"I ...... My name is Li Tingting. ”

It was the girl who sat on the left hand side of the fool who spoke, and her worried expression could be clearly seen in the dim light.

"Magician."

On Li Tingting's left hand, he also wore a bird's beak mask, and he didn't know whether it was a human or a strange creature, and his voice was different from that of the fool, and it was clear.

"Outlaw Maniac"

Zhang San looked at the creature still wearing the beak mask on the left, and at the magician on the right, and held back such a sentence for a while.

The crimson beak-masked creature sitting on his left side laughed, "Haha, outlaw? That's a good name, I'm called Queen. ”

Different from the previous Erwei's voice, the queen's voice is thinner and tends to be a female voice.

"Hehe, yes. My name is King. ”

The king, who sat to the right of Wen Ning, let out a low laugh, and the dark blue bird's beak mask reflected the flickering fire shadow of the kerosene lamp, which looked particularly eerie.

"It's your turn, little friend."

Wen Ning, who was about to speak, heard the king's reminder and responded politely, "Thank you for reminding me, my surname is Wen and my name is Tony." ”

Zhang San leaned back sharply when he heard the familiar tone, looked behind the king and queen, and saw Wen Ning's beautiful face through the faint kerosene lamp, and was very excited.

Wen Ning Yuguang saw his movements, turned her head and smiled at him.

"The Pope."

"Wang Jianjun"

"Demons."

"Yo, it's finally me?"

Compared with the previous few people's decent introduction, the other person moved very much.

He put down his feet on the table, and looked at everyone present with a smile on his face/"The killing capital, Zhu Buping." ”

OHHH!

Wen Ning applauded in her heart, saying that Cao Cao Cao had arrived.

However, is this the case with all the people in this guild? The second taste is quite sick when he speaks.

"Hehe, since everyone knows each other, then I'll introduce the content of the meeting about the Black Crow Roundtable Story Meeting."

The Fool pulled out an hourglass of ten inches from the wide hem of his sleeve and pushed it to the middle of the round table.

"The Black Crow Round Table Story will focus on story solitaire, a total of five rounds, a small story in each round, three solitaire times per person, no more than one hourglass time per person solitaire, and all members can enter the next round after completing the three solitaires. Do you still have any questions? Without us, we will open ......."

"Yes!"

Wen Ning raised her hand obediently, "If one person doesn't use up an hourglass, the next person will count it according to one or half a light." ”

The fool who symbolically asked the process didn't expect someone to really ask, and he was about to turn the hourglass's finger for a moment, and replied with a stammer: "When...... Of course, it's half a lamp. ”

"But in this case, it will conflict with your rules, no, you will still make such a big story like this, and you won't play it."

Wen Ning stood up from her position as she spoke, and continued under the attention of all the players: "In my opinion, it is better to have the white magpie next door, I want a message to tell everyone that you will play fraud in this story, don't come!" ”

She gestured and pulled out her phone and swiped her thumb frantically across the screen, the sound of 24 keys crackling.

The Fool's fingers left the hourglass and silently lowered his hand into the cuff.

The cold light quietly emerged from the fool's cuffs, and Zhang San was just about to speak, but the fool's speed was faster than him.

Bang Dong –

The other hourglass was slammed on the table by the fool, and he said in a sullen tone: "There is another hourglass here, according to one hourglass, don't go to the white magpie, don't spread rumors." ”

"Okay."

Wen Ning seemed to be persuaded and sat down honestly.

A message popped up when she logged into the Smile Game app.

[Zhang San: Sister Ning, how do you know that there is a white magpie next door]

[Wen Ning: I don't know, it's nonsense. It's a serious businessman, and he hates his customers going to other places. 】

Zhang San put away his phone and glanced at Wen Ning, and threw out a five-body emoji.

Wen Ning replied with a picture of a pinch, and calmly put away the phone.

During a brief chat between the two, the Fool announced that the story solitaire was officially opened, starting with the king and counterclockwise story solitaire.

"Then I'll start the story: you're setting up a stall under a flyover, and someone throws a mobile phone at your stall. Okay, the next one, please. ”

Wen Ning, who was sitting next to the king, had a barrage of question marks floating through her head.

Wait, that's it.

She straightened up and was just about to continue the story, when the scene in front of her began to distort, and when she came back to her senses, she was already on the flyover of Tianma Street.

[The story solitaire has been opened, please continue to write the story immersively, Xiaowei is here to wish you a pleasant experience. 】

Is this still going to be done?

It turns out that immersive means this!

Wen Ning was speechless, but still squatted on the edge of a red cloth full of mobile phone film according to the plot.

This squatting was an hour, Wen Ning's legs were numb, there was no figure who lost his mobile phone, and Wen Ning took out his mobile phone to play games when he was bored.

At this moment, a blond man in a tuxedo and a black top hat with a two-figure beard on his face walked to the stall in his low-heeled shoes.

Wen Ning was at a critical moment in the game, and when she saw the figure, she didn't know it, but she just said perfunctorily: "Ten yuan a piece of tempered film, wrapping stickers, no bubbles, no money if you don't paste well!" ”

The man didn't reply, but bent down to the top of Wen Ning's head, his eyes and the corners of his mouth completed a crescent moon at the same time, and a black mobile phone was casually thrown in front of the stall by him.

Sweat poured from Wen Ning's palms, and she didn't know how long she would have to watch this trick, so she could only pretend that she didn't notice that someone continued to play the game.

He stared at Wen Ning for a long time, and when he saw that she was still addicted to playing games, she smiled and stepped on his low heels and left.

Not long after he left, Wen Ning hurriedly cut out the game interface and put the phone back in his pocket, and hurriedly rubbed his hands on his body to pick up the black mobile phone on the ground.

This is where the story of her going to Solitaire begins.

Wen Ning picked up her mobile phone and walked forward quickly in the spirit of collecting gold.

She did as the king wished, and the king was satisfied.

Wen Ning in the story felt the bursts of yin qi coming from the mobile phone, pretended not to see the stone tripped and fell to the ground, and threw the mobile phone in her hand away.

Seeing the surging traffic, Wen Ning lay on the ground and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

That's it, come on, come and push the phone over.

The phone didn't go as she wanted, because Wen Ning forgot to rein in the strength when she threw it, and the phone fell into the sewer by inertia.

Wen Ning pretended to be surprised and thought: There is no difference between breaking and falling, but fortunately, it is not the river that is lost.

Suddenly, dirty water bubbles up in the sewer.

A wisp of green smoke rose up, and with a golden light, a river god appeared in front of Wen Ning.

o(￣┰￣*)ゞ

Wen Ning's internal injury, why did the river god come out of the stinky ditch!

Doesn't he have a habit of cleanliness?

The river god squinted his eyes and slowly raised his hand to conjure up three mobile phones and say the classic line.

"Beautiful girl, did you drop this gold phone, or this silver phone, or this ordinary phone."