As soon as the middle-aged man finished saying the rules of playing mahjong, Ling Yumo's trembling voice rang out: "Sheng ...... Brother Sheng...... You only said the rules of playing mahjong...... But...... But I didn't say anything about playing mahjong. ”

"Well, I forgot to mention this." The middle-aged man glanced at Ling Yumo meaningfully, and then said in a deep voice: "That's it, Sichuan mahjong is simple and exciting, let's play Sichuan mahjong." ”

As soon as these words came out, Ling Yumo's face suddenly turned pale: "But I...... But I don't know how to play Sichuan mahjong at all, can I ...... Can I play other mahjong games? ”

Who knew that the middle-aged man directly and ruthlessly refused: "No, I'm going to play Sichuan mahjong, you won't be your own business, you can only blame you for being unlucky." ”

Ling Yumo originally wanted to pretend to argue boldly, but when she saw the chill on the middle-aged man's face, she quickly stopped resignedly.

Seeing Ling Yumo's submissive appearance, I couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

Although this woman is not very beautiful, she is not very ugly, she is wrapped in a low-cut transparent black dress, revealing the proud twin peaks and the two shades of pink in the peak, which is very eye-catching.

I only looked at it a few times, and I felt that my blood was surging all over my body, and I almost couldn't help tearing this woman's clothes.

Such a rude gaze of mine certainly caught Ling Yumo's attention, and she immediately glared at me angrily.

I quickly withdrew my rude gaze and stared intently at the mahjong table in front of me.

In addition to the porcelain bowl with the blood-colored severed finger, there are four neat rows of mahjong squares on the mahjong table.

However, these four neat rows of mahjong squares are not ordinary mahjong squares, they are extremely blood-red, like solidified pig red.

"These mahjong blocks are too weird, aren't they?" I reached out and touched some of the tiles, and found them to be very soft, as if they were made of human flesh.

According to the middle-aged man, Ling Yumo's little girlfriend was killed because she refused to play mahjong, so where is her body? Could it be that the middle-aged man made this mahjong out of his corpse? "The thought of this situation gives me goosebumps.

Just when I was in fear, a cold inquiry suddenly sounded in my ears: "You two should know how to play Sichuan mahjong." ”

I looked up and saw a middle-aged man looking at me and the old woman faintly.

The sixty-year-old woman and I immediately replied in unison, "Yes, of course." ”

Actually, I didn't know how to play Sichuan mahjong, but thanks to the "Sichuan Mahjong" in the bag, I learned the basic playing style of Sichuan mahjong.

When I thought of the "Sichuan Mahjong" in the black backpack, I suddenly froze my face: "The "Sichuan Mahjong" in the bag is about the truth about the disappearance of the husband, and the middle-aged man in front of me actually coincidentally prefers Sichuan mahjong, is it ......?"

I looked at the middle-aged man in front of me in shock, and finally said that thought in my heart: "Could it be that the middle-aged man in front of me is the missing husband?!" ”

"By the way, when the middle-aged man in front of him introduced himself, he called himself Sheng Yu, Sheng Yu in turn is Yu Sheng, Yu Sheng Yu Sheng Yusheng, Kong Yusheng, the missing husband is called Kong Yusheng!" If there are many coincidences, it is not a coincidence, and I am more and more convinced that the middle-aged man sitting in front of me should be the missing husband of the cheongsam woman!

"No wonder I always thought the middle-aged man was familiar, because before he was transformed, he looked exactly like the missing husband, with the same bloated face and the same face with black moles." While reminiscing about the first appearance of the middle-aged man, I secretly took out my phone and checked the ID photo left in the photo album.

It turned out that my guess was completely correct, and the terrifying middle-aged man in front of me was indeed the missing husband.

"Since the middle-aged man is the missing husband, it proves that the husband is not missing, but dead, and after the husband died, he turned into a ghost, and the ghost is the middle-aged man in front of him." I smiled brightly.

But it only dawned on me for a few seconds, and new doubts followed.

"Since the husband is not missing but dead, who killed him?"

"Judging from the current situation of the middle-aged man, that husband is likely to die in the Splendid Building, such a living person died in the Splendid Building, and the cheongsam woman didn't find out?"

"There is another suspicion that puzzles me, since the middle-aged man is the husband of the cheongsam woman, and the cheongsam woman and her husband both live in the Jinxiu Building, the sixty-year-old woman in charge of the Jinxiu Building should know the middle-aged man in front of her, but from my careful observation, the sixty-year-old woman does not seem to recognize the middle-aged man."

These doubts instantly occupied my heart, and I secretly said with great certainty: "At present, all the doubts are faintly pointing to the cheongsam woman and the sixty-year-old woman, it seems that these two people are not as simple as they seem. ”

I seemed to have been pondering for a long time, but in fact, it was only a few breaths, and after the middle-aged man saw that I and the sixty-year-old woman could play Sichuan mahjong, he said with some excitement: "Since you can both play Sichuan mahjong, let's start playing." ”

After speaking, the middle-aged man took the lead in selecting a stack of mahjong blocks and erected the stack of mahjong blocks in front of him.

