Regardless of the size of the dice roll or the reversal of the copper plate, as long as there are enough times, all the data will be erased, and winning and losing will account for half of the chance.

With 18 chances vs. only one chance, unless the gods get in the way, you will win.

But in every battle, winning and losing are still half against half. Just as the copper coin has ten "words" in a row, the possibility of the next "pattern" will not become greater.

Just as people were keen to buy lottery tickets 10,000 years ago, racking their brains according to the distribution of previous data, calculating the probability of the next hand, is pure nonsense.

One or two against ten taels, the advantage is not to win or lose each game, but to expand the value and have more opportunities to shoot. If you win, you will make a tenfold profit, and the other party will make a profit of one-tenth at most, which is a hundred times cheaper.

Of course, Xintianyou knows this.

But to deal with Liu Quan, there is no need to be so profound, there is a way.

As soon as I heard about Guan Pu, it turned out to be a big gamble of ten taels of silver, and the strange rules of ten taels against one tael, and the street was immediately surrounded by a table as the center.

Gambling distorts value, encourages unearned gains, and is restricted by any country. Even in Zhouping, which covered the sky with one hand in Huaguo, only ran a Leyoufang at the beginning, and it did not bloom everywhere.

Outside the law don't care about that.

The groom simply did not leave, and stood on the wheel and stretched his neck, like a heron. Ignoring the fact that the game was not sold, the hunter shoved the guy into the corner and stood on tiptoe.

The grocery buyer may carry a bundle of side vegetables, or carry a fresh fish and drill into the pile. But I didn't know that the thing had already been squeezed out, and I had a small rope in my hand.

The grand occasion is unprecedented, and there are poems:

The walker saw Guan Pu and put down his beard. When the young man saw Guan Pu, he took off his hat and put his head on. The ploughman forgets his plow, and the hoe forgets his hoe. Come and return to resent, but sit back and watch the swoop.

The funniest thing is that he is a merchant.

Half of this guy is coerced by the crowd, and half of him wants to see the strange. Change the horizontal flat pole to a vertical flat pole, grasp the rope of the front cargo with your left hand, and pull the person on the side with your right hand, and squeeze it inside.

The three clever bastards saw it and quietly followed. The two of them quickly unloaded the basket, lifted it and ran. The other dragged down the rope with his hand and followed the merchant to prevent the flat pole from being warped.

After walking dozens of steps, the ridiculous thing put down the pick, only to find that the basket behind it was missing. Looking around blankly, the second monk was puzzled.

At the end is a sea of people, very lively.

The three young men who had fun before didn't need to be invited, and they took on the work of maintaining order. Don't let the crowd squeeze too hard, and overturn the table.

Liu Quan stood up, bent down and stood the copper coin in the center of the table, shouting and spun out a cloud of virtual shadows. It turned faster than Xintianyou's demonstration, and there was a faint sound of wind coming out of the "buzz".

Xin Tianyou sat on a bench, his buttocks pouting back, his tall body lying on his back, his chin almost resting on the table, and his eyes staring at the phantom without blinking.

Hmph, sample, so you can see a flower?

Liu Quan sneered in his heart, and after only three or two breaths, he slapped it with one palm, and he couldn't hold it down.

Xin Tianyou straightened up, put his hands on his chest and rubbed them dryly for a while, his mouth was broken.

It took a long time to whisper a word, "pattern", and then changed his words: "No, it's a word, the word is facing up." It's still not right, it seems to be a tattoo ......"

"Straight lady thief, which Taoist temple collapsed, ran here to chant the scriptures? Whether it is a word or a pattern, decide quickly, and you can't regret it. ”

Liu Quan saw that he looked flustered, hesitated to judge, and his courage became stronger and stronger. It seems to see the scene of winning this ingot of snowflake silver, going to eat flowers and wine at night.

Xintianyou simply stood up, closed his eyes, flicked his skull with his fingers, and said, "Let me think about ......"

To lure the enemy deeper, we must first show cowardice.

There was silence on all sides, and no one dared to give advice.

Guessing the right and the wrong is purely relying on the sky to eat, and you can't think of it. Liu Quan sneered and pressed his fat palm more and more tightly.

"Tattoo, it's settled."

Xintianyou opened his eyes.

Liu Quan slowly raised his palms, everyone held their breath, and stood on tiptoe behind them.

The pattern is really upward.

Wow...... There was a lot of discussion on the spot, and they all said good luck.

Xintianyou grabbed the silver coin on the opposite side, smiled and said to a few young people who were cheering: "Dip a few of the light, let's eat and drink these two silvers." ”

Several people hurriedly waved their hands and said no, but the young Taoist insisted on giving it, and he wanted to throw it.

Liu Quan saw that the situation was not right, and snorted:

"Straight lady thief, what do you mean, you're not ready to play?"

Xintianyou looked at him in surprise and sneered: "You birdman has no money, and you are still playing with fart." ”

"Who says there's no silver?"

Liu Quan took out a silver coin again and slapped it on the table.

He's an old gambler and doesn't care too much about winning or losing the first game. It's good to win, but it's okay to lose. The previous use of words to squeeze the young Taoist priest was to prevent him from taking advantage of him and slipping away.

"Come on, are you still afraid that you won't succeed?"

Xintianyou put down the silver bill, grabbed the copper plate and pressed it vigorously in his palm, muttered "Immeasurable Tianzun, Sanqing bless", stood in the center of the table and swirled, and slapped it with one palm after two breaths.

Liu Quan responded to a "word" randomly, and when he uncovered it, he saw that the pattern was facing upwards and lost.

This guy also calmed down, did not hurry, and found a silver coin again.

It was the turn of the Taoist to guess again, and the blind cat met the dead mouse and guessed it again.

Hit the three yuan!

The sound of tsk on all sides is endless.

Liu Quan put his hand into his sleeve and didn't pull it out for a long time.

Xin Tianyou laughed so much that his mouth was almost grinning to the root of his ears, and he threw three small silver bills up and down in his hand, and asked:

"Hahaha, luck is coming, and the gods can't stop it...... You birdman, don't you still have silver? If you don't, it's not early......"

Liu Quan snorted and scolded angrily in his heart.

Straight thief, the sun has just come out, why is it not early? I clearly want to take the opportunity to stop.

He didn't hesitate because he was intimidated.

I've seen five or six consecutive wins, and even three yuan is nothing. It's just that in the silver he paid for 18 taels, the rebate was only 3 taels or 3 cents. If you lose again, you won't be able to settle your account today.

Seeing that he hesitated, Xintianyou picked up the three silver ingots and the big silver ingots and pushed them forward, stepped on the bench with one foot, pointed to Liu Quan's nose and said:

"Humpty Dumpty, the end is not cool. If you have money to take money, but you don't have money to leave, what do you do? Dao Ye is simply generous, as long as you take out a tael of silver, I will use this thirteen taels to gamble with you. ”

Thirteen against one, tsk!

The crowd was dizzy and amazed.

Liu Quan was dispelled by coercion and temptation, and continued to take out a silver bill. I thought to myself, what about fifteen taels, can't I win one out of fifteen?

However, the ghost made the god worse, and he lost five times in a row in less than half a stick of incense. Cold sweat is pouring from his forehead, and he can't wipe it clean, like a waterfall.

On the other hand, the Taoist priest led eight small silver bills with a large silver ingot in front of him. It seems that the marshal is on the expedition in person, and the general is guarding the guard, which is called a majestic and majestic.

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