Year 1145 of the seventh era of the Tiandao Calendar, the seventh day of the fifth lunar month
This day is the day when the Anhun Temple opens its gates to welcome believers from all over the world to climb the mountain to worship God.
Early in the morning, a hint of white fish belly just rose in the sky, and various luxurious carriages were already parked at the foot of Qingyang Mountain. With the help of servants, ladies and gentlemen in rich clothes got out of the carriages and walked to
Waiting silently in front of the mountain gate.
Dang~dang~dang!
When the two suns jumped above the horizon, solemn and profound bells suddenly sounded from the top of the mountain.
The noble men at the foot of the mountain then began to slowly climb up the mountain along the jade steps. After walking through thousands of jade steps, they were welcomed into the temple gate by the Zhike Dao people who had been guarding the door for a long time.
As the sun gradually rose into the sky, rune flying cars one after another returned with full loads from all directions.
In front of the mountain gate, Zhao Sheng jumped out of the carriage, looked at the bustling pilgrims, and curled his lips secretly.
Then the white tiger roared loudly, and the rune car flew away quickly.
At this moment, a shout of surprise came from the side: "Senior Brother Bao, you are finally back. You made us wait so hard!"
Zhao Sheng turned around and saw a pink-faced boy running up to him with surprise on his face.
"Zeng Fang, have you ever cared about me so much before?" Zhao Sheng's expression was very disdainful. This boy's evil thoughts were almost written on his face. It was also because the silly boy in his predecessor thought that he was his good playmate.
According to the rules of the Nine Heavens, each side holds a dice, and after shaking the dice Gu, each guesses the opponent's point. Whoever guesses the most accurate point wins! If the two sides are tied, they will roll it again until the winner is determined.
There is a small manor among the mountains and forests more than 20 miles away from Qingyang Mountain, surrounded by mountains and rivers.
Wu Shengshen breathed a sigh of relief, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face again.
"Don't worry! Not even a single spiritual stone will be missing."
"I'm so big!"
"Bring me the talisman!" Zhao Sheng shouted immediately.
However, Zhao Sheng was completely different from before. Not only was he not impatient, but his expression became more relaxed.
When the people watching nearby saw this, they immediately exclaimed loudly.
This gold medal is a top-notch protective weapon. It was awarded to this idiot by the temple priest. Unexpectedly, the goal he had planned for a long time was actually delivered to him easily.
Looking at the carriage that was quickly driving away, Gui Li shook his head, mentally lowering his view of the Three Treasures again.
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was shocked!
As soon as he entered the building, he saw a group of bad friends. Zhao Sheng's eyes flickered and he suddenly laughed wildly, "Sure enough, there are many defeated generals here! I should make a fortune today."
After one round, the gambling continues
Dong dong dong ~ bang!
"Buy it and leave it! Should I choose the big one or the small one?"
"If you can, you can!" Wu Shengshen felt anxious when he heard this, and nodded quickly,
Then, he added: "But it can only be worth a thousand spiritual stones at most!"
The bets in the first three games were too small, so there was no need to go to great lengths. After Wu Shengshen shook the dice for a while, he put down the dice cup.
"It's only the first round, come again!" Zhao Sheng said without caring.
After the ninth inning, there was silence in the building. Everyone looked at Zhao Sheng, who was in low spirits, with ghostly eyes, as if they didn't recognize him.
"Keep it small!"
"Junior Brother Bao, it's not certain who will lose and who will win today? Don't make wild remarks! Besides, have you brought enough capital?" A handsome young man smiled and deliberately provoked.
Zhao Sheng slowly swept away the spirit stones on the table, then looked at the others and asked with a smile: "I haven't had enough fun yet, who will play with me for a few more times? Zeng Fang, how about you come?!"
Today, he was disgraced and suffered a serious setback!
The others also quickly retreated from Laoyuan, avoiding Zhao Sheng's gaze.
Game six, bet: one hundred and twenty-eight spiritual stones!
