Son of the Bone

Jiang Yanzhi blinked his eyes, and Qi Lin next to him shouted very cooperatively: "Hey, this is the Nine Lotus Lantern!"

Jiang Jue counted the money and took the time to take a look. He glanced at the traces of his mother's pretentious performance, but didn't point out a word.

The situation began to reverse in the last short twenty minutes.

It was Qi Lin who made the most money.

No matter what cards Qi Lin can get, Jiang Huang next to him can always feed accurately, ensuring that no matter how bad his luck is, he can win in the end.

Qi Lin thought to himself that this was the first time he had used a cheating device, and he had truly experienced the thrill of playing a 3-minute hand, and he could get whatever he wanted.

Obviously Jiang Huang sat in his upper house, and he couldn't see the suit of the bamboo card in his hand at all. It was as if he had opened perspective glasses, and the whole process was seamlessly connected.

The old man next to him was furious, and while pouring goji berries and soaking chrysanthemums, he tried his best to win back all the money he had lost crazily.

Bai played tepidly with the cards over there, won a little and then lost a little, and kept the full 500 yuan until the end.

On the other side, Jiang Jue was still observing Qin Yizhu.

He controlled his luck, used the wrong cards at the right time, and even consciously split the suits of his own cards to ensure that he would not win immediately.

It was already the third day, but the former homeroom teacher and acting teacher was sitting opposite me, like a stranger, making it impossible to pay attention for a few seconds.

She is neither a patient nor a gambler, but an indifferent and numb attitude that is very close to a bystander.

For the sake of paddling, if you play Werewolf, you may be the first to be out.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jue suddenly thought for a moment, if there was a werewolf kill tomorrow, it might be difficult to control the situation.

He knows the nature of his parents best.

To play the game is to win - play less emotional cards and relationship cards, which is a respect for the game itself.

"I'm not playing anymore - I'm not playing anymore! I really lost everything!" Yao Tu stood up abruptly and looked at Qi Lin rather rudely: "Are you out of the question? Why are you so quiet at the front?" , win so much later?!"

Qi Lin was stunned for a few seconds, thinking to himself who is the cheater, haven't you figured it out yet?

"That's what's wrong with you," the old man held his only 200 yuan and said earnestly, "You can afford to lose no matter what you play."

"Why, old Yao is so unlucky?" Jiao Fu was fixing his lipstick in front of the small mirror, pursed his lips and said, "How much does he have left?"

"I don't have any money left! You lend me some - give me another one at the end! If you win, I will find a chance to pay you back twice!" Yao Tu anxiously said: "It's only the third day, I can't leave!"

But he blatantly begged around, but no one was willing to borrow money.

As soon as the two hours are up, one person starts to pick up the money from one person.

Originally, each person got 1000 yuan each, but in the end, some people lost nothing, while others held more than [-] yuan in their hands.

When they heard that Qi Lin was the one who made the most money today, many people looked enviously.

"Xiao Qi is Huoer." Bai Ping patted him on the shoulder, showing a longing expression: "If I can be as lucky as you, I have to go to Las Vegas to play for a month before I come back."

Jiang Jue also seemed to be at the poker table for the first time, and nodded in agreement: "It must be the place where you sit with good feng shui."

Pretend, you two continue to pretend.

Yao Tu was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger, and finally went back to the second floor to pack his luggage, cursing.

While everyone went back to their rooms to rest, Qi Lin dragged Jiang Jue back to the bedroom, closed and locked the door in one go.

Someone blinked: "It's not easy to handle in broad daylight."

"No——" Qi Lin paused for a moment: "I'll study about prostitution in the daytime and so on later. How did you come up with the secret vote result?"

Lin Jiuguang and Uncle Yu really did it out of your own hands?

"Because they don't use their brains." Jiang Jue sat on the bed, holding three small dice in his hand: "I act like it?"

"But why did you drive out your own people first..." Qi Lin was still quite puzzled.

"Lin Jiuguang is the first one, because he still has to go back to take the mid-term exam, and he hasn't finished his Mid-Autumn Festival essay yet." Jiang said unhurriedly: "Uncle Yu wants to go home to see his daughter, so he must be the second one."

He wanted to get his own mother out, and he really wanted to see her reaction.

Go early and go late, it's easier to compete with outsiders in the finals.

A system like secret ballots will collapse sooner or later, and it won't last long.

The longer it lasts, the deeper the level of infighting and mutual suspicion.

Jiang Jue wanted to tease his mother. It was fine for her to go home early to rest and go for a walk to get some fresh air.

Who knew that she would be picked on when she came up, it really didn't give her any face.

In fact, logically, Jiang Jue should go, because he broke the rules on the surface.

But Jiang Yanzhi guessed that there would be infighting, and directly tore apart the paper balls one by one when piercing them. As a result, everyone was arguing in a mess, and no one had time to take care of Jiang Jue.

Qi Lin continued to play the rhythm, everyone should have decided to go to Jiangjue when they regained consciousness, and went to play mahjong together again.

No matter what the final losers are fighting for, they will be labeled as "unable to lose". As long as someone stirs up the muddy water, things cannot be resolved by rationality and logic.

Jiang Jue got up and took a small paper cup, clasped the three dice, lowered his eyes and smiled, "I'll show you a little show."

He was shaking his wrist very regularly on the desk, and the dice in the cup were also colliding with each other to make a dull sound.

When the paper cup was uncovered again, the three dice stood upright in a neat row, with three sixes facing Qi Lin's face.

"Is this what you learned when you were acting in a drama?"

