If the hundred talismans in Gui Wujiu's hand are scattered into hundreds of pots, there will be a high probability of getting six or seven treasures in the end.
It's just that Gui Wujiu came to the lot drawing party to find something suitable for himself, and he was not doing business. He only had this thing in his mind, and the total value was not within his scope of consideration.
Now that you have made a decision, you should take action as soon as possible. If you wait until more than ten people have already cast their lot for this bottle, then if you place a heavy bet, you will still have more than a tenth chance of missing out on this bottle. Now most of them
When no one has finished looking at these 10,000 treasures, he grabs the first move. Unless the latecomers are extremely interested in this item, or deliberately cause trouble for themselves, they will not bet on it again.
After all, this account is obvious. One pot and one lot. Under normal circumstances, the probability of Chinese style is 1 in 15 or 16. But if you mix the water in the pot where ninety-seven lots have been placed, the probability of Chinese style is only 100%.
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After another half an hour, he finished looking at all the 10,000 treasures one by one. Gui Wujiu breathed a sigh of relief. His decisive strategy was indeed good. Among the remaining treasures, he did not find anything more suitable. Since
In this way, the three lucky charms in your hand are useless.
In a good mood, Gui Wujiu raised his hand and threw the talisman into the three jade pots very casually.
At this moment, a dramatic scene occurred. The copper stick that Gui Wujiu shot first shot out and fell into the mouth of the pot. A dense mass of ink fell towards the mouth of the pot.
Enter. Looking at the number of talismans, even if it is not as powerful as the ninety-seven that Gui Wujiu made before, it is not much different. I think there must be sixty or seventy.
A strange ripple of spiritual consciousness came, and after a pause of less than three or four breaths, another sign talisman apparently came out from the same direction. It fell into Gui Wu Guo's ninety-seven without any bias.
In the pot with the heavy bet.
Although the various seats in the Baizi Tu were separated into simple private rooms by screens, they were not kept secret. Gui Wujiu and the Renda knew each other's general location. This person behaved like this, as if he was a little angry.
Gui Wujiu didn't care about this little episode. If you were interested in a treasure, you should have done it earlier. Gui Wujiu threw the lot before that person, and it didn't mean that he deliberately caused trouble for him. You failed to throw it first.
It is unreasonable for that person to insist on stirring a lot in the pot that Gui Wujiu values to declare his rights.
But on the surface, everyone is absolutely free to throw lots, and no one else is allowed to interfere. So Guo Guo will naturally not argue with him.
Those with more talismans are more likely to make decisive moves, while those with fewer talismans are inevitably hesitant and indecisive. Anyway, the whole drawing process lasts for two hours, so there is plenty of time for people to choose carefully. After all, most people only
I have one or two lots in hand, but I am looking for someone to fish in troubled waters, and I am not interested in a certain fixed treasure.
Gui Wujiu left the table and wandered around the Hundred Pictures for several times until the time for free drawing of lots was over.
The whole process of drawing lots was unattended. Even after the pot was thrown, the process of final selection of candidates still relied on the treasure "Hundred Sons Picture" to be completed by itself.
At this time, each "Hundred Sons Picture" emits brilliance at the same time, like a hundred huge dye vats, instantly dyeing the hundreds of jade platforms on each picture into a dazzling red. Then it slowly soaks like blood and penetrates into the fish-shaped pot.
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After another moment, the red color in the jade platform and the pot suddenly disappeared, as if everything had returned to its original point. However, everyone present had a feeling that the red color did not really disappear, but condensed into something in the pot.
On a copper stick.
Sure enough, under the jade platform in the upper left corner of the first picture of the Hundred Sons, a dark light flickered from the mouth of the pot, and suddenly a red stick flew out. The red stick flew as fast as lightning towards a private room at the back of the southwest.
Many of the Jindan monks present were busy and busy, pointing and pointing, trying to identify which treasure was obtained by the monk in which seat. As for whether any of them had bad intentions, it was hard to say.
Gui Wujiu paid no attention to these trivial matters and only focused on the fish bottle in the second column that he had voted for with the number ninety-seven.
No matter how fast the red sticks were spit out from the mouth of the bottle, with almost every breath, more than ten copper sticks were shot out, heading straight for the lucky monk who had won the treasure. Only half a quarter of an hour later, Gui Wujiu's eyes were locked in the jade pot.
.A big red treasure-seeking lot jumped out like a fish leaping through a dragon's door, and went to Gui Wujiu's left hand direction.
It was a bit surprising that he was not to blame this time. He started very early. When most of the monks were still looking at the flowers and being dazzled by the dazzling array of treasures, he took the lead and bet ninety-seven lots. That fashion
No one threw a lot. And after he threw a lot, only the person who collided with his own lot threw a copper lot in retaliation.
One in ninety-eight. This person was actually a single lot, overwhelming the ninety-seven lots that were not to blame.
Gui Wujiu frowned. This obscure ball was actually a demon elixir that had not lost its vitality. For Gui Wujiu, this object might play a special role after he reaches the second level of spiritual form.
Purpose. Although this item is not the best choice, it is quite good as a substitute.
Although the land of Desolate Sea is remote, it is not a place where demons are active. This elixir was probably brought by monks from Pingzhou, west of Zhenzhou, close to Dinghe River. Although its value is not extremely high, it occupies a rare place. In the future
There may not be a suitable substitute for Pinzhen Hui Zheng Hui.
However, since you are unlucky, you are not to blame and don’t feel depressed. As long as you search carefully, you will always have a chance to find it. In case of misfortune, there is still one last step to take. You immediately stood up in your seat and turned around to leave.
At this moment, a red copper sign floated in front of him and fell gently. At the same time, an unfriendly spiritual aura came from the familiar direction.
It was a coincidence. I also reciprocated the courtesy and cut off the man's beard. That man's fifty or sixty talisman lost to a random throw of my own. This was really an unexpected surprise.
Since the treasures that the two of them had bet on have changed hands, the wisest thing to do is to exchange them and wait until nothing happens.
Gui Wujiu raised his head and looked up. The man in the private room jumped up and went straight to the jade platform where the demon pills were stored. There was no intention of exchanging talismans with Gui Wujiu. This man's face could not be seen clearly. He was wearing a uniform.
Wearing a very ordinary Tsing Yi, he wore a special indigo bamboo hat on his head. Although he said it was special, the hat was actually too big, probably only a few inches narrower than the cover of an oil-paper umbrella.
The returned red talisman also served as a lock and key. Except for the bamboo hat monk who "exchanged" the object of his choice with Gui Wujiu, the other people who had received the talisman also stepped forward to take away their own ones.
A treasure. I raised my signature and waved it gently towards the transparent light. The brilliance of the sanitation treasure disappeared immediately, and the treasure was immediately taken away.
Gui Wujiu also stepped forward and took out the treasure that the monk in the bamboo hat had placed a heavy bet on. The object was a dark piece and seemed to be the demonic bone of some demonic beast.
Gui Wujiu's posture was serious, but his eyelids suddenly twitched. Under the rule of Yu Xuanzong, someone actually wants to play this trick?