At this time, Zhao Sheng's eyes changed and he became serious. He had done so much preparation before, and now it was time to settle the ledger with Wu Shengshen.
"Why, isn't it possible?" Zhao Sheng looked at Wu Shengshen with a fierce look on his face.
Wu Shengshen's face was livid. Looking at the blood-red Dao Deed, he felt so uncomfortable that he almost wanted to vomit blood.
However, the fifth game ended with him winning.
At this time, he seemed to be losing in a hurry, and the number of spiritual stones he bet was getting larger and larger.
On this day, a carriage quickly rushed through the gate of the manor and finally stopped in front of a waterside wooden building.
Seeing the other party's hesitation, Zhao Sheng deliberately added fuel to the fire and urged impatiently: "Tell me quickly, how many spiritual stones can it be worth? If it doesn't work, I won't play anymore."
This person's name is Wu Shengshen, a grandson of Wu Changyong, and one of the seven naturalized Taoist boys in Anhun Temple.
Zhao Sheng followed the pink-faced boy onto the carriage with a look of impatience, like a bad gambler obsessed with gambling.
"Haha, it's a good start. I'm very lucky today!" Zhao Sheng put away the two spiritual stones very proudly, with an extremely arrogant expression.
"This amount is too big, please allow me some time to raise it." Wu Shengshen begged hesitantly, his face red and bleeding.
In that stone chamber, Bao Ai praised Zhao Sheng for the rare occasion, saying that he had saved his master's life.
Zhao Sheng raised the corner of his mouth, patted his bulging waist bag, put down his bold words and said: "I have more than a hundred spirit stones, which is enough to beat you to death. I don't need gold today, just start with spirit stones. Who dares to follow?
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"Hmph, it's just about a hundred low-grade spiritual stones. Is this someone who refuses to pay back his debts? Do you think this thing can be worth as much spiritual stones?"
Because of what happened two days ago, Wu Changyong took the initiative to come to his door, and his figure was unusually low.
Maybe it's just a coincidence!
Zhao Sheng didn't even look at it, he threw a spiritual stone casually and rolled it to the side of the big one, "Master, warm up first, then press the big one!"
Finally, after one round, more than a hundred spiritual stones were lost. Zhao Sheng's face was red and his eyes were bloodshot, very much like a gambler who lost his eyes.
Dong dong dong ~ bang!
"Buy it and leave it! Should I choose the big one or the small one?"
"I won a total of one thousand nine hundred and twenty spiritual stones. After subtracting the debt I owe and what is on the table, Junior Brother Wu should give me one thousand four hundred and twelve spiritual stones. I won't take any change.
. Count it as one thousand four hundred." At this point, Zhao Sheng put away the six-ray gold medal, casually weighed the blood contract in his hand, and said jokingly: "When do you plan to send the spirit stone over, junior brother?"
Zhao Sheng pretended to be disdainful and casually took off a six-pointed star-shaped gold medal from his waist and threw it on the gaming table.
After more than half an hour, Zhao Sheng only had about twenty spiritual stones left in his hand.
"Then when...?"
"Wait a minute, let's change the game today. Junior Brother Wu, and you, do you dare to play a game of Nine Heavens with me!" Zhao Sheng pressed his right hand on the dice cup, with an extremely fierce look on his face, and said every word
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But it's too late now.
The so-called "nine heavens" are called one heaven and one hell!
This is a special way of gambling. The gambling game is divided into nine rounds. If the bet in the first round is one, the bet in the second round is two. The latter round is doubled on the basis of the previous round until
Until the end of the nine rounds, there can be no interruption in the middle, otherwise it will be a total loss.
"Okay, let's bet big or small!" Everyone agreed in a loud voice.
Then, the gambling table was cleared, and Zhao Sheng and Wu Shengshen lined up on both sides, ready to fight.
Zhao Sheng's eyes wandered over the many gambling instruments, and finally stopped on the dice cup.
