In the Xuanmen Palace of the Ten Directions, the Zhidao people are wearing cyan robes, with their left hands on their cheeks, leaning on the cloud bed, the hosta with their heads tied to their heads does not know when they fell off the cloud bed, the gray long hair is scattered and falling, the right hand is on the "Great Road Sutra", the eyes are slightly closed, the gentle snoring is constant, very rhythmic, and the sparse beard rises and falls with the breath, which is very interesting. The sound of 'horn' came from outside the door, but it was the Taoist boy who accidentally broke the crockpot and woke up the Taoist. He opened his eyes, sat up straight, yawned, and muttered: "The big dream is a thousand years, the world is ten thousand years, the true scriptures are realized in the Xuanmen, and the purity is seen in the avenue." Speaking of this, he suddenly said lightly, pinched his fingers with his right hand, and said: "Fate, fate, fate, once in reincarnation for thousands of years, ups and downs in the world, born at four times, dead at four times, I don't remember the days outside the world, free guests, laughing and talking about the avenue of life and reason, in exchange for the world to be clear." After that, he got up, turned back time, and created his own life, and there was a young Taoist in the room, only to see him say: "This is the end of the matter, Zhitong was born out of nothing." Looking at the cloud bed again, the Zhidao people smiled, breathless, and had passed away.

The young Taoist raised his feet slightly, and he had already gone out of the Ten Directions View, and in the blink of an eye, he reached Tianzhu Peak. glanced at the dying Jade Dao man, and then at the seriously injured Ice Fairy, and said: "There are times in life when you have to have it, and there are times in life when you don't force it." He waved his sleeves, and a gust of wind blew, rolling up the two men on the ground, and disappeared with the wind in the blink of an eye. looked at Tang Ruting again, and said: "Six desires are not gone, seven emotions are not finished, it seems to be life and death, and it is a good time to live and not die." After saying that, he beckoned, and Tang Ruting's body kept getting smaller, falling into his palm, like an amber the size of an egg. The young Taoist was about to leave, but he turned around and looked at the Tang Mansion, and the young Taoist sighed and said: "As soon as the lotus flower is cleared, there is a golden bell to protect the three souls, the lotus planter, the Bliss Bell, and the old Taoist also came to intervene." ”。 After that, a thing appeared in the hands of the young Taoist, no image and formless, muddy and turbid, hazy, the rope was indescribable, and it returned to nothing, mysterious and mysterious, and then the colorful light flashed, and the thing in his hand was gone.

On March 28, the Tang family worshiped their ancestors, slaughtered three animals, finished reciting the rituals, knelt nine times, burned paper candles, and was busy for half a while; Tang Bai went to the Master's School and visited the Master; on the way back, it was as dark as a curtain, and it was terrible gloomy, Tang Bai was worried about the rain, and couldn't help but take a few steps faster, but he didn't think that the rain would come very quickly, just entered the 10,000 Yuan Lane, three or two points of rain took the lead, just soaked on the roadside slate, and countless raindrops fell, crackling and raining heavily. The shouting and scolding gradually heard, and the pedestrians were seen flying, some of them hid under the eaves, looked at the rain curtain, gossiped, and talked about homely things; some entered the teahouse, and together with three or two of them, they chose a seat by the window, and asked Xiao Er to make a pot of chrysanthemums; the hawkers who came to close the stalls were drenched with people and goods, and cursed the thief in their mouths, and hurriedly covered them with water cloths; Tang Bai hid quickly, and got a few drops of rain, and water droplets dripped from the tips of his hair, and soaked a few places on his white robe.

This is really a spring rain, and the sky is arbitrary.

Tang Bai shook his head and shook his hair, looking at the pouring rain, but his mood was refreshing, these days, the Tang family looked at him like a plague god, if it wasn't for a scolding from the ancestors, I was afraid that he had been driven out of the Tang family, a book of immortals, human nature was fully revealed, and it was different. He is not afraid of death, but he is worried about Murong Xiuxiu's safety. After many days of boredom, it seemed to be washed away, and this pouring rain became kind. I saw a man hiding from the rain in the distance, accidentally tripped over a stone, got covered in mud, embarrassed, and couldn't help laughing; I saw a few people from the rivers and lakes with swords on their backs, rushing past and entering a house not far away, and then there was a hysterical shout in the house, and I was curious, and I couldn't help but look up, only to see a long plaque hanging on the door frame, and the four big characters of 'Ruyi Gambling House' were written crookedly.

The name of this casino is also interesting, but I am afraid that only the owner of the casino is wishful, and gamblers want to be happy, and nine times out of ten they will be disappointed.

He couldn't help but smile and became interested.

Heaven and earth are also a casino, life is a gamble, what should he be afraid of!

Gambling can best reflect people's hearts, winning greed, courage and wisdom, boldness and prudence, sometimes excited, sometimes frustrated, all kinds of expressions, without concealment.

Perhaps only those who gamble can understand the charm of gambling, and gambling is a kind of human nature. In the simplest way, prove right and wrong.

