The game is over.
The minister actually got a rare four-digit score, and even had a thrilling score of only 100 points in the end.
Although the members of the Mahjong Club were a little surprised, they didn't take it too seriously.
I just think this newcomer is really lucky.
He was able to defeat the minister and get a high amount of more than 70,000 points.
It was just a card game, and it didn't even finish the entire fourth game, so it didn't mean anything at all.
For ordinary people, under normal circumstances, this is not wrong.
However, Xiao Linyuan is no ordinary person.
Several main members who had stopped to watch the card game at some unknown time were a little shocked in their hearts.
The minister should have taken this card game too lightly.
From the beginning to the end there was no chance of a reversal.
Although there is a high probability that the minister underestimated the enemy, which may have forced the minister to be so embarrassed.
The opponent's card strength is very likely to have entered the realm of root building!
Even so, they never considered that the structure of sparrow society would change.
Now they are still feeling a little bit excited because the Mahjong Club has another master, and their hopes for this year's national competition are even greater.
Also, if the other party comes, there will inevitably be one less seat on the main ticket.
Some of them may be left behind.
The game is over and the lights are turned off.
Jiang Xu walked off the stage. The sun was shining brightly outside the window, but he felt like he was in another world.
It seems that the world of mahjong and the world of ordinary people have formed a state of separation.
The game of mahjong is like a battlefield where you can't see the light and shadow of swords, but the cruelty and thrills are the same.
Jiang Xu didn't know why he suddenly had this unreasonable association.
But it appeared inexplicably, as if it was an omen...
He took out his phone and looked at the time.
Jiang Xu said hello to the three of them and prepared to go downstairs to report to the Kendo Club.
"Xingjiang! Come on, I just saw a lot of people entering the Mahjong Club here. Something must have happened. Come on, let's go in and take a look!"
"But, Sonia, this is not good. We are not members of the Mahjong Club. Moreover, what happened inside is also related to mahjong, but the two of us know nothing about Sakurajima Mahjong... Even if we go in, it will make no sense. ah!"
"Haha, you are the only one who knows nothing about Mahjong now. I stood aside and observed several games of this game during my father's interactions with some Sakurajima friends. It is a complex but interesting game. I have now become familiar with this game called Mahjong. I am interested in the game.”
"Well, your so-called Sakurajima friend who played cards with Uncle Moore couldn't be my father!"
"Ah, haha, is there any? I'm not sure! Haha."
Jiang Xu pushed open the door of the Mahjong Club and met two girls who seemed to be out of breath from climbing the stairs.
The girl on the left is about 163cm tall, with light blond hair in lively mid-length twin tails, and a bag that looks like a musical instrument hanging on her left shoulder.
As if he didn't expect someone to come out suddenly, he raised his head and looked at Jiang Xu. His pupils with surprise turned burgundy under the reflection of the light from Jiang Xu after he opened the door, like a pair of precious gems. , with a hint of mystery.
Next to her, there is a smaller girl, only about 155cm tall, with short hair that reaches her neck, and her front bangs block her left eye, which makes people worry that her vision will be blocked when she walks. Be careful of falling.
In her hand was a bag with a paint bag written on it.
While Jiang Xu observed the two of them, the two girls also saw Jiang Xu's appearance clearly.
However, the three of them only met once and then passed each other.
Jiang Xu hurried to the kendo club on the first floor.
The two of them followed the inertia of their bodies and walked into the Mahjong Club.
Just when Jiang Xu was busy with youth club activities.
This afternoon.
In another town not far from Aoba's house.
One family.
"Dong dong dong!"
A man wearing a black suit and carrying a black briefcase knocked on the door.
"Here he comes, who is he? My family doesn't buy insurance anymore."
There was a knock on the door, and a strong voice sounded from behind the door.
After a while, an old man with gray hair opened the door and looked at the visitor suspiciously.
If Jiang Xu were here at this time, he would know that this old man is the new Mr. Hemurayama who played cards with him two days ago.
"Are you the young man who didn't like to talk much during the card game in the Lunar Cup finals two days ago?!"
The old man stared at the face of the visitor. Although he spoke uncertainly, his tone was unusually certain.
In the card game two days ago, a student boy actually used a double-double-man-tian card, the National Warriors Thirteen Sides, at the last moment, reversing one of his points.
No wonder he wasn't impressed.
By the way, the other two people at the card table also remembered it.
As if he didn't expect the old man to recognize him at a glance, Ryosuke Ishihara, who was about to introduce himself, fell silent.
The old man asked: "How did you find my home, and do you have any business with me?"
Ishihara Ryosuke did not answer the old man's first question, but said.
