The little devil received the order and wanted to use his fingers to fiddle with the dice to change the number.
Su Mo's expression did not change, and his arm hung down naturally. A Ghost Suppressing Talisman slipped out of his sleeve and he stuck it under the table.
Pa!
A golden light suddenly burst out from under the little ghost's feet. It screamed and quickly scurried back behind the man.
This golden light was very weak. Coupled with the incandescent light in the room, no one saw it at all.
The dealer also opened the lid and looked at the number on the dice below. He shouted,"Two, two, three, small!"
"We won!" Qiu Sheng widened his eyes.
This was the first time he had won so many rounds of gambling with this mustached man.
The bearded man frowned as he looked at the dice. A look of confusion flashed across his face, as if he did not understand why the kid did not help him win.
But soon, the doubt on his face disappeared and he sneered,""Humph, you won once. Your fifty dollars became a hundred, but you're still far from paying back the two thousand you owe me.”
"If I beat you once, I can beat you dozens of times, hundreds of times!”
Qiu Sheng could be said to have lost in terms of strength, but not in terms of strategy. His verbal skills were not at a disadvantage at all.
"Again."
Soon, the die was covered and rolled again.
Qiu Sheng subconsciously looked at Su Mo, only to find him sitting there with his eyes closed. He said,""You don't have to look at me. If you want to bet on something, just bet on it.”
Su Mo had only come to take Qiu Sheng away, but since he had discovered that Qiu Sheng had used a ghost to cheat, he naturally wanted to seek justice.
With his Uncle-Master backing him up, Qiu Sheng instantly became bolder. He threw all his chips up and said,""Continue to bet on small!"
The man with the mustache sneered and threw out an equal bargaining chip."Big."
Not long after, the little ghost ran up to the table again, wanting to roll the dice.
Su Mo flicked his fingers, and two more Ghost Suppressing Talismans appeared under the table.
Pa!
This time, the sound of firecrackers exploding could be heard clearly. The little ghost screamed and was sent flying.
"What exploded?" someone muttered.
The person beside him nodded in agreement." Yes, I heard it too. It was like firecrackers."”
However, the surrounding people searched everywhere but could not find the source of the sound. They could only give up.
At the gambling table, the dealer opened the lid again and shouted,"One, three, three, small!"
Qiu Sheng smiled and put all the chips worth 200 dollars in front of him.
The bearded man frowned and took out a small bell from his pocket.
He was just an ordinary person and did not know any Xuanmen techniques. He had bought the little ghost from someone else.
As a result, the mustached man could not see the little ghost at all, so he naturally had no way of knowing Su Mo's methods.
Now that he had lost two rounds in a row, he couldn't help but panic. He took out the bell that controlled the little ghost and began to shake it gently.
As the bell rang, the little ghost hiding in a corner in the distance immediately hugged its head and wailed in pain.
The gambling continued.
However, even though the kid was in extreme pain, he did not dare to approach the gambling table.
Because in its eyes, the entire gambling table was emitting a faint golden light. There were even bright red charm patterns imprinted on the gambling table.
"Three, two, three, small!"
Two for four hundred. Qiu Sheng's mouth was about to reach his ears.
The mustached man's expression became more and more gloomy. He quickly shook the bell in his hand, but he could not feel the little ghost coming to help him.
At that moment, Su Mo stood up and patted Qiu Sheng's shoulder.""You continue, I'm going out."
"Uh, Uncle-Master, where are you going?" Qiu Sheng panicked.
He could feel that the reason he had started winning money was because of Su Mo.
"Just keep betting.”Su Mo glanced at him before pushing through the crowd and walking out.
However, when he passed by a corner, he suddenly whispered,"If you want to reincarnate, come with me.”
In the corner, the timid kid's eyes lit up. He endured the pain from the bell and limped behind Su Mo.
It was already close to midnight, and there was almost no one outside the casino. However, the lights of the White Jade Building not far away were still on.
Su Mo walked into a dark and quiet alley and turned to look at the little ghost behind him.
It was a child who looked to be about three or four years old. He was wearing a small shroud, and there was a small bell mark in the middle of his forehead.
It was left behind by the person who refined it back then. Through this mark, one could use the bell to control it.
Seeing Su Mo's gaze, the little ghost shrank back in fear.
"Don't be afraid." Su Mo's tone was gentle as he said,"Come, come here."”
As if sensing that the other party did not have any malicious intent, the little ghost hesitated for a moment before slowly walking up to him.
Su Mo took out a talisman pen from his sleeve and bit his fingertip. After dipping the talisman pen in blood, he swept it across the little ghost's forehead.
The mark of the bell was instantly removed, and the headache and bell sound that had been bothering the little ghost disappeared completely.
The little ghost cried out in joy, and Su Mo took out a piece of white paper. In a few seconds, he had made a small paper horse.
"Let's go."
He placed the paper horse in front of the little ghost and walked out of the alley with his hands behind his back.
The little ghost stood where he was and watched Su Mo's disappearing figure. In the end, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times before riding the paper horse and disappearing into the darkness.
In the gambling den.
Qiu Sheng was still killing in all directions. The chips around him were piled up into a small mountain.
The mustached man's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was filled with exasperation. The little bell was about to be broken by him, but the little ghost never helped him again.
Looking at the two gambling, Su Mo secretly patted Wen Cai's shoulder and walked out of the gambling den.
Wen Cai understood and followed him to the door.
"The matter has been resolved. Now, go find your master and Captain Ah Wei and ask them to come here to settle it.”
"Ah?"
Hearing Su Mo's words, a bitter expression appeared on Wen Cai's face.""Martial Uncle Su, isn't this matter settled? Can you not tell my master? Otherwise, he will definitely kill the two of us!”
"Do you think that's possible?"
Su Mo coldly laughed." Since my senior brother is here, I can't meddle in his affairs, but this matter has to be reported. When the time comes, whether you will be skinned or pulled out, it will be a well-deserved lesson!”
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and go!"
Hearing Su Mo's scolding, Wen Cai sighed, but he still ran towards 9th Uncle's courtyard.
Although Martial Uncle Su was usually friendly and easy to talk to, once he really got serious, his power was much stronger than his master's.
Meanwhile, in the gambling den.
As the bearded man lost more and more money, not only did he lose back the 2,000 yuan, but he also owed Qiusheng a few thousand yuan.
"Come, continue to press!"
Qiu Sheng was so pleased with himself that his face was flushed with excitement. He rolled up his sleeves and said,""If I can't win your pants today, I'll take your surname!”
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