Chapter 348
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Hearts are not like Qi Yifang, she didn't seem to be offended, on the contrary, she nodded lightly and introduced herself calmly: "I'm Hearts, your opponent in the last match, why don't you always remember My appearance?」
Spades watched Hearts calmly: "Because this is not your real face."
"I don't remember the false disguises presented to lure or satisfy a certain desire, because every time it is different, there is no need to remember."
After finishing speaking, Spade walked past the suddenly silent Heart, and said softly, "Excuse me, I'm going to watch the game."
At the moment when Spades walked past Hearts and was about to disappear into the barrier of the viewing pool, Hearts spoke abruptly, this time her voice was neither soft nor soft, but dignified: "There is someone like you , the people associated with spades and black whips are very important to me."
Hearts turned around, her face seemed to be changing, but it didn't seem to be there, wine red eyes with a kind of girlish sincerity, staring straight at Spades: "Your name, and the one on your body A black whip, do you remember where it came from?"
Spades paused: "I don't remember." After speaking, he walked out of the viewing pool.
Qi Yifang took a careful look at the embarrassingly silent Queen of Hearts, and then at Spades walking into the viewing pool: "Queen, are we going back?"
"No." Hearts raised her eyes, and she showed that kind of soft and charming eyes again, and she looked at the ornamental pool where Bai Liu was, "There are not only men who can whip in this game." One of spades."
"There is always one related to the person I am looking for."
In the ornamental pool.
Wang Shun was anxious like an ant on a hot pot: "The growth rate of the gambling pool has really dropped to 0! The growth rate of the fanatic lamb has doubled by six times!"
"Hey, don't worry, don't worry." Nishen pushed Wang Shun down calmly, with a smile on his face, "The fanatical lamb has invested a lot of money, and he is throwing a lot of money into the gambling pool. Five or six times is normal."
"But if you turn it up, it will be difficult to fill in the popularity!" Wang Shun was so anxious that he was about to sweat.
"No." Nishen raised his eyes and looked at the big screen. Just as he was about to take a bite, a spade sat down straight next to him, and he accepted his words calmly: "Trust Bai Liu, these people will Vote for him."
Nishen looked helplessly at the sudden spade: "Where did you go just now?"
"Meet a woman I don't know." Spades said concisely, but his eyes kept falling on the big screen, "Bai Liu, he will definitely gain many followers."
Spade's words were affirmative, and even Wang Shun, who had been anxious all the time, calmed down.
"Our gambling pool has increased." Mu Ke suddenly raised his head and looked at Nishen, "Someone has heavily invested in Bai Liu, a player in our gambling pool, with tens of millions of points. Is it you?"
Nishen raised his hands innocently: "No, I didn't make it in time."
Mu Ke looked at Spades again: "Is it you?"
Spades didn't care about his Muke at all, he was playing the board with his head down, and was clearing the points, and then he didn't have any emotion on his face, and chose Bai Liu, a tactician from the Wandering Circus, and then, he made a huge sum of money.
"Well, it's me now." Spade looked sideways at Mu Ke and replied flatly.
Muke: "..."
Ni Shen helplessly raised his forehead: "Did you invest in the huge position of tens of millions of points before Muke? You can't pretend to be someone if you invest now..."
"It's not Spades, and it's not Nishen. Who has such financial resources..." Wang Shun suddenly turned his head to look at Hearts, who was sitting far away in a small corner of the viewing pond, and cried out, "Queen!"
Hearts waved to Wang Shun with dimples like flowers, and she lazily pointed at her back.
The board is separated by many seats, and it looks blurry, but from the general structure, it is a gambling pool for betting on the board.
"It's the queen who has taken over Bai Liu!"
Wang Shun was dizzy after making large bets one after another, and he retorted in a dazed way: "Why does the queen want to bet heavily on Bailiu!?"
"Maybe he fell in love with Bai Liu?" Bai Yi boldly assumed, he took a sneak peek at Spades, "After all, it's time to say goodbye to the first spring and look for the second spring, and Bai Liu feels like the kind that Hearts like too Type, strong and capable of whipping."
Spade turned her head to look at Bai Yi expressionlessly: "She can't fall in love with Bai Liu, Bai Liu and I have already..."
