Cai Gen listened there attentively, even playing cards much slower.
But after waiting for a long time, Gongkang Rui still had no information.
After playing two rounds of cards, Cai Gen couldn't bear it anymore.
"Brother Hui, I can follow your thinking.
You continue talking, what happens next?"
It happened to be Gong Kanghui's turn to draw the cards, and after rubbing them with his hands for a long time, he suddenly slapped the cards on the table and shouted excitedly.
"Then...
Then I went crazy.
Touch it yourself and it will become clear.
Just come up with a big one, please bear with me.
Fifty bells for each house, hurry up."
Cai Gen can understand that the benefits of mutual benefits have been touched.
He was completely beard, even Cai Gen could understand.
But what does it mean to have fifty bells per house?
When I was sitting just now, I didn’t ask, how big is this mahjong?
What kind of measurement unit is this sound?
Soon, Shuangqing and Gaiqiu were making samples for Cai Gen.
He raised his hand and started slapping himself in the mouth.
It's definitely not perfunctory, you can hear the sound every time.
The snapping sound was like applause.
A true interpretation of what it means to be able to sing even with a single palm, and what it means to be able to clap loudly with just one hand.
Cai Gen's mind went numb at that time.
These four guys were playing mahjong, and the bet was to slap themselves in the face.
So even if you win, what benefits will you get?
What’s the point?
Isn't this a typical thankless effort that harms others but does not benefit oneself?
Is it just to listen to the sound of the other party's mouth?
Isn’t it a bit abnormal?
In Cai Gen's mind, before he finished complaining, Suiren next to him began to pull at the corner of his clothes, then raised his hand to gesture and smacked his mouth.
"Hoho, hoho."
Others don’t understand, how could Cai Gen not understand?
Unexpectedly, Suiren's brand is good. He is willing to admit defeat. He has no idol baggage at all. He does not take Yan Emperor's identity seriously at all and is enjoying himself with the people.
But what he means is that you are the one who plays the cards and you are the one who wants to use your mouth. You, Cai Gen, must take the responsibility.
Cai Gen really wanted to raise his hand and slap Suirenshi, but after thinking for a long time, he still slapped him on his fat face.
Although I know that I am in a soul state now, in the space inside my body.
But that big slap on the face also hurts from the soul.
If it were a little gentler, Gong Kanghui would not be happy. Not only Gong Kanghui would not be happy, but the four people present would also be unhappy.
Especially Suiren, who kept standing next to her, making noises, as if Cai Gen had embarrassed him by cheating on her.
Four people supervised Cai Gen and helped him count. If he didn't make a sound, it wouldn't count.
Cai Gen is so frustrated.
If I had known it was just a slap in the face, I wouldn't have played at the table, and I wouldn't have gotten anything away if I won.
After finally drawing all fifty mouths, everyone started drawing cards again.
Cai Gen quickly stood up and said he didn't want to play anymore, and asked Suiren to continue playing.
But Suiren pressed Cai Gen firmly on the stool, as if picking his eyes next to Cai Gen was more enjoyable than playing by himself.
Cai Qiu may have been afraid that Cai Gen would run away, so he took over the topic of sharing Kanghui and continued to seduce Cai Gen.
"Cai Gen, just sit still, you won't be able to leave in the short term.
Where did you just say that?
By the way, the master locked two locks before leaving.
As for the starting point? He never said.
Anyway, it's definitely not for bad taste or disgusting people.
I guess that a world where supernatural beings exist is not conducive to building a perfect world, and will also affect the balance of the world.
Everyone is eager for quick success and quick profit, which is not fair and ununited for the group, and is especially detrimental to mental health.
Therefore, before the master left, he eliminated the conditions for the emergence of supernatural beings in the human world one by one.
Moreover, all the supernatural entities originally in the human world were dispatched to other dimensions.
For example, there are still some messy spaces above and below, or they have been exiled to the void.
Even if there are any remnants left in the human world, they are strictly restricted by various rules.
In fact, it is not accurate to say that there are two locks. It is more appropriate to say that there are three locks. The rules can be regarded as one lock.
Just like the Pro and Loki you know, if they do anything out of the ordinary, they will be immediately obliterated by the rules."
Cai Gen's face was already swollen and it hurt so much even if he tried to put on an expression. Hearing this, he had different opinions.
"Brother Qiu, don't you think this is wrong?
A while ago, the Tianhui did a lot of immoral things.
They are all unscrupulous and seem to have no rules or regulations.
Why, the rules of the God of Bitterness can only restrict organized gods like Proloki.
In other words, only those who follow the rules can be restricted, and those who don’t follow the rules can be free?
Can’t we restrict these reincarnations and things that come with their own plug-ins?”
After asking the question, it was Cai Gen's turn to play cards. As soon as he threw the cards out, Shuangqing pushed them away.
"Cai Gen, congratulations.
From now on, you will have a new title, super gunner, point gun expert.
But my Hu is small, yes, yes, forty rings, hurry up."
Cai Gen really wants to ask, how big is the fight? How to calculate the number?
Why is it that when the upper lip touches the lower lip, there are forty lips?
Before he could ask, Shuangqing started urging him.
"Just smoke it first, and I can answer your question just now.
As for those guys you meet who display supernatural powers in the human world.
It's not that the master's rules have changed.
But there is something wrong with the wheel of fortune that carries out punitive measures.
It's a bit laborious to operate on its own, so I don't have the energy to take care of these little shrimps.
They didn't just take advantage of it.
I remember the life wheel, when it was first established.
There was an unlucky guy who was born with great strength. He farted and made a hole in the ground.
It was directly judged as a supernatural being by the wheel of life, and was wiped out with a ray of death, not even a scum was left.
From this you can know how strict the rules were at that time.
Not only can you not become a spirit in the human world, you can't cultivate immortality, you can't practice cultivation, you can't even do hard qigong.
That era was quite boring.
It's not fantasy at all, nor any feudal superstition.
Everything is based on scientific laws, and anything that goes beyond common sense will be obliterated.
But later on, the project of educating the world did not go very smoothly.
There are also many problems with the operation of the wheel of fortune.
Whether it is its own wearing parts or its own fuel supply, it is almost meaningless.
So the rules gradually became less strict and I didn't care about them anymore.
Even if there are three locks, they are still not rigorous enough.
Those guys still thought of various ways, just like you said they brought in plug-ins."
After Shuangqing finished speaking, Cai Gen also finished licking his mouth, his teeth were bleeding, and his mouth looked a bit leaky.
I wanted to get up and stop playing mahjong again. It hurt too much to play mahjong.
But Gong Kanghui started Cai Gen's most curious topic.
The subtext is also very obvious, you play mahjong with us.
We will chat with you, and we will talk about what you want to talk about.