"Mr. Wakura, I took the liberty of visiting you today. Actually, I have a favor to ask of you."
"However, before that, I would like to confirm with you, do you still have the souvenir Ritsuba stick you won in the Lunar Cup final?"
Although the old man was confused, he still pointed to a certain direction in the house and said, "It's still there, right there. What's wrong?"
He looked in the direction of the old man's finger, but he only saw a pure white Erha staring at him at the edge of the sofa, his eyes bright and full of wisdom.
Not only was he not wary of this stranger coming to his home, but he was also full of curiosity.
And beside its mouth, an upright rod lay quietly on the floor.
"After I got this souvenir straightening stick back two days ago, I found that Xiaobai liked it very much, so I gave it to him as a teething stick."
"Don't tell me, that guy Someya is really not stingy. I don't know what kind of high-quality this stick is. My little white has been grinding his teeth for three days, and there is no trace left."
Ryosuke Ishihara's eyelids twitched, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
After another moment of silence, he spoke with difficulty.
"To be honest, I am quite interested in this kind of commemorative prop. I have taken the liberty to visit you today as a kind request. I hope you can transfer this Rishi Stick to me."
"Well, it's just a souvenir. It doesn't hurt to give it to you. It just depends on whether my little Bai is willing."
"If I forcefully bring you this erected stick, I'm afraid my home will have to be renovated."
The old man shook his head, showing a look of helplessness.
"..."
Ishihara Ryosuke continued to remain silent. This was another path he had not envisioned in advance.
He never thought that he would have to deal with one point and two ha.
After thinking for a while, he looked at Xiaobai.
Xiaobai also tilted his neck and looked at him.
One person and one dog, just looking at each other like this, as if they could last forever.
As time went by, Ishihara Ryosuke's silent expression, which showed a bit of confusion about what he was doing, gradually became a little abnormal.
A look exuding indifference looked at Xiaobai.
Xiaobai trembled all over, suddenly changed from lying down to standing, lowered his head and bit the upright stick, and brought it to the old man with his tail wagging.
The old man was a little surprised, but still said with a smile.
"It seems Xiaobai agreed. I'll give you this standing stick."
The cold breath gradually dissipated.
Ryosuke Ishihara's somewhat abnormal expression also returned to his normal state of silence.
"Actually, I have set a rule for myself. Because it is related to mahjong, I want to get it on the card table. If I..."
"Haha, it's just about playing cards, right?"
Before Ishihara Ryosuke could finish speaking, the old man interrupted him with a hearty smile.
"It just so happens that the old lady is not at home this afternoon. Stop talking and hurry up."
A few minutes later, the old man took Ishihara Ryosuke, who was still a little confused, to the house of an old man next door.
I also called someone along the way.
The four of them started the card game directly.
An hour later, in the fourth game of the south, Ishihara Ryosuke's banker's position.
In the third round, the old man put up the Ritsu baton, but in the end it was Ishihara Ryosuke who took away the Hu cards.
It can be regarded as fulfilling his special rules.
At this time, a faint black mist began to emerge behind him.
The fourth game in the playoff.
An old man's points were cleared, and the game was officially over.
And at the end of the card game, Ryosuke Ishihara confirmed his victory.
The black mist behind him suddenly solidified, looking like a crow.
However, this crow's eyes, beak, and talons are all equally black.
It looked as if it had been splashed with ink, extremely weird and exuding an ominous aura.
"dumb!"
The black crow spread its wings, opened its eerily dark beak, and made a hoarse cry.
The dark eyes stared at the old man, aimed at his forehead, and rushed straight over.
Looking at this posture, it's as if he wants to peck through the old man's head!
"Um!"
Ishihara Ryosuke immediately noticed the abnormality, his eyes suddenly darkened, and his brows tightened.
The black crow that pounced on the old man suddenly became shaky like a drone whose connection with the remote control was unstable.
It moved the center of the old man's eyebrows and passed by the top of his head.
Even so, the black crow did not forget to lower its head, caught a bite on the old man's head, bit something off, raised his head and swallowed it into his belly.
It was only now that Ryosuke Ishihara's clenched fists relaxed a little.
He had just tried his best to control this spirit of fortune with his own will, but he still could not completely prevent the old man from being harmed.
However, compared to his life being completely swallowed up, now it is only swallowed up for a small part, which is already a blessing among misfortunes.
At the very least, he wouldn't be unable to survive for more than three or two days due to an accident.
After he left, the old man returned home, but just walking this short distance made him somewhat out of breath.
It was obviously very relaxing when I went there, but when I came back, why did the distance feel so far away?
