Since the ancient relics of West Kunlun are located in the remotest and most desolate place in the Kunlun Mountains, Chen Xian and the others can only take the plane arranged by the Secret Bureau if they want to go there, and that place is said to be particularly secret and not secret. The people in the bureau led the way, even if they entered the mountain, they couldn't find the location of the ancient ruins...

But let’s not say that although the speed of the plane is not as fast as the speed of the White Dog’s manned flight, Chen Xian still feels comfortable flying on the plane, at least not having to go through the cold wind all the way... The temperature is much lower than here in Beijing, and the temperature difference between morning and evening is huge. Although it won't make him sick, the taste of being frozen is still quite uncomfortable.

"Tsk tusk tusk! Little Zhuge! If you lose this one, it will be a 16-game losing streak! I'm ashamed to beat you again!"

"Look at what you said... it's as if you were the one who won the money... Didn't you also lose 16 in a row?!"

"That's wrong. If my boss wins, doesn't it mean that I won. If you turn around and ask him to buy me a supper for half a year, he will come back with everything?"

There are two mahjong tables in the cabin of the plane. At this moment, Chen Xian and Lu Yisheng Li Daosheng Zhuge Jing are at the same table. The other table is Xiaotianshi, Muhe Zhuge Doudou and Mr. Skull, who has just been replaced by Xu Yanan. Then sit on the sidelines and watch the battle.

"You guys don't give the boss a gun...I'm so special that the coffin is almost coming out..." Li Daosheng looked at the mahjong in front of him and was very upset. He wants to lift the table and stop playing... This is a fart!

Lu Yisheng was a pig brain, so he didn't say anything about it.

But what about Zhuge Jing? !

Don't you claim to be the little **** of gambling in southern Yunnan? !

Of the sixteen cards, nearly half of them were fired by you, and the hand that you fired was still the biggest game of Chen Xian... I can't stand the loss of six!

"This has something to do with us?!"

Lu Yisheng and Zhuge Jing shouted in unison, their expressions were extremely innocent.

"We don't want to lose either. Who knows that the boss (my brother) plays cards so hard, his mahjong routine is even dirtier than ours..."

"Don't talk nonsense, this is a game of IQ!" Chen Xian said solemnly, and then overturned the row of mahjong in front of him.

"......"

Compared to Li Daosheng, who was about to be lost and crying, the little celestial master sitting at another table had a much better life. He was like another Chen Xian...even more ruthless than Chen Xian. If you can't play ten cards from start to finish, you will either draw one by one, or you will be fired.

to be honest.

His horrible partial wealth...no one believes that he hasn't come out!

Chen Xian only played 16 mahjong at the table. They are almost 40 at this table, and some of them are even more tragic. Xiao Muhe and Zhuge Doudou have just piled up mahjong before they have time to play. The little heavenly master touched it from the first...

"I don't want to fight with you..." Xiao Mu He said tearfully, rubbing the mahjong in front of him, while berating the little heavenly master for being unkind, "You must have cheated!"

"Yes! He must have cheated! My pocket money is gone!" Zhuge Doudou's eyes are also red, and she sniffs from time to time, obviously trying to resist crying, "We don't want to play with you!" "

"Me too." Although Mr. Skull is not that sensitive to money, losing dozens of mahjongs in a row does hurt his self-esteem a bit.

"Why are you so serious? Just for fun, don't be anxious!"

The little heavenly master said with a smile, looking like a villain, and he didn't forget to confuse Mu He and the others while speaking.

"It's okay, maybe you won this one? Don't you want to take revenge? Don't you want to win the money back from me?"

"..."

Everyone was silent for a moment, and suddenly said in unison.

"In no mood!"

In the next second, the "gamblers" at this table began to take turns to blame the little heavenly master.

"You lied to us like this before! But we never won a game!"

"Yes! That's it!"

"I suspect you are cheating, but I have no evidence. When I find evidence, I must chop off both of your hands and eat it as spicy noodles..."

Cheating?

How could the heir of my dignified Heavenly Master's Mansion cheat at the poker table?

joke!

It's really a big joke in the world!

