"Didn't you set up a village and bet on the battle between Bai Zun and Chang Gongzi!" said an old monster unhappily.

"Oh yes, that's it, it's rude... So, write the bets and odds on the signboard so that you don't forget..."

The beggar patted the storage ring and took out an old wooden plaque full of various bets... It seems that beggars often gamble everywhere ...

He pointed like a knife, and with a movement of mana, he cut off a layer of words on the surface, took out a pen, dipped it in saliva, and had no ink, but he could write on a wooden card.

"Hey, this wooden sign, yes, yes... It's a 10,000-year-old Tiannanmu!"

"Oh! This is the 'stroke of God', but there is no ink word, the legend is that only the people of the rain hall can hold it, what is the identity of this beggar, is it the god guard of the rain temple!"

But I saw the beggar twisting his magic pen and writing a few crooked words on the wooden card.

Often disagrees with victory, one loses one.

Often dissatisfied, one pays one hundred.

often refuses to admit defeat, and loses 1,000 for one.

After writing a few lines, the beggar seemed extremely satisfied with his handwriting, nodded his head, and set aside all the gambling monsters.

Forgot, forgot... He forgot that he was making a bet.

And the other old monsters, when they saw the gambling odds, they all gasped.

Hiss!

This stall owner is not a madman, how can he set such odds!

Gambling often does not accept victory, bet on a piece of fairy jade, and win only a piece of fairy jade in return.

If you don't accept the bet, you will have the opportunity to get a return of 100 yuan for a piece of fairy jade.

If you don't admit defeat in betting, you will have a chance to get a thousand returns for a piece of fairy jade!

After all, everyone is convinced that if they do not accept the truth, they will lose, and there is even no possibility of a draw. Bai Feiteng, how to say it, is also an old monster who is famous in the Vermilion Bird Country, if he loses to a teenager, he will not be alive!

Gambling often does not admit defeat, and it is safe to make a profit without losing!

Gambling often does not accept the draw, even if you lose, you will lose a piece of fairy jade, but if you often disagree with the real balance, or Bai Zun cares about his identity and does not want to win, he is allowed to often disagree and end in a draw... This accident cannot be ignored, if so, then bet on its balance, and it seems that there is a certain opportunity to make a big profit.

As for gambling often not convincing to win... There is no old monster at all, I think that I will win if I am not convinced, and I bet that I will not accept to win, a piece of fairy jade, and if I win, I will only return a piece, and if I lose, I will have nothing, and it is almost a probability of losing... A fool will usually lose money if he is not convinced...

"The old man often gambles and does not admit defeat, and bets a thousand fairy jade! But the old man has a problem... If the old man wins the bet, he will get a return of millions of immortal jade, you, do you!"

The old monster's tone was very light, but the questions he asked were the attention of many old monsters.

This gamble, don't offend people, that's the stall owner's business, since there is a chance to make money, the monsters will not let it go.

No monster can not be tempted by this almost win-winning, thousand-fold gamble. Even, people who were extremely dissatisfied with beggars gambling before have reversed their views and moved their minds to gamble.

It's just that a thousand times the odds... This beggar, how could there be so many immortal jade villages...

After listening to the question, the beggar, who had originally admired his handwriting, suddenly looked back and showed surprise,

"Oops, I'm sorry, I forgot to bet again... You ask me if I have any money, just kidding, look at my dress, like I don't have money!"

His voice rose an octave, a little sharp, and the old monsters suddenly showed disdain.

You are dressed as a beggar, and judging by your appearance, you obviously have no money.

If it weren't for the fact that the beggar was a 10,000-year-old Tiannanmu and a stroke of genius, he might have a great future, and there would be no old monster who would talk to the beggar.

Sensing everyone's contempt, the beggar seemed extremely dissatisfied, frowned, patted the storage ring, and took out a dilapidated tile basin, in which ten pieces of immortal jade were contained.

"This is my belongings, you say, is it enough to bet! I'll use these fairy jades to bet!"

"Ten pieces of fairy jade, are you playing tricks on us!" the old monsters showed displeasure. Ten pieces of immortal jade, you can't bet at all... Empty gloves white wolf!

"Are you blind, these are ten pieces of immortal jade!?" the beggar looked incomprehensible.

"That's ten! There will never be an eleventh!"

"Phew! Nonsense! No matter how poor Lao Tzu is, he will not be so poor that he only has ten pieces of immortal jade! 'Cornucopia', pour it for me!"

The beggar looked angry, pointed at the clay pot, and then flipped over the clay pot and poured out ten pieces of fairy jade... But ten pieces of fairy jade left the tile pot, and among them, there were still ten pieces... Pour out ten pieces, and there are ten pieces, and in an instant, the ground is already full of immortal jade, a total of thousands of pieces!

"Who said that Lao Tzu has no money! Lao Tzu will stone you to death with money!" the beggar shouted, and the old monster present was shocked.

"Rain Hall Immortal Treasure, 'Cornucopia'! Who is this person, he actually carries this thing!"

"Rain Hall Immortal Treasure, 'Cornucopia'! Who is this person, he actually carries this thing!"

Cornucopia, according to legend, is in the hands of the God Emperor of the Rain Realm, known as the wealth of the world, and it is all collected in it... The clay pot in front of me is probably a cornucopia... No, it must be a cornucopia! Ten immortal jades that can never be poured... If a martial artist has the leisure to do so, if he has been ten or eight years old, he will have tens of millions of immortal jade, which is not a dream at all!

Where is this beggar, it is clearly a local tyrant... No, this person is in the Rain Temple, and his identity must be revered... Although, the cultivation is inferior, and the memory is very poor...

"Okay, Shu Buyun Daoyou has a cornucopia in hand, set up a bet, it's enough! The old man bets a thousand immortal jade, and he often doesn't accept defeat! Gambles another hundred immortal jade, and often doesn't accept it. ”

"The old man bets on three thousand immortal jade, and often refuses to accept defeat, and a thousand immortal jade, often refuses to accept the peace. ”

"The old man bets on five thousand immortal jade, and often refuses to accept defeat, and a thousand immortal jade, often disagrees!"

One by one, the old monsters have gambled on both sides, not only gambling often not admitting defeat, but also gambling often not accepting peace. All this is naturally for the sake of prudence first, even if there is no old monster who thinks that he often disagrees with the strength to draw with Bai Zun, he is still careful to gamble.

What if? What if Bai Zun's conscience finds out and the draw ends? In that case, even if you lose one, you can still make one, in short, you will make a steady profit without losing money!

This beggar named Shu Buyun must have burned his hands because he had more money, so he would take a cornucopia and give away wealth here. Hey, what a nice guy. But it's also true, people are carrying a cornucopia, and the money can't be used up, so they scatter their wealth, maybe it's for the sake of understanding and breaking through the middle stage of melting...

This person's background must be profound, and although his cultivation is low, he can't be provoked... The rain hall, there is a broken void to sit in the town, and a single thought can crush the Vermilion Bird Country... Thou shalt not offend...

...

There is no one who often does not accept the victory. Even those young disciples of the sect who kept saying that they supported Chang Disagree's victory, under the lure of profit, also gambled that Chang would lose if they didn't accept it.

The beggar gambled, and the matter immediately spread in the Demon Palace, and no one would refuse the windfall.

And I heard that the beggar is the god guard of the rain temple, and all the warriors have dispelled the desire to kill people and seize treasures, even if they are beggars, they are just spiritual cultivation.

(End of chapter)