No one can imagine what would happen to a cultivator who wandered around the world and gambled in a mortal casino.

Zuo Lang was secretly happy on the street, looking up at each other from time to time like fools, and then laughing inexplicably, and then he went to the south of the city.

At the gate of the famous gambling house in Nancheng tonight, there was a cultivator who was whispering to himself with a nervous expression.

The black-haired young man with a delicate face and shallow dimples on his cheeks looked up at the signboard painted with gold powder, although he didn't know the words, he still swallowed a mouthful of saliva that he didn't know if it was caused by nervousness or greed, and his voice was slightly hoarse and asked himself: "If you win too much, will you be chased by the people in the gambling house?"

Of course, no one can answer for him, but this gambling house doesn't know if there are any cultivators, and if there is, he will definitely be hunted down and killed.

This gambling house in the south of the city, this is the most profitable industry under a gangster, after the battle between the gangster and another bigwig, the gangster's power collapsed directly, the gambling house was smashed into a ruin, until two months later, the world was more peaceful, the gambling house was renovated and reopened, but now no one knows who the owner behind the gambling house is.

Although it is a gambling house that has risen from the ruins, it is a time-honored brand in this big city, and it has spent a lot of money to decorate, and the gambling house has bright wooden tables, lanterns hanging high, and exquisite furnishings, and there is no sign of decay.

After Zuo Lang inquired about people, he walked all the way, looking at the veil around him, listening to the deliberately suppressed exclamation in the hall in the distance, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised and strange, he was still a casual cultivator in the cultivation realm. I often go to the so-called market casinos, but compared to those small gambling shops that smell of sweat and alcohol, this place is like another world.

No matter how luxurious and noble the decoration is, the casino is the casino, after all, it is still a place to put life in the bloody battle between the chips, and the three sects and nine streams of people are shuttling in the meantime, although Zuo Lang, a young man, looks a little dazzling, but the casino steward and servant are used to seeing strange-shaped gamblers, just look at them casually, and do not pay special attention.

As for the gamblers in the spacious halls of the casino. No one noticed their arrival. Men and women, young and old, dressed in silk or linen clothes, sat or stood in a dense crowd around dozens of large tables covered with brown blankets, staring nervously at the card cups or black triangular chips on the tables.

It is extremely hot in the middle of summer. On the corridor of the third circumference of the hall, seven or eight servants waved their long fans to pour air into the hall. But because there are so many gamblers crowded in the hall. The air was still a little stuffy, mixed with the smell of precious incense powder and tobacco and alcohol, and gradually smelled of a faintly exciting ambition. If it weren't for the extravagant ice basin under each table, I am afraid that the smell would be even stronger.

The gambling house is not a good hall, the purpose of investing money is to make money, the more extravagant the investment is to make more money, Zuo Lang looked at the details in the hall, looking at the dealers wearing uniform blue uniforms, the mood became more and more nervous, and I don't know what the lower limit of betting here is, and I don't know if I will be amazed if I take out some jade.

He went to the counter to change the chips, asked about the lower limit of betting and the rules of play, he was a little relieved, looked at the gambling hall at random, and saw that someone at the table of the size of the dice cup gambled retreated, and without hesitation, he squeezed in before the others, ignoring the disgusted eyes of the few people behind him, and looked directly at the table.

Shake the dice cup to compare the size, this is probably the simplest and fastest way to distinguish the winner and the loser in the gambling house, and what Zhenyu likes is the two qualities of simple and quick to distinguish the winner and loser, whether it is killing or gambling, plus he knows that his cheating method is only like this, so he naturally stands here like a nail and refuses to leave.

Three dice, with nine points as the line, the more is the big and the less is small, if the dealer shakes out three six, it is the leopard to kill, but if the gambler has the courage or is really idle and boring, you can naturally bet on the leopard, if you bet on more than just kill the table gambler, the dealer also has to accompany the compensation on behalf of the gambling house dealer, but this kind of thing is rarely born in the gambling house.

Staring at the big dice cup on the brown blanket, which was at least twice as big as an ordinary dice cup, watching the good-looking female dealer waving her naked^ snow-white forearms, rolling up and down the big dice cup like a trick, listening to the crisp and dense crash of the three dice in the dice cup, and listening to the crash of the final dice cup falling heavily on the table......

Zuo Lang's eyes drooped slightly, as if he was hesitating to think, but he had actually begun to meditate, and the divine thoughts in the sea of consciousness passed through the Jindan dantian in his body, slowly and gently perceiving the aura of heaven and earth around him, and then through the aura of heaven and earth to perceive the qi around him.

This kind of perception is very wonderful: the invisible mental power fluctuations mobilize the breath of heaven and earth to disperse, and when it falls on things, there will be a slight deformation perception, and this perception is fed back to his divine consciousness fluctuations through the aura of heaven and earth, and then enters his mind, and it can form a picture that is not clear, but can see some details that cannot be seen with the eyes.

