Seeing that he agreed so neatly, Ding Dang seemed to hesitate a little, the money bag in his hand turned over and over, and he didn't know whether to bet with him or not, after hesitating for a while, as if he had finally made up his mind, he also pushed the drum pocket in front of him to the middle.

The dog skin plaster slapped the table and shouted at Ding Dang: Hey, hey, little brother, who will throw it first this time?

Ding Dang was still worried, but at this time, he still showed his free and easy, waved his hand at him, and said: The outsiders are guests, not to mention, you just won the money, you are the uncle, of course, the uncle you first.

The dog skin plaster did not shirk, smiled proudly at him, and said as if no one was around: Okay, uncle, I will show you two more hands to take a look, so that you can see the demeanor of the God of Gamblers.

Speaking of this, he learned to be like a gambling god, shook the hem of his clothes, tucked it into his belt, and then, extremely chic, grabbed the dice, put his hands together, and shook it for most of the day, and suddenly let go, the dice fell right in the middle of the bowl, and turned a few times.

When it stopped, it was, seventeen o'clock.

This point is almost so big that it is big enough to drink a pot, unless God really has the virtue of a good life, take pity on him, let him throw a leopard, however, the probability of throwing a leopard does not seem to be very large, just like a sow becoming a mink, the probability is extremely small.

The dog skin plaster looked at Ding Dang with a proud look on his face.

He believes that Ding Dang is dead this time, and the death is still ugly, now, it is the time when his luck is booming, the God of Wealth will come, if the God of Wealth wants him to make a little fortune, then, even the king of heaven Lao Tzu may not have the power to return to heaven.

Thinking of this, he sneered, as if to say: Hmph, child, let's go home and drink milk, fight with me, you are still a little tender.

Seeing this almost astronomical number of points, Ding Dang's face changed first, and even made a very angry and surprised expression, but anger was anger, but he was still a little frightened in his heart, after all, this is not a small point, if he is not careful, I am afraid that he will lose so much that he will not even have to wear underwear.

But then, he showed a reluctant look, tremblingly picked up the dice, and muttered: It doesn't matter who his mother marries, just fight.

Speaking of this, he picked up the dice, rubbed back and forth in his hand, while rubbing, and chanted a word, and said: Uncle Fairy Passing, Sister Guanyin, Uncle Rulai, I have lost so much that I am about to show my ass, please have mercy on me, a miserable person, quickly manifest the spirit, help the disciple, in the future, the disciple must go to the temple to burn incense and make a vow, buy a pig's head to thank you for saving your life, if the spirit appears, please blow the fairy breath on my dice.

Seeing him talking nonsense here, the dog skin plaster couldn't help laughing, pointed to his nose and said: Boy, you can't even call your Uncle Jesus, don't ask grandpa to tell grandma, hurry up and throw it, we are all waiting.

The others followed: Throw, throw.

Ding Dang glanced at him, sighed slightly, and said: Okay, since the immortals refuse to blow the immortal qi, then, please replace the immortals and help blow it in my hand.

As he spoke, he put the hand holding the dice in front of the little eye who had just sat down.

The little eyes "hehe" smirked, and spit, blah, phew, and spat at the three dice in his hand, sticky and dirty.

However, Ding Dang not only did not get angry, but even showed a very excited look, and shouted at the onlookers: "Everyone, look at it, this fairy uncle has already dropped holy water on my dice just now, you can see okay, one, two, three, four, five, six, let me roll a big point, open."

He clasped his hands together, shook it for a while, shook it away, and the dice fell into the big white porcelain bowl with a clatter, and then slowly stopped...... Stop it...... Stop...... After stopping, everyone was dumbfounded, it was... Eighteen o'clock, leopard.

It's just a little bigger.

The crowd immediately burst into an uproar and discussions.

What's going on? It's really a leopard.

It must be this kid who is here to run.

Maybe the gods really appeared.

Of course, these are the comments of those outsiders who don't know the details, and the residents of Huangshi Town who know what kind of character Ding Dang is are all sneering on the side, of course they know that this is not the time to operate, the gods have appeared, this is all Ding Dang's tricks, but they are unwilling to break it.

First, they are not used to the triumphant appearance of the dog skin plaster, as if they feel that they should let these outsiders learn a lesson, so as not to make them feel that there is really no capable person in Huangshi Town in the future, and secondly, of course, they are afraid of this little devil, hum, you dare to poke this little master's basket, do you think your life is too boring, and you want him to find something to do for you.

Therefore, although they knew it, no one dared to start stabbing it.

Seeing the leopard in the bowl, the dog skin plaster suddenly collapsed there, snorting and panting, muttering to himself: What's the matter? What the hell is going on? Speaking of this, he slapped the table suddenly, pointed at Ding Dang's nose and shouted: Boy, you must be playing tricks.

Ding Dang's face was aggrieved, he pouted, and he was almost about to cry, and said: Why am I doing ghosts, the dice are yours, the bowls are yours, the table is yours, and even these people who are watching the battle are helping you, if you want to make ghosts, you can only be ghosts, what do you care about me?

As he spoke, he stretched out his arm and slammed the pile of silver in front of the dog skin plaster, and hugged it all in front of him, and in a blink of an eye, he earned so much silver, it was worth it.

The dog skin plaster was a little anxious, his face was red, his neck was thick, his breath was fast, cold sweat kept dripping, and he said tremblingly: Boy, do you dare to bet with me again?

Ding Dang looked at his empty pockets and said with a smile: Hey, uncle, now you are like a lost dog, what are you betting with me?

The dog skin plaster gritted his teeth, put his hand in his arms, and pounded for a while, and then, with a "swish", he took out a large stack of silver tickets, and said angrily: What about this money, it is the two thousand taels that our boss asked me to buy outside the customs tomorrow, and now, I will bet all of them, and then bet with you, and bet on the silver on your table, how about it?