Nishen covered Spade's mouth quickly with his eyes and hands, and raised his hand politely: "I think the point now is that the fanatical lambs are chasing positions, and they are placing bets."
Two consecutive heavy positions directly smashed the Wandering Circus to the fourth position, and the gap with the third-ranked Fanatic Lamb was about to narrow.
The faces of the people on the side of the fanatical lamb have already turned blue, but they have already smashed like this, and it is impossible to stop. Once they fall, they will definitely be backlashed, and they will be beaten back to their original shape when they speed up. Can keep chasing positions.
Ni Shen squinted his eyes, and said friendly and friendly: "What we have to do now is to keep adding thin lines to the betting pool, keeping the gap with the fanatical lambs constantly narrowing, but not surpassing them."
"Why can't you surpass them?" Bai Yi pursued curiously.
Liu Jiayi glanced at Nishen: "In order to hold the fanatical lambs, force them to keep adding positions, and drain the entire fanatic lamb guild. If they surpass the fanatical lambs, they will not continue to go in to keep the momentum that overwhelms us. Increased position."
Ni Shen let out a sigh, and squinted: "It's not trying to squeeze it out, I just hope they won't play this kind of heavy-duty game next time, it's quite unfriendly to ordinary audiences."
The next time I don't have the ability to play such a heavy game, it means that there are no points in the guild. Isn't this just draining...
Liu Jiayi turned her eyes away.
She felt that this Nishen seemed kind-hearted, but he was ruthless in his attacks, leaving no room for escape.
"The next thing is to see Bai Liu's performance." Ni Shen leaned back comfortably on the seat, raised his head and looked at the big screen, "As long as Bai Liu can turn the tables, there will be no more heavy positions for the fanatical lamb."
On the big screen, Bai Liu was pressing the neck of Mu Sicheng who was rushing towards him, and coldly stretched out his hand to let Mu Sicheng suck his anger.
The abnormal bluishness on Mu Sicheng's face gradually faded, and the movements of struggling and roaring ceased.
Bai Liu's face became even paler, and under the flickering candlelight, his blood vessels could almost show blue through the skin.
Mu Sicheng, who came back to his senses, panted heavily, knelt on the ground and vomited several mouthfuls of black water with a strong stench, wiped his mouth, and clenched his fists.
"... I have become a ghost, will I attack you who was sucked by me?" Mu Sicheng said in a hoarse voice, "Then you might as well treat me..."
"En." Bai Liu helped Mu Sicheng up, and lightly blocked Mu Sicheng's follow-up words, "So we need to find your body before that."
"...my corpse is probably on the other side of the bridge." Mu Sicheng looked towards the paper bridge which was getting closer and closer, with a solemn expression, "but there are so many dead ghosts on the bridge..."
There were white umbrellas on the bridge, and the women in white clothes were getting closer and closer to Bai Liu and the others. Mu Sicheng felt a heavy coolness emanating from these women.
These women were tall and slender, with their backs to Bai Liu, they walked on the bridge regularly, initially slowly, but the closer Bai Liu and the others walked, the speed of these women's walking became faster.
A few times, Mu Sicheng even felt that there were a few women looking at them through the umbrellas before jumping off, resentment and anticipation, staring at them, with a strange look on their faces, they went down the bridge for life jump to.
A fishy smell rose from Mu Sicheng's throat, and he felt an instinctive fear: "Didn't you say that there is no way to deal with the martyrdom ghost? How can we get there?"
Bai Liu glanced at Mu Sicheng: "This shouldn't be for me, it should be for you."
Mu Sicheng was dumbfounded: "Me?"
"Yes, because you have crossed the bridge once." Bai Liu said.
Mu Sicheng replied subconsciously: "That's because you taught me how to cross the ghost bridge! You let me cross the ghost bridge by holding my breath!"
Bai Liu shook her head slightly: "I did guess that there is a paper ghost bridge in the tomb for burial, and I told you that you can cross the ghost bridge while holding your breath. Bridge ghost, even if you hold your breath, you will still be followed."
Mu Sicheng asked: "What is follow-up?"
Bai Liu explained: "When you are on the bridge, the bridge ghost will think you are her husband, come to hold an umbrella for you, and follow you to escort you home. This is called following."
Mu Sicheng's back felt cold: "...What if she later finds out that I'm not her husband?"
