There is a long grassy road, and a small town appears in your sight as you move forward.
A dilapidated town is considered a small market. People from the grassland bring animal skins, lambs, mare's milk here to exchange for salt, linen and other daily necessities.
In this area that neither belongs to the Rong tribe nor is controlled by the empire, this town is also a paradise for horse thieves, murderers, and smugglers.
There are casinos and brothels here, where you can buy fine wine from the empire and prairie girls with thick braids.
A carriage came here and stopped in front of the well in the center of the town. The man jumped off the carriage and went to get water from the well. In the process, he stopped and looked around.
The weirdness comes from the quietness. The surroundings are too quiet, like a city swept by a biological crisis. Everyone has died and the city has turned into a tomb.
"Hey, bet two, bet two."
Suddenly, a man jumped out from the roof and approached Cheng Dalei. In his hand was a tin dice the size of a football.
Cheng Dalei was startled. This man was so fast that he had no time to hold the sword.
"How about not gambling?" Cheng Dalei asked with a smile.
"No, no." The man smiled: "If you don't bet, I will kill you directly. How boring."
"Oh, then it seems I have to make a bet." Cheng Dalei said: "What is the bet?"
"Your life."
Cheng Dalei's expression did not change: "If I win, can I leave?"
"You can't leave then."
"oh……"
"If you win, I won't kill you, but there is someone who wants to kill you."
Following his voice, a man walked out of the tavern on the roadside. He was very thin and had a timid expression. He was like the kind of good student who could kick anyone, but he was holding a big killing weapon in his hand.
Pig knife.
Fish Dragon Guard, Gambler and Butcher.
Cheng Dalei looked at the two of them. The injury on his shoulder had left him unable to fight, but the strength of the two in front of him was not weaker than his.
He looked at the gambler and said, "Do you mean what you say?"
"I am willing to accept defeat when I bet, and I will never default on my debt." The gambler held his head high.
"Is it going to be over soon if I just kill him?" The butcher asked, holding the butcher's knife, "Does it take so much effort?"
"Don't do anything yet, I want to bet with him." The gambler said.
"Then let's take a gamble." Cheng Dalei shrugged: "How to bet?"
"Bet big or small, one game will determine the outcome. If you lose, I will take your life."
"Betting on big or small is too boring. I have a fun way to bet. Are you interested?"
"Interesting gambling method, tell me how to play it, tell me quickly." The gambler said impatiently.
"Have you heard of Monopoly?" Cheng Dalei pointed to the locust tree at the entrance of the town: "It's a hundred steps from here to the locust tree. Everyone rolls the dice and walks a few steps at a certain time. Whoever touches the tree first wins.
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"Okay, that's so interesting. I'll go first."
The gambler held up the huge dice in his hand, suddenly threw it into the air, and landed on the ground with a thud, showing a six o'clock.
"Haha, boy, you lose."
The gambler took a step forward, and the distance he took with one step was four or five steps for an ordinary person. Looking at the situation, if he had just one or two more steps, he would be able to reach the foot of the big locust tree.
It was Cheng Dalei's turn to throw the dice. He picked up the tin dice on the ground. It was quite heavy. It weighed at least fifty or sixty pounds. Just now, the gambler could throw the dice to a height of four or five meters, which showed his terrifying strength.
Cheng Dalei threw the dice at the gambler, and when it rolled to his feet, a two-point sign appeared.
Cheng Dalei walked to the carriage.
The gambler laughed loudly and said, "Boy, although you are very strong, you are still going to lose."
He threw the dice at Cheng Dalei's feet and rolled out another six. He took six steps forward and was already closer to the locust tree. Cheng Dalei seemed to have no hope of making a comeback.
Cheng Dalei did not throw the dice, but held up the black umbrella on the carriage and faced the butcher.
"Do you recognize this umbrella?"
"This is Monkey's umbrella." The butcher said, "I am Monkey's friend."
At this point, Cheng Dalei noticed that the expression on the butcher's face suddenly became sad. He raised his head and looked at the sky above his head.
"In my long life, he was the only friend of mine. After losing him, I could only walk through this chaotic world alone. You don't understand my grief. Maybe I only have to look up at the sky to prevent myself from crying."
Cheng Dalei was stunned and touched his head: Could it be that the butcher’s real name is Guo?
"Since it is a relic of an old friend, I will return it to you." Cheng Dalei held the handle of the umbrella and handed it back to the butcher.
"Thank you, but I won't stop killing you because of this."
The butcher handed the knife to his left hand and stepped forward.
Peng!
There was a crisp sound, and the steel needle on the top of the umbrella was shot out. The butcher was not prepared at all, and the poisonous needle accurately hit his face. His pale face immediately turned black, and his eyes were filled with horror and disbelief before he died.
"Obviously..." Cheng Dalei curled his lips: "The traveler doesn't treat you as a friend."
The butcher was the friend of the traveler, but the traveler was not the friend of the butcher. When he looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, he didn't know that his friend had been wary of him, and he didn't even tell him about the poisonous needle in his umbrella.
The gambler was stunned when he saw this scene. He wanted to have a seizure on the spot, but it was already too late.
"I want to know if a gambler is really willing to admit defeat and never default on his money?"
The expression on the gambler's face changed, and he suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "I will defeat you first, and then I will kill you."
"Then it's my turn to roll the dice."
Cheng Dalei then picked up the dice on the ground and rolled a five-point number.
I saw him leaping up, his body flying into the air, and with one leap, he was three to four feet away. When he landed, he had already surpassed the gambler.
The gambler's face was uncertain. Cheng Dalei's killing of the butcher was beyond his expectation, and Cheng Dalei's ability to surpass him was also beyond his expectation.
"Boy, don't be too proud. I have one more chance to throw the dice, and you will definitely lose."
"Oh, no, I've already won." Cheng Dalei said.
"Win... you won, but you obviously haven't touched the big tree yet."
"Watch your steps." Cheng Dalei stamped his feet.
The gambler noticed that there was a tree root under his feet.
"Are the roots also part of the big tree?" Cheng Dalei pulled out his sword: "If you are willing to admit defeat, I will let you go. If you are not willing, I will send you away."
The gambler stared at Cheng Dalei, silent for a long time, and then suddenly stamped his foot: "I am willing to admit defeat. Please ask me when I will default on my debt. You can't even think of tricking me into breaking the rules."
As he spoke, he stood up, picked up the dice on the ground, put the butcher's body on his shoulders, and strode away. The sound of a few turns disappeared.
Cheng Dalei felt relieved and walked a few steps to the carriage. Li Waner pulled him into the carriage and found that Cheng Dalei's palms were very hot. He almost climbed onto the carriage.
"you……"
Cheng Dalei put his head on Li Waner's shoulder, his voice getting weaker and weaker.