Chapter 701 Really winning money
Uncle Ma’s words meant that he wanted to teach me such a magical magic.
I couldn't help but rub my hands, but in addition to joy, I also felt uneasy.
Because I know that if I learn this thing and cannot use it casually, there are actually certain risks.
If one day I am troubled by money and once I have bad thoughts, the consequences may be that I will never be restored.
Uncle Ma saw what I was thinking and patted my shoulder with a smile.
"Don't be afraid, what I teach you is the Dharma. It's nothing to use it once a while, but you must remember that you only want those who do good to get rid of poverty, and don't be accomplices of those who accumulate evil."
Uncle Ma's words are nothing wrong. Helping those who do good deeds is merit. If you help someone who does bad things, you will be an accomplice who helps the evil.
I grinned at him: "Uncle Ma, actually I want to get rid of poverty too..."
Uncle Ma slapped me in the face: "If you want to get rid of poverty and earn it yourself. The first rule of learning this technique is that you must not use these methods to seek benefits for yourself, otherwise there will be a backlash in the long run."
I shrank my head: "Okay, the rules are quite strict, but Uncle Ma, what kind of sect is ours?"
Uncle Ma was speechless for a moment, rolled his eyes and said, "Don't care about those details. Any sect or sect is all false reputations. We just need to do good deeds and preach the teachings!"
Actually, I know that Uncle Ma’s ancestral magic is from.
After thinking about it, I asked him: "Will the hexagram book still exist? Is there no sect in the book? There should be some clues, right?"
Uncle Ma shook his head: "Don't think about it. After my grandfather passed it to my father, it was burned. He said that this thing can do good and do evil. Once it falls into the hands of evil people, the consequences will be unimaginable. So, when I first learned this, it was my father's oral statement, and there was no book at all."
I feel a little regretful that such a magical book has not been passed down and cannot be seen with my own eyes.
I asked Uncle Ma again, when was he going to teach me?
Uncle Ma thought for a while and said, "Don't be anxious. When the person who jumped into the river and committed suicide wins the money, it's not too late for me to teach you again."
I instantly understood what he meant. In fact, he was willing to use this secret method for Brother Tiaojiang to use, probably just to try whether it worked.
After all, after so many years, Uncle Ma has never used this talisman that he will win every bet.
So, Uncle Ma and I were a little restless this day. We looked calm on the surface, and we were talking and laughing, but in fact we were all waiting for news that the man won the money.
In this way, the day passed quickly.
The next morning, I was idle and upset. After dinner, I turned on the computer, then double-clicked the mouse and entered my novel world.
About an hour later...
I stared at the word document in front of me with big eyes, without writing a single word.
Uncle Ma passed by me while drinking tea, glanced at me and said, "What's wrong? Have you been sitting there for another hour?"
I stretched, yawned and said, "It's so tiring to write novels..."
Uncle Ma was so happy and said, "You are so tired, you didn't write a single word."
I retorted: "Not writing it does not mean I didn't use my brain. I've been sitting here for an hour. Do you think it's easy? Actually, my brain is running at high speed."
Uncle Ma said: "You can pull it down. I suspect your brain is dead and it is still running at high speed. Are you going to fool the ghost?"
As soon as he finished speaking, I vaguely heard a chuckle coming from behind.
The sound sounds like Zhuang Yuwei.
Uncle Ma turned his head and looked at it, and smiled and said, "Look, you don't even believe in ghosts. Your wife has been watching here for a long time."
I quickly looked back, but I saw nothing, and I saw a white shadow flashing away.
I wondered, "Why is she interested in writing books? She is still peeking behind me."
Uncle Ma said: "Yes, it's not just her, but four or five of them were behind you just now. Maybe you were too focused and didn't pay attention."
"Yeah……"
To be honest, I didn't pay attention. At this time, Uncle Ma pointed it out and my face turned red. After all, I had been sitting here for an hour and didn't write a single word, which was a bit embarrassing.
At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly came from outside.
The sound was not heavy, but it was very anxious. I got up and opened the door and saw that it was Brother Liu who jumped into the river yesterday.
I saw his cheeks were flushed and his hair was messy. He seemed to have not had a good rest all night, and his eyes were red.
But his face was full of excitement. He took one hand out of his pocket, held a large envelope, and respectfully handed it to me and Uncle Ma.
"You are my great benefactors. This money is my little thanks. Don't think it's too little..."
I glanced at the big envelope and looked like it was at least a few thousand yuan.
Uncle Ma walked over and said with a smile: "How are you doing? Are you rich?"
Brother Liu nodded excitedly: "Almost, I found a place to play cards yesterday, and I specialized in playing big ones. As a result, I won money continuously at the beginning, winning several thousand in a row. Later, I didn't dare to be too obvious, so I deliberately lost some, and then played with them for a whole night... What was the final result?"
I smiled and said, "Then you have to guess? Depending on your appearance, at least the medical expenses are enough."
He raised three fingers and said happily: "Thirty-three thousand, I won 33 thousand, I couldn't believe it at all. Actually, I couldn't figure out the terms of the cards they played, but my luck was so good that it would be difficult to win."
Uncle Ma's lips curled slightly, nodded and said, "It's good to win, but didn't I say that if you win, just use it to treat the disease and save the patient, and there is no need to thank you."
Brother Liu said: "No, no, no, how can that work? You made all of this money for me. I can't keep all of it in my pocket. So I left 30,000, and that 30,000 is the gift of thanks. If there is still medical expenses left, I will send it to you without leaving any money."
I smiled and said, "Uncle Ma said it's not necessary, but it's not necessary. The money won by gambling cannot be used as magic gold, just keep it yourself. Besides, we help you, and I don't expect you to thank us at all. As long as you don't commit suicide, we will get this merit, so you don't have to think too much, let alone have any worries." Bayi Chinese website
He tried to persuade him, and Uncle Ma and I confiscated him, so he had to give up and thanked us again, and excitedly took the money to the hospital.
But when he ran to the door, he came back, took out the talisman and returned it to Uncle Ma.
I was quite surprised and asked him, don’t you want to experience the pleasure of winning 30,000 in one night?
He grinned and said that this thing was too exciting, and it was enough to experience it once. If you do too much money, you will actually consume your own blessings, and maybe even your own life.
I didn't expect that he still had this kind of consciousness, which was really rare.
Because the matter of a pie falling from the sky is not a good thing. There is a certain amount of money a person earns and enjoys as much happiness as he enjoys in his life.
The money won by gambling is actually a kind of overdraw. If you don’t have this wealth in your life and overdraw too much, your blessings will not be enough to be repaid, and you will definitely be retrieved from other methods later, and you will not be able to find any adjustments to cry at that time.
After the elder brother left, I looked at Uncle Ma rubbing his hands and laughed.
"Dear Master, see, can you teach me this time?"
Uncle Ma also smiled at me and nodded.
"You can teach, but I have a condition."
"What conditions? You just say it."
Chapter completed!