Bai Liu's tone was calm: "If you were her real husband, she would go home with you under the umbrella, but if you were not, she would drag you and jump off the bridge with resentment and hatred. Bridge, die on the bridge with her."
"... Is it possible that the ghost who died on the bridge stayed on this bridge for a long time, forgot what his husband looked like, couldn't recognize if I was her husband, and never allowed me to cross the bridge in a fool's way?" Mu Si sincerely asked. Luckily.
Bai Liu vetoed it: "It's not possible. Ghosts recognize people by their yang qi rather than their appearance. Except for the [false amulet] that can change the yang qi of strangers, there is nothing that can deceive them."
"Then how did I get across the bridge?" Mu Sicheng was also confused, "I can't remember."
"Don't think about it." Bai Liu helped Mu Sicheng, and walked towards the paper bridge with a light expression, "Let's talk about it when we get on the bridge. You were able to cross the bridge last time, and you can do it this time."
Mu Sicheng was startled: "Why! Wouldn't the bridge ghost follow us?"
"Don't worry about them." Bai Liu frowned, "They won't be with us."
Mu Sicheng was full of doubts: "Why didn't you follow us? Didn't you say that any man with yang energy would be followed?"
"Because we don't deserve to be followed." Bai Liu looked at the Paper Taoist walking in front, "Their husbands are back."
"The real husband..." Mu Sicheng suddenly turned his head to look at the bridge, "You mean..."
Before Mu Sicheng finished speaking, a zombie who was being chased by the Paper Taoist in front of him jumped onto the bridge. The paper bridge was stepped on by the force of the zombie and shook slightly. The women stopped, turned around and walked towards the bridge.
Umbrellas covered the women's waists so that they couldn't see their faces clearly, only the hem of their clothes hanging down to the floor was kicked by the feet of small steps, revealing a pair of wrapped and deformed bodies, with their bones shrunk and crumpled into balls The little feet, or "three-inch golden lotus".
They walked quickly to the entrance of the zombie, lifted the umbrella slightly, and propped it up for the zombie. Following the jump of the zombie, the little feet moved and moved, ghostly walking deep and wandering, and the upper body holding the umbrella did not move at all.
Bai Liu looked at the weird scene where the women on the bridge came one by one to hold umbrellas for the zombies: "You said earlier that you vaguely remembered seeing paper figurines carrying incense burners on the bridge, so I guessed that you crossed the bridge with these paper figurines. You can successfully cross the bridge, if these ghosts who died on the bridge are not with you, that can only mean one thing."
"They followed someone else's body." Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng, "These zombies are their real husbands."
After a moment of sudden surprise, Mu Sicheng said angrily again: "You already knew that, didn't you! That's why you followed Paper Taoist directly!"
"Know it and don't say it! It's fun to scare me!" Mu Sicheng angrily condemned.
Bai Liu replied honestly: "Yes, I've scared people before, but I've never scared ghosts, it's really fun."
Ghost Mu Sicheng: "..."
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Hearts are not like Qi Yifang, she didn't seem to be offended, on the contrary, she nodded lightly and introduced herself calmly: "I'm Hearts, your opponent in the last match, why don't you always remember My appearance?」
Spades watched Hearts calmly: "Because this is not your real face."
"I don't remember the false disguises presented to lure or satisfy a certain desire, because every time it is different, there is no need to remember."
After finishing speaking, Spade walked past the suddenly silent Heart, and said softly, "Excuse me, I'm going to watch the game."
At the moment when Spades walked past Hearts and was about to disappear into the barrier of the viewing pool, Hearts spoke abruptly, this time her voice was neither soft nor soft, but dignified: "There is someone like you , the people associated with spades and black whips are very important to me."
Hearts turned around, her face seemed to be changing, but it didn't seem to be there, wine red eyes with a kind of girlish sincerity, staring straight at Spades: "Your name, and the one on your body A black whip, do you remember where it came from?"
Spades paused: "I don't remember." After speaking, he walked out of the viewing pool.
Qi Yifang took a careful look at the embarrassingly silent Queen of Hearts, and then at Spades walking into the viewing pool: "Queen, are we going back?"
"No." Hearts raised her eyes, and she showed that kind of soft and charming eyes again, and she looked at the ornamental pool where Bai Liu was, "There are not only men who can whip in this game." One of spades."
