"I...my name is Li Tingting."

The speaker was the girl sitting on the left side of the Fool. Under the dim light, her anxious expression could be clearly seen.

"magician."

On Li Tingting's left hand, a creature with a beak mask, either human or treacherous, said that its voice was different from that of the Fool's old one, and was clear.

"Outlaws"

Zhang San looked to his left at the creature still wearing the beak mask, and to his right at the magician, and held back these words for a while.

The creature sitting on his left with a crimson beak mask laughed, "Haha, outlaw? That's a good name. My name is Queen."

Different from the previous Ergui's voice, the queen's voice is thinner and more feminine.

"Haha, yes. My name is King."

The king sitting on Wen Ning's right let out a deep laugh. The dark blue bird's beak mask reflected the swaying fire shadow of the kerosene lamp, which looked particularly strange.

"It's your turn, little friend."

Wen Ning, who was about to speak, politely responded to the king's reminder, "Thank you for reminding me. My surname is Wen and my name is Toni."

Zhang San leaned back suddenly when he heard the familiar tone, looked behind the king and queen, and saw Wen Ning's beautiful profile through the faint kerosene lamp, and felt very excited.

Wen Ning saw his movements out of the corner of his eye and turned his head and smiled at him.

"pope."

"Wang Jianjun"

"Evil ghost."

"Hey, it's finally my turn?"

Compared to the previous few people who introduced me in a normal manner, the other one made a lot of noise.

He put his feet down on the table, looked at everyone present with a smile on his face, and said: "The city of killing, Zhu Buping."

ohhh!

Wen Ning applauded in her heart and said that Cao Cao has arrived.

However, are all the people in this guild like this? What they say seems to have a strong sense of chuunibyou.

"Haha, now that everyone knows each other, let me introduce the content of the Black Crow Round Table Storytelling Meeting."

The Fool took out a ten-inch hourglass from his wide sleeve and pushed it to the middle of the round table.

"The Black Crow Roundtable Story Club features story solitaire. There are five rounds in total. Each round has a short story. Each person has solitaire three times. Each person's solitaire story should not exceed one hourglass time. If all members complete three solitaires, they can enter the next round. Everyone

Do you have any questions? Let’s start without us..."

"some!"

Wen Ning raised her hands obediently, "If one person does not use up one hourglass, the next person will count as one hourglass or half an hourglass."

The Fool, who was symbolically asking about the process, did not expect that someone would actually ask the question. He was about to turn the hourglass with his finger, and stuttered in reply: "Of course...it is based on half a cup."

"But this would conflict with your rules, wouldn't it? If you are such a big story guild and you still do something like this, we won't be able to play anymore."

Wen Ning stood up from his seat and continued under the attention of all the players: "In my opinion, the White Magpie next door is better. I want to send a message to everyone that your story is a scam. Don't

Come!"

She made a show of taking out her mobile phone and sliding her thumb wildly on the screen, the 24 keys making a crackling sound.

Feeling depressed, the Fool took his fingers away from the hourglass and put his hands into his cuffs without saying a word.

Cold light quietly emerged from the Fool's sleeves. Just as Zhang Sang was about to speak out, the Fool was faster than him.

Clang——

Another hourglass was buckled on the table by the Fool, and he said in a dull tone: "There is another hourglass here, count it as one hourglass, don't go to White Magpie, don't spread rumors."

"OK."

Wen Ning seemed to be convinced and sat down again.

A message popped up in her smile game app.

[Zhang San: Sister Ning, how do you know there is a white magpie next door]

[Wen Ning: I don’t know, it’s just nonsense. He is a serious businessman and he hates his customers visiting other stores.]

Zhang San put away his phone, glanced at Wen Ning, and posted another slumped emoji.

Wen Ning responded with a cute picture and calmly put away her phone.

When the two chatted briefly, the Fool announced that the story solitaire was officially started, starting with the king and going counterclockwise.

"Then let me begin. The beginning of the story: You were setting up a stall under an overpass, and someone threw a mobile phone into your stall. Okay, let me invite the next person."

Wen Ning, who was sitting next to the king, had a barrage of question marks floating in his head.

Wait, that's fine.

She straightened her body and was about to continue the story when the scene in front of her began to distort. When she came to her senses, she was already on the Tianma Street overpass.

[The story solitaire has been opened, please continue to write the story immersively, Xiaowei is here to wish you a happy experience. 】

Is this even acting?

It turns out that immersiveness refers to this!

Wen Ning was speechless but followed the plot and squatted next to a red cloth filled with cell phone stickers.

This squat lasted for an hour, and Wen Ning's legs were numb from squatting. There was no one who had lost his mobile phone. Wen Ning was bored and took out his mobile phone to play games.

At this time, a blond man wearing a tuxedo, a black hat, and a mustache walked to the stall on his low heels.

Wen Ning was at a critical moment in the game, and when he saw the figure, he didn't show any concern. He just said perfunctorily: "The tempered film is ten yuan a piece, it comes with stickers and no bubbles. If it's not good, there's no charge!"

The man didn't reply but bent down to the top of Wen Ning's head. His eyes and the corners of his mouth formed a crescent shape at the same time. He threw a black mobile phone casually in front of the stall.

Sweat broke out from Wen Ning's palms. She didn't know how long she would have to watch this trick, so she could only pretend not to notice anyone and continue playing the game.

He stared at Wen Ning for a long time. When he saw that she was still addicted to playing games, his smile faded and he stepped on his low-heeled shoes and left.

Not long after he left, Wen Ning quickly cut out the game interface and put her phone back into her pocket. She quickly rubbed her body with her hands and picked up the black phone on the ground.

Her story about Solitaire begins here.

Wen Ning picked up her cell phone and walked forward quickly in the spirit of picking up gold.

Her behavior complied with the king's wishes, and the king was very satisfied.

In the story, Wen Ning felt the yin energy coming from her mobile phone, pretended not to see the stone and tripped to the ground, throwing the mobile phone in her hand.

Seeing the busy highway, Wen Ning lay on the ground and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

That's it, hurry up, a car will come over and run over the phone.

The phone did not go as she expected, because Wen Ning forgot to restrain her strength when throwing it out, and the phone fell into the sewer due to inertia.

Wen Ning pretended to be surprised and thought: There is no difference between breaking it and dropping it. Fortunately, the one that fell was not the He Muyou River God.

Suddenly, bubbles of dirty water bubbled up in the sewer.

A wisp of green smoke curled up, and along with a ray of golden light, a river god appeared in front of Wen Ning.

o(￣┰￣*)ゞ

Wen Ning was injured internally, why did the River God come out of the smelly ditch?

Doesn’t he have a mysophobia?

The River God squinted his eyes and slowly raised his hand to conjure three mobile phones and said that classic line.
Chapter completed!