Yinshan Record

Chapter 601 There's a Way Even in a Game of Dice (Part 2)
Secure your profits, secure your profits.

Bai Qian was determined that if he won this bet, he would at least protect his own capital.

"Is this a win?"

Su Che asked in a low voice, and Bai Qian nodded quickly, while the surrounding gamblers hurled curses at him.

"If you win, ten taels becomes twenty taels, and the banker pays out ten taels. Sir, let's keep these ten taels, so we won't lose either way, and we can continue playing with the rest of the money."

"If you can't afford to play, then don't play. Ten taels at a time, I'll give you ten taels. Go out and have a cup of tea."

There were also impatient gamblers nearby, greeting him and clearly having lost a lot.

Su Che glanced at Bai Qian, then snatched the chips from his hand.

"Guest officer!"

"I'm lucky now, let's take a gamble."

As Su Che spoke, he placed his bet on the big one again.

"Guest officer!"

"I'll definitely give you five taels."

Su Che casually replied.

Bai Qian thought about it. This Mr. Zuo, whose true character was hard to fathom, would leave sooner or later, but he still needed this business to make a living. It was really not worth ruining his reputation for a few taels of silver.

This time, the gamblers were much quieter. Casinos are never short of newbies who come to try their luck and broaden their horizons. Their wins or losses have nothing to do with the veterans in the room.

To put it bluntly, we're not playing the same game.

The dealer shook the dice cup again and then slammed it hard against the table.

"Buy the deal and leave, let's go!"

Three pure white ivory dice lay on the base.

"Four, five, six, fifteen points, big!"

They won again?
Bai Qian looked at this Mr. Zuo and thought he was really lucky.

"Look, it's forty taels now, isn't it?"

Su Che shook the chips in his hand.

“I told you long ago, I don’t have any other skills, but I have a pair of eyes that can recognize important people.”

"Brother Bai, you're so nice to talk to. Here's what we'll do: if we win, you can have 30% of the profits as your reward."

As Su Che spoke, he pushed the chips aside, this time placing them on the smaller side.

"After so many big bets, it's bound to be small eventually."

The gamblers placed their bets, some betting on big, some on small, and a few, after a moment's thought, followed Su Che and placed their bets on small.

The dealer rang the bell again to open the betting pool, and this time it was small again.

"Two, three, four, nine o'clock small."

Now it's eighty taels.

Su Che took back his chips: "Wow, what luck! It almost turned into a big win."

"Sir, it's possible that you could go for a smaller size."

Bai Qian chuckled.

This time, I've really caught a dragon crossing the river. I'll make a small profit by following along, but I need to get out quickly. Winning money from the Cui family is no easy feat.

"Brother Bai, you're the most reliable one. How about this, we'll set aside two numbers as a safety net, and then gamble on the rest."

As Su Che spoke, he placed his bet on the small side once again.

"Damn, I'll take a gamble and see if you're a guiding light."

One of the guys looked at Su Che and said, "Brother, you've won three times in a row. Help me out this time."

As he spoke, he placed a pile of chips on the table.

Some other gamblers followed Su Che's lead and placed their bets, but most of them continued playing their own games.

The dealer glanced at Su Che and continued shaking the dice.

This place has been frequented by cultivators, but even for cultivators, earning a few coins here is not so easy.

The dice cup and base are made of aged yin wood, which can block divine sense detection. And they themselves are all cultivators at the Qi Refining Realm. If it comes to fighting, their shirtless female dealers are much stronger than the burly men at the gate.

Most importantly, the dealer was quite certain that the new customer placed his bet first, and he opened the lid later.

Unless he can change the number of the dice the instant he opens the lid, then the person who decides the number is himself.

The dealer shook the dice cup open.

"375, 15 points, big."

"Hold."

A group of gamblers were cursing and swearing. They had all placed bets with Su Che and had now lost everything.

"Damn it, you don't look like someone who'll make a fortune. You've screwed me over."

The older brother who had just called Su Che his guiding light was now furious. He had bet a hundred taels on the bet, and now he had lost it all.

Su Che was very happy.

He likes how he feels right now.

Because the art of emptiness-breathing in the Separation and Union Pavilion is indeed profound.

The art of concealing oneself in space has two parts. The first part is the conventional method of stealth and invisibility, which needs no further explanation. The other part involves creating interference and illusions.

Specifically, it means transforming one's divine thoughts into wisps of sword intent to disturb the thoughts of others.

This method exists in both Taoist, Buddhist, and demonic sects.

For example, Buddhism has practices like the Lion's Roar, Thunderous Sound, and Sanskrit chants, which can evolve into a large category. These can change the minds of others, making them willingly become protectors of the Dharma. The demonic influence of the demonic sects is even more interesting, as it completely starts from the six desires and worldly thoughts, stirring up emotions.

The Breathing Void Secret Technique, being from the Sword Sect, is quite similar to the application of swordsmanship, allowing one's own thoughts to seep into the minds of others like a broken blade in the dark night.

This thing is very similar to the hypnosis that Su Che had heard about in his previous life; both are techniques that subtly influence how others perceive things.

There is a saying in Buddhism: the past mind cannot be grasped, the present mind cannot be grasped, and the future mind cannot be grasped.

Human thoughts and ideas are like flowing clouds and running water, constantly changing. A thought from one second might be distorted when recalled the next.

Su Che's target was that beautiful croupier.

The dealers in this place are all trained in martial arts, but of course, it's not so that they're supposed to be guarding against anyone who might rob them.

What they need is the ability to manipulate the dice to make money for the dealer; controlling the dice rolls is their fundamental skill. Su Che just used the interference method of the Breath of Space Technique to make the dealer roll the numbers he wanted.