Of course, non-cheating at the poker table is a matter of personality cultivation, cheating at the poker table... then it is not cheating, let alone being caught before you can count as a thousand people, and you can’t catch my current status. I can only be regarded as slightly better than you in IQ!

"Oh... the five-ghost luck trick that my father taught me is really amazing...If I win this way, I don't have to work next year..."

Thinking of this, the little heavenly master suddenly smiled even more proudly, and even couldn't help but extend an invitation to Xu Yanan, who had just got off the table.

"Xu Xianzi, would you like to come to the table and play with us?"

"No, no, you play, you play, I will fight with Chen Xian and the others in a while."

Xu Yanan shook her head like a rattle, she was not at all deceived by the little celestial master. As a bystander, she knew very well how outrageous the little celestial master’s fortune is now...To be honest, she is also looking for the little celestial master to come out. The evidence of Lao Qian, but from the beginning to the end, she found that Xiao Tianshi really did not play mahjong, and "luck" was at fault from beginning to end.

Report as soon as you get a card, and draw one if you miss one. Who can match this luck?

If Chen Xian playing cards is a skill, then Xiao Tianshi is simply playing luck. The former is a game of IQ with others, and the latter is a pure short-lived game. Every hand of the card is like burning yourself. Yangshou... this kind of winning method is too wicked!

"Chen Xian! What did the stewardess come over and tell you just now? I watched the card game and didn't pay attention."

"It's almost at the destination."

"Oh so...it won't last long. Why don't you come and play with me?"

The little heavenly master sent out an invitation to Chen Xian recklessly, perhaps because he had won the cards for so long, luck gave him full courage, so he planned to take this opportunity to find a place for himself to come back... .I can't beat you in the game, but can you still beat me at the poker table?

Why don't I win you and call you Dad!

"Okay, Bone, you come to my table to fight, I'll fight for you for a while."

"good."

Sitting at the poker table, Chen Xian coughed twice and asked the little heavenly master calmly.

"Shall we play a big one?"

"The big one?" Little Heavenly Master suddenly became vigilant and asked cautiously, "How big are you going to play with me?"

"Just a stud. If you win, I will give you all the money in my pocket. If you lose, you will spit out all the money you won and the capital."

Hearing this, the little heavenly master carefully considered for a moment, and finally nodded and responded carefully. After all, he is now in fortune, and the God of Fortune is sitting on top of his head. Who has the ability to beat him?

Unless Chen Xian comes out of his mind.

"Okay, come on."

This hand of cards can be described as a battle of dignity. From the process of drawing the cards to getting the cards, the little heavenly master concentrated a hundred thousand points of attention... As soon as he sorted out the cards, the little heavenly master immediately reported to listen to it. , All seven pairs in a row, only one card to win.

Now it is Mu He who draws the cards, then Chen Xian again, and finally him.

"Let's draw the cards." The little heavenly master said with a smile, and couldn't help shaking his legs a few times, "This is the countdown to your death..."

"Is it such an exaggeration?"

Chen Xian smiled slightly and glanced at Mu He calmly.

"You play the cards first, don't be afraid, I'll help you win this all..."

Hearing this, Mu He sniffed and pitifully played a card on the table.

"Dongfeng."

"Tsk, it's just a Dongfeng? That's it?" The little heavenly master continued to whimper, "Chen Xian, it's here for you!"

Chen Xian smiled and said nothing, and drew a card from the stacked deck.

"Xiao Zhang, it looks like you have some blood..."

Chen Xian put the whiteboard he had just touched on the table, and then overturned the cards he had arranged in front of him...Three east winds, three west winds, three south winds, three north winds, and one The hanging whiteboard, plus the whiteboard he just touched out...

"Since 1 touch, big four happy, pay for it."

"Fucking?! Chen Xian, how do you black me?!"

The little heavenly master looked at the cards in front of Chen Xian incredulously, then looked at his own cards, and suddenly blushed...

"How do you say it?" Chen Xian glanced at him unhappily, and said, "If you are lucky, I won't allow me to be lucky? Can you control my wealth?"

That's right.

Chen Xian does have a partial wealth.

However, his partial fortune is much more direct than that of the little heavenly master, and it is not so metaphysical as the five ghosts fortune...

simply put.

In his pocket.

There are about six or seven whiteboards.