The drunkard knew that Lu was trapped, grinned, and said, "Well, you can also cut yourself in two and fight with me like this." ”

"Fart, I'll cut it into two parts, here, fight with you, and I won't be able to tell the winner in 10,000 years!" Ding Ermiao laughed and said, "According to the previous rules, you drink eighteen scoops first." But this time, I'm going to gag your mouth and pour the drink from underneath! ”

"No, no, it's not in order!" The drunkard was shocked and said.

"Just follow my rules!" Ding Ermiao couldn't help but say, pressed the drunkard's head into the water, clamped the drunkard's mouth between his legs, and then scooped up the wine and poured it into the drunkard's waist one by one.

The drunkard has no legs, and with the strength of his hands, he is not Ding Ermiao's opponent.

It didn't take much effort, and half of the drunkard's body was filled with wine, and Ding Ermiao didn't stop until it overflowed.

"How's it going, are you full?" Ding Ermiao mentioned the drunkard, still let him put his head down and his feet, and asked.

The drunkard was so drunk that his face was flushed, his mouth was leaking incessantly, and he couldn't speak at all.

Ding Ermiao turned the drunkard in one direction, blocked his waist with his hand, and asked, "Say, where is the white spot I saw on the river just now?" ”

The drunkard was drunk and opened his mouth and said, "What...... White? Isn't it...... That broken soul? ”

"That's right, it's the Broken Soul." Ding Ermiao nodded.

The drunkard looked around, stretched out his fingers, and finally settled on the northwest, and said, "There...... Over there...... At the gambler's place, you go find it yourself, I'll ...... Drink too much......"

Ding Ermiao sneered, pressed the drunkard into the water, and then used his hands and feet together to paddle towards the northwest water.

"Good wine, good wine......" Behind him, the drunkard giggled stupidly, waving his hands wildly.

Ding Ermiao didn't care about this drunkard, he just moved forward quickly, hoping to bring back Ji Xiaoxiao's soul as soon as possible, after all, the water temperature here was too high, and it was not a happy thing to stay inside.

The strange thing is that Ding Ermiao is now in the water, and he seems to feel that the Xuechi River has become bigger again, and the big one is boundless, so that he can't see the shore. Thinking about it, I always feel that this underworld is extremely fantastic, and what I see, hear, and perceive is not the appearance of the yang world.

After swimming forward for a long time, I finally swam out of the confines of the wine pond.

The water suddenly became pitch black, and it was as sticky as porridge, and the smell was unpleasant.

A small white dot in front of it, also clearly visible, is following the waves in this stinky water.

If you look closely, you can see Ji Xiaoxiao's outline in the white dot.

"Xiaoxiao, come here!" Ding Ermiao stretched out his hand and summoned towards Ji Xiaoxiao's broken soul.

But Ji Xiaoxiao's broken soul was still spinning, and she didn't pay attention to Ding Ermiao's shouts at all. It's no wonder that a single broken soul basically has no memory, how do you know who Xiaoxiao is? Moreover, even if this broken soul has a memory, he doesn't know Ding Ermiao at all, and he won't get close to Ding Ermiao!

"Xiaoxiao, don't move, I'll save you!" Ding Ermiao encouraged his spirit and accelerated his swimming.

Seeing that the broken soul was close in front of him, Ding Ermiao was overjoyed in his heart and reached out to grab it.

But unexpectedly, at this moment, a bamboo pole that came out of thin air picked up Ji Xiaoxiao's broken soul and threw it aside!

Ding Ermiao turned his head and saw that Ji Xiaoxiao's broken soul fell three zhang away.

At the end of the bamboo pole was a raft on which sat a lean old ghost with a sneer on his face.

The old ghost was in good spirits, but he only had a shirt, no pants, no shoes, and sat cross-legged on a raft with a low table in front of him.

"Gamblers?" Ding Ermiao glared and asked, "Is it a gambler, why do you want to go against me?" ”

The drunkard has said that this is the territory of gamblers.

