Happy forest, full of spring.

Zhao Qiu led Xu Ruoyu and others into the room.

Pushing open the door, there was a strange-shaped big lamp hanging on the roof, but the light was surrounded by pure white cardboard, so it couldn't shine anywhere else.

The strong lights all shone on a round table covered with green felt.

The green felt was fastened with gold threads around the table, and around the table were wide and comfortable chairs, and then a shiny brass railing with shiny brass rings around it.

A pair of small and exquisite ivory Pai Gows and a pair of exquisitely carved ivory dice were neatly placed on the table.

There are several people sitting at the table.

One of them was Shen Lang.

Seeing Zhao Qiu coming, Shen Lang couldn't help smiling.

Among the others, there was a middle-aged man with drooping eyebrows, a long beard, a hooked nose, a scar between his eyebrows, and luxurious clothes.His hands were crystal clear and elegant, as if carved from ivory. His slender fingers were laid out smoothly on the green felt, his nails were neatly trimmed, and on his middle fingers were three purple gold rings of strange ancient styles and exquisite craftsmanship. A frightening light flickered below.

Even though Zhao Qiu didn't know Happy King before, he knew this man was Happy King at this time.

Happy King closed his eyes slightly, and said, "Isn't it worth the money?"

Zhao Qiu laughed, and said: "My lord and I have lived a life of plain taste, and the lord recognized me at a glance!"

Happy King snorted coldly, and said: "Among the rivers and lakes, there is no one-eyed master, except for being brave and willing to pay for gold! What's more, in the past two years, the master of the Divine Sword Sect has risen like a comet. Can you not know?"

Zhao Qiu looked at the Pai Gow on the table, and said, "Pai Gow? My lord and brother Shen are really excited!"

After finishing speaking, he paced with his hands behind his back, walked to an empty seat, and sat down.

"How about I come to try my luck with you two?"

Shen Lang said with a smile: "Lucky? For this card, luck only accounts for three points!"

Zhao Qiu let out an "oh" and asked, "Three points of spirit, seven points of strength? The seven points of strength also include skills, hearing, eyesight, and courage, right?"

Shen Lang clapped his hands, and said: "The sect master has unique insights, and I think he is also a master in this way!"

Zhao Qiu shook his head and said, "I've heard of Pai Gow before, but I've never really played it! Today is just the first time!"

Happy King said: "Okay! Originally, this game has not yet started. Since the door master is interested, let's sit down!"

Suddenly, Happy King clapped his hands lightly.

Two teenagers in brocade clothes brought a two-foot-square box.

When the box was opened, a person suddenly jumped out.

It was a dwarf that was less than two feet long, but it was by no means bloated and ugly like other dwarves, and the fit between the slender limbs and the body was not outrageous.

His head is naturally a bit bigger, but with a pair of flexible eyes and a thin and delicate mouth, it doesn't seem annoying to people.

He was wearing a clean white soft hat, a clean white shirt and soft boots, and a pair of clean white gloves on his hands, so white that no trace of dust could be seen.

Even Shen Lang couldn't help being surprised that a person would jump out of the box.

I saw the dwarf in white lying on the table, kowtowing to everyone around him.

Then, he turned over and looked up, blinking and smiling: "Who whores wants beauty, bets must be fair, fairness is not fair, everyone knows...boy, I am here to serve you and shuffle the cards for you."

His articulation is really clear, and his eloquence is also very flexible.

Zhao Qiu, Shen Lang and others secretly said: "It turns out that the Happy King was afraid that others would suspect that his subordinates had some tricks, so he specially asked this dwarf to shuffle the cards..."

The little elf pushed the deck of cards in front of everyone, saying: "Everyone, this deck of cards is genuine, there is no mark on it, you might as well take a look first."

Everyone naturally said in unison: "Don't look at it."

