It was a magical night.

The two adults were red-eyed.

The four of them transported bananas in an endless stream, and it was not until there was not much left in the storeroom upstairs that the two adults stopped.

It was forced to stop.

When Ziqi and Lingling came down from the stairs with bananas in their hands, the two adults had already fallen asleep on the thick banana peels.

It seems that every oracle is not simple, and the amount of food alone is very human.

The exhausted Ziqi and Lingling also went back to the guest room to rest under the leadership of Ah Zao.

The rooms are underground, and there are many of them, all equally round, with a recessed pit in the center, which is covered with soft things.

This round pit is natural, especially suitable for the round body of the pig tribe.

Of course, Lingling's petite body is also not a big problem.

And to Ziqi, he can't stretch his legs a little.

Lingling and Ah Zao both returned to their respective rooms to rest, but Ziqi, who fell into the pit, tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Ten bananas went down, and his sense of hearing became extremely keen, and every subtle sound could not escape Ziqi's ears.

The snoring of the two adults came from upstairs one after another.

There seemed to be a slight cry mixed with the sound of snoring.

Desolate and immature crying.

Ziqi sat up from the pit.

It should be Lingling, this little girl like a flower bone should have lived a carefree life.

And now, with her loved ones gone and her home destroyed, how can her immature shoulders support the heavy future?

Ziqi stood up and walked to the door silently, he wanted to comfort Lingling, but he didn't know what to say. Just when he was at a loss, a thunderclap exploded in his ears.

The storm is finally here!

The raindrops seemed to be very large, clanging against the hut, and soon the sound of rain was in unison.

There was only a whooshing sound in my ears.

Even this tiny room trembled slightly.

"Boom!"

Another thunderclap.

Heavy rain mixed with lightning seemed to destroy the world.

"Knock, knock......"

In the midst of the cacophony of rain, what else seems to be there?

"Knock, knock."

There was a knock on the door, and someone was banging on their door.

"Jiang, Jiang Gongzi, are you asleep?"

"Not yet, it's a spirit, right?" Ziqi could hear that it was Lingling's voice.

"Well, no, it's fine." Lingling's voice was a little hesitant, "Go to bed early, Jiang Gongzi, good night." ”

"Evening, good night."

There was no sound outside the door.

Ziqi silently returned to his pit and sat down cross-legged.

She must have been scared, not just afraid of today's darkness, today's wind and rain. She is even more afraid of tomorrow's darkness, tomorrow's wind and rain.

No matter how strong the flower bones are, they are just flower bones, and if no one takes good care of them, a wind and rain will cause her to wither before they bloom.

Ziqi suddenly thought of his son, isn't he also a flower bone? Wasn't he ruthlessly abandoned by himself?

Ziqi suddenly felt very stuffy in his chest, and he suddenly longed to get drenched in a heavy rain.

The wind howled outside the hut, and the rain grew heavier and heavier, as if it was about to wash away the old world.

Ziqi stood up, the whole room was like a pitch-black seabed, almost making him unable to breathe, and the rainy night outside was like the sea, with clear air.

The door slowly opened.

Lingling's figure gradually appeared in front of Ziqi.

Her face was pale, her eyes were red and swollen, and she bit her lower lip.

Her thin, delicate body was trembling slightly.

"Boom!"

There was another earth-shattering thunderclap.

"I, I'm afraid."

Lingling's immature face was filled with tears.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Ziqi didn't think about it, and took Linglinglou into his arms.

"Come, get a good night's sleep with me. I will always be watching you and protecting you. ”

"Thanks, thanks...... Woooooooo Lingling cried loudly in Ziqi's arms.

Ziqi hugged the weeping spirit tightly and didn't say a word.

What made this innocent and smiling little girl cry like this?

What is it?

The tragic death of a loved one, the displacement, what problem did the so-called quelling of the rebellion solve?

What exactly is the god of this island doing?

"Thanks, I'm better."

Lingling finally stopped crying.

"Come, rest with me." Ziqi brought the spirit into the pit.

"Thank you, thank you." The tired little girl slowly closed her eyes.

"Lingling, you and me, there are only two of us in the Rabbit Clan, we are relatives." Ziqi muttered.

This sentence was like a placebo, and Lingling gradually made an even breathing sound.

She fell asleep, though the tears had not yet dried.

Ziqi thought of Lili again, and at that time, she also had such sad tears on her face.

They are all kind people, they have never hurt others, but they are silently hurt by others.

After entering the game, the ensuing events gradually made Jiang Ziqi forget his situation, and now he remembered it again.

Yes, she is still trapped in roulette, and if she doesn't clear the game, Lili will shed such heartbroken tears again.

Looking at Lingling's tearful side face, Ziqi told himself that he must not let this happen again.

The rain seems to be getting lighter.

The cacophony of cacophony slowly subsided.

