost, the smile on Yi Xichen's face became brighter and brighter, but the cold sweat on Fang Youde's head became more and more.

Finally, Yi Xichen threw the last spirit stone into the groove, and the turntable gradually stopped and landed on the white stick. He was left with two empty purses and nothing.

Fang Youde wiped the sweat from his face and smiled awkwardly: "This senior brother, are you still playing?" ”

"Don't play anymore. But I found something interesting, does Senior Brother Fang want to know? He raised his voice, "Do you want to know?" ”

Fang Youde began to stare again.

"This blue sign accounts for one-fifth of the total number of lots, right? Red lots account for twenty-one of the total lots, right? ”

Fang Youde had no choice but to stiffen his neck and say, "Yes, so what?" ”

"If this wheel is correct, if you turn it twenty times, you should be able to turn it to four blue lots, one red lot, and fifteen white lots. However, I watched others play here for more than an hour, and I played 166 games, a total of 632 games, and only 64 times went to the blue lot, and 6 times to the red lot. In other words, the chance of actually switching to a blue sign is only 1 in 10, and the red sign is only 1 in 10%. Yi Xichen put a smile on his face, "Senior Brother Fang, one person is unlucky, these hundred or so people have played more than 600 games, all of them are unlucky, is everyone's little too bad, or is yours too smooth?" ”

There was an uproar all around!

The scattered cultivator who had slipped away just now came back, and after listening to Yi Xichen's words, he squeezed back into the center of the crowd, blushing and shouting, "I'll just say that he cheated!" It must have been a trick! Give me back my spirit stones! ”

One monk said, "Did you really count more than 600 plates?" You didn't do it yourself, did you? ”

Yi Xichen glanced at him lazily: "This Dao Leader and Senior Brother Fang are in the same group, right?" You were also the one who spoke when the Dao Master questioned Senior Brother Fang before, although you often left in the past hour or so, you came back six times, as long as someone questioned it, you couldn't afford to humiliate the other party. ”

The monk's face immediately turned red: "You! You are talking nonsense! I don't know anyone here at all! ”

Fang Youde's face was also as black as charcoal: "It seems that this little senior brother has made up his mind to find fault?" You talk nonsense, you say you can count as many plates as you want, and no one else counts anyway. What evidence can you produce? I am a dignified disciple of Xuanqing Sect, I can't tolerate you to slander like this, and you dare to entangle endlessly, but your Heavenly Sword Sect is going to provoke our Xuanqing Sect! Which Elder's disciple are you? ”

Yi Xichen raised his finger and shook it: "Don't be in a hurry to threaten me first, I'm not about to come up with evidence." He bent down and ripped off the bag that was attached to the side of the turntable. The spirit stones that are put into the turntable will automatically enter this Qiankun bag, win rebates, and those who lose will stay.

Fang Youde hurriedly wanted to stop it, but Yi Xichen quickly opened the Qiankun bag and poured it on the turntable, accumulating a hill.

"If it's really one-fifth of the blue and one-twentieth of the red, the blue is doubled and the red is doubled, according to common sense, you should only earn one-tenth of the dealer. That is, the bet of ten spirit stones, you earn one. I count you to start setting up a stall since the hour of Chen, and now for two and a half hours, the turntable keeps turning, and you can play thousands of plates, and the spirit stones you earn ......" Yi Xichen glanced at the mountain of spirit stones, "There can be six or seven hundred here, right?" ”

Looking at such a high hill, the angry feelings of the people around him had been ignited, and some people shouted to ask the elders of the Xuanqing Sect to administer justice. The monk who spoke for Fang Youde just now wanted to get out of the crowd, but he was blocked by the human wall and couldn't get out.

"This, these spirit stones are brought by myself! It's not just about winning! Fang Youde was still quibbling, "You still have no evidence!" ”

"It's very simple, dismantle your turntable and let me see if it's a real flint inside, and things will be clear?"

Fang Youde hugged the turntable tightly: "To make such a turntable, it will cost ten high-grade spirit stones. You take it apart and look at it, if it is really a Xuanflint stone, will you pay me ten high-grade spirit stones? ”

"Then let's see if I pay you ten high-grade spirit stones, or if you pay me a hundred times the bet."

In the condemnation of everyone, Fang Youde had to hand over the turntable, Yi Xichen's eyes lit up, he grabbed his sleeves and dismantled the turntable. He has always wanted to wait for such an opportunity, he can dismantle this mechanism with his own hands, as long as he knows how the turntable is made, he will go back and pit some immortal materials from the medicine is not poisonous and make one, and he will not have to work so hard to earn spirit stones in the future.

However, when the turntable was disassembled and stuck in the center of the reel, it was really a reddish flint!

Seeing this result, all the onlookers were stunned.

A treacherous smile flashed on Fang Youde's face, and he rushed over to grab Yi Xichen's shirt, but before his arm touched, he was slammed on the chin with a scabbard and fell down on his back.

The eldest grandson Jun was expressionless: "Slippery hands." ”

Fang Youde covered his red chin and slurred: "You! Lose me ten high-grade spirit stones! ”

Yi Xichen took out the flint stone and pinched it in the palm of his hand.

Fang Youde's face immediately turned pale: "Quickly put down the Xuanfushi!" Just one Xuanflint Stone is worth twenty high-grade spirit stones, can you afford it! ”

Yi Xichen smiled: "Since I already owe you ten, there are twenty more." With a hard squeeze of his palm, the flint cracked, he opened his palm, the red light receded, and the center of the gem was inlaid with a black cloud of iron.

The surrounding area was immediately buzzing.

Fang Youde pounced upwards and wanted to escape, but the eldest grandson's hand slipped slightly, and he was hit the head and fell down on all fours.

Yi Xichen jumped on him and patted him on the face: "Don't run, didn't you say that you were betting on the dignity of Xuanqingmen?" As I said earlier, I'm afraid that the elders of the Xuanqing Sect will not agree to you casually gambling on the dignity of the sect. Don't you still want to go to our Heavenly Sword Sect to find our elders? Do you want me to show you the way? ”

Fang You's virtuous face is like ashes.

At this moment, someone in the crowd shouted, "The people from Xuanqing Gate are here!" ”