A quarter of an hour is not a long time, but for the fifteen people who participated in the gambling game, it was quite an ups and downs.
Every once in a while, someone shakes their head and sighs after realizing they've been eliminated.
Although after hearing what the gambler said, many people had begun to believe that Lu Jing could stay in the house for an hour, but the bet had already been placed, and they still had a glimmer of hope in their hearts.
Unfortunately, luck did not favor them this time. Those who had chosen within an hour were eliminated one after another, while those behind were shocked.
However, as time passed, the door in front of him was still not pushed open, so the expressions of the remaining people gradually changed.
Someone glanced at the gambler and thought, could this guy win again this time?
The gambler was also looking happy at this time. He also felt that he was going to win. There were fewer and fewer people left. No one except the old blind man had been betting longer than him, and the old blind man himself He admitted that he was just being blind.
It seems like he should be the final winner of this bet.
However, after another half an hour, Lu Jing still did not come out of the room.
As a result, the face of the gambler, who was originally prepared to accept the congratulations and jealousy from everyone, gradually changed.
what's the situation? Didn't that guy stay in there for too long?
Even if the Zhengpinghe of Xiaojingang Jin has a miraculous effect on death, it's not that powerful, right? Or is there any unexpected qualitative change that will occur after this bad internal skill is mastered?
The gambler knows that there are some mysterious mental methods in this world that are not very noticeable at the beginning of practice, but will become stronger and stronger as the level of internal strength improves.
It's just that he couldn't associate Xiao Jingang Jin with this.
Or maybe Mr. Bamboo Stick lied before, he really didn't use all his strength, or the internal injuries he suffered before still affected him after all. But according to the old blind man, he didn't have many days left to live, and there was no reason to do it for a few people. Bai Bei lie.
While the gambler was thinking about it, he glanced at Mr. Bamboo Stick again and saw that the latter's face was full of surprise and enthusiasm.
The old blind man was obviously not happy about winning the bet, but was excited about finally meeting a suitable successor before he died.
Seeing him like this, he probably didn't expect that he would win.
At this moment, the young Marquis who had left at some unknown time also came back, driving an ox cart carrying two tables and a cart full of food.
The young Marquis jumped off the oxcart and said to everyone, "It's getting dark and everyone has worked hard today. Let's eat something to fill our stomachs first."
As she spoke, she planned to help the old blind man, but she heard the latter say, "You guys eat first, and I'll wait. When Lu Jing comes out to eat with him, I have something to say to him."
And the gambler also shouted at this time, "Then I won't eat either, I'll wait for him too!"
The old blind man frowned, "I want to find a successor, why are you just joining in the fun?"
The gambling ghost said, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhuzhang, I won't ruin your good deeds, and I'm willing to admit defeat. I just want to know where I lost this time, otherwise I won't be able to take a bite of this meal."
When the old blind man heard this, he couldn't stop him.
After listening to what they said, the scholar from before also said, "The dishes are cold as soon as the food box is opened. I think Lu Jing will be out soon. In that case, why don't we all wait a little longer and eat together then?" .”
His proposal was supported by most of the paper people. After all, Mr. Bamboo Stick is the oldest here and he is an elder. He also said that he is not going to die soon. It is hard for everyone to let him eat scraps in the last days of his life. Zhi.
But no one expected that the wait would last another hour.
Waiting until the moon reaches its peak, a group of paper figures look at each other outside the door.
Now there is no need to worry about who eats the cold dishes and who eats the hot dishes, because even if they are placed in the food box, those dishes will be cold after such a long time.
After a while, someone said, "How about we eat something first to fill our stomachs?"
But soon someone else said, "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer... I've been waiting for so long, he should be out soon."
But his words were no longer as confident as they were half an hour ago.
But most people do have this idea. After all, it's been almost three hours. No matter how deep Lu Jing's internal strength is, he should be almost unable to hold on by this time, right?
So in the end, all the paper people decided to continue waiting.
And the wait lasted another half an hour.
At this time, everyone outside the door had a look of surprise on their faces. They didn't even care about eating, and just started to guess what happened behind the door.
Because they don't believe that someone's internal energy can be so strong. Even if Lu Jing ignores the young marquis's previous agreement that each person only uses half of his internal energy and goes all out to consume all the internal energy in his Dantian, there is no way he can persist like this. long time.
While everyone was wondering and wondering, the door was finally pushed open again.
Is it finally out?
Many people breathed a sigh of relief, but when they saw the man's appearance clearly, they were all stunned.
Because it was not Lu Jing who walked out of the room, but Ding Liu, and the person who was supposed to replace him after Lu Jing.
Ding Liu looked around and didn't see anything to eat. He couldn't help but look a little disappointed and complained, "Have you finished all the food? You didn't tell me to leave some for me."
"No, we haven't started eating yet." said the old fisherman.
Ding Liuyi said, "Who are you lying to? It's too late now, how could you not eat?"
"I really haven't eaten." The gambler knew that no one believed what the old fisherman said, so he also said, and then pointed in the direction of the oxcart, "The food is still there, but it is completely cold."
Ding Liu heard this and asked curiously, "Why don't you eat? Do you want to go without food together?"
"To wait for Lu Jing." Someone else said at this time.
"Why are you waiting for him?" Ding Liu was confused.
"Mr. Zhuzhang said he wanted to talk to him, and there was a gambler waiting for him, so we figured it out, why not just wait together. Who knew it would take so long."
Ding Liu has been tending to Mr. Zhuzhang's internal injuries. Naturally, he also knows Mr. Zhuzhang's physical condition. Hearing this, he immediately understood what the old blind man wanted to do. He shook his head and said, "Wait for him. If you wait any longer, I'm afraid... Let’s go straight to breakfast.”
"Breakfast? What on earth is he doing in the house?"
"Help the one who cooks the medicine, and also straighten out the scattered Qi in her meridians." Ding Liu didn't hide anything.
But as soon as he said these words, the room suddenly became quieter.
