When Yuanjing and I were watching the "play", we were on the second floor platform, then on the first floor, and we came to the third floor.

As soon as I turned the stairs, it turned into another scene.

I had already opened my eyes. If it was an illusion, I could see through it at a glance.

But in front of you, it is not an illusion, but an extremely real residential building!

However, the interior wall is peeled and worn, and most of the window glass is broken.

Looking out, although it was pitch black, the wind swayed, and from time to time, a few drops of rain splashed in.

Jinghai said: "It is likely that this place was built before the collapse of the Bangziling. After the collapse, only half of the building was left outside. As for how to connect it with the ghost betting game below, it is probably half a magical craftsmanship and half a man-made one."

I nodded silently.

Walk forward and listen to the movement.

An old-fashioned residential building has only six apartments on the entire floor.

All doors are closed.

Walking from beginning to end, I didn't hear anything.

No!

The blind man said that the "female student" has a mahjong restaurant at home.

He should be playing mahjong now, why is there no sound?

I didn't dare to break through the door easily, so I had to ask about the situation through Yan Po's "communication network".

But after asking a few questions, there were only the responses from the few people downstairs just now.

Dou Dabao, the blind man, and Zang Zhiqiang... Where are they now?

Just as I was wondering whether to take other actions, suddenly, a door opened not far away in front of me.

Jinghai and I looked at each other and he walked over first.

Although the corridor was dim, with a little light, you could still see Jinghai was talking to the people in the door.

But less than four meters away, I couldn't even hear anything Jinghai said.

After about a minute, Jinghai walked in without waving to me.

I didn't dare to wait any longer, so I speeded up and ran forward.

The moment before the door was closed, I held the door leaf.

Without much effort, the door opened a little more.

There was no light on in the room, so I couldn't see what was there.

But behind the door was not Jinghai, but a white and miserable face with half length and half covered by hair, making it difficult to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

"Who are you looking for?" The white-faced man's voice was quite normal. He sounded like an older woman.

I asked, "Is this a mahjong hall?"

The other party nodded: "Yes, but there are many guests, so you have to wait."

"good."

I said yes, but I wondered in my heart that even if it was not a mahjong restaurant opened by people, there would not be only one table.

Not queuing up to shave your head, but you still have to wait?

"Then come in." The white-faced man gave to one side.

Where is Jinghai?

Why didn't you see the back of his head like a light bulb?

I walked in with thoughtful thoughts, and heard the sound of the door squeaking behind me, and instinctively looked back.

With just this glance, I almost jumped up in shock.

The door opens outward and closes inward.

When the white-faced man closed the door, he did not turn around.

However, I saw another paler face smiling at me!

This face is obviously a man's face, and partly covered by long hair, but the eyeballs in one eye socket emit a strange fluorescence.

Seeing his obvious false eye, I immediately thought to myself, "Did it."

This blind guy is probably already caught.

Because it cannot be a real eyeball, but a vaginal pupil.

I've seen this thing once; I've heard of it once.

The Korean restaurant owner once got one by chance, and later sold it to a shepherd at a high price he recognized.

I had worn the other one for a while, and later Duan Chengfeng handed it over to his son-in-law, Blind Liu.

More importantly, I still "know" the man's face in front of me.

He is the driver who drives Bus No. 11!

The driver did not turn around, but smiled at me with this man's face: "Let's go, the inner room."

Nonsense, there is no one else in the outer room except him and me, and even the old bald man in Jinghai is not here, why are you still here?

The driver pointed at a closed door next to him and signaled me to leave first.

I relied on the ten rounds of silent movement to protect my demon armor, and without thinking too much, I reached out to push the door.

Before my finger touched the door handle, the door opened from inside.

Seeing a blue face, I almost couldn't help but punch myself in the temple on the spot.

It’s not someone else who opens the door, nor is it a ghost.

He is actually blind!

I just thought he had just cut off contact with us because of some kind of power.

Now it seems that he not only lost his vagina, but also lost his three souls and seven spirits!

Now what I am in front of me is equivalent to a "walking zombie"!

"Come in." The blind man said expressionlessly.

I quickly glanced at his heavenly court and the middle position of man.

I calmed down a little.

He gambled all his soul, but fortunately, it didn't exceed a certain time limit and could be found.

The inner room is larger than the outside, which is the style of most old-fashioned buildings.

The room was not as dark as outside, and there was a red lantern hanging on the only mahjong table!

When I saw this lantern, I almost cursed on the spot.

blind!

It’s okay if you keep talking about the train, but if you don’t know, it’s wrong for you to pretend to understand!

I asked him more than once more, asking him whether he understood the rules of ghost gambling.

He has always taken a lot of money and said he understood it better than anyone else.

You know what a hair!

Green light ghost gambling, the loser is the weak energy, the more you lose, the stronger you will be!

Red Lantern Ghost Betting, the one who loses is Yang Fire. If you lose all the money, the fire will be extinguished and the person will be over!

It’s my fault, I’m still teaching you to lose in the ‘Communication Network’…

I……

What surprised me even more was more than that.

Jinghai, of course, came in too.

Now, I am sitting in a chair against the wall, lowering my head, not knowing what I am thinking.

I believe that with his teachings, he will not be confused about some tricks.

But at this moment, one of the people sitting at the card table was Dou Dabao!

He doesn't have to look at his cards at all. Just look at his face, and you know that at most one round of cards will end up with the blind man!

Although I couldn't see my face, I still recognized him as the old man who sat to the end as soon as I got on the bus.

The one on the left is dressed very strangely. In addition to being wrapped around the body like a rice dumpling, she actually wore a pair of colorful masks on her face.

I have never seen that mask before, so I can't describe it.

I just feel that it doesn't look like an evil ghost.

And the dress of the "Ma Friend" on the right really made me frightened.

She was wearing a bright red dress, long hair was draped over her shoulders, but there was a green silk flower on her head.

Just looking at her side face and figure, her appearance...at least at the level of a model.

Moreover, I don’t know if the lanterns are reflected, and her face is bright red. Compared to the others, she looks the most like a living person.

Before I came, I always thought that the Eight Immortals of Ghosts, almost the same as the Eight Immortals of Earth, were eight dead ghosts.

Now it seems that it is not just a mistake to think, but it is simply not a single guess.

Meng Jingpu passed, Zhong Kui passed, the big waves "submission", "water" and "soil" are not worth mentioning, and Yuanjing is almost bound to win...

But in such an environment, the fire evil that is covered with red and green is not only fatal.
Chapter completed!