There are people coming and going in the venue, all walks of life, gathering a bunch of people on the one hand, sitting together in three or five on the other hand, entering the stall, but there are many gamblers in a row, pushing and pushing, so lively. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a little ghost came out of nowhere, followed by a young man in purple, and rushed through the door, and then heard him shout: "Oh, that stinky boy, why is he standing here stupidly like a stake! ”

The stinky boy in the mouth of the purple-clothed young man was Tang Bai, he was stunned when he heard this, obviously his feet were trampled on, how could this purple-clothed young man beat a rake, and before he saw his palms pushed straight to his chest, watching the other party make a move, he had kung fu in his body.

Tang Bai couldn't help laughing, he had never seen unreasonable, but he had never seen this kind of confusion. When a pair of white and tender palms were about to reach his chest, Tang Bai's body moved to the side, his right hand clasped the opponent's wrist, and he went to the door, wanting to throw the other party out of the door and teach him a lesson. I don't want the young man in purple to have a good foundation, so he turned his footwork, walked with his strength, changed directions, and buckled Tang Bai with his thin hands, using the profound martial arts of countering his body in his own way.

"Interesting!"

Tang Bai squatted slightly with his legs and stood in a stake position, his feet taking root like the earth. He was so angry that no matter how hard the young man in purple tried, he didn't move a bit; the young man in purple turned red with anger, and said angrily: "Bastard, little bastard, dare to do something with my brother Fei! Sanmao, pheasant, you beat the old lady hard." With this greeting, several half-grown children behind him surrounded Tang Bai, and the two stout boys were Sanmao and pheasant in the mouth of the purple-clothed young man, waving their fists at this time and hitting Tang.

Tang Bai was helpless, he felt that he had lost his identity by starting with a group of little children, dodged a few times, saw several people entangled, and the foul language in his mouth continued, and he couldn't help but be angry; Seeing this, the purple-clothed young man trembled with anger, and shouted, "The old lady is fighting with you!" said that the whole person pounced on Tang Bai, and a pair of pink fists came straight towards Tang Bai's eyes. Tang Bai saw that although the purple-clothed young man made a very methodical move, he was not like an ordinary person, and when he saw his chest wide open, he took the letter in his hand and pulled a belt on his chest, and the purple-clothed young man involuntarily flew towards the gambling table on the side, and then with a 'snap', he fell to the ground from the gambling table.

The people in the casino were in a big uproar, and several vicious men ran out of the back room with sticks and knives in their hands, and when they saw that the beaten people returned honestly.

The people of the Yan family, the people of the casino can't afford to mess with.

"Bastard, rotten bastard, you bastard, don't be complacent, there's kind of waiting here. The purple-clothed young man was so angry that he bit his silver teeth, his eyes were ruddy, and after he got up from the ground, he didn't care about his little brothers, ran out of the casino crying, rushed into the rain, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After a fuss, Tang Bai shook his head and smiled bitterly, regardless of the strange eyes around him, he turned around the venue, and found that many gambling equipment were very unfamiliar, and the gambling methods were extremely strange. ”

"It's easy to understand. ”

The man pointed to the gambling stall at the door and said, "Dice cup dice, bet size, thirty is small, the rest is big, Pingzhuang loses, and the leopard doubles." Tang Bai looked at it, and if this was the case, he suddenly had an alternative excitement, as if he saw the overlap of the two civilizations.

The person shaking the dice was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a long and deep scar on his face, from the corner of his eye to his lower forehead, although it had healed, it still made people feel frightened, like a centipede facing everyone fiercely. His hands are very large, the man with big hands holds everything steadily, the dice cup is in his hand, as if caught by iron tongs, dancing in the air, the collision between the dice is like beating the hearts of the gamblers, and the sound of knock and knock is like the cry of the messenger of the ground, tempting the souls of the gamblers to fall with the sound.

With a "bang", the dice cup was lowered, and the middle-aged man calmly said to all the gamblers: "Press!"

"Big, big, big. ”

Many people shouted, but Tang Bai pressed small, the first to put him in one or two, and the second to press him in two or two, so Tang Bai has lost nine in a row. Money doesn't matter, what matters is that he wins. has already opened nine in a row, Tang Bai does not believe that he will open the tenth.

The middle-aged man was expressionless, glanced at everyone, and shouted, "Buy and leave." After speaking, he looked at the gambling money on the table again, then opened the dice cup and shouted: "One, two, four, seven o'clock small, eat big and lose small." ”

Tang Bai smiled, he finally understood what it means to be rich and capricious, this time he was willful once; just now the emotions of being confused by a group of little children disappeared without a trace; when he was happy, there was a loud roar in his ears, like a muffled thunder, overpowering the shouts of the gamblers, he looked back, only to see the door of the casino, a tall and strong young man, holding a paper umbrella in his left hand, holding a sledgehammer in his right hand, looking at all the gamblers fiercely; beside him, standing was the young man in purple with bright eyes and bright teeth, clever and delicate.