"It's a fool not to take advantage of it!" the onlookers began to gear up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Everyone has a good gambling heart, even if it is by relying on Meng, there is a two-thirds chance of winning. Several young and bold men giggled and encouraged each other, and finally one of them stepped forward first. He thought that he could see the old man's technique of turning the bowl clearly, and he happened to have a few spare money in his pocket, so he swaggered out, pointed to a bowl very firmly and said, "There must be money here, I'll follow!"

"Oh, are you sure?" said the old man, narrowing his eyes and smiling even brighter, "if you lose, you have to pay for it." ”

"I'm sure you're going to go!" the man was impatient, and waved his hand and said aloud, "I'll wait to get the money and drink." ”。

"Okay, as you wish!" The words fell, and the old man unveiled the big wrist of the inverted button, and people looked intently, and found that it was empty, not even a single hair, and immediately burst into laughter: "Loss, loss, two coins are gone." ”

"Damn, how can this be!" The young man's face suddenly turned the color of pig's liver, he was a man of good face, and he did not dare to lay down his chips in public, so he had to put down the two coins in a daze, and shouted in a very unconvinced voice: "Come again." Come again!"

"Young man, a small gamble hurts your body, just mean it, hurry up and go home!" the old man stroked his beard and said deliberately.

"You want me to stop, no way, Lao Tzu and you are on the bar!" The young man's stubborn temper was committed, and he couldn't even pull back the eight donkeys, so how could he give up, just urged the old man to hurry up and start the gambling game again.

"Well, since you are determined to insist, the old man will naturally agree!" the old man smiled and did not persuade, but again bent his knees and squatted down to place three coins, and then covered four bowls. "The rules are the same, as long as you can turn over the bowl with coins, all three coins will be yours." Then he put his hands on the mouth of the bowl and began to shake, and after a few quick cross-swings, he stopped, pointed to several bowls and said, "Please!"

The young man had been staring nervously at the mouth of a few bowls, watching the old man move his fingers like flying and he didn't even dare to blink his eyes, and when the old man's hand movement stopped, he finally let out a long breath, if the movement of the other man's hand lasted for a few seconds, he really couldn't remember, but now he was still very sure. He felt that if he couldn't even grasp the three-quarters chance, he might as well go home and wash up and sleep.

He took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his finger and pointed to the small bowl on the far left, and said very firmly: "Old man, there must be a coin in it, open it quickly!"

The old man did not hesitate at all, and immediately opened the small bowl with an upside-down button, and dozens of pairs of eyes looked at it together, and immediately laughed in unison, only to see that the bottom of the bowl was empty, and there was half a coin there.

"You cheat, you must be cheating!" The young man stretched out his hand and pointed at the other party, and said in a somewhat excited tone: "I obviously saw a coin there, you only moved three times, and it is impossible for you to disappear somewhere else." So you must be lying, there are definitely no coins in the other two bowls, don't think Lao Tzu is easy to bully, Lao Tzu ......"

"Okay, okay, don't be verbose, you have to talk about credit when you come out to mix, and if you are wrong, you must be willing to gamble and lose!" The old man interrupted him a little angrily, stretched out his finger and hooked it, signaling the other party to hurry up and give the money.

"Don't give it, you're obviously cheating, why should I give it!" the young man jumped up and shouted loudly.

"Young man, don't be embarrassed!" The old man's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he threatened with a playful smile on his face: "I know your home is near here, if you don't pay the debt, believe it or not, there will be a lot of interesting things in your house at night!"

"Lao Tzu is scared!" The young man patted his chest angrily, pointed to his heart and shouted loudly: "What's the matter, Lao Tzu just can't swallow this breath, either you come here with a knife, or you will open the remaining bowls, as long as there are coins inside, Lao Tzu will give money immediately without saying a word!"

"Then you must be convinced!" the old man, who was also in a fiery temper, immediately lifted the other three upside-down bowls, and everyone looked at them in unison, and found the three coins lying quietly on the ground, as if mocking each other's stupidity and ignorance. The young man's face was suddenly very ugly, and his face swelled like a pig's liver, and he hammered his head vigorously, and with great displeasure, he took out three more coins from his pocket, and threw them at the old man's feet very rudely.

