&Playing cards---" Huang Xixi, who had been silent, said slowly.

The three brothers did so, and the "old ancestors" behind them immediately moved away a little, and stood behind the three of them and watched.........

When the surrounding villagers saw this scene, they were dumbfounded, and they didn't know what the situation was, so they hurriedly looked at Huang Xixi together.

Huang Xixi smiled slightly, gently dusted off his robe, put his hands behind his back, shook his head, took a square step, and put on a kind of immortal style that was detached from the world, but just took a step, his legs were weak, and he almost didn't kneel on the ground, but fortunately he was held by Bo Jie beside him, so he stood firm again, his face was not red, he smiled, and said: "It's squatting in the thatched pit and squatting so that the legs are numb, it's not in the way, it's not in the way--" He coughed vigorously twice, cleared his throat, and said loudly --

& Folk---I'm sure everyone is anxious to know what your three ancestors want to do---" Huang Xixi pointed to the side of the mahjong table, "That's right---it's mahjong!" He was afraid of both hands and laughed: "Haha--they are addicted to playing mahjong--hahahaha--"

Only Huang Xixi was laughing on the whole field, and the others were quiet, looking at Huang Xixi in a daze.

Huang Xixi looked up and laughed for a long time, only to find that no one cooperated, his face was a little embarrassed, hehe laughed dryly twice, and said: "Actually, since the day when the four brothers played cards in front of the ancestral tomb two days ago, your ancestors have been fascinated--"

"Teacher, are you saying that in the past few days, the ancestors have been tossing and turning, all because of this Laoshizi--" The village chief pointed to mahjong, his face full of disbelief. The villagers shook their heads as well.

&False, it is! Huang Xixi nodded seriously.

&See?! The village chief asked again.

Huang Xixi smiled and stretched out a finger: "First, a few days ago, during the memorial service, there was a sudden strong wind, and there were strong winds on the front and back, left and right, but is there such a thing?" ”

>> And there is such a thing! The village chief replied, and the villagers nodded in agreement.

>> That's right, that's the ancestors reminding you of one thing--" Huang Xixi said with a smile.

&? The villagers asked.

&South and northwest winds---"Huang Xixi Hui

"............" the villagers.

Huang Xixi looked at the black lines at the end of the villagers, and he didn't take it seriously at all, and continued: "The ancestor has given you a lot of hints -- such as the tablets are surrounded together, the front, left, and right are separated to block the boss, and so on.

The ............villagers still don't believe it.

& There was a loud thunder during the sacrifice that day--" Huang Xixi said.

The edict said, "The village chief felt that this was the crux of the matter."

"Cannon-There was a thunderous click, and one cannon lit three full houses--" Huang Xixi pointed to the sky and explained to everyone.

The villagers of the ".................." were even more speechless, but they looked at the three "old ancestors" staring at the mahjong tiles on the table, and their transparent eyes followed the cards and fell, they had to believe Huang Xixi's words, especially when they found that the figures of the "old ancestors" who had been faint into the fog were "nourished" by the atmosphere of the mahjong game, becoming more and more solid and thick, and they were more convinced that they were true, but there was still a little bad taste in their hearts -- the "ancestors" who had always been respected and supreme. Because of such an inexplicable hobby, he made trouble in the world, this, this->

The villagers all let out a long sigh in their hearts, and the only thing that was on their lips was the "cigarette bag and pot", and this time the village woman next to him spoke first: "Old Yan'er, what are you sighing for, I think this matter is too easy to do."

&His second aunt, you rarely have an idea -- talk about it quickly-- " "Cigarette bag pot" said strangely.

The village woman knew that the "cigarette bag pot" was damaged, but she didn't care too much, so she glanced at him and snorted: "That's not simple---wouldn't it be enough to burn a pair of paper mahjong for the ancestors?"

Someone around immediately agreed, and the village woman was proud and raised her chin to the "cigarette bag pot".

& Bag Pot" spit out a puff of cigarette, knocked the cigarette stick on the sole of his foot, and said with a smile: "If you don't say that your head is full of mud, you don't want to think about it, what the ancestors lack most now is not mahjong."

&What is it?! A few people around asked together.

& Words --- 'Three Missing One'!! "Cigarette pouch pot" said.

& The surrounding villagers Ma Shan understood, "Then burn a friend for them again, just tie the paper--" Someone mentioned yì.

& Don't know how to play mahjong? "Cigarette pouch pot >

>> Keep piercing, keep burning, until you find someone who can play--" Someone else has an idea.

"The "cigarette pouch pot" pointed at the mahjong bureau with the tip of a cigarette stick, and the three old ghosts seemed to be alarmed by this side, and when they heard their discussion, their faces were extremely unpleasant, and they glared at this side viciously.

& Big Brother is right! They are really not happy--" Huang Xixi has also been listening to the discussion here, walked over and patted the shoulder of the "cigarette bag pot," and said with a smile: "Not to mention how the paper people play mahjong, no matter how good it is, the ancestors will not be happy."

The village chief also came up: "What do you say, master?" ”

>> Because it's very simple -- you are willing to play mahjong with the computer -- there is no sense of reality, if you win, you won't be martial, if you lose, you will sulk, and you won't be interesting." Huang Xixi even pouted and shook his head, now the young people who have been in contact with the computer have understood that after daring to love the paper and stabbing people in the past, it is equivalent to a computer or an NPC, or a machine qì person, in short, it still cannot be compared with a real ghost.

&So, that means you're going to have to find a real ghost to play with them?! The village woman suddenly interjected.

& His second aunt, this time you finally got through! "Cigarette pouch pot" laughed.

& Where are you going to find them such ghosts? The village woman was confused again.

>> What about -- there are hundreds of people in the whole village, and you can't find a good one to play cards? "Cigarette Bag Pot" is still laughing.

"But we are human beings, and we are not-ah--" The village woman reacted suddenly, and exclaimed, "You, you mean -- the ancestor wants -- " She couldn't go on, but everyone still understood what she was going to say.

&It's possible, the old ancestor might really take one away in order to make up the situation--" "Cigarette bag pot" added.........

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