Chapter 345: Rubbing Mahjong

Yan Bo in the audience looked at the balance of his mobile phone with a smile, not to mention how happy he was. Completely ignoring the faces of those who lost money.

At this time, the head of Ping walked into the stands at some point, and saw that the head of Ping at this time had a red face, and it seemed that he had leveled the head of Su and let him sing.

Master Ping cleared his throat and said: "I waited for the morning to receive the instructions of the ancestor master, and there was only the word luck on the instruction, and then there was a pattern of making a fortune in mahjong under the luck, so I arranged a trial of playing mahjong."

While the head of Ping was speaking, four little Taoist priests came up, each Taoist priest was carrying a leather bag in his hand, and the four Taoist priests put the leather bag at the feet of the four people of Zifeng Taoist and his party, and then retreated.

"One million dollars per person, 10,000 yuan a piece, after four laps, check the remaining amount, the highest amount is the winner, if the maximum amount is the same after four laps, then continue to play four more laps!" Ping Zhangmen continued to speak: "If someone loses all the amount when the four laps are not finished, then it depends on whether the highest amount is the same, if there is no immediate victory, if so, then add money and continue!"

"Now, I declare that the trial for the head election now begins!" Head Ping shouted angrily.

After Ping's words, the four people on the platform were rubbing mahjong in full swing and passionate.

Zifeng: "Second tube!"

Ziliu: "Eat!" Gojo! ”

Zidi: "Nine cylinders!"

Ziyun: "Touch! Sixty thousand! ”

Zifeng: "**! Nine horizontal bars, all of them, spring flowers are the head, seven sets! ”

After Zifeng Taoist pasted the card and knocked it down, the three of them actually saw that there was no problem, then bowed down and opened the suitcase, took out seven stacks of banknotes and patted it.

After Zifeng Daoist smiled and accepted the 210,000 cash, he stretched out his hand to push the cards around, and the four of them re-stacked mahjong.

"Won't it be a little hasty to decide your luck in the future!?" Zhang Yi looked at the four people on the platform, playing cards and collecting cards quickly, and couldn't help but complain.

"Don't underestimate mahjong!" Fairy Ying said slowly.

"What's the explanation?" Zhang Yi asked.

"There are thirty-six strips, thirty-six tubes, and thirty-six million pieces in mahjong, which are four pieces from one to nine, and these add up to a total of one hundred and eight! It just corresponds to thirty-six Tiangang and seventy-two earthly evil. Fairy Ying opened her mouth and explained slowly.

"Mahjong has four whites in the southeast, south, northwest, and north, a total of twenty-eight, which corresponds to twenty-eight constellations! There are also eight flower cards left, which are spring, summer, autumn and winter and orchid, bamboo, chrysanthemum and plum, which correspond to the four seasons of the year and the four elephants! Fairy Ying continued.

"There's still these things in a deck of mahjong tiles!" Zhang Yi opened his mouth wide and said incredulously.

"Do you know who invented mahjong?" Fairy Ying asked with a smile.

"I really haven't paid attention to this thing!"

"I don't know ......"

"Who~~~"

Fairy Ying saw that everyone opened her mouth to ask, and her lips lightly spit out a name.

"Zheng He!"

Zhang Yi: "Isn't this the big guy who went to the West seven times!"

"That's right! That's him! Fairy Ying nodded and said: "Zheng He is not only a navigator, but his attainments in the direction of the stars are also very high, because at that time, the direction of going to sea was not only to look at Sinan, sometimes he would also look at the starry sky to identify the direction, the most famous is the astrological technique."

"And mahjong was invented by Zheng He with the number of stars in the sky and changes."

After listening to Fairy Ying's narration, everyone looked at the four people who were playing mahjong on the platform, and for a while they felt that the posture of these four people rubbing mahjong was particularly awesome.

"I really never expected that Maoshan would be lucky this time!" The fat people still seem to be distressing about their 50,000.

"Don't be embarrassed!" Yan Bo laughed and said, "I'll tell you a more exciting news!"

"Do you know what Maoshan chose to fight last time?" Yan Bo sold Guanzi.

"It's possible to fight anything, anyway, it's definitely not Taoism!" The fat Taoist was fooled once, and he was obviously fine.

"Listen up!" Yan Bo said with a wicked smile.

"The last time Maoshan competed was the number of rich women, at that time, it took only a month for the head of the Ping family to go down the mountain to turn sixty-three rich women, overwhelming the crowd, and became the head of Maoshan in one fell swoop!" Yan Bo was full of passion and said with a lofty spirit.

Zhang Yi: "Poof........."

Qiu Shaotian: "Poof........."

Lu Jianbo: "Poof........."

Fat Dao Man: "Poof........."

This is the legendary "Is there a rich woman?" I don't want to work hard anymore! ”

"It's because I'm too young!" Zhang Yi said while clutching his chest.

"I'm really convinced now!" Qiu Shaotian leaned against the wall and said.

"Dare to love Maoshan so rich, it's all the credit of this Ping master!" Lu Jianbo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said.

"Sixty-three...... Did the kidneys and waist of the head of the flat suffer? The Fat Dao Man saw the problem at a glance.

"I found that you look at the problem from a very tricky angle!" Yan Bo said with a roll of his eyes.

"You're not curious! Sixty-three rich women, this has to be eaten with iron waist and steel kidneys! "The head of the analysis of the fat dao people is the Tao.

"That's it! Don't talk about meat, let's take a look at the battle situation! Wang Fan, who was lying on the windowsill, opened his mouth and said, "Uncle Feng is now ranked first!"

"It's been a few laps now!" Zhang Yi stretched his head out of the window and asked.

"It's almost three laps!" Wang Fan said lightly.

"So fast!" After Qiu Shaotian poked his head out, he found that the arms of the four people below were quickly drawing cards and playing cards, without a trace of hesitation at all.

After all, he is a cultivator, and he rubs mahjong and mixes cards or something, just take a glance.

At this time, there was already a large stack of banknotes under the feet of Daoist Zifeng, and the box next to him had not been opened, and the rest of the people had already opened the box, that is, Daoist Zifeng had not even touched the capital now.

Zifeng Daoist stepped on one foot on the chair, grabbed a card and put it in.

"That's it! The cards are good again! Daoist Zifeng thought complacently: "My luck is really good!"

Thinking about it, Daoist Zifeng picked up a useless card and was about to play it, but when he was about to slap it on the table with the card, Daoist Zifeng suddenly stopped his movements.

"Wait...... If I continue to win like this, won't I be the leader? Zifeng Daoist secretly thought: "I wiped it, I almost got hit!"

Daoist Zifeng suddenly came to his senses, put away the cards that were originally going to be played, and played a card he wanted.

Zifeng Daoist obviously began to disassemble the cards and play randomly, wanting to lose on purpose.

That's it, Zifeng Taoist picks what others want to fight, I will give you what you want to eat, I will touch you if you want to touch it, I will give you a bar if you want it, in short, I will give you what you want.