Chapter seven hundred and nineteenth win money and lose life
Watching dozens of ghosts sitting together playing mahjong in front of me.
Those who smoke smoke, those who pick their feet.
He was also shouting about five and six.
The scene was just like the scene in a mahjong parlor in the market.
At the same time, Lao Mofuer said to me:
"It's cleaner here..."
I said "hmm" and understood what he meant.
These ghosts are all wandering ghosts, and they have no evil or grudges.
If there is no evil and resentment, there will be no evil and evil ghosts.
As long as there are no evil spirits, the threat to us is not too high.
At the same time, the white-faced male ghost walked in.
Still smiling:
"Boy, my Lucky Mahjong parlor is open a little off.
But make friends with gamblers all over the world.
There are both big and small, and all kinds of gambling methods can be satisfied.
Here is Baccarat, Push Pai Gow, Cow Bull, here is dice size, fried golden flowers, etc.
And I don’t know if Xiao Wu told you two.
As long as a new customer comes to the store, my Lucky Mahjong Club will cover the first ten games in full!
Children and old men are innocent, and everything will be arranged properly.
The most important thing is that there are people up there and it’s safe..."
Introduction of the white-faced male ghost smiling.
Wu Jing was already so frightened that he was shaking violently.
Cold sweat broke out one drop after another, and his eyes were filled with fear and panic.
Lao Mo and I seemed very calm.
Lao Mo said nothing.
I opened my mouth and said:
"Boss, can you show us around first?"
The white-faced male ghost smiled and was extremely enthusiastic:
"Of course!
Everyone who comes to my lucky mahjong parlor is a guest.
Come, please..."
After that, he took us to the room on the left.
Here are the baccarat and pai gow tables.
The white-faced male ghost enthusiastically introduces:
"The bets here are worth at least one thousand each time..."
With that said, he started to introduce the details.
I don't know much about gambling, nor do I have any interest in it. In fact, I didn't listen carefully.
The main thing is to take a look at the general situation in this underworld building and whether there are any threats to our existence among these ghosts.
After looking at the gaming tables in the room on the left, we were taken to the room on the right.
Here is fried gold flowers, and the dice are big and small.
There were ten people gathered around each table.
Lao Mo and I glanced around and both set our sights on a gambling table in Fried Gold Flower.
Not that gambling is so exciting.
But we saw a living person on this table.
He is a young man, in his twenties.
Now he stood up, with a cigarette in his mouth, feeling proud of the spring breeze, and was dealing cards.
He also muttered:
"This one makes everyone bored!
The more bored you are, the more you win.
You see, I have won so much!"
Lao Mo and I looked at each other.
I didn't expect that besides Wu Jing, there would be people gambling here.
But from the look of that man, he was pretty lucky and had won a lot of money in front of him.
It looked like there were tens of thousands of them.
But Lao Mo and I took a quick look and found that he was the only living person at this table, and the other nine were ghosts.
Although those ghosts all lost money, they were all smiling and not angry at all.
Keep opening your mouth and drinking:
"Good luck bro!"
"Brother, this old man will keep you company for ten days!"
"Brother, you've already been famous for ten times, so it's time for us to be famous, right?"
"..."
While the ghosts were talking, they would inhale at the man from time to time.
With each puff, the color of the young man dealing the cards faded.
But he didn't know it at all.
The money he won was all in exchange for his own life.
If he doesn't have enough lives, he won't be able to win any money...
The white-faced man saw me and Lao Mo staring at the fried golden flower table.
Then he continued:
"Boy, this side is a little smaller.
The minimum bet is one hundred yuan each time.
Do you want to go up and give it a try?"
This time I didn't answer.
Lao Mo said in a deep voice:
"Don't panic, let's go upstairs and have a look."
The white-faced male ghost was stunned for a moment, but he wasn't angry, and he didn't mind us being in trouble.
Still smiling:
"Okay, there are private rooms upstairs.
If you two gamblers want to see it, I will take you two up to have a look. This way, please!"
After saying that, he turned around and left the room.
I took one last look at the young man who dealt the cards, and he was still shouting excitedly, asking the nine ghosts at the same table to bet boring cards with him.
But he couldn't tell that every time those ghosts threw money, they would take a breath of his spirit.
Although there are no evil spirits in this ghost nest.
But in fact, the ghosts here are crueler and more sinister than the evil ghosts.
Use money to buy longevity, kill people invisible, and avoid karma and evil debts.
The gamblers who come here don't know it.
After going down there, I'm afraid I won't be able to find a place to redress my grievances...
This kind of gambling and longevity mahjong parlor must not be allowed to exist.
Let’s explore again and fully grasp the information in this underworld building.
Then we have a showdown with this white-faced man.
What's the best way to negotiate? If we can't reach an agreement, don't blame us for being rude.
I thought to myself and had already made up my mind.
Soon, we went to the second floor.
There are ten private rooms on the second floor.
But in the gambling house, there are only six rooms.
The rooms all have windows that open to the corridor, so we can see what's going on inside as we pass by.
When Lao Mo and I passed by those six rooms.
I found that there were living people in every room.
There are those who play mahjong, those who play Landlord, and those who play long cards.
See here.
The white-faced male ghost spoke again:
"Two gamblers, you have finished visiting.
Don’t know what you want to bet on?”
"Boss, isn't there a third floor?"
I asked.
The white-faced male ghost looked kind:
"The third floor is the tea room and financial room, which are not open to the public."
I nodded.
Now, Lao Mo and I basically have a grasp of the situation in the Hades Tower.
So the next step is to talk to the ghost boss.
So, just listen to me continue to speak:
"Boss, my brothers are coming over tonight and want to bet with you."
The white-faced male ghost was stunned:
"Bet with me?"
Lao Mo nodded:
"Yes, I'll bet with you.
I wonder if the boss dares to have a table with us?"
The white-faced male ghost still kept smiling.
But this time, he looked me and Lao Mo up and down.
Finally, his eyes narrowed again:
"Hahaha, what am I afraid of?
It was actually Xiao Wu who invited me to bet with me.
Presumably, there must be some means in terms of gambling skills.
Okay, then I will join you.
Open a table..."
ps: If you don’t want to read enough, I would like to recommend to you the excellent book "The Borrower" written by my friend Miao Qimiao. Miao has been involved in suspense for many years.