I saw that on the side of the street, there was a shop with a curtain, and the plaque above the door read "Good Luck Fang", and a large piece of paper was pasted on the side of the door, with the words "Good Luck Lianlian" written on it - but it was a gambling house.

Zhao Li stopped when he saw this gambling house, not because he wanted to take a chance to turn a bicycle into a motorcycle, but because he thought of a former gambling friend.

This good luck gambling house, the original owner of the body Zhao Anchun is also a frequent visitor, when you come here, you often meet some Taoist priests, goddesses come in to gamble - after all, these Taoist chiefs, goddesses are also ordinary people with seven emotions and six desires, catching ghosts, fortune telling, but also to combine work and rest, relax.

According to the memory of the original owner Zhao Lichun, in this good luck workshop, there seems to be a little Taoist boy who occasionally appears, and claims to be a disciple of the head of the temple of the City God...

It's just that if he is not mistaken, Zhao Li is not very sure, after all, although the original owner Zhao Anchun gambles and prostitutes, he is a showman in the end, and he belongs to the upper class of Shinong industry and commerce, and he is not very reasonable for Taoist priests and goddesses, so the memory of the original owner is not very clear.

Zhao Li thought of this, turned around, and walked towards this good luck gambling house, since it is possible, then you have to try, the bad gambler is the best to start.

"Ouch, isn't this Zhao Xiucai? I haven't been here for a few days, come and see, what do you want to play?"

As soon as Zhao Li walked into the casino, a little guy greeted him and said with a hippie smile.

It's just that this little guy has just approached Zhao Li, and he can't help but be a flurry.

After all, the contrast between the height of more than 1.6 meters in the past and the height of more than 1.8 meters is too great, which makes this little guy think that he has recognized the wrong person.

"I'll take a look first. ”

Zhao Li said casually, ignoring him, and walked straight inside.

This so-called "good luck gambling house" is actually just a few bungalows, the area is not large, each room has a few gambling tables, playing different things, each table is surrounded by shouting gamblers, but some are fanatical and happy yelling, some are red eyes and roaring.

However, it took a few minutes for Zhao Li to visit all the small and small good luck gambling houses, but he didn't see the little Taoist who was addicted to gambling.

"Didn't come?"

Zhao Li frowned, but he was a little helpless, this was the only breakthrough point he could think of, but he couldn't stand people not gambling today.

"Alas, if only that little Taoist priest could come out and gamble..."

Zhao Li let out a long sigh in his heart and thought so.

As this thought fell, Zhao Li suddenly sensed a touch on the attribute panel, and something seemed to have changed.

"Properties Panel!"

Zhao Li hurriedly whispered in his heart and summoned the attribute panel.

Looking down from the top attribute of the attribute panel, Zhao Li froze suddenly.

Luck: 0.6

"Damn, where did I go with 1 bit of luck? Didn't I get up this morning at 1.6?"

Zhao Li immediately scolded in his heart.

The luck value of 1.6, this is the point he saved after eating books for nearly half a month, he didn't study the role of this attribute clearly, and the whole 1 point of luck disappeared out of thin air?!

"It must have just been missing, what the hell is going on?"

Zhao Li thought of the abnormal movement of the attribute panel just now, and couldn't help but look around, although he didn't know what the use of luck was, anyway, it was very unhappy.

But then again, if this attribute value is less, it is less, and it is not that a dollar can be picked up from the ground if it is lost, Zhao Li reluctantly walked around the gambling house again, and could only walk towards the door in pain.

Then without waiting for Zhao Li to walk out of the door of the gambling house, he saw a thin Taoist priest, carrying a burden, open the door curtain and walk in.

"Ouch, Chief, aren't you going to do something, why did you come back so soon, please come in, please come in!"

The little guy guarding the door hurriedly beckoned.

"Bad luck, a house in the east of the city said it was haunted, and asked me to paste some rune paper, but when I got to the door of the house, it said that it was a nest of rats, so I was sent back!"

The little Taoist priest who walked into the gambling house was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was a little ruffian, and he shouted in a loud voice.

Zhao Li stared at this little Taoist priest with bright eyes—isn't this the apprentice he is looking for?

It's really hard to find nowhere to step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!

"Heh, although I lost 1 point of luck for no reason, but-"

Zhao Li was about to self-deprecating to comfort himself, but halfway through his words, he froze.

I just hoped that the little Taoist priest would appear on my front foot, and then the luck point was 1 point less, and then, the little Taoist priest really appeared, is this really good luck?

And so on... Luck?

Zhao Li's face suddenly became a little exciting.

If it's a coincidence... That would be too unconvincing.

"Hey, wait, I'll bet!"

The little Taoist priest who walked into the gambling hall was obviously an impatient, grabbed a handful of copper from his arms, and squeezed towards a gambling table.

Zhao Li also let go of his conjecture about the "luck value" first, anyway, now he only has 0.6 luck, and it seems that he can't do experiments anymore, so it's better to focus on the target in front of him first.

walked to the little Taoist's side, but Zhao Li was not in a hurry to talk, just watched the little Taoist bet and gamble.

"I'm betting big!"

The little Taoist priest threw a handful of copper coins in his hand on the table, and there was an area with the word "big" written on it, and he also shouted in his mouth.

This table is a game of craps and size, and although the rules are simple, the stakes on the table are not low.

Zhao Li just watched from the sidelines, without the slightest idea of ending up - as a young man from the modern 21st century, he has seen countless "quit gambling brother's appearance", and has traveled through many worlds, plus the memory of Zhao Anchun, the original owner of the current body, for reference, Zhao Li has seen too thoroughly about gambling.

Don't listen to nonsense such as "take a fight, turn a bicycle into a motorcycle", "gamble on a bet, loess becomes gold", "dare to win", "want to be rich, bet more", "whose child cries every day, which gambler loses every day", "not afraid of losing bitterly, afraid of breaking the gamble" and other nonsense, the only end of gambling is the death of the family and the separation of the wife.

The so-called gambling, ten bets and nine losses, there has never been a gambler who really wins to the end, and there is only one winner, that is, the banker.

Zhao Li was so unhurried behind the little Taoist, watching him take out the copper again and again and throw it on the table, betting again and again, or happy, or cursing.

To put it simply, it is to see this little Taoist priest rise up a tall building, see him feast guests, and see his building collapse.

Sure enough, in less than an hour, when the little Taoist priest reached into his arms again to touch the copper, his hand was empty. (https:)

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