I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

Wang Fugui is not dead, they just want to attract Hong Haier, he is an insignificant little character who can be crushed to death at any time in the eyes of others.

Wang Fugui saw that Mr. Niu didn't come, it was the Taoist priest who came, he felt a little strange, but he didn't dare to ask in detail.

But then Xiaoqiang pulled Wang Fugui into the house and told him not to tell anyone about meeting Mr. Niu.

Wang Fugui heard that there was something going on here, and nodded repeatedly to promise not to talk nonsense.

When they came out again, Sun Wukong had disappeared.

"Can this Daoist settle down?" Wang Fugui looked at Xiaoqiang and asked.

Xiaoqiang looked at Wang Fugui, paused for a moment and said, "It should be fine."

He had never seen Monkey King before, so naturally he didn't know what Monkey King was up to, but the current situation could only pin his hopes on this Taoist.

"Ugh!"

Wang Fugui sighed, turned around and went back to the bedroom, went directly to the bed, resigned himself to fate, it could be called a dead body!

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===Chapter 1094 King of Thousand Kings===

"Buy and leave! Buy and leave!"

"Big! Big! Big! Big!"

"Small! Small! Small! Small!"

"Open, open!"

"Ouch! It's small again!"

"Hahaha! I won! I won!"

The casino is very lively.

Some people win money and some people lose money, but the winning is always less than the losing.

No one understands the truth of ten bets and nine loses, but it still can't stop the enthusiasm of gamblers.

"Yo! Master Dao, you are here. How many games are there?"

Outside the casino, Menzi received a Taoist.

This person is Monkey King who came from Wang Fugui's house.

In broad daylight, this is a city for mortals, so you can't come to the door directly.

That's why Sun Wukong decided to go in and take a look first. If he could find the hiding place of that ghost cultivator, he would be able to get rid of him secretly.

"Master Dao, what do you want to play?"

The disciples saw that although Sun Wukong was dressed as a Taoist, but he was somewhat noble, so he approached him attentively and asked.

"What fun do you have here?" Sun Wukong asked back.

"Master Dao, if you want to talk about fun, you have come to the right place. Even though Jishi City is not big, our gambling house is well-known far and wide. Not only our Jishi City, but also other nearby counties often come to play A few."

"Speaking of fun, our project has gone all over the place. Let's say that the east hall of our main house is the size, the west hall is the leaf card, the north hall has the Azalea, and the south hall is the Pai Gow."

"There are also throwing pots and playing chess across the street; archery and chess on the East Street; grass fighting and cockfighting on the West Street."

"As long as you want to play, we have everything here. Even if you want to find a girl, there is Hanxiang Pavilion at the corner of our street, and you are satisfied."

Menzi introduced it endlessly, and when he mentioned Hanxiang Pavilion at the end, he looked like an old turtle.

Sun Wukong gave Menzi a glance, and Menzi realized that Sun Wukong is a Taoist priest, so he probably wouldn't go to Hanxiang Pavilion.

"Let's just compare the size here. It's simple, and the money comes quickly." Monkey King looked around and said with a smile.

Menzi heard him say that the money will come quickly, so he held back a smile and led Monkey King to the east hall.

"Master Dao, you are playing, I wish you a fruitful return."

After Menzi finished speaking, he left. Here, Monkey King can participate in whatever he wants to play.

"Buy it, buy it! Buy it and let it go! It's too short to start ten rounds in a row! If you want to make money, hurry up."

There were more than a dozen gaming tables in the hall, although they were of different sizes, each of them was overcrowded.

The croupiers continued to lead the gamblers by the nose with their words, and it didn't take long for the gamblers to cry to death.

Occasionally, those who made money again naturally yelled happily.

Sun Wukong frowned and looked around, he found that there was indeed a problem with this gambling house.

From the moment he came in, he could feel the strange aura in the gambling house. He has a cultivation base, and these auras can't affect him, but they make him feel uncomfortable.

Look at these gamblers again. Although they look normal, they always give Monkey King a strange feeling.

Sun Wukong walked to the largest gaming table, which could accommodate 40 to [-] people to participate together, and there were as many as six croupiers just watching the table.

Monkey King stepped forward, and the gamblers were naturally separated to the two sides by him. No one noticed that there was a Taoist priest suddenly.

When he arrived at the gaming table, he leaned against the gamblers on both sides.

With contact, Monkey King immediately discovered the abnormality of these gamblers.

Their souls are actually a little less.

People have three souls and seven souls, and these people have all three souls and seven souls, and all Monkey Kings have not found any abnormalities before.

It wasn't until he observed closely that he realized that each of the three souls and seven souls of the gamblers had something missing, although it wasn't much, it was definitely missing.

"That ghost cultivator is so smart! He actually obtained soul power through this method." Sun Wukong secretly admired him.

Ghost cultivation can absorb human souls for cultivation. The so-called souls are three souls and seven souls.

