"That boy, I'm totally crazy!"

"Just now, I saw him selling magic weapons with his own eyes, and there were many other things, and he broke the pot and sold the money, and took them all to gambling medicine."

"I asked those shopkeepers, and there were two thousand in total, that's twenty thousand!"

When the Eighth Mountain Lord came back, he started talking around.

In a short while, the news spread.

Hearing this news, all the medicinal farmers were shocked.

Twenty thousand yuan, that's not a small amount!

"It's so crazy! I'm even selling the money, and it's just going to be bankrupt!"

"Not saved! Nothing saved!"

They knew that this kid was stupid, but they didn't expect that he was so stupid that he smashed so much at once.

In the gambling industry, the more you lose, the more you lose.

"This kid, what's wrong with doing, he insists on betting! He deserves it!"

They looked towards the direction of the Ninth Mountain and were all gloating.

When they have nothing to do, they will gather in front of the Ninth Mountain, look at the halfway mountain, and point fingers.

"He didn't go down the mountain today!"

"Hey! He must be crying! He's almost crying! In those two thousand, sixty of them can live, I... I'll eat this stone tablet!"

The Seventh Mountain Lord, an uncle in his fifties, pointed at the stone tablet in front of the mountain.

"Sixty? Haha! What a joke, if I can live fifty, I will...I will go to Dajing City and run naked for three laps."

The Sixth Mountain Lord, a fat man in his forties, raised his hand to the sky and said like a slander.

The group of people laughed and began to swear.

Some people eat dirt, some eat grass, and even some even cursed to go to ****, one is more cruel than the other.

However, they all looked relaxed because they knew that it was impossible.

Generally speaking, one or two seeds can only survive for a hundred seeds, and those two thousand are twenty to forty.

If you want to reach fifty or sixty, you need to be lucky.

That silly boy, can you be so lucky?

The group of people were having fun, and suddenly, a figure walked down from the Ninth Mountain.

"Hey, boy, how many have you lived?"

"Speak up and make us happy!"

A group of people burst into laughter.

Tang Hao glanced at them, grinned slightly, and smiled: "Do you want to know so much?"

"Of course!"

Everyone responded, feeling a little strange. Why can this kid laugh? Shouldn't he cry at this time?

"I'll go sell it now. I want to know, come with me!"

Tang Hao said lightly and passed through the crowd.

"Ah! By the way, I heard all the swear you made just now!"

After walking a few steps, Tang Hao turned around, smiled at them, and then turned around and walked away.

"No! Something is wrong!"

"Why is this kid so calm?"

A group of people stood there in a daze.

"Let's go! Follow up and take a look!"

They hurriedly followed.

On the way, they encountered medicinal farmers from several other places.

"Lao Wang, Lao Liu, what are you doing?"

"Hi! That's the best one to sell medicine!" said a group of medicine farmers in Jinxia Mountain.

After that incident spread, the boy became the best in their eyes.

I rented the Ninth Mountain and sold the money to gambling medicine. It's not the best one.

The medicinal farmers were stunned, and then excited.

"Haha! How can you not call me such a good thing? Let's go together!"

They all joined the team happily.

They like to watch this kind of excitement the most.

Some even called their friends and the team grew stronger in an instant.

Some even used jade talismans to send the message out.

In a blink of an eye, the whole mountain of medicinal farmers knew about this and rushed to see the fun.

In this way, Tang Hao led the way, followed by a group of medicinal farmers coming from all directions, and walked towards Dajing City in a mighty manner.

When he arrived at the street of medicinal herbs, he walked into Hu Ji.

When the old shopkeeper saw him, he was stunned, "Boy, are you here to sell seedlings? How many have you lived?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a group of people hula-shaped up at the door.

"Damn! What's this for?"

The old shopkeeper was surprised.

"Shopkeeper Hu, we are watching the fun!"

"Old Hu, we are betting how many kids can support?"

A group of people shouted with a smile.

The old shopkeeper laughed and shook his head.

He walked out from behind the counter and said to Tang Hao: "Take out the seedlings! I'll test them first. Don't worry, they are all based on the market price, and they are always there."

He didn't greet the waiter beside him. There were only thirty or forty plants at most, which was very simple.

Tang Hao said oh, then squatted down and started to pick up seedlings.

The old shopkeeper stroked his beard and said angrily: "Young man, if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer a great loss! You have to remember this lesson. Don't bet next time. How many of them will you live this time? Are there any thirty ones?"

As he said that, he looked down and was stunned.

There were obviously more than thirty seedlings on the ground, and the boy was still taking them out.

However, he was not too surprised, it was normal.

"Well! Normally, usually thirty or forty, and more than forty, it would be very difficult!"

The old shopkeeper stroked his beard and said with a smile indifferently.

But as he smiled, his face froze.

The boy kept moving, holding one by one, and in a blink of an eye, there were more than forty plants.

He grabbed his right hand on his beard and froze there, his face flushed a little.

He just said that it was not easy for over forty, but this kid slapped him in the face, which was so embarrassing!

Outside, the crowd was also a little turbulent.

"Fuck! It's over forty! It's forty-five, it's forty-six!"

"Damn! It won't be fifty!"

Many people's faces turned green, and they all swear, especially the fat man in the Sixth Mountain, who agreed to go naked after being over fifty.

"No! No!"

The fat man was anxious.

But Tang Hao still kept on.

Amid the uproar, I broke through fifty.

"I-Fuck!"

The fat man cursed, extremely depressed.

Others were laughing and gloating.

"I told you to blow so much, just like me, I'd better be 60." The Seventh Mountain Lord laughed.

He felt that he was too wise and leaving a line for himself in everything was what a smart person did.

But after a while, he couldn't laugh anymore. It was already fifty-five and the boy hadn't stopped yet.

How is this... possible?

In the crowd, the laughter gradually disappeared, and the expressions of everyone gradually became a little dull.

The boy was still rushing out, over sixty, and heading for seventy.

A group of medicinal farmers in Jinxia Mountain have all turned green.

They never expected that this kid was so lucky.

When gambling drugs, nine out of ten gambling lose, all those who lose are lost. Only a small number of lucky people can make a profit. If you want to make a big profit, you will be lucky.

Generally speaking, if you can get half of your book with such a big deal, it will burn incense.
Chapter completed!