Ziqi sat on the edge of the pit and began to rearrange the information he had gotten.

At present, the goal of the game is still unknown, and the only thing you can do is follow the poker master to find the devil's dice.

In addition to himself, there were also Lingling and Ah Zao on the road.

Watatsu Island is very large, and it seems to be divided into different areas, and the areas that I know so far are the realm of water, the realm of ice, and the realm of the gods.

And the place where the turtle and pig people live is the realm of water.

In other words, I am currently in the realm of water.

The cells on the hills, the sandy beaches, the dice stones, including this hut, have probably been in the water realm since they entered the game.

Do you know anything else?

The only real gods are the dice and pai gow, and the poker master also needs to pass the subject 3 exam.

Think again, think again, in order to clear the game, you must sort out all the information.

Ziqi began to rack his brain to recall every picture since entering the game.

You have a special ability that requires eating a lot of bananas to activate.

How many bananas do you need?

Good, good, keep thinking.

The trip to the dice seems to give the answer, and it will only work after eating five bananas.

But this is a conflict with when I first entered the game, when I only ate half of the black stuff.

Does this mean that rotten bananas are more powerful than fresh ones?

Quite possibly.

Okay, since there are bananas here, and there are only bananas, then I will definitely bring a lot of bananas on the road.

In addition to the usual consumption, you may wish to save one, so that the banana will always rot one day, waiting for the occasional need.

All the rules on this island are based on gambling contracts, as long as you have special abilities, then you will definitely be invincible.

To sum up, as long as the banana tube is full, there is nowhere to look for difficulties.

Ziqi suddenly felt that the game had become simpler, and the nerves that had been tense slowly relaxed.

Sleepiness came in like a tide, and Ziqi fell asleep on the edge of the pit.

……

It's dawn.

After the storm, the weather was exceptionally clear.

Even the mushroom-like houses seem to have grown a lot.

Pai Gow his old man left early in the morning, although he did not leave everyone a great back, but left everyone a great note.

I really don't know how he writes.

The words on the note were crooked, and the poker master repeatedly recognized them before they could identify one or two.

"Little Poker, my old man's stomach really can't stay to continue enjoying bananas, the subject three exam has begun, everything depends on you, my old man will wait for your good news in the realm of the gods. Finally, what my old man wants to say is that there is no time limit for this exam, and if you find you, you are a divine envoy, and if you can't find it, then treat it as a lifelong practice. Having three like-minded friends follow me on an adventure is such an exciting thing that I can't help but think of my old self. Little poker, this adventure is bound to be dangerous, and you have to remember that only a partner is the only one you can rely on. And the guys around you have already tested, they are definitely trustworthy people, you must give 100% trust! ”

The dense handwriting was written on a small piece of paper that looked like it had been torn from toilet paper, and I really don't know how Pai Gow did it.

"Ah Zao, don't worry, mom will be proud of you."

Ah Bei rushed up and the two round balls were tightly pressed together with Ah Zao.

"Ah Bei, don't worry, I will take care of Ah Zao." Lord Poker whispered.

After a night's rest, Master Poker looked refreshed.

"Uh-huh. Thank you, Lord Poker. Ah Bei said as he clung to Ah Zao.

Lingling stood aside and looked at the mother and son who were hugging each other tightly with a smile, and envy was written on her face.

Ziqi stretched out a hand and lay on Lingling's shoulder.

"Lord Poker." Ah Bei finally let go of Ah Zao, "I don't know where the adults want to go first?" ”

"Well, yes."

The poker master also had no clue, he looked at a note and looked at it, and it seemed that there was no clue.

As he held the note high in the air again, ready to reread it, Lingling spoke.

"On the back, there's a word on the back."

"Huh?" Master Poker quickly flipped the note over, and there were indeed a few more crooked words on the back.

"Little Poker, I can give you a hint about the whereabouts of the devil's dice, you might as well go to the small town of Kuba to find ...... first"

There are no words on the back, only traces of being torn off part of it.

Pai Gow must have written that he suddenly needed paper.

When do people suddenly need to use paper?

Master Poker pondered, could there be some mystery hidden in this?

Soon, poker adults understood.

A burst of abdominal pain struck, and the large amount of bananas I had eaten yesterday rebelled in my stomach.

"Paper?" Lord Poker looked at Bei.

"Paper? Not in your hands? Ah Bei looked dazed.

"Paper!" Master Poker clutched his hands on his stomach and accentuated his voice.

"Oh. Ming, understood. Abei suddenly realized, "The middle room downstairs is the toilet, and there is toilet paper in it." ”

"Okay." Lord Poker straightened up and looked at the three of Ziqi, "You guys wait a minute, I'll come when I go." ”

"Huh? Good ......."

Before the three of them could react, Master Poker disappeared at a gallop.