"Thank you, boss, for your generosity!" Five coins were blown out of the young man's hand in a short period of time, and the old man's face bloomed with a smile, and he smiled secretly in his heart: "Today's dinner has been settled, and I don't need to eat the overlord meal, I want to eat seafood." ”

Thinking of this, he turned a blind eye to the young man's very rude behavior, smiled and arched his hand towards him, bent down on the ground and picked it up.

"This old man is just playing magic, it's okay to deal with ordinary people, but it's not enough to see in front of my brother. In the crowd, He Jinshui smashed his lips and looked at the old man with a somewhat strange expression. His method is actually very simple, ordinary people can't see it, but He Jinshui knows it clearly.

In the era of the information explosion, many common magic tricks have been made public through high-definition cameras and analysis by experts in precision filming and demystification. He Jinshui, as a former otaku, was also one of the enthusiasts, not only loves to watch these puzzle shows, but also can imitate and conjure some of them.

The old man had a magnet hidden in his sleeve, which he took out and hid in the palm of his hand when he needed it, and put it back in his sleeve when he didn't use it, so ordinary people couldn't know it at all. When the bowl is opened, whether the young man guesses correctly or not, he can use a magnet to suck up the coin and stick it upside down on the bottom of the bowl, and when he uncovers the bowl, he will carefully protect the bottom from any cents, and there will be no coins on the ground.

In the age of ignorance when information was underdeveloped, the chances of his magic being revealed were slim to none. Although He Jinshui saw it really well, he didn't plan to uncover the mystery in public and slap him in the face, otherwise the two sides would be on the same page, and it would be impossible for him to ask the other party for help.

In fact, through half a day of tracking, he has initially figured out the character of this old man, he definitely has no ambition and likes to be happy and revenge, he does things according to his personal preferences, and the pursuit of justice is a fart to him. So He Jinshui didn't want to rashly ask the other party for help, he was waiting quietly, waiting to give the other party a set, so that the other party could only obediently enter the urn.

The old man picked up the money on the ground and put it in his pocket with a smile, which made the surrounding melon-eating audience look at each other, and the guy in the store before was even more stunned and full of envy, hoping that the old man would reward him with a few in a happy mood.

"Young man, thank you!" The old man patted the young man's shoulder with a smile, and when he saw that he was gritting his teeth and not giving up, he frowned and patted him harder, and said with a disdainful face: "If you can't afford to lose, don't make a fool of yourself, go back to rest early, and everything will be fine when you get up from sleep."

"It's not true, it's not true!" The young man muttered to himself, looking unlucky as if he had lost his soul and lost his soul, until he felt the pain in his shoulder, he came to his senses with grinning teeth, jumped backwards and gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "I haven't lost yet, Lao Tzu still has money, today I will divide the winner and lose, Lao Tzu and you will fight to the end!"

"Hehe, young man is ambitious and worthy of admiration!" the old man laughed duplicitously, shrugged his shoulders as if he was indispensable, crouched down and placed four coins, and took out five bowls and buckled one for each one, leaving only one empty bowl to buckle on the ground.

"This old man is crazy, it's too big!" The crowd exploded and began to discuss.

"It's not, Lao Tzu just just guesses, and there is a four-fifths chance of guessing correctly!" spoke a middle-aged man who claimed to be a wise man.

"But why is he so fearless, isn't this a game that is bound to lose?" answered a suspicious person.

"Demon law, this old man will definitely be demon law!" said a survivor who had fled from Haisha Town.

"Demon law, cut!" dozens of middle fingers were raised together, full of disdain for the man.

In the middle of the exchange, the old man leaned over and began to stir up the bowl on the ground again, his hands were unusually skillfully crossed, and he moved more than ten times in less than three seconds, and everyone who watched was dazzled and dizzy.

The young man didn't look at it, but just stared at the old man with a sneer, and his teeth itched with hatred in his heart, and he pondered to find his brother to knock him a slap in order to vent his nameless anger.

