The ghosts of the good-for-nothing miko

Just when Lin Yiyi started to think about it...

Spider-Man in green socks~

A man in a suit wearing cat ears~

Muscular man on crutches~

Dear Teacher Guo~

Hey (~￣▽￣)~ It seems like something strange has gotten in.

Never mind~

Nurse wearing a top hat~

……

In just a few seconds, Lin Yiyi's mind was filled with predictions.

"Sorry, I'm late. There was a ghost who refused to drink the soup, so it took a little effort."

Before the person arrives, the sound comes first~

A very cheerful tone, with a slightly cool voice.

Then a tall woman quickly appeared in front of everyone.

She has none of the weird elements that Lin Yiyi fantasized about.

The curly hair is tied up casually, and the few strands of hair on the side of the cheek outline a charming look. The red lips and slightly raised corners of the eyes exude a sense of femininity.

The black lace skirt has a drop-shaped hollow on the chest. Her plump figure will be covered by the thin fabric. If she is perfect, she is afraid that the buttons on the neckline will fall apart.

The black silk gloves on his hands hold a long whip rolled up three or four times, which is noble and mysterious.

"What a beautiful black-skinned sister."

Lin Yiyi quietly sighed: This outfit and this beautiful figure really beat the demon king next door Shibajie.

Behind her was only a man in black wearing a white mask, like a shadow, following the woman without saying a word until she sat down.

Play the word "cold" vividly.

Lin Yiyi's eyes were wide open. This is Sister Yu's temperament. She is really very capable.

Jiang Chen counted with his index index, nodded, and clasped his hands together, "The Lord of Hell, Yan Ke is here, the three masters are here!"

With his soft drink, the surrounding scenery began to tremble slightly. The scenery between heaven and earth was like a giant curtain, transforming from three dimensions to two dimensions.

The two-dimensional scene is a bit like the schedule of an old TV series, frame by frame, from the island on the sea to the church singing carols, then to the lonely dark alley, converted into the operating room of the hospital, and finally in the scene of an entertainment club, Jiang Chen nodded.

Immediately afterwards, the scene changed from two-dimensional to three-dimensional, with countless lines wrapped from all directions.

Those lines connect under the table.

As if a central point had been found, the scene fragments were spliced ​​together piece by piece.

The place where these people were was completely changed, leaving only the mahjong table on the table as it was originally.

The simple table has turned into a red-painted Ruyi round table. Where the few people are, there are warm yellow gauze curtains hanging from the jeweled and brightly carved beams, about half a meter above the ground.

There seems to be a breeze in the air, blowing the gauze curtain, and you can get a glimpse of the astonishing size of this club. You can't see the boundaries. They are all round tables like this. The men and women at those tables, old and young, play Pai Gow, tease crickets, play poker, and gamble on dice. of…

Everyone cheered, argued, and whispered at the top of their lungs.

The strange thing is that although these noisy sounds cannot be heard in the ears, it seems that one is among them, and the atmosphere becomes lively.

On the floor for several people, there was a red short-pile carpet covering the entire compartment. In the corner of the compartment, on a gilded red sandalwood table, there was a small copper stove, which was lighting a stove. fragrant.

It smells sweet and fragrant.

Among the few people, Jiang Chen was the only one missing.

This is his thoughtfulness.

For news from the three realms, the secret word comes first.

Although he is the one who organizes the game, he puts the three parties in the illusion he constructed. With only one incense, the game will be broken if the incense is destroyed. But he will definitely not appear in the game, and he will not know what the people inside said.

Under such conditions, it is the most fair for the three parties, especially for the Lord of the Three Realms. Whichever party is on the territory will have a bad feeling for the other two parties.

Jiang Chen, the shogunate, lived up to his reputation.

Even though Lin Yiyi already knew his life experience, he could not help but be impressed by the methods he displayed.

The authenticity here is really too high, as if they really came to a high-end club.

But why does that ugly kid sit across from me? Oh my God Σ (?д?llll)

The most important thing is this...this...Why do you still stick out your tongue and pick out your eyes...His eyes are so big, so exaggerated that they almost open to his temples, and he pushes them hard...

I really want to teach him how to be cute! ! !

This will only make people who see it feel heartbroken! ! !

She had to glance at the Lord of Hell next door from time to time to relieve her visual fatigue.

This is self-pursuit and progress, but it is also understandable. This sister has seen all kinds of things in the world in hell, and she knows how to transform.

If the three parties were not in mutual restraint, she would have wanted to beg Sister Hell to help the demon king!

Hey, Yusen, you have nothing to do, you are stuck like a piece of wood, why don't you go blow the incense!

Just when Lin Yiyi's heart was about to stop because of the eyes that were about to fall out of their sockets, Yan Ke finally spoke.

"We have seen each other today, I have no objection."

The ugly kid also nodded in agreement.

"So simple?"

Yan Ke played with the curly hair on his cheek with his left hand and said to Lin Yiyi:

"Of course, we are just curious to take a look. The Lord is determined by God. We can change it if we have any opinions."

"..."

I bet today’s game is just a friendship game.

A few people pulled the client out and looked at his appearance to see if he was annoying. If he was annoying, it would be a big deal and he would be perfunctory on the surface. If he was not annoying, he would just play a few rounds of mahjong and have fun.

Yan Ke took off the silk gloves and the long whip in his hands. Looking at it so closely, he realized that the whole body of the long whip was made of black black iron. Every joint was like a snake, connected to each other. There are bone spurs pointing upward on each section.

If this thing hit his back like this, just thinking about it, Lin Yiyi would feel his back burning.

"Hate Wan~"

The man in black behind him immediately stepped forward and spread his hands, taking the gloves and long whip.

Taking a step back, he was exactly where he left it, like a pine tree. And by the end of the game, this man had never moved a step or said a word.

Hate the lateness, hate the lateness, the lust in the world always brings more regrets than perfection.

"Don't be stunned. Let's start. Those brats in hell are not good at playing mahjong."

As soon as Yan Ke said these words, the corners of Yu Sen's mouth trembled unconsciously, thinking of what Lan Tao said, that person also plays mahjong in hell.

It seems that I also need to learn how charming the game that made that person obsessed is.

But he didn't notice that Yan Ke's eyebrows were raised slightly, catching Yu Sen's expression, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.