Soon after, with the Yunqing River leading the way, everyone came to a magnificent high-rise building, and there were three golden characters "Fenglai Building". Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Yun Qingyang looked up, and it was estimated that it was more than forty meters, which was a relatively tall building.

"It's so high!" Gao Ruoqing said in surprise.

"This is not the tallest building in the capital, but it is also very famous, and the most famous is the wooden shooting, come here, everyone will have a little fun to make it worthwhile, go, let's go in." Yun Qinghe greeted everyone.

When they arrived at the door, Yun Qinghe took out a jade pendant, and the guy guarding the door led the way respectfully, so the group entered Fenglai Building.

The building is the layout of the restaurant, with a broad lobby, at this time the lobby is not lively guests, there is no seat for guests to sit, but a wide stage, the stage is beautifully arranged, flowers, incense and other ornaments, and then there are musicians playing beautiful and distant tunes.

At this time, there is a young man standing in the stage, he holds a wooden ball in his hand, and there are fifteen bamboo shoot-shaped pillars in front of him eighteen meters, which are divided into red and black, and the red ones are engraved with the words benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, faith, gentleness, kindness, respect, frugality, and letting, a total of ten; in addition, the black ones are engraved with the words slowness, arrogance, scething, greed, and abuse, a total of five; red and black are staggered.

Yun Qingyang looked at this scene, and thought of the word bowling in his mind, but after thinking about it carefully, it was a little different, I think it was a similar game, right?

But this scene looks elegant.

"This is wood shooting. "Yunqing River Road.

Following his words, everyone walked to the second floor.

"What is a wooden shot? It looks a little strange. Gao Ruoqing said with a confused look.

Gao Fu smiled: "It is to roll the wooden ball along the ground and hit the wooden shoots at the other end, and the one who hits the vermilion bamboo shoots wins, and the one who hits the ink loses." ”

Gao Ruoqing nodded a little understandingly.

At this time, a voice sounded: "...... The nobleman pressed fifty taels of silver to hit the temperature. ”

"What is this?" Gao Ruoqing asked again.

"The shoots are engraved with words, as long as the wooden ball is thrown, and the shoots with warm characters are hit, the bowler can win fifty taels of silver, if he misses it, but hits the vermilion, he loses to the bettor fifty taels, and if it hits the ink, he loses twice. Gao Fu continued.

"That's not gambling. Gao Ruoqing said in surprise.

"Unexpectedly, you still know how to shoot wood. Yun Qinghe looked at Gao Fudao.

This is a game that has flourished in the capital in recent years, and the people in the capital know that there is nothing strange, but people from other places, but people from a small place, know, that knowledge is some.

Gao Fu just smiled and didn't speak.

At this time, everyone also arrived at the box, and looked down, the young man with the ball was ready, he held the ball to his chest with his palms, held the ball right with both hands, straightened his body, loosened his shoulders, concentrated, and then started.

Step 1 with your right foot and extend the ball forward at the same time, Step 2 Step with your left foot and keep the ball in your hand at about 90 degrees from your body, Step 3 Step with your right foot forward with the ball behind you, Step 4 Slide out with your left foot and send the ball out of your hand at the same time.

At a short distance of eighteen meters, in everyone's attention, the wooden ball rolled forward along the ground, and finally hit the wooden shoot.

“…… It's greed. ”

As the voice came out, everyone let out an exclamation.

"It's just a little bit!"

"Actually hit the next one. ”

"I've lost a hundred taels now. ”

"He had lost a hundred taels before, and I don't know if he would dare. ”

……

Yun Qingyang's ears were very good, so he naturally heard everyone's discussions, and looked at the bowler, the young man's face was very white, but his expression was calm. (To be continued.) )