Lei Ze said with a smile: "Then I will introduce a game called 'Fighting Immortals'."

"Fighting Immortals?" Xianmeng and the general said in unison, obviously attracted by the name of the game.

Lei Ze continued: "That's right, each person has 17 cards, leaving three on the table. The three of us choose in order whether to be an immortal or not. The one who is an immortal takes away the three cards on the table, and then plays first."

"The remaining two people are mortals. If the immortal plays out all the cards first, it means that the mortals have not defeated the immortal. If one of the mortals finishes playing the cards before the immortal, it means that the mortal has defeated the immortal. Both mortals win."

This was actually the rule of Landlords in his previous life, and Lei Ze followed it.

After the general heard this, he seemed very high-spirited: "I want to be an immortal and crush you two mortals."

Lei Ze shook his hand and signaled the general to calm down: "I haven't finished speaking yet."

"The Immortal has 20 cards, you can play them first, the smallest card is 3, the card greater than 3 is 4, the card greater than 4 is 5, in this order, until the cat card, the cat card is smaller than the phoenix card, the phoenix card is smaller than the dragon card, but 1 is greater than the dragon card, and 2 is greater than 1.”

"Card types include single cards, pairs, triples, three with one, three with two, consecutive pairs, straights, which require more than five cards to be played in a row, and flying cards (airplanes), four of the same cards are called Bomb, bomb controls everything, the two kings are the best.”

The general nodded: "I understand, it's up to me."

Xianmeng asked with some confusion: "So a mortal must work with another mortal to control the immortal, right?"

The general said: "Of course, hahaha, you will know after playing a few times."

Razer shuffled the cards, then dealt the cards to start the game.

"I want to be an immortal." The general said immediately after getting the card.

Lei Ze said: "You first check whether the cards in your hand are good, and then you bid."

The general said: "Very good, very good." After speaking, he turned over the three cards on the table, the big and small kings, one two.

"Hahahahaha, good cards, good cards."

The general said sarcastically: "Shunzi, 3 to the dragon."

"Brother Immortal, I don't seem to be able to play my cards right."

"If you can't play the cards, you can't control it. Even if it comes to the next player, I won't be able to control it."

The general said: "So it's my turn again?"

Lei Ze nodded.

The general threw out four cards with great momentum: "Three 2s and a 3."

Xianmeng also shook her head: "No."

Lei Ze was also confused: "Are your cards so good? No."

The general chuckled: "You guys can't control the two kings. The biggest one is three 1's. I won. It's fun, let's try again."

"It's true that stupid people are lucky. If you know how to play, let's bring some luck." Lei Ze said.

"What is a lottery?" asked the general.

Lei Ze explained: "You have to pay money if you lose. If you call Immortal normally, you can call 1 point, 2 points, 3 points, 3 points is the best. Let's count 1 point as 10 spirit stones, double the bombs, and double the rockets." times."

The general was a little excited after hearing this: "Okay. But I don't have any spiritual stones."

Lei Ze patted his head and said, "Oh, that's right, I've always forgotten to give you spirit stones." Lei Ze took out a storage ring and threw it to the general: "Here, there are one million spirit stones in it. But you’re not allowed to spend it randomly.”

The general took the storage ring and his eyes lit up: "Come on, come on, I'm going to win against you this time."

The three of them played from the time the sun was shining at noon until the sun set in the evening.

The general looked at the hill-like pile of spiritual stones behind him and laughed loudly: "Hahahahahaha, Xiaoleizi, Xiaomengzi, you guys, you are so stupid."

"No wonder Li Si's father is so addicted. This kind of game is also played in poker halls. He makes money and is happy. It's so addictive."

"Go, go, I'm proud of you, go ahead and replenish your solid spirit."

"Tsk, Lei Zi, you sometimes feel jealous of me, that's it, we'll play again tomorrow."

The autumn wind comes quietly, bringing a bit of coolness, but it also seems to add a bit of vitality to this barren mountain. The wind made the leaves flutter and made the general smile.

The emergence of playing cards from another world brought a different kind of fun to the three people who were already happy and interesting.

After practicing, playing cards is quite interesting.

The long road to immortality is really interesting.

The days passed slowly with laughter and practice.

Autumn turns to winter, and the barren mountains are covered with a thin layer of snowflakes. In the blink of an eye, it is mid-December again.

"Hey, Master, nothing will happen this year. Let's go and visit the mortal world." The general's eyes were filled with little stars.

Lei Ze heard the general's words and patted his head: "Don't say it, I almost forgot when you said that. There are still four days of reading time in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion this year. When it is used up, let's go again. We can't waste it."

The general said: "Okay, okay, let's go now."

Lei Ze also responded: "Okay." Then he sent a message to Xian Meng in the distance: "Xian Meng, let's go."

After hearing this, Xian Meng also stopped practicing and quickly came to Lei Ze and the general.

"Come on, Brother Immortal, Sister General."

.......

In front of the Sutra Pavilion in Yanyang City.

It was still the monk who was guarding the door. When he saw Tang Yunting and Xianmeng, he also said hello with a smile: "City Lord Tang is here, you still have time to go to the Sutra Pavilion for four days."

Tang Yunting also responded with a smile: "Isn't it almost the Chinese New Year? We plan to use up this time."

The monk guarding the gate smiled and said, "City Lord Tang, please."

Tang Yunting responded with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, fellow Taoist, I will go in first."

Tang Yunting strode forward and pulled Xian Meng in.

The monk who looked after the door sat at the door again, reading the book he had just put down.

At this moment, a less obvious white light flashed away and jumped into the Sutra Pavilion.

Because the entrance to the Sutra Pavilion contains some low-level cultivation techniques, no formations are set up. The further inside, the more rigorous and complex the formation becomes, so tokens are needed to unlock it.

However, this was just right for Lei Ze, who could sneak in quietly following the general and Xian Meng.

The monk at the door looked up and looked around, with a puzzled look on his face: "What is it? It feels bright for a moment. The guys who make these weapons are really bad. The lighting stones they make are so rubbish. Bah."

He lowered his head and read the book again.

No, you are a piece of shit, I can’t stand it any longer, and my good mood for the day has been wiped out.

Damn it, the master of the Weapon Refining Pavilion has no skills, he just flatters you, and the things he makes are so bad.

He also talks about things all day long with the alchemy furnace that cannot be refined.

If the bishop hadn't married your sister, how could you be so arrogant?

I, Jiang Nanchen, silently swear in my heart that you will be good-looking in the future.


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