Sure enough, not only did he lose his own sixty taels, but he also lost all the money his old friends had.

"Take another ten taels."

Su Che took a chip from Bai Qian's hand and pressed it down.

"If you bet on three sixes, how does the bookmaker pay out?"

However, this time the question was directed to the dealer.

"Leopard, 1 to 15 odds."

"I'll take ten taels in..."

"If we win, we'll get 160 taels."

Su Che bet on the triple. The other gamblers cursed and swore, and this time not a single one called.

The dealer gave a disdainful smile.

She's a fool, because she gets to decide how much to pay. This time, she's trying to lure a fool into her scheme.

Gambling, whether you win all the time or lose all the time, can discourage people. Winning a lot might lead you to indulge in some revelry, while losing a lot might make you quit. It's the constant wins and losses that are so alluring; that feeling of going from heaven to hell in an instant can lead to ruin and even death.

The dealer doesn't care who suffers; she just wants to get her job done.

The clock strikes, three sixes, a leopard.

"Leopard, the bookmaker pays 15 to 1, please keep this."

With 160 taels of silver in hand, Bai Qian felt a little excited.

Okay, we can collect them today.

"Sir, come on, we won. It's my treat. Order whatever you like."

Bai Qian said with a smile.

This isn't a business where you can make all your money at once. There's plenty of time. This gentleman will come back again after we've made this much today.

"As I just said, if you win 30%, it's yours. You've made 48 taels this time, so you really should treat us."

Su Che smiled and said, "But I want to eat something good this time."

Su Che took out a chip from his hand and placed it back on the cards, betting on a three of a kind again.

"Grass!"

The guys started yelling and cursing again, saying, "Here we go again! He's definitely a shill hired by the bookies."

Everyone placed their chips, but no one bet on a triple.

The dealer smiled slightly.

Silly boy, let me teach you a lesson.

"Buy the deal and leave. Let's go."

The dice cup was lifted, and the dealer frowned.

Three dice lay on the base, three sixes and tens that were quite conspicuous.

Missed?
The croupier swallowed hard.

"Leopard...1 to 15 odds."

Su Che looked at the chips in his hand. Originally, each chip was worth ten taels, but now they could be exchanged for fifty taels each.

No wonder this stuff is so addictive. The feeling of being on the brink of life and death, just like sword fighting, who could resist?

Su Che thought for a moment, then took out a fifty-tael chip and placed it on the Leopard.

"Let's take another gamble. Maybe it won't just be about making a living; buying a house or land is just a matter of a moment's thought."

"Doo ta amu".

The older brother who had initially lost 100 taels of silver following Su Che roared angrily and then bet another 100 taels of silver following Su Che.

"I'll give it another shot."

Other men who were supposed to quit gambling placed bets.

The croupier, however, was extremely nervous.

Their skills are all in their hands; if anything goes wrong, their employer will make sure they can never use their hands again.

Countless spins gave the dealer a sliver of confidence; she had to, she absolutely had to…

Shake it and you get a leopard!
wrong.

The moment the dice cup hit the ground, the dealer lost the courage to open the lid.

I...I made a mistake. I shouldn't have shaken the leopard. Why did I shake the leopard again?

"Open it."

"Open, open, open!"

Urged on by the croupier, the dealer bit his lower lip and moved the black dice cup away.

"Three sixes."

"leopard."

"I finally broke even!"

The man who earned 1,500 taels was very happy.

"Brother Mingdeng, I earned more than you this time."

That's right, Su Che only bet fifty taels, while he bet one hundred taels.

"I'm betting on the leopard again this time."

As Su Che spoke, he took out fifty taels of silver and placed it on top of the leopard.

"Damn it, I'm still with you."

This time, it was the guy who broke even earlier who made the bet; he placed a thousand taels on the leopard this time.

"I'll go too."

"Count me in, Brother Mingdeng, it's up to you."

Not only the gamblers at this table, but also those at the next table came over to join in the fun. One person would give ten taels, another fifty taels, and before long, the chips on the leopard plate were piled up like a small mountain.

It's incredibly profound.

This was Bai Qian's feeling as he looked at the table. He no longer knew whether this Mr. Zuo was a dragon or a snake; all he wanted to do now was leave.

Because if he continued playing like this, he didn't know what would happen to Mr. Zuo, but he was certain of his own fate.

Their hands and feet were cut off, and they were put in sacks and thrown into the Qinhuai River.

The bookmaker can allow someone to keep making money because they can control that person; they're not afraid of winning ten thousand taels of silver.

But when everyone in the room started making money with him, things got out of control.

Bai Qian is here to make a living, not to live off this incense stick; he doesn't want to become a ghost yet.

The dealer looked at the dice cup but did not make a move.

At this moment, she had lost the courage to ring the bell, because she had a vague feeling about it.

If I were to shake the wheel again, I would definitely make the same mistake.

"shake!"

"Hurry up and open it!" "What do you mean by not opening it? Are you a sore loser?"

The shouts only made her more agitated, and she even wanted to yell out loud to shut these good-for-nothings up.

"Sorry, this table is closed. You're welcome to find another place to play."

A clear, crisp voice came from behind, rescuing the dealer from the predicament.

"Damn it." "Damn it, the bookies." "It's the same old tricks again."

Su Che knew that the person he was waiting for had finally arrived.

A woman dressed in a light yellow dress walked in. She was plump, not tall, and had long, narrow eyes. She glanced at Su Che and then at Bai Qian beside her.

"Sir, why don't you try your luck somewhere else?"

Madam Cao.

Bai Qian swallowed hard. This was the real mastermind behind this casino. He had heard that she was also a very remarkable cultivator. Rumor had it that the Jingye Division had invited her to serve the court, but she refused because she thought the pay was too low.

(End of this chapter)