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Chapter three hundred and sixty second gamble

The old monk's movements paused again, but this time he did not raise his head, but just replied: "It has been more than sixty years..."

"Did you understand Buddhism in these sixty years?" Du Bai suddenly asked.

The old monk shook his head slowly and whispered: "The Buddha's path is profound and unfathomable. Even the Buddha may not dare to say that it is completely understood, let alone a foolish mortal like me. For me, I have only a little understanding."

"Oh, that's a bit interesting..." Du Bai nodded slightly, as if thinking, turned around and continued to walk towards the hall, leaving the monk behind him to slowly raise his head, staring at his back with deep eyes, his face still fluctuating.

On this side, when Du Bai stepped into the hall, he could see the group of gamblers around him vaguely surrounding Taoist Han in the middle, and his face was a little angry.

"Why should you care whether we bet or not? Who do you think you are?"

"And you are wearing Taoist robe and you are still in this gambling house. Are you afraid that your ancestor will get angry and come alive?"

"Yes, get out quickly! If you dare to talk too much, be careful we are not polite to you!"

Everyone around them looked tense and arrogant, and they seemed to be going on if they continued.

Taoist Han still straightened his back and stared at the group of ungrateful people: "There are demons here, and you can continue to stay here just to give them food! Don't waste your life here again!"

"Ha? Demon? This guy isn't really a fool, right?"

When people around heard this, they laughed loudly, as if they had heard an extremely ridiculous joke.

"Where did the demon come from? Are you still me? Hahaha! It's so funny. You dare to talk nonsense in broad daylight!"

"Yes, seeing you dressed in a Taoist priest, you probably want to fool us, making us think there are monsters here and then cheat us of money! Don't think we don't know your trick!"

Speaking of this, someone suddenly started to cheer around and said, "Come on, let's just tie him up and send him to the county government to sue him for bewitching the people! Let's see if the county magistrate won't beat him half to death!"

This idea was good. Everyone around him smiled grimly, as if they were ready to move. If so many people were on the way together, I am afraid that unless he really had the magic of flying to the sky, he would be in a disaster!

"you!"

Taoist Han was extremely angry, but he was treated as a liar when he was kind to save people!

I also didn't expect that I might be arrested into the county government if I didn't even touch the monk! I couldn't help but subconsciously grasp the peach wood sword in my hand and stared cautiously at the people in front of me.

And at this moment, a slow voice suddenly came from the door behind him: "Wait a moment, do you think it is important to catch this useless Taoist priest to go to the county government, or to continue staying here to continue gambling?"

"What if... maybe... I'm so lucky and won a lot of money in this time I wasted?"

Hearing this, everyone's faces were gloomy and gloomy. They looked at the Taoist Han, then curled their lips, turned around and continued to go back to the gambling table to gamble. Anyway, this smelly Taoist priest was just a little noisy at most. If it was still so annoying later, I would say that.

Taoist Han looked back in amazement, and saw Du Bai walking in slowly. Then he didn't look at him. Instead, he walked straight to a gambling table with fewer people and suddenly shouted at the monk who was shaking the dice: "Hey, monk, are you here to have a gamble?"

“My bet is this!”

Du Bai threw two ingots of silver on the table, and probably there were about ten taels.

"oh?"

The monk's hand suddenly stopped, his eyes slowly moved away from the ingot of dazzling silver, and a smile appeared on his face, looking at him, his already small eyes narrowed slightly like a gap: "Why do you want to talk about how to bet?"

"Just bet on the dice."

Du Bai smiled and smiled, and took three dice from the person next to him and put them into the cup. Then he shook it casually in his hand. He probably felt satisfied and put it down and covered it on the table: "Come and guess..."

"Guess odd and even?" the monk stared at him for a while and asked.

"No... guess what time!" Du Bai shook his head slightly and said, "Do you dare?"

"This..." The monk frowned slightly and nodded immediately, "Okay, just wait a moment..."

He seemed to take a breath, then closed his eyes tightly, as if he was recalling meditation, but in a place where everyone could not see the naked eye, a demonic aura like a swimming snake flowed out from his fingertips and rushed towards the position of the dice along the table.

Seeing that the demon power was approaching and was about to enter the cup, the monk couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth and sneered.

"What a fool. I thought my gambling skills were very good, so I dared to challenge us. I didn't know that we didn't need to use gambling skills at all. Just demonic power can make these dices arrange in the order we want!"

"No matter one or anything else, even if you roll ten dice together, I can only leave one "one"!"

"But I can't win too hard, I want to leave him hope of turning the tables. This big fat sheep seems to be able to dig out more money..."

He thought so and thought about how he should deal with these dices. But at this moment, the demonic power sent out suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it had disappeared out of thin air, which made him stunned for no reason. He looked up in shock and saw Du Baizheng on the opposite side urging him impatiently: "Okay? Hurry up!"

"strangeness……"

The monk hurriedly closed his eyes again, thinking that it might have been an accident just now and planned to do it again.

However, exactly the same as before, when the demonic power was about to enter the cup, it suddenly disappeared.

But this time, because he was fully focused, he vaguely noticed a trace of strangeness. The trace of demonic aura seemed to have been dispersed in an instant, without any reaction time.

"This person is also a spell-knowing person?!"

The monk suddenly raised his head and looked around, but he saw that the other party was indeed looking at him with a smile, as if he was expecting him to continue his move, which made his face darker.

"Damn it!"

"Are you here to make trouble?" He looked at the other party and said coldly.

Du Bai pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh, you can't afford to lose, right? I didn't use any tricks. You guys who run a gambling shop don't even dare to guess a dice?"

The group of mortals around naturally didn't notice anything strange. They all thought he was right and looked at the monk with suspicious eyes.

"you!"

The monk was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to act rashly, and snorted coldly, "How come we dare not! But you wait first!"

After saying that, he turned around and found another monk to come together, intending that the two of them work together to defeat each other!

Du Bai had no intention of stopping it, but just sat leisurely on the chair, watching them sweating profusely and then secretly slap them out.

He wanted the other party to come out together, so he could save him some more time later.
Chapter completed!
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