"Of course not." Jiang Jue said slowly, "My dad knew how to play it when he was studying abroad. Regardless of domestic and foreign countries, many bartenders can play this game."

Qi Lin leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth, and with a flick of his fingertips, he unbuttoned the second button of his shirt.

"...Do you want to play something more exciting?"

Fourth day.

No one wants to play mahjong anymore, Qi Lin made a new suggestion——

Monopoly.

"Just treat it as a vacation, and the results will be released sooner, so that everyone can relax—every 50 yuan on hand can be exchanged for [-] tokens in the game."

He seems to have adapted to the role of the leader.

They obviously trusted him too.

Qi Lin seems to be quite reliable - the characters he plays are all decent, and as a young man, he looks clean and tidy, speaks in an orderly manner, and does not take sides with anyone, and he smiles with a green and shy smile.

Such a cute young man should not lie.

So drama actor Peng Weirong was out.

He was obviously quite unwilling, and even made a fuss before leaving, but everyone just coaxed him symbolically.

Don't come if you can't afford it.

Only Qi Lin would notice that when the couple rolled the dice, they really avoided all the danger points with precision.

It is a pity that I am playing the card version, if the computer version is not convenient for the black box.

On the fifth day, there were only nine people left in the arena.

Qin Yizhu, a professor of the theater at that time, Mr. Han, an old TV drama actor, Jiao Fu, a host, Xiaomi, a small flower in TV dramas, and Yuan Yuan, a big flower girl in movies.

Everyone is very refined, and their vigilance is getting higher and higher.

If they are not convinced that they are out of the game based on their ability, the power will be shaken.

Qi Lin has completely entered the role.

Jiang Jue went out to join the show, and when he returned to his room, he would leave the show. After the result was voted on, he would concentrate on fitness and writing the script, and he would not accept anyone's visits to make friends.

But Qi Lin didn't dare to let go, he began to think about more confusing content.

Such as werewolf killing.

One god, three wolves, three villagers, and two gods.

Slaughtering the gods is not a victory, either the villagers cast away the werewolf, or the werewolf kills all the villagers.

He cleverly excluded himself from the game, avoiding all possibilities of elimination.

"Let's win two out of three rounds," Qin Yizhu said suddenly, "You and I take turns being gods."

Qi Lin froze for a moment, then nodded.

In the first round, Tong Yuan, Jiang Yanzhi, and Qin Yizhu were wolves.

The one who killed on the first night was Bai Ping.

As soon as Jiang Yanzhi pointed at him, the other two women immediately understood, without any other communication at all.

The witch was Jiang Jue, who was desperate to save her, so she blindly poisoned Jiang Yanzhi with medicine.

Qi Lin, who witnessed a family killing each other, had nothing to say.

...All right, as long as the three of you are happy.

At daybreak, only Jiang Jue was left alive in the family. Qin Yizhu raised his eyebrows and began to analyze the situation clearly.

The old man who was in charge of being a prophet hadn't mastered the rules yet, and Jiang Jue was the one who checked on the first night. When he saw Qin Yizhu come out, he didn't realize what was going on for a long time.

However, there were seven people on the field, one prophet, and it seemed that except for the prophet, everyone else had their eyes open and began to tear up in a bloody storm.

Bai Ping originally wanted to have a good time, but who knew that at the beginning, his wife and children made a concerted effort to trick him out, and he was bored reading the newspaper beside him, shaking the paper loudly.

In the second round, the host was changed to be the god, and the old man finally understood the rules completely.

"All of you look very upright," Han Zhong laughed angrily: "You really dare to say anything when acting!"

When the three wolves opened their eyes at night, their joy was in vain.

Yo, the whole family is neat and tidy.

Qi Lin originally wanted to escape from the game, but was dragged in by force and assigned the role of a villager.

When he opened his eyes, he was completely confused.

No one seems like a good person.

And he already has an instinctive fear of Jiang Bai's family - if he is a witch, he really wants to divide the medicine into three parts, and it is best for everyone to pour it together.

Jiang Jue chose to kill himself.

And the witch really saved him.

"I'm a prophet." Jiang Jue said without changing his face: "I tested Qi Lin yesterday, and he is a wolf."

Qin Yizhu silently graded him beside him.

The tone is firm, the breathing is steady, and the lines are very solid.

For the first time, Qi Lin felt that this game was particularly anti-human.

He tried to justify: "I'm a villager, I'm not a wolf—"

That seems a little too weak.

Jiang Yanzhi silently scored by the side.

I still need to make up more acting lessons for the kid.

Pretend to be innocent, even the tone of voice is wrong, the more you wash it, the darker it becomes.

The true prophet, Qin Yizhu, tested the senior sister Jiang Yanzhi, and he was sure of everything.

However, the real god's eyes are as bright as a torch, and it can't stop the six real and fake villagers from fighting each other. The old man is conceited and can see it this time, but he listens to everyone who speaks and thinks it makes sense, so he simply abstained.

The three wolves hid among the humans and worked together to kill Qin Yizhu.

Qi Lin was at a loss for words, and then was voted out by the remaining two of his own people.

Very poor gaming experience.

In the third game, Qin Yizhu became the god, and Qi Lin got the wolf card.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Jue, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after a long absence.

Great, no need to die.

However, Jiang Jue pointed at him and told him to kill himself.

The witch chose not to save her.

So a certain unlucky werewolf fell silently on the first night, werewolf -1.

When Jiang Jue spoke, his expression was obviously quite calm.

"I'm a prophet, and it was Qi Lin who tested last night."

"He's a good guy."

Qi Lin rested his chin on the side, and had completely given up resisting.

You say yes.