Chapter 5 I Am a Taoist Priest!

In the casino, gamblers rushed out and fled in all directions, not even caring about their chips.

"Let's go this way."

Lin Chuan also lowered his head and hurriedly left in the crowd.

In reality, he hoped that the cheater would be caught.

But in the virtual world of experience, he was a cheater and he just wanted to escape.

If he was caught, wouldn't the experience of life come to an abrupt end?

It's not fun.

If the experience of life is incomplete, the cheating skills may not be able to be brought to reality.

Lin Chuan's card skills are very bad. Every time he plays cards with friends, he can lose three games. After learning this poker cheating skill, he just needs to not cheat and not lose so badly.

Don't make life difficult.

If you can learn a little, if you find a girlfriend in the future, you won't be short of money when you have to play mahjong with your mother-in-law. Lose everything.

Ahem, I think too much.

Lin Chuan is still a single dog, and it's a long way to go to get out of singleness.

Real world.

The night rain shattered on the windowsill, blooming fleeting flowers, and the breeze brought the chill of spring into Lin Chuan's house.

The life of experience is still going on.

The first-person perspective scenes were shown in front of Lin Chuan like a movie.

Lin Chuan is a master of tricks. He is proficient in dice, poker, mahjong, and Pai Gow... He is proficient in everything and has no rivals!

Life is as exciting as a novel.

The night rain in Anling City stopped.

Lin Chuan's window showed a clear night, and the moonlight was faintly shining through the clouds and the glass like dragon crystal into the room.

A sweet female voice sounded in Lin Chuan's mind.

[Congratulations, the life experience of "old trick" is completed. ]

Lin Chuan smiled.

Waiting for the next report of the system.

[You have obtained "trick". ]

[Your life experience of old trick, automatically generated novel "Old trick". ]

[Do you want to export immediately? ]

Lin Chuan smiled: "Export! Export vigorously!"

How to export?

It turned out that the system installed export software on Lin Chuan's computer.

As long as the life experience is completed, the software can automatically generate text.

However, it takes some time.

[Exporting...]

[The life experience of the old con man is long, and the novel is expected to be 1 million words. It will take 10 hours to export. ]

[Current progress: 5%. ]

...

The next morning, Lin Chuan woke up.

Looking back on the experience of last night, his head was still a little dizzy and dazed.

Compared with the life of the thief, the life of the old con man has much more information. Even if Lin Chuan slept, his temples were still swollen.

Obviously, this is a manifestation of overusing the brain.

Lin Chuan rubbed his temples and glanced at the export progress.

[Current progress: 80%. ]

"It's not finished yet. Buy two decks of playing cards and try the trick first."

Lin Chuan immediately washed up and went downstairs.

Lin Chuan's rental apartment is on the sixth floor, a walk-up building with no elevator. Downstairs is a small supermarket run by the landlord, Lao Zhang.

Today, the sun is shining brightly.

In the small supermarket downstairs, the person sitting at the counter is not the landlord, Lao Zhang, but a pretty girl wearing a loose sweatshirt, gray sweatpants, and a lollipop hanging from her mouth.

Lin Chuan recognized her.

She is the daughter of the landlord, Lao Zhang, Xiao Zhang.

Lin Chuan strode into the small supermarket: "Xiao Zhang, help me get two decks of playing cards."

Xiao Zhang got up in a panic and pulled at his sweatpants: "What do you want?"

But the tablet on the table was not turned off, and there was a video on it, making a subtle and obscene voice: 'Madam, you don't want to...'

Lin Chuan's eyes condensed.

Good fellow, isn't this the one that just came out?

Lin Chuan remembered it very clearly, the serial number was

Xiao Zhang blushed and quickly pressed the power button on the tablet: "You just said... What do you want?"

Lin Chuan smiled: "Help me get two decks of playing cards."

Xiao Zhang immediately took two decks of playing cards from the shelf: "Four dollars."

"Xiao Zhang, you don't want to..." Lin Chuan grinned.

"It's for you, take it quickly."

Xiao Zhang's face was still flushed, and he pushed the playing cards directly in front of Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan blinked: "Can you give me two more dice?"

Xiao Zhang pursed his lips and took out the dice from the drawer swiftly.

"Where is Lao Zhang?"

Lin Chuan asked casually.

"He played cards all night last night, and he is probably still playing now." Xiao Zhang pouted, "You are a novelist, how can you just pry into other people's privacy?"

"Ahem, girls should watch less movies!"

Lin Chuan laughed and ran away.

He is a long-term tenant in this community. He buys daily necessities in the store often and knows Lao Zhang and Xiao Zhang.

As for the landlord, Lao Zhang, his only job is to collect rent. He likes playing cards and mahjong, and often plays cards until midnight or even all night.

Sometimes he loses too much and has to raise the water and electricity bills.

Therefore, Lin Chuan had no psychological barriers to cheat Xiao Zhang with these two decks of playing cards and dice.

Lin Chuan was still thinking, should he play two rounds with Lao Zhang and win back all the rent?

No!

He would have to make him owe him a few years of rent.

Hahaha...

Lin Chuan returned to the rented house, which had one bedroom and one living room.

Last night's rain washed away the oppressive and heavy air.

Now, the morning sun was unhindered and broke into the room forcefully, almost filling up the entire small house.

Lin Chuan took a deep breath and took out the props.

Let's try rolling the dice first.

Find the dice cup, put three dice in it, and start shaking it.

The system rewarded the skill, but it was just a theory after all. We had to experiment to know if it was a real trick.

The dice cup, the crisp sound echoed in the cup.

Snap!

The dice cup fell.

"Leopard, open!"

Open the dice cup, 3 6 points!

Real leopard!

Come again!

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

After continuous practice, Lin Chuan shook the dice cup, and his hand almost left an afterimage in the sun.

Three 6s every time, leopard!

"I am indeed a genius of Qianmen!"

Lin Chuan showed eight teeth, reflecting in the sun.

Strike while the iron is hot, dice swindling is no problem, try poker swindling again.

Lin Chuan immediately took out the poker cards.

After being single for 24 years, his hand speed is really fast.

In Lin Chuan's hands, the brand new poker cards are handy, and he can get any cards he wants.

This skill is at least a few decades of Qianmen Zhengjiang!

"Master Dao, I have done it!"

"From now on, I am the king of the gambling table!"

"Hahaha!"

Lin Chuan was a little out of control, and his laughter filled the small house.

At this time.

Suddenly, a burst of very noisy sounds came from the community.

As a professional writer who failed in his career, Lin Chuan subconsciously walked to the window and looked down to capture the material in life.

On the ground, several police cars were placed in a mess.

A group of people lined up in a long queue, and were detained by police comrades in blue police uniforms and got into the police cars. Next to them were the spectators.

"What happened?"

Lin Chuan muttered curiously.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

Landlord Zhang!

His daughter Xiao Zhang kept wiping tears on the side.

Hiss!

Lin Chuan took a breath of cold air and understood what was going on.

Landlord Zhang and others were playing cards. They should have been arrested for gambling in a group.

Lin Chuan looked at the dice and playing cards in his hand, as if a basin of cold water was poured on his heart, making him feel cold.

Gambling?

This is not allowed!

Once you enter a casino, it's like entering a deep sea. The days ahead will be more and more uncertain.

Lin Chuan pursed his lips.

After careful consideration, he put away the playing cards and dice.

"Forget it, let's see if we like "The Con Man"?" Lin Chuan muttered.

Gambling is not the right path after all.

Writing a book is the ultimate destination!