The little elf said: "Every time the villain shuffles the cards, everyone can ask Zixiao to do it again. If you find something wrong with the kid shuffling the cards, you can cut off the kid's hand immediately."

One of the people on the table said with a smile: "The lord gambled fairly, who wouldn't know next time."

The little elf smiled and said: "In that case, everyone, please place your bets. Cash silver, gold, and banknotes from the eight major banks are all accepted. Treasures can also be priced on the spot. Please don't be so respectful if you owe money on credit."

The little elf blinked and said, "It's the boy who shuffles the cards. Everyone rolls the dice, except the prince as the banker, but please take turns rolling the dice."

Everyone couldn't help thinking secretly: "This way, it can be said to be seamless and leak-proof. It is true that no one can cheat. It seems that the Happy King is really fair when he gambles."

I saw the elf's two little hands skillfully shuffling the cards evenly.

At this time, there was a person on the table pushing out a bunch of purple gold pickles, hesitated for a moment, and said with a smile: "Okay, I will make a bet with Brother Zheng." With his hand, he pushed all the purple and gold lockets out.

Suddenly, Happy King said coldly: "Take it back, let's go!"

The man was startled, and changed his expression: "Why...why? Is this gold not good?"

The sharp eyes of the Happy King didn't look at him at all, and he didn't bother to talk to him at all, but there was a person behind the Happy King who said coldly: "Although the gold is good, the hands are too dirty." The voice was slow, indifferent, jerky , It seems that it is rare to speak a few words all year round, so even the tongue has become clumsy.

It's just that people use their hands far more than they use their mouths.

The man was startled, and laughed loudly: "Dirty hands? What does dirty hands matter? We're here to gamble, not to see whose hands are the cleanest and most beautiful." A hand grabbed his collar from behind.

He was shocked and wanted to resist, but for some reason, his body became powerless, and he was caught in the air like a chicken being caught.

He only heard the indifferent and jerky voice whisper: "Go."

The body of the man with dirty hands followed the sound of "go", flew straight out, and fell far outside the door with a "bang", unable to get up again.

How did this person come behind Xiaobawang, how did he make a move, not only Xiaobawang didn't notice at all, but no one saw clearly these many pairs of wide-open eyes.

Zhao Qiu smiled slightly and said: "It turns out that the lord is obsessed with cleanliness! Fortunately, I have washed my body and meditated in the past two years, otherwise, I am afraid I will be kicked out by this envoy!"

The original owner he possessed was originally a member of the beggar gang, and his clothes were in tatters.

Happy Wang said: "The head of the sect is originally a dragon among men, so why mention the things before transforming into a dragon!"

What he said was so sweet that even Zhao Qiu couldn't help smiling when he heard it.

But I heard Happy King say again: "What's more, although his martial arts are high, he is far from being the opponent of the sect master!"

Zhao Qiu nodded slightly, the martial arts of this Qi Shi was better than Master Tianfa and others, but compared to Fairy Yunmeng and Shen Lang, it was still a lot worse.

The Happy King finally smiled and said: "Everyone, don't be disturbed by this disgusting thing, please continue."

The little elf was already holding the dice in both hands, and walked in front of the other person. His short body was walking on the wide platform, like a doll elf.

I saw him slamming down on one knee, holding the dice high with both hands, and said with a smile: "But Mr. Zheng, please make a profit first."

The man smiled slightly: "Thank you."

Therefore, although these two dice are small, they can judge the happiness and misfortune, happiness and pain, and even the life and death of these people. It slipped out from the palm of his hand, and the long night of gamble began.

The dice rolled on a jade-like porcelain plate, and many pairs of nervous and excited eyes stared at the rolling dice without blinking.

Zhao Qiu knew the number of dice with a slight movement in his ear.

His eyes were like lightning, and all the shuffled cards were remembered in his mind.

His brain turned and began to analyze those unseen cards.

Although he can't know all the cards in everyone's hands, he knows seven or eight out of ten.

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