"There is always one related to the person I am looking for."
In the ornamental pool.
Wang Shun was anxious like an ant on a hot pot: "The growth rate of the gambling pool has really dropped to 0! The growth rate of the fanatic lamb has doubled by six times!"
"Hey, don't worry, don't worry." Nishen pushed Wang Shun down calmly, with a smile on his face, "The fanatical lamb has invested a lot of money, and he is throwing a lot of money into the gambling pool. Five or six times is normal."
"But if you turn it up, it will be difficult to fill in the popularity!" Wang Shun was so anxious that he was about to sweat.
"No." Nishen raised his eyes and looked at the big screen. Just as he was about to take a bite, a spade sat down straight next to him, and he accepted his words calmly: "Trust Bai Liu, these people will Vote for him."
Nishen looked helplessly at the sudden spade: "Where did you go just now?"
"Meet a woman I don't know." Spades said concisely, but his eyes kept falling on the big screen, "Bai Liu, he will definitely gain many followers."
Spade's words were affirmative, and even Wang Shun, who had been anxious all the time, calmed down.
"Our gambling pool has increased." Mu Ke suddenly raised his head and looked at Nishen, "Someone has heavily invested in Bai Liu, a player in our gambling pool, with tens of millions of points. Is it you?"
Nishen raised his hands innocently: "No, I didn't make it in time."
Mu Ke looked at Spades again: "Is it you?"
Spades didn't care about his Muke at all, he was playing the board with his head down, and was clearing the points, and then he didn't have any emotion on his face, and chose Bai Liu, a tactician from the Wandering Circus, and then, he made a huge sum of money.
"Well, it's me now." Spade looked sideways at Mu Ke and replied flatly.
Muke: "..."
Ni Shen helplessly raised his forehead: "Did you invest in the huge position of tens of millions of points before Muke? You can't pretend to be someone if you invest now..."
"It's not Spades, and it's not Nishen. Who has such financial resources..." Wang Shun suddenly turned his head to look at Hearts, who was sitting far away in a small corner of the viewing pond, and cried out, "Queen!"
Hearts waved to Wang Shun with dimples like flowers, and she lazily pointed at her back.
The board is separated by many seats, and it looks blurry, but from the general structure, it is a gambling pool for betting on the board.
"It's the queen who has taken over Bai Liu!"
Wang Shun was dizzy after making large bets one after another, and he retorted in a dazed way: "Why does the queen want to bet heavily on Bailiu!?"
"Maybe he fell in love with Bai Liu?" Bai Yi boldly assumed, he took a sneak peek at Spades, "After all, it's time to say goodbye to the first spring and look for the second spring, and Bai Liu feels like the kind that Hearts like too Type, strong and capable of whipping."
Spade turned her head to look at Bai Yi expressionlessly: "She can't fall in love with Bai Liu, Bai Liu and I have already..."
Nishen covered Spade's mouth quickly with his eyes and hands, and raised his hand politely: "I think the point now is that the fanatical lambs are chasing positions, and they are placing bets."
Two consecutive heavy positions directly smashed the Wandering Circus to the fourth position, and the gap with the third-ranked Fanatic Lamb was about to narrow.
The faces of the people on the side of the fanatical lamb have already turned blue, but they have already smashed like this, and it is impossible to stop. Once they fall, they will definitely be backlashed, and they will be beaten back to their original shape when they speed up. Can keep chasing positions.
Ni Shen squinted his eyes, and said friendly and friendly: "What we have to do now is to keep adding thin lines to the betting pool, keeping the gap with the fanatical lambs constantly narrowing, but not surpassing them."
"Why can't you surpass them?" Bai Yi pursued curiously.
Liu Jiayi glanced at Nishen: "In order to hold the fanatical lambs, force them to keep adding positions, and drain the entire fanatic lamb guild. If they surpass the fanatical lambs, they will not continue to go in to keep the momentum that overwhelms us. Increased position."
Ni Shen let out a sigh, and squinted: "It's not trying to squeeze it out, I just hope they won't play this kind of heavy-duty game next time, it's quite unfriendly to ordinary audiences."
The next time I don't have the ability to play such a heavy game, it means that there are no points in the guild. Isn't this just draining...
Liu Jiayi turned her eyes away.