"Wu Shengshen, do you dare to bet with me?"
After Zhao Sheng heard this, his face turned bitter, filled with reluctance.
"But you have already owed one hundred and eight spiritual stones before. You have to borrow and repay, so it is not difficult to borrow again! Why don't you, junior brother, exchange and pay off the previous debt first, and then borrow again?"
However, in the seventh game, the eighth game, and finally the ninth game, Wu Shengshen's face became paler each time, and in the end his hands began to tremble.
Everyone participated enthusiastically, but as the hosts, Zeng Fang and Wu Shengshen looked at each other and smiled.
As expected, this idiot Sanbao fell into the trap easily.
Not long after, two talisman papers were filled with contract runes. Both parties pressed their bloody fingerprints and raised their hands to make an oath to the sky that they would not regret.
A Yuanying boss is starting to get serious, so what’s the outcome of this bet?
"Haha!" Wu Shengshen suddenly smiled heartily, and also put on a heroic look, and agreed generously: "Since the Three Treasures are so interested, I will challenge you to a game of Nine Heavens, with just one soul
Shi starts. But before the gambling begins, a blood contract must be made. Neither you nor I can go back on it!"
After everyone placed their bets, Zeng Fang opened the dice cup and shouted: "Four, five, six, fifteen o'clock!"
At this point, anyone who doesn't know that this guy Sanbao has been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger is a big fool.
"Hey, we'll talk about homework later. It took us half a month to let go. I'm going to kill everyone. Senior brother, please go back first, let's go play."
"Oh, today is the holiday. Why don't you go play in my yard. There are many senior brothers here. Doesn't Senior Brother Bao want to get back his money?" the pink-faced boy said seductively with a wink.
Later, a gaming table was placed in the middle of the building, and the gaming table was filled with various gambling equipment.
"Junior Brother Bao, you no longer have the spirit stone. Why don't we end this bet!" Wu Shengshen reminded with "good intentions".
Zhao Sheng saw this and stretched out his little hand.
"Open, two, three, three, eight o'clock! Junior Brother Bao, you lost again!"
"Okay, let's start with four spiritual stones." Wu Shengshen agreed.
In the sixth game, Wu Shengshen guessed the wrong number, but Zhao Sheng seemed to have been fooled and won a small victory.
After that, Zhao Sheng walked out of the waterside pavilion in a swagger and walked away.
Zhao Sheng and others jumped off the carriage and walked into the waterside pavilion excitedly.
"One thousand is one thousand!" Zhao Sheng agreed readily.
At the same time, the young man on the stone platform also let out a shrill roar.
"Small!"
Seeing that Zhao Sheng's eyes were red, Zeng Fang flinched a little and couldn't help but look at Wu Shengshen. Others also looked at the eldest brother.
"Yours is one, three or four o'clock."
Seeing this scene, Wu Shengshen's heart suddenly skipped a beat for some unknown reason, and he had a somewhat ominous premonition.
Wu Shengshen was overjoyed and was about to pick up the dice cup, but he pressed his hand on the dice cup first.
Two days after returning to the mountain,
Zhao Sheng was summoned by Bao Nai to go to the secret cave in the back mountain.
"Half a month later, you come to see me, and I will give you a treasure. As for the spiritual stones, I will requisition them first. Anyway, your kid won't be able to use so many spiritual stones for the time being."
He waved his hand and said boldly: "Let's play something simple and fun today, just bet on big or small!"
When Wu Shengshen saw this gold medal, his heart beat a lot faster.
At this time, Gui Li on the side couldn't stand it anymore and suddenly said: "Sambo, your homework has been delayed for three days."
Seeing that the spirit stone was taken away, Zhao Sheng's eyes widened and he shouted angrily: "I don't believe it anymore, I'll suppress it even more next time!"
Although Wu Shengshen was one of the few direct spiritual descendants of the Wu family, he was severely punished for this incident and even had to withdraw from the line of succession.
