Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 2420 First acquaintance with Ji Xiaoxiao (15)

The drunkard knew that he was exposed, grinned, and said: "Okay, you can also cut yourself into two pieces and have a drink with me."

"Fart, I'll cut it into two pieces. Let's have a drinking contest with you here. Even in ten thousand years we won't be able to tell the winner!" Ding Ermiao laughed and said, "According to the previous rules, you drink eighteen scoops first." Say it again. But this time, I will gag your mouth and pour wine in from below!"

"No, no, this is against the rules!" the drunkard said in shock.

"Just follow my rules!" Ding Ermiao couldn't help but said, pushing the drunkard's head into the water, clamping the drunkard's mouth with his legs, then scooping up the wine, and poured it in from the drunkard's waist one by one.

The drunkard has no legs and relies only on the strength of his hands. He is no match for Ding Ermiao.

In a short time, half of the drunkard's body was filled with wine. Ding Ermiao didn't stop until it overflowed.

"How's it going? Are you full?" Ding Ermiao mentioned the drunkard and still put his head down and asked.

The drunkard was so drunk that his face turned red, his mouth kept leaking, and he couldn't speak at all.

Ding Ermiao turned the drunkard in another direction, blocked his waist with his hands, and asked, "Tell me, where is the white spot I saw on the river just now?"

The drunkard was so drunk that he opened his mouth and said, "What...the white spot? Is it...that broken soul?"

"Yes, that's the Broken Soul." Ding Ermiao nodded.

The drunkard looked around, pointed randomly, and finally settled on the northwest, saying: "There... there... at the gambler's place, you can find it yourself, I... drank too much..."

Ding Ermiao sneered, pushed the drunkard into the water, and then used his hands and feet to paddle toward the northwest water.

"Good wine, good wine..." Behind him, the drunkard smiled stupidly and waved his hands wildly.

Ding Ermiao ignored the drunkard and just moved forward quickly, hoping to bring back Ji Xiaoxiao's soul as soon as possible. After all, the water temperature here was too high and staying in it was not a happy thing.

The strange thing is that Ding Ermiao is now in the water and seems to feel that the Xuechi River has become bigger again, so big and boundless that she can't see the shore.After thinking about it, I always feel that this underworld is extremely magical, and what I see, hear, and feel is nothing like the world of the earth.

After swimming forward for a long time, he finally swam out of the wine pool.

The color of the water suddenly turned pitch black, and it was as thick as porridge and smelled fishy.

A small white dot in front is also clearly visible, drifting with the waves in the smelly water.

If you look closely, you can see the outline of Ji Xiaoxiao in the white dots.

"Xiaoxiao, come here quickly!" Ding Ermiao stretched out his hand and called to Ji Xiaoxiao's broken soul.

But Ji Xiaoxiao's broken soul was still spinning, and she ignored Ding Ermiao's cry.It's no wonder that a single broken soul basically has no memory. How can one know who Xiaoxiao is?Moreover, even if this Broken Soul has memories, he doesn’t know Ding Ermiao at all and will not get close to Ding Ermiao!
"Xiaoxiao, don't move, I'll save you!" Ding Ermiao encouraged her spirit and swam away quickly.

Seeing the broken soul approaching, Ding Ermiao felt happy and reached out to grab it.

But unexpectedly, at this moment, a bamboo pole came out of thin air, picked up Ji Xiaoxiao's broken soul and threw it aside!
Ding Ermiao turned around and saw Ji Xiaoxiao's broken soul falling three feet away.

At the end of the bamboo pole was a raft, with a lean old ghost sitting on it with a sneer on his face.

The old ghost was in good spirits, but he only had a shirt, no pants, and no shoes. He was sitting cross-legged on the raft with a small table in front of him.

"A gambler?" Ding Ermiao glared and asked, "Are you a gambler? Why do you want to go against me?"

The drunkard said that this is the territory of gamblers.

The old ghost was stunned and frowned: "How do you know that I am a gambler? Have we gambled money before? Also, when did I go against you?"