She felt that this Nishen seemed kind-hearted, but he was ruthless in his attacks, leaving no room for escape.
"The next thing is to see Bai Liu's performance." Ni Shen leaned back comfortably on the seat, raised his head and looked at the big screen, "As long as Bai Liu can turn the tables, there will be no more heavy positions for the fanatical lamb."
On the big screen, Bai Liu was pressing the neck of Mu Sicheng who was rushing towards him, and coldly stretched out his hand to let Mu Sicheng suck his anger.
The abnormal bluishness on Mu Sicheng's face gradually faded, and the movements of struggling and roaring ceased.
Bai Liu's face became even paler, and under the flickering candlelight, his blood vessels could almost show blue through the skin.
Mu Sicheng, who came back to his senses, panted heavily, knelt on the ground and vomited several mouthfuls of black water with a strong stench, wiped his mouth, and clenched his fists.
"... I have become a ghost, will I attack you who was sucked by me?" Mu Sicheng said in a hoarse voice, "Then you might as well treat me..."
"En." Bai Liu helped Mu Sicheng up, and lightly blocked Mu Sicheng's follow-up words, "So we need to find your body before that."
"...my corpse is probably on the other side of the bridge." Mu Sicheng looked towards the paper bridge which was getting closer and closer, with a solemn expression, "but there are so many dead ghosts on the bridge..."
There were white umbrellas on the bridge, and the women in white clothes were getting closer and closer to Bai Liu and the others. Mu Sicheng felt a heavy coolness emanating from these women.
These women were tall and slender, with their backs to Bai Liu, they walked on the bridge regularly, initially slowly, but the closer Bai Liu and the others walked, the speed of these women's walking became faster.
A few times, Mu Sicheng even felt that there were a few women looking at them through the umbrellas before jumping off, resentment and anticipation, staring at them, with a strange look on their faces, they went down the bridge for life jump to.
A fishy smell rose from Mu Sicheng's throat, and he felt an instinctive fear: "Didn't you say that there is no way to deal with the martyrdom ghost? How can we get there?"
Bai Liu glanced at Mu Sicheng: "This shouldn't be for me, it should be for you."
Mu Sicheng was dumbfounded: "Me?"
"Yes, because you have crossed the bridge once." Bai Liu said.
Mu Sicheng replied subconsciously: "That's because you taught me how to cross the ghost bridge! You let me cross the ghost bridge by holding my breath!"
Bai Liu shook her head slightly: "I did guess that there is a paper ghost bridge in the tomb for burial, and I told you that you can cross the ghost bridge while holding your breath. Bridge ghost, even if you hold your breath, you will still be followed."
Mu Sicheng asked: "What is follow-up?"
Bai Liu explained: "When you are on the bridge, the bridge ghost will think you are her husband, come to hold an umbrella for you, and follow you to escort you home. This is called following."
Mu Sicheng's back felt cold: "...What if she later finds out that I'm not her husband?"
Bai Liu's tone was calm: "If you were her real husband, she would go home with you under the umbrella, but if you were not, she would drag you and jump off the bridge with resentment and hatred. Bridge, die on the bridge with her."
"... Is it possible that the ghost who died on the bridge stayed on this bridge for a long time, forgot what his husband looked like, couldn't recognize if I was her husband, and never allowed me to cross the bridge in a fool's way?" Mu Si sincerely asked. Luckily.
Bai Liu vetoed it: "It's not possible. Ghosts recognize people by their yang qi rather than their appearance. Except for the [false amulet] that can change the yang qi of strangers, there is nothing that can deceive them."
"Then how did I get across the bridge?" Mu Sicheng was also confused, "I can't remember."
"Don't think about it." Bai Liu helped Mu Sicheng, and walked towards the paper bridge with a light expression, "Let's talk about it when we get on the bridge. You were able to cross the bridge last time, and you can do it this time."
Mu Sicheng was startled: "Why! Wouldn't the bridge ghost follow us?"
"Don't worry about them." Bai Liu frowned, "They won't be with us."
Mu Sicheng was full of doubts: "Why didn't you follow us? Didn't you say that any man with yang energy would be followed?"
"Because we don't deserve to be followed." Bai Liu looked at the Paper Taoist walking in front, "Their husbands are back."
"The real husband..." Mu Sicheng suddenly turned his head to look at the bridge, "You mean..."
