[Tomb BG] The wind comes to Wushan

, then I decided to play, red three hundred.You decide the molecule, lad. "

"Wait, what's a molecule."

The yellow-haired smoked impatiently, and maliciously puffed a cloud of mist in my direction: "Is there a mistake, I don't know what a molecule is...it's money, money, do you understand? "

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I really shouldn't be naive.

In this era, there are really not many pure and honest people like me who go out to play cards without making money, but the elements proposed by Huang Mao are not too many - at least one yuan per game - and it is within the range I can accept: big Gambling hurts the body, but it's fun to gamble.

but.

I really shouldn't be naive.In other words, I don't know enough about my poker skills.

Fighting landlords, I lose, fighting fifty K, I lose, fighting flesh and blood, I still lose.When my wallet was so deflated that it could no longer be deflated, they proposed to panic again.Well, then panic, in order not to get seasick, go all out.When the card was dealt to my hand, I looked at it with anxiety, hey, it's a rare good card! "I'll pay 20 yuan!" I patted the ticket on the bed.

"Yo yo yo, come on, I thought you would only pay ten yuan in your life." Huang Mao snorted disdainfully, and he took out two bills from the thick stack of banknotes piled up beside him. Ten yuan, "Follow."

The aunt seemed to be hesitant about this plate, her eyes swept back and forth on our faces, finally sighed, and also took out the money: "I will follow."

I suppressed the joy of finally having a "bundle harvest", and drew out the heart soldier I thought I needed the least to pass on to the next family, but suddenly a hand came from behind me, drew the Queen of Plum Blossoms, and threw it directly to Huang hair.

"Eh? Zhang Qiling, what are you doing?" The person who took away my card was actually the great god who I dare not even get angry with.

Huang Mao didn't take the card thrown by Zhang Qiling for a long time: "It doesn't seem to be in compliance with the rules, I say brother. If you want to play, we can add a slot for you at any time."

To my surprise, after a moment of silence, Zhang Qiling actually said: "Okay."

... Is this, is this the world I know?Could it be that I have actually died in the chest of the sea monkey, and all of this is my hallucination before I die?

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After a few rounds, an extremely strange phenomenon appeared in the poker field: no one dared to win before Zhang Qiling.

This point also starts with the playing method of flustered cards: flustered is a game suitable for three to five people to play together. The cards are composed of flower cards and ghost cards. The required cards are passed to the next player, and the cycle is repeated until the last player's cards are all of the same kind of flower cards (job cards).The winner needs to slap his right hand on the table, and the other players need to react quickly and slap their right hands on the back of the winner's hand. No.3 needs to pay the winner's own numerator in the game, and the unlucky ghost who reacts the slowest needs to pay twice the number of the winner's own numerator in the game.

I am often No.4.Well, it sounds miserable, but compared to the winners other than Zhang Qiling, my misery is really... nothing.

The right hands of Huangmao and Auntie, who were lucky enough to be No.1, were red, swollen and trembling. As the second child of ten thousand years, Zhang Qiling, his speed, accuracy and strength were almost as good as when I took a slipper to slap a cockroach.Those two's hands were not photographed with fractures, it was because Zhang Dashen was merciful.

After going back and forth, no one dares to be No.1.There was a delicate atmosphere on the playing field, and it seemed that only Zhang Qiling was out of this atmosphere.Hey, obviously he is the culprit, okay?

What the hell is this person thinking? He is sleeping soundly, yet he wants to play cards with us and make such a scene.While muttering in my heart dissatisfied, I took the card passed by my aunt.

Eh eh eh eh?She passed me a King of Clubs?

I looked at the king and the big ghost in my hands, and it took me a long time to realize, eh, I won?I struggled for a while, then raised my eyes and glanced at Zhang Qiling cautiously, hey, this guy happened to be looking at me too, hurry up and spread the "light" radio wave.Guessing that after he received it, I took a deep breath and slapped my paw on the bed!

But this time Zhang Qiling didn't clap his hands up. Could it be that my poor eyesight spread the wrong message?Huangmao and the aunt reacted quickly, and patted the back of my hand hastily.Hey, our lives are really miserable, either I lose money or Zhang Qiling loses money, it seems that we don't even have one percent of the soul of Que Sheng.

Just as I was sighing, Zhang Qiling slowly raised his hand——

Wait, wait, what do you want to do?

