I'm not good at this green tea princess

Chapter 100 Feel the sublimation of the soul in the smell of shadows
On the second floor, Yue Ren smiled silently, her green eyes shone with excitement, and she clicked her tongue: "Ah, so this is the prey Xiao Qingqing is looking for!"

Compared with the other selected candidates, Nine Fingers Gambling has obviously been studied carefully and has some kung fu.

But Meng Ci is not afraid.

He's here, whether he wins or loses this bet, Meng Ci's game has been successful!
The dog has come in, just close the door and grab it.

Therefore, she has a leisurely attitude, shaking the coloring cup lazily, while the nine fingers on the opposite side are tense like a five-stone bow.

One round, he wins!
In the second game, he still won!
In the seventh game, he still won!
This is a height that no one has ever reached before. Jiuzhi's excited eyes glowed green, and the hand holding the coloring cup kept shaking.

On the other hand, Meng Ci just raised his eyes slightly, looking calm and relaxed, as if the 1 taels were sand between fingers, and he lost it as soon as he lost it.

At the tenth round, Meng Ci shook first, and when the color cup was opened, the five dice added up to only ten points, and she clicked her tongue regretfully.

Nine Fingers was trembling with excitement.

With such a small point, you can win by shaking it casually.

He is only two steps away from 1 taels.

This is the blessing of the God of Wealth!

The way he looked at Meng Ci was completely looking at a gleaming golden mountain.

He has already begun to imagine: If he wins this gamble, he will wash his hands from the golden basin, stay away from the capital, take his wife and children to find a place where no one knows him, and start a new life.

He wants to buy a hundred acres of fertile land, raise ten beautiful maidservants, and build a house that is a hundred times bigger than this gambling house...

While thinking about it, he put the color cup in his hand on the table.

Yue Ren raised his eyebrows, and a dice shot out from his hand, passed through the gap between the crowd, and hit a leg of the table.

Everyone's breathing was tight, and all their attention was on Jiuzhi. Except for Shen Yi, no one noticed this small detail.

The crashing sound of the dice was so inconspicuous amidst the roaring roars one after another.

Jiuzhi folded his hands together, worshiped the gods and Buddhas in the four directions, and then rubbed his hands on his clothes several times to wipe off the sweat on his palms. He took a deep breath, held his breath, and slowed down the color cup. Uncover slowly.

In the extremely noisy gambling house, at this moment, the quietness of a needle can be heard.

All the eyeballs fell on the color cup.

Shadow rolled down his tense Adam's apple.

The 1 taels was paid by him in advance!

Shadow couldn't figure it out, why did you use my private money to make trouble, you two dogs, won't your conscience ache?

Oh……

Forget it, the pavilion master seems to have no conscience, Mr. Meng is close to ink, and he is black, and his original conscience is gone!
During this time of thinking, the five dice have been exposed to the air.

One, one, one, two, three, it's only eight o'clock.

After a short shock, the crowd burst into laughter one after another.

"This old man's luck is too bad, he actually rolled out to eight o'clock!"

"It's the God of Wealth who doesn't want to enter his house. At this last moment, he turned around and left!"

"He is possessed by the god of decline!"

……

These people couldn't stop laughing.

Because if Jiuzhi fails, it means they still have a chance.

Jiuzhi stared at the five dice with wide eyes, and murmured to himself: "No, it's impossible! What I rolled out was twenty, no, it's even bigger than twenty, How could it be eight o'clock..."

"No, it's impossible..." Jiuzhi reached out to weigh the dice. He was an old man in the casino, and he knew that the dice were fine.

Now it's just a glimmer of hope for the drowned.

The other gamblers are booing.

"I'm willing to bet and admit defeat, but don't deny it!"

"If you lose in the last round, you lose, so hurry up and move your position to someone else!"

Meng Ci raised his eyebrows high, fiddled with the dice with his slender hands, and said with regret in his tone: "It's a pity, it's the last round!"

Jiuzhi was slumped, as if in a daze, he kept talking about the impossible.

Meng Ci frowned.

In this state of being out of his wits, he can't write what he wants!

At this moment, Shen Yi came to her ear and whispered something.

Meng Ci raised his upturned eyes, glanced at him with a smile, gently pushed his hand on his arm, and said enchantingly, "You're still smart!"

The man's body froze slightly.

Shadow couldn't bear to look straight away and looked away.

Pavilion Master, you have worked hard!
It's disgusting to be winked at by a big man like that, but you have to hold back!I see that your body is tense from enduring it, it's not easy.

Jiuzhi was in a state of despair when he heard Meng Ci say with great interest: "I feel sorry for you when you failed at the last moment. Why don't you do this? I'll give you one more chance. As long as you can imitate the words vividly, I will play another game with you!"

Her red lips parted slightly, which was a huge temptation: "If you win, the 1 taels will still belong to you!"

Jiuzhi's sanity was immediately pulled back, and he stood up suddenly, his eyes were burning with fire: "You are serious!"

Meng Ci held a piece of silver and tossed it back and forth in his hand, shrugged: "If you don't believe me, forget it!"

"Believe! I believe!"

Jiuzhi's soul returned to its place, rushed to the table beside him, and picked up the brush.

However, he was excited, but the others quit and made noises.

"It's not fair, if we give him a chance, we won't have a chance!"

"This is different from what I said at the beginning!"

……

Meng Ci's expression turned cold, and a sharp look passed over them. These people shrank their necks one after another, and she said impatiently: "What's the fuss, I'll take out another 1 taels!"

Without turning her head, she moved her palms up to the two men on her body: "Pay money!"

That's a mighty and domineering one, as it should be.

Shadow looked up.

It's so loud, I can't hear anything!
Shen Yi pursed his lips, and the cold eyes like ice knives fell on him, cutting repeatedly.

The noble shadow's head hung down slowly, took off his boots in slow motion, took out an oilcloth bag from the sole of the shoe in slow motion, opened it, and inside was a stack of smelly banknotes.

Meng Ci had been waiting impatiently for a long time, snatched the bank note with a swish, and slapped it on the table!
His brows and eyes are full of the arrogance of the richest woman in the world: "Hey, this is another 1 taels!"

The gamblers were shocked.

This little girl's family is a gold mine, right?

Even if the banknotes had a smell, it was also a fragrant smell. Everyone took a deep breath and felt the sublimation of the soul in the smell of the shadow's feet.

The most powerful sublimation is of course Jiuzhi!

He took countless deep breaths, found his true self in this refreshing smell, dipped his pen in ink, and began to imitate the words prepared by Meng Ci.

(End of this chapter)