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Li Xiaomu pulled the beans and just wanted to hide, but he saw a little silver light in front of him negligently, and the broken silver fell to the ground, and the short-bearded man's heart tightened, and he didn't have the heart to look at the situation in the field, so he took the other three people to urge the horse to flee. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Li Xiaomu looked at the four people in the distance in a daze, and only then did he seem to hear a low voice coming from behind him, it was the word "噫", which shook the silver light in front of him, and he looked back at the crowd behind him, and he was dazed and confused.

Beanzi picked up the broken silver on the ground one by one, and held it in front of Li Xiaomu with a face full of surprise.

Li Xiaomu distributed the silver to the beggars, and finally picked the smallest piece, explained a few more words, and hurriedly turned around to find the person who had just helped, but most of the onlookers had dispersed, and after a big circle, they still found nothing, and in desperation, they walked towards the city with the silver.

The people at the entrance of the city gradually dispersed, and a person turned out from behind the big tree, a fat monk with a kind face, he twisted the Buddha beads in his hand, looked at Li Xiaomu's distant back, smiled slightly, and followed with steps.

......

If there is a knife on the head of the color word, Li Xiaomu must be a frequent visitor on the tip of the knife.

If it is said that there is a little money next to the gambling word, Li Xiaomu must be a passer-by by the silver money.

He is a good gambler, and today he can't be a regular customer, but a passerby.

Entering the gambling house, Li Xiaomu didn't see clearly whether the silver in his hand was square or round, so he was won by others, and he could only watch with a lonely face as others bet big and small, buy double bills.

He didn't admit that his gambling skills were not good at all, and he had been immersed in casinos for five or six years, and when he won, his arms were full, and after giving them to the little beggars, he was enough to eat a good meal. It's like a mess lost recently.

He was depressed in his heart, and watched pitifully as the dealer shook the dice, but found that the people in front of him walked away one by one, and gathered around a table in the corner of the gambling house, where many gamblers had gathered, and they all stretched their necks to look in.

Li Xiaomu became curious, pushed left and right and squeezed into the crowd, and finally saw the situation inside.

A fat monk stood in the middle, holding two big silver ingots in his hands, his face was red, and after hesitating, he slapped the ingots on the gambling table, "Buy small!" The monk shouted.

Li Xiaomu saw that the two silver ingots were more than fifty taels, and he was envious. Most of the gamblers around are also like this, and they have exchanged heads.

The dealer was expressionless, looked at the dice cup, and said, "Four, five, six, big!"

"Lost again—" muttered to the people around him.

The monk's face was even redder, he took out a bag of cloth bags, and took out two ingots, but they were golden, he just wanted to bet, but his hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, shook his head, gritted his teeth, and turned the cloth bag upside down, and the contents of it poured out - it was more than ten golden ingots, he pushed forward, and all bet on the gambling table.

"Ahh

Li Xiaomu opened his mouth even more, he had never seen so much money in his life, which was enough for the expenses of the entire Eight Sides Gate for two or three years, this monk ......

"Buy big—" the monk roared.

The dealer looked at those gold ingots, his face also changed, his eyes slanted to the shopkeeper, saw the shopkeeper raised the teapot in his hand and pecked lightly, his heart was slightly certain, his fingers moved slightly, and he shook the dice again.

"One, two, three, small—" The dealer crossed the gold ingots in ecstasy.

The people around sighed secretly, thinking that the monk didn't know whether he was involved in gambling deeply, or that he was red-eyed when he lost, and the dealer couldn't see what he had done, and he saw that a few fierce thugs had slowly walked out of the inner hall of the gambling house, glaring at everyone fiercely, everyone closed their mouths and stood aside obediently.

The fat monk's body swayed lightly, his face had turned purple, fine sweat oozed from his forehead, he shook the cloth bag and saw that there was nothing, patted his body up and down and couldn't find a penny of gambling money, he couldn't help but be a little annoyed, he suddenly raised his right arm, raised the Buddha beads in his hand, stared for a moment, as if he had finally made up his mind, put the Buddha beads carefully on the gambling table, and said in a trembling voice: "This - how much can you bet?"

The dealer was stunned, and secretly looked at the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper saw that each of the Buddhist beads seemed to be carved by beautiful jade, as big as a pigeon's egg, verdant and round, brilliant, was put on the table by the monk and still held tightly reluctant to let go, naturally it is a rare treasure, the so-called gold is priceless jade, this string of Buddha beads should be a thousand gold and difficult to change!

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and he took a big sip into the spout of the teapot. The dealer will take out a few taels of silver and put them on the table. He said with a smile: "How much is a string of broken beads worth?" Originally, we should have asked you to go to the pawnshop next to you to exchange money, but we will make an exception for you to live your gambling addiction again!"

The fat monk's face sank, and he said angrily: "You are blind in the eyes of a dog, so ignorant of goods! I will go-" Pick up the Buddha beads and turn around.

The dealer was shocked, and he was accustomed to bargaining on weekdays, but he didn't expect that the monk was not good at gambling but was not confused, seeing that the monk was going to take away the Buddha beads, if the treasure that was about to arrive was lost, the shopkeeper blamed it, and he couldn't afford to lose the life of the whole family.

The monk froze, looked at the gambling money on the opposite side, in addition to what he had just lost, there were seven or eight hundred taels of gold and silver, hesitated again, and slowly sent the Buddha beads to the gambling table. Then he closed his eyes and folded his palms, and muttered to himself: "Master, Master, you don't blame the disciple for being unscrupulous, I am also forced to be helpless, the treasure you passed on to me, if I really lose, I will go with you today, please bless you, Amitabha-" The face actually showed the look of death, and then sighed softly: "Wow!".

Most of the surrounding gamblers shook their heads silently, and a few of them had a light on their faces, waiting to see a good show.

Li Xiaomu's heart was shocked when he heard this, his heart flashed, he leaned behind the monk, hid and whispered: "Great monk, don't gamble, let's go." ”

The monk kept staring at his beads, seemingly unaware. Li Xiaomu was about to open his mouth again, but the placket of his clothes was grabbed, and he turned his head to see that it was a big man with a scar on his face......