I paused with the sixty-year-old woman and picked out a stack of mahjong squares.

Ling Yumo, who was wrapped in a low-cut transparent black dress, was a lot more rubbing, and she struggled for a long time before she slowly picked her hole cards.

All four of them have chosen their hole cards, and then they start to draw cards and play cards.

That Ling Yumo really didn't know how to play Sichuan mahjong, and the few cards he played in a row were either touched by middle-aged men, or by letting middle-aged men go on the bar.

In this circle, the middle-aged man who eats the most cards is the middle-aged man, followed by the sixty-year-old woman, I am in third, and Ling Yumo is in fourth.

According to the rules, Ling Yumo, who ranked fourth, was the loser in this circle, and she was forced to eat a bloody severed finger.

The first lap ended, the second lap began, and in the second lap, Ling Yumo was still fourth, and she ate a live human flesh severed finger with a bitter face.

After Ling Yumo ate the second severed finger, the third lap began, and not long after, the third lap ended, and the loser was still Ling Yumo, who swallowed a severed finger with a fingernail again.

I don't know if it's my delusion, but when Ling Yumo ate three severed fingers in a row, her eyes began to turn scarlet.

As Ling Yumo's eyes turned scarlet, she turned from her previous cowardice to madness, like a gambler: "Come, hurry up and start the fourth round, I don't believe I can't win against you, haha!" ”

In Ling Yumo's crazy laughter, the fourth lap started immediately, but unfortunately Ling Yumo was still fourth in this game.

However, what surprised me was that Ling Yumo actually ate a broken root without hesitation this time, and there was no need for the middle-aged man to urge him at all.

What's even more weird is that when Ling Yumo eats the fourth finger, he eats very slowly, as if he is enjoying the process of eating a broken finger.

"These fingers are delicious." After Ling Yumo sighed stupidly, he urged: "Hurry up, hurry up and start the fifth lap." ”

As soon as Ling Yumo's urging fell, the fifth lap started immediately, and after more than ten minutes of continuous play, Ling Yumo became the loser in the fifth lap.

After the fifth lap, the sixth lap began, and the loser was Ling Yumo.

After the end of the sixth lap, the seventh lap began, and the loser was still Ling Yumo.

After the seventh lap, Ling Yumo, who was wrapped in a transparent black dress, had already eaten seven blood-colored severed fingers in a row.

After eating seven blood-colored severed fingers in a row, not only did Ling Yumo's eyes become more and more scarlet, but some rotting wounds began to appear on her body.

If you look closely, you can see that under these rotten wounds, there are actually dirty and wriggling maggots!

Perhaps it was the maggot's wriggling that caused an unbearable itching sensation, Ling Yumo simply tore his transparent black dress, revealing his sleek body.

I inadvertently swept the woman's whole body, from the pink and beautiful triangle, to the soft waist that can be held in Yingying, and then to the white and charming twin peaks.

But in the end, I fixed my eyes on the rotting wounds on the woman's body.

Seeing Ling Yumo's smooth body covered with rotten wounds, I couldn't help but say with a pale face: "These severed fingers are so weird, not only will they affect the spirit of the person who takes them, but they will also cause the body to show symptoms of decay, I must not be a loser, I must not eat them!" ”

At the moment when my face turned pale, the eighth round of Sichuan mahjong battle began, and Ling Yumo still lost this round.

However, as Ling Yumo lost eight rounds in a row, she gradually learned the basic playing style of Sichuan mahjong, just like the eighth round just played, Ling Yumo almost won me.

"In the next lap, you may be the one who loses." Ling Yumo glanced at me suspiciously, and then said half-comfortingly and half-mockingly: "Don't be afraid, those severed fingers are delicious, haha." ”

I shook my head helplessly, and simply started the ninth round of the battle, I played very seriously in the ninth round, but no matter how serious I was, I almost lost to Ling Yumo.

"On the tenth lap, I must lose you!" Ling Yumo said viciously.

"Then let the horses come." I was calm on the surface, but I said in a panic.

Seeing me and Ling Yumo facing each other-for-tat, the middle-aged man seemed to be very happy, looking at us like watching a good show.

As for the sixty-year-old woman, she looked indifferent, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

Then the 10th lap began, and I escaped without danger, and this lap finally came to be the turn of the sixty-year-old woman to become the loser.

After the sixty-year-old woman calmly ate a blood-colored severed finger, the eleventh round of the battle began.

After about 10 minutes of the 11th lap, I finally lost the battle and became the final loser of the round.

Seeing me become the loser of the eleventh round, the three people in their eyes had different expressions.

"Haha, you finally lost, now it's your turn to eat the severed finger, eat quickly!" Ling Yumo was so excited that he picked up the porcelain bowl and put the porcelain bowl with the blood-colored severed finger in front of me.