"Oh, I really can't stand it anymore."
The old man didn't think of anything else, he just thought that he had consumed too much energy just playing cards.
He took out the key, and as soon as the door opened a crack, Xiaobai's big head squeezed out, and then he got out from behind the door with all his strength, as if he was having fun.
They circled around the old man, wagging their tails excitedly.
Suddenly, I seemed to smell something unusual.
Xiaobai Zhizhi's face was stunned, and he took two steps closer, sniffing around the old man with his nose.
The old man didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, Xiaobai, I don't smoke, and no one smokes at the card table, so I don't inhale second-hand smoke. The smell of smoke on me is from a young man who just passed by and smoked."
Normally, after hearing this, Xiaobai would have looked like he was about to start school, and he immediately picked up his legs and continued to have fun.
But Xiaobai was a little unusual today. He ignored the old man's words and continued to sniff around the old man.
"What's wrong?"
The old man is a little confused.
"Woof woof woof!"
"Woof woof woof!"
Finally, Xiaobai no longer sniffed around the old man, but turned his head, pointed in a certain direction outside the door, and kept barking!
"Woof woof woof!"
"Woof woof woof!"
"Xiaobai?! Xiaobai!"
The old man was already feeling a little tired, but Xiaobai was still yelling disobediently, which made him suddenly feel a little irritable.
With a frown, the old man bent down and grabbed Xiaobai's dog leash, dragging him into the house.
Xiaobai raised his head in a flattering manner, showing an apologetic smile.
But he immediately lowered his head and continued barking towards the green belt outside the door.
He didn't stop until he was dragged by the neck into the door by the old man.
It wasn't until the door was locked that Ishihara Ryosuke, who had been following the old man to avoid any accidents, walked out of the green belt.
He took a deep look at the door of the old man's house.
After Ishihara Ryosuke withdrew his gaze, he said hoarsely: "Let's go."
Two people, dressed very normally, walked out from both sides of the green belt.
One is wearing sunglasses and the other is wearing a mask.
Even if you look closely at the two of them, you can't remember any facial features at all.
"Lord Ishihara, have you got the Ritsubō?"
asked the man in sunglasses.
Ishihara's eyes were slightly cold: "What if I don't get it?"
"Then we may have to take some tougher measures." The man wearing the mask said calmly.
"You don't trust me?"
"Master Ishihara, you are joking. How dare we not trust you? It's just that at this time, the situation is great and luck is changing, people will be instinctively attracted and attracted. Just like those popular cultures, erosion often occurs inadvertently. between."
"So, it's not that we don't trust you, we're just trying to be as safe as possible. If you have completed the task, that's the best. Any extra abnormal behavior may cause a luck warning."
Ishihara did not speak, but took out the Ritsu stick used as Xiaobai's teething stick from his pocket and handed it to the two of them.
The man wearing sunglasses took the stick, turned it left and right, kept observing, and even stuffed it into his mouth, biting one end with his teeth.
Ishihara looked at this scene with a strange look in his eyes, and his face tightened, but it seemed that he was twitching because of too much exertion.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
The mask man discovered something unusual about Ryosuke Ishihara.
"It's nothing, I remembered something happy."
Ishihara Ryosuke opened his mouth slightly and said vaguely.
He was afraid that if he opened his mouth a little more, he would laugh.
The masked man was a little doubtful, but seeing that Ishihara Ryosuke really didn't have any other tricks, he had no choice but to give up.
After the man in sunglasses finished the inspection, he frowned and took out the straight rod from his mouth.
Although the smell of this ritsu stick is a bit strange, the material is exactly the same as other ritsu sticks, so there is no mistaking it.
Ninety-nine percent of them are authentic.
After confirming, the man in sunglasses handed the stick to the man in the mask.
The masked man took out a small roll from his arms, spread it out, and inserted the old man's penis into it.
Ryosuke Ishihara glanced at
Just a rough count of the standing sticks he saw was at least twenty.
Although these standing sticks look the same, the lines on them and the shop names engraved on them are also different.
This is a souvenir given by the top four players of the Rose Cup from different Quezhuang.
But for some reason, they were all collected.
Suddenly, Ryosuke Ishihara's eyes focused on a standing stick.
Because, there is a touch of red stuck on this stick.
"I have already obtained two of the Ritsachi Sticks from Sometanakusou, and there are still two more to go. There are two people left, who should I look for first?"
The man in sunglasses asked.
"The remaining two people, one is a student and the other is a homeless person in society. They should be easier to deal with, but students are usually in school and we can't get in, so let's go find the homeless person first."
"That student, let's wait until the weekend is off."