The brown table was covered with a fat hand, it was the hand of a cloth shop owner, when the dice cup was settled, he threw fifty taels of silver chips to the big one, and pressed the remaining chips under the palm, fifty taels of chips is not small, but the boss did not change his face, but the palm of the chip was slightly trembling.

Zuo Lang doesn't care about the psychological state of gamblers, although he often relies on gambling to relax his mood in the cultivation realm, but he knows that no matter how good a gambler is, he can't win forever, and he just wants to have fun when he comes to this gambling house today, so he only needs to care about whether he can see what others can't see.

"There's only one smallest two-tael silver chip left, and it's so breezy and cloudy?"

He saw the number of chips pressed under the trembling palm of the boss's trembling hand, and couldn't help but smile and muttered in his heart.

This word is not accurate, he only vaguely felt the edge of the chip and the protrusion on it, there is no warm and smooth touch, and there is no picture effect in his mind.

If a cultivator can have such an effect by mobilizing the aura of heaven and earth, we can imagine that there will definitely be many cultivators in history who have suffered from nosebleeds day and day because they peep at the scenery on women's chests every day, or play with some tenderness with their minds^lewdness, and their bodies are tired and tired at night, and their bodies are empty until they go mad and die.

The beautiful female dealer looked around gently, opened the dice cup with both hands, and the three dice resting quietly at the bottom of the dice cup were "two, three, three", and the palm of the small cloth shop owner covering the table stiffened slightly, and the five fingers grabbed downward, holding the last chip tightly, and barely squeezed out a smile to the people around him, nodded and walked out.

A subtle and crisp sound of dice hitting sounded again, and a new round of gambling began on the table, with the big dice cup tumbling up and down between the white and greasy little hands of the Qingli female dealer, and then falling on the table.

"Please buy and leave. The female dealer looked at the gamblers at the table with a smile, and re-read the rules of the Gouxing Gambling House as she did at the beginning of each new round of gambling, "There is no shot within the time limit for each round of cup-in-betting, please wait for the next game." ”

In addition to a pile of more or less chips and a few teacups, there is a small and lovely timing hourglass in the middle of the table, and at the end of each round of dice, there will be someone to turn the hourglass upside down.

Zuo Lang glanced at the delicate sand flow in the hourglass, and now he was a little nervous, so he quickly focused his attention on the big black and heavy dice cup. Because he watched too carefully, the expression on his face was extremely focused and nervous, and some guests at the gaming table couldn't help laughing, and quipped: "I don't know whose child actually came to play with the stars, did he think that he would be able to break this dice cup after staring at it for a long time?"

Zuo Lang didn't pay attention to the jokes and jokes beside him, because he was very nervous at this time, and could he tell these people who gambled for fun: He just wants to see through this big black and bright dice cup?

The aura of heaven and earth, which had been compressed to the extreme by divine consciousness, seemed to have turned into a sharp invisible needle, and it pierced into it with a pop!

Feeling the wonderful touch of hot knives into butter and fingers into oil, and seeing the three dice lying quietly at the bottom of the dice cup, Zhenyu's face relaxed, and his frowning eyebrows gradually relaxed.

Just before the hourglass was gone, he took out the small star made of stacked silver tickets and gently rested it on the side of the table that was bigger than the one.

The dealer smiled at him and slowly lifted the cup.

"Four, five, six. ”

"Great. ”

The small stars formed by the stacked silver tickets were delicately spread out by the female dealer with her slender fingers, and then pressed to the center of the table to announce to the gamblers, and then pushed the silver won by Zuo Lang with a thin bamboo ruler.

Two hundred taels of silver tickets, used to bet on the size of the dice cup, even in the silver hook gambling house is extremely rare, in addition to the gambler's compensation on the gambling table, the gambling house dealer also has to lose a lot of money, the thin bamboo ruler pushed to the chips in front of Zuo Lang regardless of size, it is actually stacked on top of each other, it looks quite tempting.

A middle-aged man at the gambling table looked at Zuo Lang and said with a smile: "Seeing that you are not very old, you are playing quite big, and you can't see any smugness when you win, but your temperament is really calm at a young age." ”

Zuo Lang raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead, shook his head with a smile and didn't say anything, he thought to himself that if you have the ability to see through the dice cup like me now, then you can naturally look as careless as seeing through the red dust in the gambling house.

And the people who really see through the red dust, instead of pretending to see through the red dust but thinking about taking the shortcut to the south, are basically hiding in those inaccessible deep mountains and old forests, or waiting to die in the remote broken temples with sparse incense, and it is impossible to run to the most lively gambling house in this big city for such a thing as money, and then stare at the dice cup like staring at the enemy who killed his father.

"Perhaps, I'm also very greedy" Zuo Lang looked at the dice cup in front of him, and couldn't help but start laughing at himself in his heart.

But isn't it, a cultivator would covet the world's money, isn't this greed? (To be continued......