Before Mu Sicheng finished speaking, a zombie who was being chased by the Paper Taoist in front of him jumped onto the bridge. The paper bridge was stepped on by the force of the zombie and shook slightly. The women stopped, turned around and walked towards the bridge.
Umbrellas covered the women's waists so that they couldn't see their faces clearly, only the hem of their clothes hanging down to the floor was kicked by the feet of small steps, revealing a pair of wrapped and deformed bodies, with their bones shrunk and crumpled into balls The little feet, or "three-inch golden lotus".
They walked quickly to the entrance of the zombie, lifted the umbrella slightly, and propped it up for the zombie. Following the jump of the zombie, the little feet moved and moved, ghostly walking deep and wandering, and the upper body holding the umbrella did not move at all.
Bai Liu looked at the weird scene where the women on the bridge came one by one to hold umbrellas for the zombies: "You said earlier that you vaguely remembered seeing paper figurines carrying incense burners on the bridge, so I guessed that you crossed the bridge with these paper figurines. You can successfully cross the bridge, if these ghosts who died on the bridge are not with you, that can only mean one thing."
"They followed someone else's body." Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng, "These zombies are their real husbands."
After a moment of sudden surprise, Mu Sicheng said angrily again: "You already knew that, didn't you! That's why you followed Paper Taoist directly!"
"Know it and don't say it! It's fun to scare me!" Mu Sicheng angrily condemned.
Bai Liu replied honestly: "Yes, I've scared people before, but I've never scared ghosts, it's really fun."
Ghost Mu Sicheng: "..."
Hearts are not like Qi Yifang, she didn't seem to be offended, on the contrary, she nodded lightly and introduced herself calmly: "I'm Hearts, your opponent in the last match, why don't you always remember My appearance? Spades watched Hearts calmly: "Because this is not your real face." "I don't remember the false disguises presented to lure or satisfy a certain desire, because every time it is different, there is no need to remember." After finishing speaking, Spade walked past the suddenly silent Heart, and said softly, "Excuse me, I'm going to watch the game." At the moment when Spades walked past Hearts and was about to disappear into the barrier of the viewing pool, Hearts spoke abruptly, this time her voice was neither soft nor soft, but dignified: "There is someone like you , the people associated with spades and black whips are very important to me." Hearts turned around, her face seemed to be changing, but it didn't seem to be there, wine red eyes with a kind of girlish sincerity, staring straight at Spades: "Your name, and the one on your body A black whip, do you remember where it came from?" Spades paused: "I don't remember." After speaking, he walked out of the viewing pool. Qi Yifang took a careful look at the embarrassingly silent Queen of Hearts, and then at Spades walking into the viewing pool: "Queen, are we going back?" "No." Hearts raised her eyes, and she showed that kind of soft and charming eyes again, and she looked at the ornamental pool where Bai Liu was, "There are not only men who can whip in this game." One of spades." "There is always one related to the person I am looking for." In the ornamental pool. Wang Shun was anxious like an ant on a hot pot: "The growth rate of the gambling pool has really dropped to 0! The growth rate of the fanatic lamb has doubled by six times!" "Hey, don't worry, don't worry." Nishen pushed Wang Shun down calmly, with a smile on his face, "The fanatical lamb has invested a lot of money, and he is throwing a lot of money into the gambling pool. Five or six times is normal." "But if you turn it up, it will be difficult to fill in the popularity!" Wang Shun was so anxious that he was about to sweat. "No." Nishen raised his eyes and looked at the big screen. Just as he was about to take a bite, a spade sat down straight next to him, and he accepted his words calmly: "Trust Bai Liu, these people will Vote for him." Nishen looked helplessly at the sudden spade: "Where did you go just now?" "Meet a woman I don't know." Spades said concisely, but his eyes kept falling on the big screen, "Bai Liu, he will definitely gain many followers." Spade's words were affirmative, and even Wang Shun, who had been anxious all the time, calmed down. "Our gambling pool has increased." Mu Ke suddenly raised his head and looked at Nishen, "Someone has heavily invested in Bai Liu, a player in our gambling pool, with tens of millions of points. Is it you?" Nishen raised his hands innocently: "No, I didn't make it in time." Mu Ke looked at Spades