Ding Ermiao sneered, stabilized his body, pointed at the gambler, and cursed: "Pu Songling said, let me ask you who is the best in gambling, everyone points to the man without pants! You don't even have to wear pants, what are you if you are not a gambler?" You're not a gambler, why don't you even have pants!? I came to rescue people and find this lost soul, but you picked it away with a bamboo pole. If you don't want to be against me, what are you doing?"

"That broken soul is what I use to guess odd and even numbers. I make her spin and roll on the water, and finally stop. When the front is up, it means odd, and when the back is up, it is even. It's you, can you disturb me?" Gambler He snorted and said:

"Also, who is Pu Songling? Why don't gamblers wear pants? I'm just unlucky and didn't make a comeback while I was alive. Now, I'm practicing my gambling skills here, just waiting to be reincarnated and be a gambler in the future. King! At that time, let alone one pair of pants, even if you wore ten pairs of pants every day, it was nothing!"

Your sister, take Xiaoxiao’s broken soul to guess odd or even?

Ding Ermiao almost vomited blood and cursed: "A ghost like you, like an animal, will never be reincarnated in this lifetime!"

"The gambler is also a human being, why can't he be reincarnated?" The gambler frowned.

"Can gamblers be considered human beings?" Ding Ermiao snorted and said, "Mr. Pu Songling once scolded you gamblers like this. Please listen carefully."

"Okay, let me hear what this guy scolds me!" The gambler became interested.

Ding Ermiao was furious and yelled at the finger gambler:

"The old gentleman said that the fastest way to lose one's virtue and ruin one's family is gambling! You gamblers compete with your prostitute friends, lingering all night long, emptying your bags and sacks, and hanging gold in the sky; pheasants and roosters, and begging for souls. In the bones of lust and faintness. He circled five trees, like running beads; he held many chapters in his hand, like holding a round fan. He looked at people to the left and himself to the right, looking through the eyes of the devil; the yang showed weakness and the yin used strong, all the skills wereted. !

There are guests at home, and you are still obsessed with the casino!There is a fire at home, but you are still staring at the gambling table; your mouth is dry, your eyes are red, and you look like a ghost!

All was lost in a moment, leaving a pair of hot eyes watching from the side.When others are happily gambling, you are a hero; when you feel that there is no money in your pocket, you are heartbroken.I stretched my neck and wandered around the gambling table, feeling helpless.Dejected, I returned home in the middle of the night.At this time, your wife has already fallen asleep, so you don’t dare to wake her up; you are hungry and you can only eat scraps, but do you dare to complain?
Then you sell your son and your land, hoping to make a comeback.But if you continue to gamble and lose, you will end up fishing for the moon in the water!

And after you are defeated, you will think that you have become a despicable thing. If you ask who is the best in gambling, everyone will point to the man without pants!The man without pants is talking about you!Think about it, do people like you count as human beings even if they live in this world? "

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The gambler listened silently and nodded slightly, seeming to approve of what Ding Ermiao said.

"I'm done, gambler, if you still feel ashamed, return that broken soul to me!" Ding Ermiao said.

The gambler nodded and said: "What you said makes sense, let's take a gamble. If you win, you will take the broken soul away; if you lose, hehe..."

——A kind-hearted reader once told me: I became obsessed with gambling when I was a child and couldn’t help myself, and I went bankrupt.Brother Xiang, you have good writing skills. Can you write an exhortation to promote the dangers of gambling?If you are willing to write, I will reward you with 50 yuan.I smiled bitterly. Can an article wake up a gambler?If possible, the article by Pu Songling quoted in this article, with pen power that penetrates the paper and sharpness like a knife, would have woken up all the gamblers in the world!

I don’t want the 50 yuan reward, but I wrote this episode, hoping that my friend who is addicted to gambling can see it.If someone who is destined sees this little story and takes the initiative to be alert and stay away from gambling, it will be more meaningful than me receiving a reward of [-] yuan.I hope everyone can stay away from gambling and enjoy a happy life.

(End of this chapter)