Chapter 6 I am a gambling saint (II)
The limbs of the crickets in the big basin were amputated and scattered everywhere, and the cricket that won in the end had only one pair of long tail whiskers left, lying on the spot trembling.
"Oh! "Many gamblers around shouted remorse. However, there are a few people who are in a very good mood, and the smiles on their faces cannot be hidden.
Zhou Wu couldn't tell which cricket corresponded to which number.
"Ding wins!" the steward spoke, and the outcome of this cricket fight was decided.
"What? Ding has won!hahahahahahahahahahahaha
"If you people don't listen to me, I will let you buy a ding, but you don't listen, and now you deserve to lose. Haha!" the white-haired old man flaunted his might everywhere.
"You didn't bet, what's so funny. The old man shouted so loudly that even the steward said a word to the old man.
"I just bet on the Ding number to get the money, and I said that one loss of five is one loss of five, and He's gambling house will not be in arrears, and the bill will be settled immediately. "The people who charged the number came to collect the money, but there were only five or six people, which was not worth mentioning compared to the nearly 100 people in a room full of people.
It's time.
Zhou Wu condensed into a blood qi mass at the heart vein, and according to the path in his memory, he pulled the blood qi mass to the previous position. Zhou Wu's consciousness once again entered the mysterious space of that gate.
"This crazy old man has already lost all his money in the first two games, where is the money to bet!" The man in black thought that Zhou Wu was standing still thinking about the reason why the old man didn't bet and explaining to Zhou Wu, but this was the last sentence Zhou Wu heard.
Zhou Wu focused his consciousness on "reading", his mind was blurred for a while, and the eyes of the auxiliary head above the gate on the right flashed.
Zhou Wu opened his eyes, and sure enough, he returned to the gate of He's gambling house.
"Wednesday Childe, what kind of wind is blowing you? ”
As soon as Zhou Wu entered the door, a steward immediately rushed up to greet him, with a smile on his face, as if he had seen a close friend he had made for many years.
"Third son, what do you want to play today?" cockfighting, cricket fighting, dominoes, Liubo, Shuanglu, it is ......" The steward enthusiastically introduced the gambling items one by one.
"Let's just play cricket. Zhou Wu interrupted him before the steward could finish speaking, and it felt a little weird to listen to the same words a second time.
"Third son, it's a coincidence that you're here. This fighting cricket is not always there, at the end of the day, our He gambling house ......" The steward just wanted to introduce the schedule of this fighting cricket, but was interrupted by Zhou Wu again.
"I know that your Ho's gambling house has three cricket fights a day, and in half an hour, today's last game will begin. Am I right?" Zhou Wu said with a smile.
"This ...... Childe said half a point. "It's obviously the first time to come to the gambling house, how to understand it so clearly, the steward is very surprised. Even Qian Long cast a strange look at Zhou Wu, could it be that the prince of Wednesday had already come to the gambling house to gamble, but everyone didn't know?
"Third son, follow me!" The steward didn't say any more nonsense, and directly led Zhou Wu to the other courtyard.
It was still the same crowd as before, the same big table, the same small black bowl, and the same crickets were all exactly the same as before.
"Today's odds for crickets are five to one, I don't know which one the third prince plans to bet on, how much to bet?" The steward was very flexible, knowing that Zhou Wu might not be the first time to come to the gambling house, so he didn't even explain the rules, and asked directly about the bet.
"Just take ......" Zhou Wu didn't finish speaking.
"This son, listen to me and bet on that Ding, I have gambled on crickets for five years, I will make you a sure profit!" A white-haired old man wanted to grab Zhou Wu's clothes, but he caught a void, Zhou Wu had been on guard early, how could he let him catch it a second time.
"Okay! Listen to the old gentleman's bet, five thousand taels. Zhou Wu said that he was about to hand the silver ticket in his arms to the steward of the He family's gambling house.
"Don't listen to this crazy old man, I heard him bet a thousand taels of silver last time!" Sure enough, the man in black with a jade wrench appeared again.
"It's okay! I'm going to win this cricket fight today. Zhou Wu calmly replied, and at the same time sent the silver ticket to the steward.
"The third son is such a big hand, this time it's five thousand taels. Then even if the 5,000 taels are good, they can't be changed halfway. The steward took the money and reminded him.
"Who are you and still won, and people who don't know still think you're a celestial mechanic?" the man in black immediately retorted.
According to the description of the novel in his previous life, Bacheng is the kind of special profession that can perceive things and deduce the heavenly machine, Zhou Wu thought secretly.
"I am a gambling saint!" Zhou Wu was like an ancient strategist with a pearl of wisdom in his hand, and he was not surprised, and replied lightly.
"I'm not old, but my tone is not small. I'm not afraid that the wind will flash my tongue! I'm afraid that I'm not going to lose all my money for a while. The man in black actually stuck out his tongue "slightly", and Zhou Wu felt a little chilled, this kid can't be a sissy.
"Little brother, you are really discerning...... Cricket, listen to me, I'll be right later, and we'll make friends later. The white-haired old man said enthusiastically.
"Yes, definitely!" replied Zhou Wu perfunctorily.
Half an hour passed in a flash.
The steward took out a large basin made of red pottery from under the table, and there was a small yellow square in the center of this large basin, and there was nothing else except this small square, and Zhou Wu already knew that this thing was called Ori Incense, which could make crickets go crazy and kill each other. Then, the steward places the crickets in small bowls into large pots.
A group of gamblers surrounded the large table, watched the cricket brawl in the large basin seriously, and shouted and cheered them on from time to time.
Zhou Wu picked up a chair, a small table, a teacup and a teapot, and put them in the corner of the room, and began to pour tea and drink tea by himself, without looking at the fighting crickets, as if he was not involved in fighting crickets at all.
"Pretend!" The man in black looked at Zhou Wu's behavior and criticized again.
Zhou Wu didn't seem to hear it, and continued to pour himself a drink. I already know the result, so why bother looking at it.
After a while, the cricket fight was over.
"Ding wins!" the steward spoke, and the outcome of this cricket fight was decided.
"Hahaha! Wednesday Childe, we won! The white-haired old man rushed towards Zhou Wu, "The best friend in life is the most difficult to find! The white-haired old man happily took out a broken book from his arms, the cover was already half rotten, and the title of the book could not be seen, and the words inside were also crooked, and he couldn't understand it at all.
"Hehe, this old man has lost all his bets, if this broken book is really any kind of exercise, it would have been accepted by the He family's gambling house. Everyone around was laughing.
Zhou Wu, as a traverser, is most familiar with this kind of pearl dusty bridge, but he will not easily give up any possibility of becoming stronger, maybe this is a martial arts technique against the sky?
"Thank you, old man!" he took at once.
"This boy is a good trick!" the man in black walked over.
Could it be that the third son of the Zhou family is really a hidden Heavenly Machine, how can such a young Heavenly Machiner be? And how could a dignified Heavenly Engineer come to this mortal gambling house to gamble, maybe it was a random guess, but Zhou Wu's calm posture did not seem to be fake, and the man in black decided to continue to try Zhou Wu.
"I wonder if Childe calls himself a gambling saint, will he dare to bet against me?"