"Ah... ah, elder, you are going..." Deng Yun was dumbfounded.
"Is there a problem?" Xia Qiu glanced at him.
"No problem, no problem." Repeatedly said, Deng Yun hurried to the front to lead Xia Qiu.
Looking at his somewhat weird expression, Xia Qiu knew that he would be muttering in his heart, but this Deng Yun was just an outsider disciple, so Xia Qiu would not be afraid of showing any flaws when he came out with him.
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The gambling game was held in an inconspicuous corner of the black market, in a low stone house, but once inside, the venue inside was very spacious.
"A low-level spirit stone, where are you gambling?" Taking out the dim spirit stone, weighing it, Xia Qiu also looked at the bustling and noisy casino.
Crowds of people gathered together, just like those casinos in the common world. These monks who are especially sought after outside are all jealous of gambling here.
A little embarrassed, Deng Yun pointed to the old man in a black robe who was not alone.
"Here, this is the lowest level of gambling, a spirit stone can bet."
"Yeah." Nodding, Xia Qiu walked straight to the old man with the spirit stone, not looking at the person, first looking at the game in front of him.
Gambling cups and wooden cards are obviously the only two ways to bet against each other.
"big!"
"big!"
Surrounded by a group of Qi-refining monks, pressing their hands tightly against the gambling table in front of the old man, his eyes were red and his teeth were about to crack, it was obvious that he had reached the end of his game.
"Elder, it's too messy here, otherwise... let's go to another place?" Deng Yun couldn't help but retreated, fearing that Xia Qiu would be red-eyed, and the consequences were not something he could afford!
"It's okay, I've figured it out, let's wait for the next round." Xia Qiuyun replied calmly.
No matter how red-eyed the gamblers around him were, the old man holding the betting cup was always calm and relaxed, holding the betting cup with his thin hands, and opened it.
"Two, three, three, eight o'clock!"
There was a burst of gasping and complaining, and the gamblers kept wailing, but they seemed a little afraid of the old man and didn't dare to make too much of a fuss.
Wearing a black cloak, Xia Qiu was also very conspicuous among the gamblers, and besides there was a follower who looked at her worriedly.
The old man in black gave her an extra look, but the second round of betting started as usual.
Chaoshou used the vermilion betting cup to copy the sieve in, shook it skillfully, the sieve rattled in the betting cup, and the monks walked away for a while, and changed their faces, all staring nervously at the betting cup in the old man's hand.
Snapped! The gambling cup is placed on the table.
"Bet the big bet and bet the small, buy it and leave it!" The old man squinted and glanced around again.
Playing with the low-level spirit stone in his hand, Xia Qiu smiled. In the silence, he calmly put the spirit stone on the table and pushed it to the big side.
"I bet big."
"Big big? There were three big ones in a row before, and the one just opened was really small. I don't think it can be so evil, right? Bet small bet small!"
The person next to him was silent, and then muttered in a low voice with reason and evidence.
"Yeah! Bet small"
"Put the small bet the small!"
Soon, the one who wanted to bet on the big with Xia Qiu put his hand on the small one.
But there are also some people who seem to be unaffected by anything, and still bet on the big one.
The old man who was holding the gambling cup looked deeply at Xia Qiu, his slightly squinted eyes seemed to have a flash of light, obviously he had a good cultivation, everyone here decided to leave, so he slowly opened the cup again.
"Six four five, fifteen o'clock!"