When his right hand was raised, it was in slow motion, but when it was filmed, it accelerated and accelerated again. At the very moment, Huang Mao and the aunt withdrew their hands with their extraordinary reflexes, and the shocking and weeping ghosts and gods A palm of dejection and ecstasy slapped directly on the back of my hand.

I am in ecstasy.real.

Tears came down all at once—this is not an exaggeration.

"Molecule, two copies." I heard Zhang Qiling calmly say to the terrified duo.

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After my palm was completely softened—yes, it was softened, not swollen, because that unconscionable guy Zhang Qiling didn't know the severity of his attack when he saw that I was a zongzi. The metacarpal bones shattered immediately—Huang Mao, who was already red-eyed from gambling, uneasy but unwilling, proposed a duel with Zhang Qiling to draw a joke card.

Drawing jokers is a kind of poker game that seems to rely on luck but is actually completely won by psychological warfare.This is especially the case when two people draw a joker card. Knowing that the joker card is in the opponent's hand, it is very difficult to judge the card draw based on the opponent's voice, demeanor and actions.I used to play this with Xie Yuchen often, and the stakes were much higher than now (basically he unilaterally canceled my debts), but I really never won once.

When the number of cards in the opponent's and my hands is getting less and less, I will always be unable to withstand the pressure, and then I will retreat in his calm smile - just like Huangmao now.

Of course, Zhang Qiling will obviously not show Xie Yuchen's smile, he will just look at Huangmao expressionlessly, and when his hand reaches for a card, he will say indifferently: "This is the king (that of Zhang Shushu) I don’t think people in that era have learned such a fashionable word as ghost cards, I understand)”, Huang Mao stretched out another card, and he said with an extremely believable expression: “This is also the king”, Huang Mao wanted to take it away Every card in Zhang Qiling's mouth is a joker.

Huang Mao was dumbfounded, he gritted his teeth and slapped it cruelly, and then his face suddenly became bitterer than bitter melon.

When it was Zhang Qiling's turn to draw cards, this guy actually wanted to do the same: "This, this one is a ghost..."

"...I'm not afraid of ghosts." The card was taken away with a swish.

They kept betting and calling, but until the last pair was thrown down, the ghost cards never returned to Zhang Qiling's hand.He frowned slightly and looked at Huang Mao a few more times, then threw the pile of small denomination banknotes on the bed onto my pillow, and with his hands propped up, he climbed onto his own bed. "Those two people made a cage to lie to you, can't you see it?" Zhang Qiling pulled the blanket after throwing down these words, turned his whole body to the inside, and began to sleep in his deep sleep again.

When he said this, his voice was not low. I turned my head and glanced at Auntie and Huang Mao. They immediately turned their faces away and left one after another with random excuses.

They really lied to me... Well, I'm stupid and slow.

Now the person who played cards with me walks and sleeps, and the only thing that can distract me is gone. In order not to fall back into the miserable situation of marrying a trash can, I found a way for myself A new "job":

count money.

For a poor ghost like me, the happiest thing in the world is to have money.So even though the bills being counted were all small denominations, I still counted them one by one with great enthusiasm.I counted them over and over many times until I became sleepy, and then I carefully stuffed them back into my wallet.

I put a new photo in my wallet: we took it in a fruit market in Hainan.

Zhang Qiling, who was forcibly dragged here to take a photo, sat on an upside-down bamboo fruit basket with a cold face. As the left guardian, I held two unpeeled red sugarcane pieces pretending to be nunchucks, and the right guardian Wu Xie held two Standing obliquely behind him is a yellow waist awn made into a peach heart shape. The funniest thing is the fat man standing right behind Zhang Qiling. He holds a coconut in each hand on his chest. We jokingly call it "free blue background".

We developed four photos in total, one for each person. Zhang Qiling didn't intend to take it, but the fat man stuffed it directly into his wallet.By the way, a little thing happened here: there was a photo in Zhang Qiling's wallet, and the fat man bluffed when he saw it, "Oh, so you like foreign girls!" I couldn't hold back any longer, so I hurried over to look at it, and while looking at it, I was commenting on the girl in the photo with the fat man.

I couldn't help laughing, but Zhang Qiling was even more straightforward. He didn't explain anything, just took back his wallet silently, tore up the photo of the foreign girl without even looking at it, and replaced it with the photo of the four of us. photo.He was fine, but Fatty and Wu Xie began to feel uneasy.

"Did we go too far?" Wu Xie scratched her head and said with a bad face.

The fat man nodded solemnly: "You