This still puts Zhao Sheng under pressure, however.
"Open, one, two, three o'clock, small!"
"I guess the number in the dice, junior brother, is five, five or six!"
The gambling debt of 1,400 spirit stones, even if the Wu family paid it off in one go, would still cause pain for several years.
In the first round, the bet is four spiritual stones
Zhao Sheng picked up the dice cup, shook it casually, and then pressed it on the table, "Junior Brother Wu, take a guess!"
Speaking of which, this person was very close to Zhao Sheng's predecessor, but he was also the one who cheated him the most. He was Sanbao's big creditor.
The gambling game continued continuously, during which Zhao Sheng won less and lost more.
There is no doubt that Wu Shengshen is the mastermind of the situation, and the others are just helping out and getting some spiritual stones from Sanbao.
"Senior Brother Bao, what are you betting on today? Fighting animals, flower cards, dice, or playing some new tricks?"
Why did the pink-faced boy come? Zhao Sheng had a clear mind.
"I dare!"
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"That's enough!" Wu Shengshen's heart was bleeding every time he said a word.
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"No! No one can leave this house until I tell you it's over today." Zhao Sheng roared angrily.
After listening to this, Zeng Fang trembled all over and hid behind the crowd like lightning. He shook his head desperately and refused: "No, no! I won't come, I won't come!"
He wanted to go back on his word, but once the blood contract was established, even the True Monarch of Transformation God could not bear the punishment for violating the oath.
Since these people set a trap for him, don't blame him for winning back his capital with profits.
The second and third and fourth rounds all ended in failure for Zhao Sheng, and the opponent guessed all the numbers correctly.
"But you no longer have any spiritual stones. Do you want to borrow some more spiritual stones to make a new copy?"
"Four, four, five points, junior brother, you lose!" Wu Shengshen said with a confident smile.
Bao'ai responded seriously while checking the physical condition of the test subject on the stone platform.
After saying that, Zhao Sheng was too lazy to pretend and opened the dice cup. As expected, it was five, five or six o'clock.
"Huh? Stretch out your hand quickly!" Bao'ai suddenly urged urgently.
The next second, blood light exploded, and blood dripped onto the gray and black heart of the tiger demon.
In fact, he was just pretending. Zhao Sheng had known that this would happen.
"Master, could it be that as soon as Wu Changyong opened the mouth of gold, he wouldn't want these 1,400 spiritual stones?" Zhao Sheng questioned.
"Oh, it's boring!" Zhao Sheng sighed helplessly, and then emphasized: "Whoever wants to bet with me in the future, I will accompany you to the end. Junior Brother Wu, you are welcome to come again to read the book."
By the fifth game of the bet, the outcome was already very obvious, and Zhao Sheng was definitely a loser.
Seeing that he had guessed wrong, Wu Shengshen's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly calmed down.
"I'm so angry, just give me four spiritual stones in the first game!"
"I'm coming too!"
"Whatever, one year is enough for you, right?" Zhao Sheng said casually.
How could he let go of this windfall?
Bao'ai conducts human experiments all year round, which costs too much, and there is a serious shortage of spiritual stones in his pocket.
"Haha, isn't it just spiritual stones? I've gotten a lot of them in the past two days, so I'll just gamble with Senior Brother Bao."
The tiger demon's heart suddenly exploded, and filthy pus and blood spattered all over the stone platform. The young man died on the spot.
"Damn it, I lasted less than seven days and failed again! What's wrong? Is it true that the human body's organs can't be fused for a long time?" Bao'ai looked extremely cold, waved his hand and released a red flame, burning the corpse and pus on the stage.
Burn the blood cleanly.
Zhao Sheng retracted his arm, his face showing no emotion.
Use a mortal body to fuse the organs of monsters and beasts to become extraordinary!
If it were so easy for him to do it, wouldn't it mean that countless outstanding people over the past thousands of years are all a bunch of idiots.