The old ghost was stunned for a moment, frowned, and said, "How do you know that I am a gambler?" Have we gambled money before? Also, when did I go against you? ”

Ding Ermiao sneered, stabilized his figure, pointed at the gambler, and scolded: "Pu Songling said, let's ask who is the best at gambling, the man without pants!" You don't even have pants on, aren't you a gambler? If you weren't a gambler, how could you not even have pants!? I came to save people, looking for this lost broken soul, but you picked it up with a bamboo pole, not against me, what is it? ”

"That broken soul is what I used to guess odds and evens. I asked her to spin and roll on the water, and finally stopped, and the front up was single, and the back up was double. It's you, okay if you bothered me? The gambler snorted and said:

"Also, who is Pu Songling, why don't gamblers wear pants? I was just unlucky that I didn't turn the tables around when I was alive. Now, I am practicing my gambling skills here, just waiting to be reincarnated in the future and become a generation of gambling kings! At that time, not to mention one pair of pants, even if you wear ten pairs of pants a day, it was nothing! ”

Your sister, take Xiaoxiao's broken soul to guess the odds and doubles?

Ding Ermiao almost vomited blood and scolded: "A ghost like you, like a beast, don't think about reincarnation for the rest of your life!" ”

"Gamblers are also human beings, why can't they be reincarnated?" The gambler frowned.

"Gamblers are also human?" Ding Ermiao snorted and said, "Mr. Pu Songling, I once scolded you gamblers like this, you listen well." ”

"Okay, I'll hear what this guy has to say to me!" Gamblers are interested.

Ding Ermiao was furious, and scolded the gambling ghost:

"The old gentleman said that the fastest defeat in the world is gambling! You gamblers, like prostitutes, linger in the eternal night, pouring out your pockets, and hanging money in the days of the Poor; Oh pheasant Hulu, begging for the bones of obscenity. Circling five trees, like walking beads; Holding multiple chapters in hand, such as a fan. look at others on the left and look at yourself on the right, looking through the eyes of devils; Yang shows weakness and yin is strong, and it takes a lot of effort!

The house has a guest and you are still obsessed with the casino! There's a fire in your home and you're staring at the table; The mouth is dry, the eyes are red, and he looks like a ghost!

After a while, it was all lost, and a pair of hot eyes were left watching. Others gamble happily, and your heroic skills are itchy; When you touch the pocket, there is no money, and you are cold. Stretching his neck, he wandered around the table, only feeling helpless. Frustrated, he returned home in the middle of the night. At this time, your wife is already asleep, and you dare not wake her; Hungry, you can only eat some leftovers and cold rice, dare to complain?

Then you sell your son and sell the land, hoping to gamble and turn over. But if you gamble and lose, you will end up fishing for the moon in the water!

and after the defeat, you have made a lowly thing; Just ask who is the best at gambling, the group refers to the man without pants! The man without pants is you! Think about it, are people like you living in the world also considered human? ”

……

The gambler listened silently, nodding slightly, and seemed to approve of what Ding Ermiao said.

"I'm done, gambler, if you still have a sense of shame, hurry up and return that broken soul to me!" Ding Ermiao said.

The gambler nodded and said, "What you said is very reasonable, why don't you do this, let's gamble." If you win, take the broken soul with you; If you lose, hehe......"

——A kind reader once told me: I am a little obsessed with gambling and can't extricate myself, and I am bankrupt. Brother Xiang, your writing is good, can you write a persuasion article that promotes the harm of gambling? If you are willing to write, I will reward you with fifty dollars. I smile bitterly, an article, can you wake up a gambler? If you can, the article of Pu Songling quoted in this article, the pen is through the paper, and the pen is like a knife, and it has already woken up all the gamblers in the world!

I don't want the fifty dollar tip, but I wrote this episode in the hope that my gambling friend will see it. If someone sees this little story, spontaneously wakes up, and stays away from gambling, it is more meaningful than me getting a reward of 50,000 yuan. I hope everyone can stay away from gambling and enjoy a happy life.