again: "Is it you?" Spades didn't care about his Muke at all, he was playing the board with his head down, and was clearing the points, and then he didn't have any emotion on his face, and chose Bai Liu, a tactician from the Wandering Circus, and then, he made a huge sum of money. "Well, it's me now." Spade looked sideways at Mu Ke and replied flatly. Muke: "..." Ni Shen helplessly raised his forehead: "Did you invest in the huge position of tens of millions of points before Muke? You can't pretend to be someone if you invest now..." "It's not Spades, and it's not Nishen. Who has such financial resources..." Wang Shun suddenly turned his head to look at Hearts, who was sitting far away in a small corner of the viewing pond, and cried out, "Queen!" Hearts waved to Wang Shun with dimples like flowers, and she lazily pointed at her back. The board is separated by many seats, and it looks blurry, but from the general structure, it is a gambling pool for betting on the board. "It's the queen who has taken over Bai Liu!" Wang Shun was dizzy after making large bets one after another, and he retorted in a dazed way: "Why does the queen want to bet heavily on Bailiu!?" "Maybe he fell in love with Bai Liu?" Bai Yi boldly assumed, he took a sneak peek at Spades, "After all, it's time to say goodbye to the first spring and look for the second spring, and Bai Liu feels like the kind that Hearts like too Type, strong and capable of whipping." Spade turned her head to look at Bai Yi expressionlessly: "She can't fall in love with Bai Liu, Bai Liu and I have already..." Nishen covered Spade's mouth quickly with his eyes and hands, and raised his hand politely: "I think the point now is that the fanatical lambs are chasing positions, and they are placing bets." Two consecutive heavy positions directly smashed the Wandering Circus to the fourth position, and the gap with the third-ranked Fanatic Lamb was about to narrow. The faces of the people on the side of the fanatical lamb have already turned blue, but they have already smashed like this, and it is impossible to stop. Once they fall, they will definitely be backlashed, and they will be beaten back to their original shape when they speed up. Can keep chasing positions. Ni Shen squinted his eyes, and said friendly and friendly: "What we have to do now is to keep adding thin lines to the betting pool, keeping the gap with the fanatical lambs constantly narrowing, but not surpassing them." "Why can't you surpass them?" Bai Yi pursued curiously. Liu Jiayi glanced at Nishen: "In order to hold the fanatical lambs, force them to keep adding positions, and drain the entire fanatic lamb guild. If they surpass the fanatical lambs, they will not continue to go in to keep the momentum that overwhelms us. Increased position." Ni Shen let out a sigh, and squinted: "It's not trying to squeeze it out, I just hope they won't play this kind of heavy-duty game next time, it's quite unfriendly to ordinary audiences." The next time I don't have the ability to play such a heavy game, it means that there are no points in the guild. Isn't this just draining... Liu Jiayi turned her eyes away. She felt that this Nishen seemed kind-hearted, but he was ruthless in his attacks, leaving no room for escape. "The next thing is to see Bai Liu's performance." Ni Shen leaned back comfortably on the seat, raised his head and looked at the big screen, "As long as Bai Liu can turn the tables, there will be no more heavy positions for the fanatical lamb." On the big screen, Bai Liu was pressing the neck of Mu Sicheng who was rushing towards him, and coldly stretched out his hand to let Mu Sicheng suck his anger. The abnormal bluishness on Mu Sicheng's face gradually faded, and the movements of struggling and roaring ceased. Bai Liu's face became even paler, and under the flickering candlelight, his blood vessels could almost show blue through the skin. Mu Sicheng, who came back to his senses, panted heavily, knelt on the ground and vomited several mouthfuls of black water with a strong stench, wiped his mouth, and clenched his fists. "... I have become a ghost, will I attack you who was sucked by me?" Mu Sicheng said in a hoarse voice, "Then you might as well treat me..." "En." Bai Liu helped Mu Sicheng up, and lightly blocked Mu Sicheng's follow-up words, "So we need to find your body before that." "...my corpse is probably on the other side of the bridge." Mu Sicheng looked towards the paper bridge which was getting closer and closer, with a solemn expression, "but there are so many dead ghosts on the bridge..." There were white umbrellas on the bridge, and the women in white clothes were getting closer and closer to Bai Liu and the others. Mu Sicheng felt a heavy coolness emanating from these women. These women were tall and