The sky is high and the clouds are light, the city walls of Jinzhou are majestic and magnificent. People who are traveling dress up in gorgeous clothes, in groups of three or five, smiling, and the streets are full of lively scenes.

There was a circle of people around the street to the east, and the sound was noisy!

“Big or small!”

"Small!"

"Big! Big big!"

...

This is a street gambling stall. Among a group of passers-by who are lucky and can take advantage of the situation, the most conspicuous one is a woman.

She was wearing a black robe, a blue-gray nun hat on her head, a wide shirt and long sleeves, and she was a nun. The nun was fifteen or sixteen years old, with her eyes very agile, as if there were sunlight all over the sky, but her face was a little dark, just like two dazzling gems embedded in smooth black mud.

At this moment, she stepped on the ground and on the stool, rolled her sleeves to her elbow, revealing her white arm, and pointed to the gambling cup in the stall owner's hand, and slapped a handful of broken silver coins in her hand on the small letter on the table with her right hand, with a loud voice: "All in, small!"

The stall owner's eyes were dripping. This was a financial supporter. In just a moment, he had won more than twenty taels of silver from her. It was impossible to tell that the little nun was so rich. In the next six months, he could have big fish, meat, delicious and delicious food, and drink. But people were not satisfied. The little nun now had a piece of silver that he took now, and the total amount of silver that the little nun had bought was about four or five taels. Otherwise, after winning this job, he finished his work?

The stall owner opened the gambling cup, and his voice was filled with a flying ending: "Okay!"

Three dices are lying at the bottom of the cup, three threes, small!

The stall owner was shocked. The dice had done something, so he could win more than he lost. This game could obviously win, but he lost! Maybe he just slipped his hand?

There were too many piles of broken silver in front of the little nun, and her eyes shining: "Will you come?"

The money he had in his hands went out again, and the stall owner gritted his teeth: "Continue!"

Next, it was a god. The little nun who lost before won three times in a row, and the small handful of silver was broken into a pile. The stall owner's forehead was sweating, and his eyes turned green when he looked at the little nun.

The little nun proudly pushed all the money forward, still so proud: "It's too slow, I won't have fun. Change the gambling method. Let's shake each other. Whoever scores more points will win or lose in one game. Do you dare?"

The stall owner was sweating because of losing. When she heard her say this, a hint of joy flashed through her eyes. He was confident that he had poured mercury into the dice. Although he wanted a few points, it was not a big deviation. The little nun actually wanted to compete with him. Isn’t this giving him silver?

The movement here attracted more and more people to watch.

The stall owner shook first, after all, it was a sure win or lose. The little nun had more than twenty taels of silver in front of him, which was a bet of more than forty taels. He shook it for a long time before he let it go, carefully uncovered it, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes. Liuliuwu, this was almost a sure win or not. Unless the little nun could shake it, it was a touching chance and basically impossible.

It was the little nun's turn. She stroked her hand and covered the three dice in the gambling cup. Her movements were casual and casual. Then she shook them wildly, and then she paused on the table and uncovered the cover of the cup. The whole set of movements was smooth, but it was just a street bet, which gave her some guidance and a cool and relaxed look.

The dice in the bowl has not stopped completely, but the two that stopped are magical at six o'clock. The remaining one is about two dices, which also touches everyone's eyes. What time will it be? A draw at five o'clock and a win at six o'clock, but it is also likely to be one, two, three or four o'clock.

The little nun's eyes were shiny and full of confidence. It was obvious that she was sure that it must be the same six.

At first, everyone was still shouting at the points, but at this moment, their eyes were wide open, staring at the dice that was about to stop.

The dice were turned over and was about to stop on the sixth. The stall owner's face had turned gray. He shouldn't have been greedy, but he never expected that the little nun had such a method. Is he going to lose all his money?

Suddenly, the entire table trembled violently, the crowd retreated, and a man suddenly bumped from the side, leaning back. Although he tried his best to stabilize, his back still hit the side of the table, screaming in pain.

Then, the dice that was about to stop and the six-character dice was driven by this impact force and pounced and turned into one, not only one, but also another one, sixty-three.

Stand owner: “…”

Little nun: "…"

Everyone: "..."

"Ah haha..." The stall owner laughed and screamed, his face turned red in an instant, and his subordinates pulled all the silver on the table without hesitation.

I am willing to accept the loss! The victory that the little nun got flew away, and he looked at the culprit who hit the table with a fire.

...The man was being pressed to the ground and beaten.

The one who hit him was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, with handsome eyebrows and thin lips slightly pursed, and a three-point smile in his eyes, but when he looked closely, he knew that it was an illusion. The coldness in his eyes not only did not have a smile at all, but instead brought Ling Rui and Feng.

He was exquisite in clothes and high in temperament. He was just standing there, but he felt as if he looked down on the world. His outstanding uniqueness and prominent nobility made him stand out as high as a flock of chickens. This was his demeanor that had been soaked in his bones since childhood, which was hard to ignore.

The little nun ignored these things. She looked at the young man without seeing them, and pushed the young man away, grabbed the man's chest and clothes on the ground, looked dangerous, and shouted angrily: "Give up money!"

The man was beaten to his nose and face, and tried hard to open a bruised slit of his eyes. When she swept his sharp and angry eyes, she suddenly felt her hair standing on her body and said bitterly: "No... it's not my business, it was him who kicked me and I bumped into it."

The young man glanced at the little nun with contempt in his eyes and snorted: "In this world, even nuns dare to go to the streets to gamble? It's insincere!"

"What's wrong with the nun? Did the nun eat your rice?" The little nun was dissatisfied.

The young man sneered lightly, ignored her and kicked the man on the ground in the lap: "Come on!"

The man screamed, knowing that he could not escape. He took out a blue purse with exquisite embroidery and high-end fabric from his arms with a bitter face. The boy took it and turned around and left.

The little nun turned around and the stall owner had already closed the stall and flicked the crowd. He got such a big advantage, why didn't he run away quickly?

There is no one else except for the fun.

The little nun said angrily: "Boy!"

She avoided the crowd and walked around the streets and alleys. She soon arrived at a remote portal, flashed in, took off her hat, and exposed her black hair. She took off her nun's black clothes in a few seconds, washed her face in the sink beside her. She saw her eyebrows as green as distant mountains, her eyes as autumn water, her skin as smooth as cream, and her lips as red as red cherry. Where was she still a black-faced nun? She was clearly a beautiful girl.

Hearing the movement, someone came out of the room. This was a real nun. The girl said in annoyance: "It's so unlucky. You could have let you live here." As she said that, she took out a silver turtle that had been about to touch two taels of rice and said: "I caught fish for a long time and was about to win a big shot. I met a bad guy to make trouble and steal chickens... Uh, there are only so many left now."

The nun is only eighteen or nineteen years old, but there is a bit of vicissitudes in her eyes. She shook her head and said, "Miss Wen Jin, don't bother with Pomni's affairs. You can live here, Ke'er's illness is also very good. Pomni is already satisfied." She glanced at the girl: "Besides, you can't protect yourself now. Although you are disguised, you are going to be recognized and caught back. What should you do?"

The girl Xia Wenjin waved her hand indifferently, shook her head and smiled, her eyes shining like a gem. She said, "It's a fate to meet. I'll leave here soon. If you take a child, you can't become a nun in the future. I will naturally help you!" She narrowed her eyes. That brat was ruining her wealth. Is she the one who can swallow this? Of course not!
Chapter completed!