Blind box game.

The winner of the previous round is disqualified from the game this round.

Three people were drawn on the field, and only the fat man got the good stuff.

"Listen to me, take the box in the third row or the fifth column, it will definitely contain good stuff." The fat man kept telling Ji Xiaojun in his ear, for fear that he would make his own decision.

"How do you know which one has the prize? The box contains a small array, which cannot be seen through by those with high-level mental powers. Besides, you are not a spiritual master, so how do you know which one has good things?" Ji Xiaojun didn't believe what the fat man said and retorted.

"Forget it if you don't believe it, don't regret it." The fat man crossed his arms and said no more.

The game continues and the winner is soon decided.

Ji Xiaojun.

Ji Xiaojun looked at his right hand. He just played the game without using his brain at all and relied entirely on luck. He didn't expect to win in the end.

It's his turn to get the prize.

The boxes are the same size and have the same pattern.

He knew that his grandfather would not be stingy. Since it was a gift, there must be very precious little items in the box.

But the chances of winning are definitely not high.

There are a total of 36 boxes placed on the long table. They are all of the same specifications and materials. They are placed quietly and there is nothing wrong with them from the outside.

Ji Xiaojun raised his head slightly and counted silently. His eyes fell on the box in the third row and fifth column.

"Tch, I don't want to believe him."

Then, Ji Xiaojun chose the box next to the target box, which was the box in the third row and sixth column.

When the blind box is opened, it is a well-made card.

"Xiaojun, what did you draw?" Sister Ji Xiaoyue asked curiously.

"No, it's nothing."

"What are you hiding, something shameful?" Ji Xiaoyue teased.

Everyone knew that Ji Xiaojun had some objections to them and did not continue to ask what was hidden in the blind box he opened.

The game continues.

...

Five minutes later, the game entered the fifth round.

The winner is Heilan.

The handsome guy in a blue suit stood up, walked to the blind box table, and actually chose the one that the fat man asked Xiaojun to choose just now.

When he came back, he looked at the fat man provocatively.

"Heilan, what good stuff is in that box?"

As a member of the mystery-hunting team, everyone has experienced Fatty's good luck. But Heilan, the newly added non-staff member, doesn't know that.

He went to open the box because he wanted to take a good look at the fat man.

result.....

There was a delicate white porcelain bottle in the box. In the bottle, a finger-sized aqua blue ball lay quietly. Hei Lan took out the ball, put it in the palm of his hand, and observed it through the light.

"What a beautiful little thing, what is this?"

In the small ball, the water ripples and shines with amazing beauty.

Ji Xiaoyue and Ji Xiaojun, who knew the details of this thing, held their breath.

Especially Ji Xiaojun, who stood up with a red face, ignored the etiquette, rushed directly to Heilan, pointed at the aqua blue ball in his hand, and roared: "How did grandpa put this thing into the blind box? No, this is

Our Shui family's treasure cannot be given away."

After saying that, he reached out and grabbed it.

Heilan moved very quickly. Looking at his posture, the ball was definitely a good thing. How could anyone take it back?

"What are you doing? You've given me something and you still deny it?" Heilan replied angrily.

"Xiaojun, don't be rash." Ji Xiaoyue also recognized the treasure, but the item was chosen by her grandfather himself. It was not done by someone else, so it would never go wrong.

Second senior sister Shui Danzhi had already come over and grabbed hold of the furious Ji Xiaojun.

He said in a stern tone: "Grandpa put it there with his own hands. Don't make a fuss. This is unbecoming and unethical."

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It’s the Shui family tradition.”

"Come back here."

Shui Danzhi is still quite authoritative in the Shui family. Ji Xiaojun's anger has not gone away, but his actions have stopped.

Hei Xianxian came over with a curious look on her face and asked them: "What is this little water polo? You are so precious."

Shui Danzhi's voice was not loud, and everyone in the yard heard it, "It's called Lan Yun Pill. It's a medicine that a great master of our Shui family took a long time to refine. There are only 3 pills in one furnace, and this one is

Last."

She took a deep breath and continued to add: "Below the Underworld Ruins, you can advance one level at will, without any barriers."

"What?"

"Gosh!"

There was a gasp of cold air in the yard, and the members of the mystery hunting team stood up one after another.

Now it's a big deal. Shui Xiong's beard is really cool. He took out this unique treasure and put it in a blind box for the juniors to draw a lottery for.

It’s incredible to think about it.

"Will such a good drug have any side effects?" Heiyuan was still very clever in seeing the problem and went straight to the point.

"Yes, taking Lanyun Pills has serious side effects, but it doesn't affect a certain type of people." Shui Danzhi looked at Heilan and thought about how this good thing happened to you.

if......

She suddenly looked at the fat man with a regretful look on his face, and probably guessed the twists and turns behind this incident.

The prerequisites for taking Lan Yun Pill are strict, and 90% of spiritual cultivation cannot be easily touched, but one type of people can use it with confidence and boldness, and that is those who have good luck.

"Forget it, I'll give it back to you. A gentleman is not guilty, but I understand why he is guilty of carrying a jade." Although he was deeply reluctant to part with it, Heilan decided to return this treasure.

He was just an entourage who came to Qingzhou to play with the Guizhou team. He couldn't bear to get such a treasure for nothing.

Heilan put the pills back into the white porcelain bottle and gave them to Ji Xiaoyue first. She pushed them away and then gave them to Ji Xiaojun.

"Here, I'll give it back to you."

Ji Xiaojun was speechless for a moment. He looked at the white porcelain bottle in his hand and fell into deep thought. He was inexplicably shocked.

"No, a gift is a gift. If you give it away, there is no reason to get it back." Ji Xiaoyue said loudly, then snatched the white porcelain bottle from her brother's hand and stuffed it back into Heilan's hand.

The hot potato is back in his hand, and Heilan's heart is filled with ten thousand alpacas.

Don't tempt me... he wailed in his heart.

After a pause to put his turbulent emotions under control, Heilan came up with an idea: "Well... I think this thing should have a target."

Everyone turned to look at him.

"You just heard that it was Huo Fan who strongly recommended the blind box with the coordinates. People were asked to choose it. I chose it because I wanted to slap him in the face. Do you think the original target of Lord Watergate was Huo Fan?"

Huo Fan scratched the back of his head in embarrassment after being named.

Heiyuan, who was sitting next to him, smiled lightly and asked his friend: "Then you drew the blind box in the first round, why didn't you choose it?"

"I..." The fat man felt frightened when everyone saw him. He laughed twice to cover up his embarrassment: "The one I drew in the first round was also a good one."

Everyone was left speechless.

A fat man blessed with good fortune is so enviable.

Heilan walked up to the fat man, gave him the white porcelain bottle, and said with a heartfelt tone: "Originally, I didn't plan to smoke it. Anyway, with your luck, you will probably win in the next round. Sooner or later, this thing will

In your hands."

The fat man stood there, not knowing what to say.

In fact, when he won the first round, he wanted to choose this blind box, but his intuition told him that there was something better in the other box.

"By the way, what did you draw in the first round?" Heilan asked curiously.

The fat man put an exquisitely made card

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He took out the film and did not read the contents. He only said one sentence: "Master Shuimen gave me a piece of information about the Hong family's heritage."

"I see."

Everyone had nothing to say. From Fatty's point of view, the information about the Hong family's heritage was definitely more valuable than the Lan Yun Pill.
To be continued...