"Come on, please!" said the old man, clapping his hands and standing up, pointing to a few bowls with a smile.

The young man thought the same as everyone in the audience, thinking that he could win even by guessing, so he came over and pointed to a bowl without looking at it and said, "That's it, open it quickly." ”

"Good!" the old man nodded very dryly, crouched down and stroked the bottom of the bowl, then gently lifted it up to reveal the underneath.

"Empty, how can it be empty again?" The young man's eyes were red, and a sound that did not look like a human sound came from his throat, and he stomped his feet angrily, stared at the other party and said, "Dead old man, I don't know what demon magic you used, but you must have cheated, otherwise you would never be so evil." ”

The old man looked at Du Xianang with a little pity, sighed and shook his head as if looking at a fool, but he didn't even bother to say a word of nonsense, just slowly stretched out his palm and fingers to hook, signaling that the other party was willing to gamble and lose and give money quickly.

"Don't give it, don't give it to death, there's a kind of you killing me!" The young man broke the jar and broke it, and now he had no grace to study, revealing a scoundrel's face. He spat hard at the ground, then turned and shoved the crowd to get away.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a strong force coming from behind him, and the whole person involuntarily took off into the air and took off into the blue sky, and then his money bag flew straight out and fell into the hands of the hateful old man.

"One, two, three, four!" the old man counted out four coins lightly, and smashed the money bag in front of him with a slap, and whistled with a look of contempt on his face, "Boss, thank you, your mother is waiting for you to go home for dinner." ”

"Damn, I'm fighting with you!" The young man was already carried away by anger, his eyes were about to split, and he couldn't help but spurt blood, and stood up screaming like a pig.

The ridicule of everyone sounded in his ears, making him breathe fast and his heart beat faster, and he had a tyrannical feeling of wanting to pick up a kitchen knife and kill all sides. He yelled like a madman, picked up a brick on the ground, rushed over and prepared to fight each other.

When it was too late, the old man turned quickly in a posture that did not match his age, and took off, got up, and kicked his legs in one go, and the shadowless legs flew out and kicked heavily in the young man's chest.

Blood spurted out, and the young man flew out of the crowd with a whirlwind and screams, and fell to the roof opposite like a broken kite, and then fell to the ground again and again, and under the sympathetic gaze of everyone, he shook his head and stood up, unable to say a word of arrogance, but fell to the ground and held on to the corner, and left without looking back.

"Damn, I'm really a sick cat if I don't exert my power!" The old man slapped his palm, crossed his hands on his hips, and roared loudly with angry eyes: "Who else!"

Maybe it was because he looked too strong at this time, or maybe it was the young man's painful lesson that stimulated everyone, and the onlookers looked at the old man looking like a god of war descending to earth, and they were all shocked, and they were silent for a while, as if they could hear even a needle falling to the end.

"Evil Gate, this old man is really evil!" There were still many good people in the crowd of onlookers, who originally wanted to stand up and try their luck, but when they saw that the young man was like a mildew god, he actually blocked and killed the gods and Buddhas, and even lost the kind of winning game, so he was afraid of it, and he couldn't eat the old man's path at all, and even thought that if he didn't have a demon protection, where would he dare to come to this troubled water.

The old man was also anxious, he originally wanted to take advantage of the large number of onlookers to win a few more to realize the majestic idea of "not opening for three years, opening for three years", but seeing that the good deeds shrank their eggs one after another, looking as pitiful as a quail, he suddenly said in shock: "Could it be that my acting skills are not good and my performance is too much, which scares them?"

"No, the old man has to think of a way!" The old man saw that people were staring at each other wide-eyed, and looked like they had nothing to do with themselves, so he used a poisonous snake trick, sometimes stomping and scolding, sometimes sarcastic, sometimes sneering, sometimes disdainful, but the crowd of onlookers was always like an old monk in a fixed position, all looking forward to others jumping out of the ring to fight, but he was ready to watch the excitement on the wall. (To be continued.) )