slender, with their backs to Bai Liu, they walked on the bridge regularly, initially slowly, but the closer Bai Liu and the others walked, the speed of these women's walking became faster. A few times, Mu Sicheng even felt that there were a few women looking at them through the umbrellas before jumping off, resentment and anticipation, staring at them, with a strange look on their faces, they went down the bridge for life jump to. A fishy smell rose from Mu Sicheng's throat, and he felt an instinctive fear: "Didn't you say that there is no way to deal with the martyrdom ghost? How can we get there?" Bai Liu glanced at Mu Sicheng: "This shouldn't be for me, it should be for you." Mu Sicheng was dumbfounded: "Me?" "Yes, because you have crossed the bridge once." Bai Liu said. Mu Sicheng replied subconsciously: "That's because you taught me how to cross the ghost bridge! You let me cross the ghost bridge by holding my breath!" Bai Liu shook her head slightly: "I did guess that there is a paper ghost bridge in the tomb for burial, and I told you that you can cross the ghost bridge while holding your breath. Bridge ghost, even if you hold your breath, you will still be followed." Mu Sicheng asked: "What is follow-up?" Bai Liu explained: "When you are on the bridge, the bridge ghost will think you are her husband, come to hold an umbrella for you, and follow you to escort you home. This is called following." Mu Sicheng's back felt cold: "...What if she later finds out that I'm not her husband?" Bai Liu's tone was calm: "If you were her real husband, she would go home with you under the umbrella, but if you were not, she would drag you and jump off the bridge with resentment and hatred. Bridge, die on the bridge with her." "... Is it possible that the ghost who died on the bridge stayed on this bridge for a long time, forgot what his husband looked like, couldn't recognize if I was her husband, and never allowed me to cross the bridge in a fool's way?" Mu Si sincerely asked. Luckily. Bai Liu vetoed it: "It's not possible. Ghosts recognize people by their yang qi rather than their appearance. Except for the false amulet that can change the yang qi of strangers, there is nothing that can deceive them." "Then how did I get across the bridge?" Mu Sicheng was also confused, "I can't remember." "Don't think about it." Bai Liu helped Mu Sicheng, and walked towards the paper bridge with a light expression, "Let's talk about it when we get on the bridge. You were able to cross the bridge last time, and you can do it this time." Mu Sicheng was startled: "Why! Wouldn't the bridge ghost follow us?" "Don't worry about them." Bai Liu frowned, "They won't be with us." Mu Sicheng was full of doubts: "Why didn't you follow us? Didn't you say that any man with yang energy would be followed?" "Because we don't deserve to be followed." Bai Liu looked at the Paper Taoist walking in front, "Their husbands are back." "The real husband..." Mu Sicheng suddenly turned his head to look at the bridge, "You mean..." Before Mu Sicheng finished speaking, a zombie who was being chased by the Paper Taoist in front of him jumped onto the bridge. The paper bridge was stepped on by the force of the zombie and shook slightly. The women stopped, turned around and walked towards the bridge. Umbrellas covered the women's waists so that they couldn't see their faces clearly, only the hem of their clothes hanging down to the floor was kicked by the feet of small steps, revealing a pair of wrapped and deformed bodies, with their bones shrunk and crumpled into balls The little feet, or "three-inch golden lotus". They walked quickly to the entrance of the zombie, lifted the umbrella slightly, and propped it up for the zombie. Following the jump of the zombie, the little feet moved and moved, ghostly walking deep and wandering, and the upper body holding the umbrella did not move at all. Bai Liu looked at the weird scene where the women on the bridge came one by one to hold umbrellas for the zombies: "You said earlier that you vaguely remembered seeing paper figurines carrying incense burners on the bridge, so I guessed that you crossed the bridge with these paper figurines. You can successfully cross the bridge, if these ghosts who died on the bridge are not with you, that can only mean one thing." "They followed someone else's body." Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng, "These zombies are their real husbands." After a moment of sudden surprise, Mu Sicheng said angrily again: "You already knew that, didn't you! That's why you followed Paper Taoist directly!" "Know it and don't say it! It's fun to scare me!" Mu Sicheng angrily condemned. Bai Liu replied honestly: "Yes, I've scared people before, but I've never scared ghosts, it's really fun." Ghost Mu Sicheng: "..."