The three souls and seven souls are extremely important. If any of them are lost, people will have obvious reactions, and a monk with a cultivation base can see the problem at a glance.

And if every soul is taken away a little, as long as the smoke is not too much, then this person will not have a particularly obvious abnormal reaction.

The most important thing is that human soul damage can be repaired naturally.

As long as the three souls and seven souls are healthy, they can recover after a few days of rest.

This kind of acquisition of soul power is extremely slow, but once the number of people increases, it is also a very considerable soul power income.

"This Daoist, do you want to place a bet?"

When Monkey King was thinking wildly, the croupier beside him looked at him and asked.

"Down, of course you have to, how can you not play if you come in to play."

Sun Wukong took out a piece of silver and put it on the gaming table.

"You pressed the leopard?"

The croupier looked at the old man in front of him with doubts. Leopard is a common name for Quan Dice.

There were more than 30 people at this table, and most of them were overwhelmed, because the previous ten rounds had already been played.

There are still a small number of people who do not give up and still feel that they can drive small, so they are small.

Leopard only had a certain amount of money from Monkey King, so not only the croupier, but also other gamblers looked over curiously.

"Will this old Taoist know how to play?"

"Of course not. You see, he just crushed a leopard without even looking at it. Isn't this a lie!"

"Ten taels of silver at a time! This guy is really generous!"

"Daozhang, do you want to change another one? You see, we are all big ones, but he fired eleven small ones in a row before!"

On the big gambler's side, someone tried to persuade him.

"Gu San, you are kind, it's none of your business if people buy whatever they want!" A gambler said with a blank look at Gu San.

The corner of Sun Wukong's mouth was raised, and he could tell at a glance that the ancient three spirits were completely normal.

In such a big casino, it's completely normal for each table to have one or two spirits.

The distribution is very even, do you need to say what their identities are?

Sun Wukong shook his head and said: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the poor way is just suppressed casually, and everything is left to fate."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the croupier and said, "Let's drive."

"Open, open!"

The gamblers were slapped by him just now, and then they realized that the cards had not been dealt, and immediately shouted together.

The croupier's face was extremely ugly, he gave Monkey King a vicious look, and lifted the dice cup.

"Leopard! I shouldn't have opened it up!"

"It turned out to be a leopard! Damn I lost ten rounds and pointed at this comeback! It turned out to be a leopard!"

The big ones scolded their mothers, while the young ones shook their heads repeatedly.

Normally, the banker takes all dice, but a veteran came and overwhelmed the leopard!

This is so fucking bad, the old man eats it all by himself!

"Congratulations, Daoist!" The croupier pushed the money to Monkey King with a livid face.

"Gollum!"

The gamblers looked at the huge pile of money in front of Monkey King, and swallowed hard, wishing they could go up and grab a handful.

The gamble continued, and the gamblers all focused on Monkey King's table of money, trying to win them to themselves.

The result is that unless you stand with the old Taoist priest, you have only one way to pay.

In the end, the gamblers also calmed down and followed the old way. They couldn't make money from the old way, and the money from the casino was the same?

But for Sun Wukong, this Sic Bo is just a random insight that can be solved...

True King of Thousand Kings!

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===Chapter 1095 Human Skin Cloak===

Sun Wukong won five rounds in a row, and Zhuang Zhuang lost all his money in the next three rounds, because everyone was betting with Monkey King.

At this time, the atmosphere at Sun Wukong's table was extremely high, and the surrounding spectators were all in their twenties.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

A few thugs from the outside came over, pushed through the crowd and walked to Monkey King.

"This Daoist, do you dare to play a few games with you?"

The person who came was Zou San, and many gamblers showed fear when they saw Zou San.

Some timid ones have already slipped out of the casino and left.

"You? Hehe. If you want to play, come and play, and the poor will not refuse." Monkey King said with a smile.

This Zou San actually has a silver luck value. The luck value of ordinary people is at most a trace, and there are very few people who can have light silver luck.

Like Zou San, it must be the luck acquired from being with someone with luck for a long time.

"This trip is really not in vain, maybe I can get a fortune!" Sun Wukong thought in his heart.

Zou San lined up the crowd, went to the croupier, took the dice cup and manipulated it himself.

"What? Still watching? Do you want to play with me too?"

Zou San held up the dice cup and looked at the other gamblers. The gamblers shook their heads in fright and said no.

After a while, only Monkey King and Zou San were left on the table.

Of course, several thugs secretly surrounded Monkey King.

"Lord, do you want to play bigger?" Zou San said with a half-smile.

"How to play?" Sun Wukong asked with great interest.

"Just bet on points, and I'll give you ten times the odds!" Zou San said.

"Okay, let's start." Monkey King said indifferently.

"Huh, huh, huh~" Zou San began to shake the dice cup, and Monkey King could tell at a glance that this kid was indeed of some level.

"Crack!" Putting down the dice cup, Zou San looked at Monkey King and said: