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"That's a good name." Ye Liangchen nodded in praise, a little pleased.
"That's good." Zhao Ritian also agreed.
"What's a nice place? Why don't I know?" The green-haired Shaqima scratched her hair and pulled out several hairs between her fingers. She was so shocked that Shaqima panicked and felt that she was going to be bald.
"Hahahahaha, it's good anyway if you say it's good" He was very open-minded and didn't think about it if he couldn't figure it out. He laughed nervously, took out a deck of playing cards, threw it on the bed, and asked:
"The new guy, Lang Mie, wants to play cards? Ten rounds."
¡°No points.¡± Si Qingyan decisively refused.
"You can pay on credit." Zhao Ritian suggested, as if he really thought about Si Qingyan.
"That's good." Si Qingyan is a person who doesn't want to cheat, but he has no points.
Starting from scratch starts now.
"Have you ever played cards?" Zhao Ritian smiled gently, even a little innocently.
¡°I¡¯ve played before, but I¡¯m not very familiar with it.¡± Si Qingyan never memorized cards when playing cards before. She liked playing blindly and cheating her teammates. So he smiled a little reservedly and didn't look confident.
Zhao Ritian felt that Si Qingyan did not look like someone who could play cards. This kind of person should only think about getting stronger. He usually only does fighting and killing. How can he have any entertainment skills? The prisoners in the black court have all kinds of backgrounds. Si Qingyan has a cold temperament and is as ice-like as a person. You will not know these things at a glance.
"Lang Mie, don't be polite to me. I'll lend you as much money as you want." Zhao Ritian was very generous, exuding the aura of a rich man.
"Me too." Ye Liangchen looked very reliable.
The brothers here are very friendly and nice to talk to. They even invited Si Qingyan to play cards.
Si Qingyan seemed to feel a touch of warmth.
The green-haired Shaqima began to shuffle the cards actively. Her fingers danced very fast, and the cards were spinning and flying on her fingertips. There were many patterns, like a butterfly, which was very beautiful.
For a while, it was a joyful moment, and the whole house exuded a happy atmosphere, as if the butterfly knife that had just flown in had been completely forgotten.
The card game begins.
??Everyone maintained a harmonious, friendly and enthusiastic scene at the beginning, which was very warm.
In the first game, Si Qingyan won.
He just got lucky and got a good hand.
Others thought in their hearts.
But soon, the atmosphere became more solemn.
Because several people discovered that Si Qingyan had never lost a game!
They have fewer and fewer points.
Si Qingyan was not polite to them at all. The four of them played cards and won every ten games.
The rules here are that after a round, the winner gets thirty points, and the losers each get ten points. Si Qingyan was stunned that he didn't let them take any advantage.
"It's too late, go to bed." Ye Liangchen threw away the cards, expressionless, and took the lead to exit the game.
"Let's wash together, and I'll rub your back." Zhao Ritian's face didn't change much, and he still had a gentle smile, but he followed Ye Liangchen into the bathroom with very natural steps.
Si Qingyan was slightly stunned, looking at the backs of the two people with complicated eyes that were difficult to express.
It¡¯s not envy anyway.
At this time, Zhao Ritian suddenly looked back, smiled, and gave him a wink, which was very charming and uncomfortable.
"Ahhhhhh" the green-haired Shaqima screamed strangely, putting the cards away and stuffing them somewhere. The thin prison clothes couldn't tell where a pack of playing cards was hidden.
"Unhappy, not winning, Shaqima needs to sleep well today so that she can grow taller." He pouted and rolled on the bed like a child. He slept on Si Qingyan's upper bunk, and when he rolled around, Si Qingyan's bed creaked and shook.
"Don't move." Si Qingyan pressed down on the bed board and reminded him proactively.
"No! I'm going to roll" Shaqima not only didn't stop, but also intensified, turning like a fish thrown on the shore.
The whole bed began to shake violently, making an overwhelming sound, as if it would fall apart in the next moment, and even mysterious dust fell on Si Qingyan's bed.
If Shaqima was still a baby, she mightmaybea little bit cute.
But he is a strong adult man with flowing green hair and well-developed limbs. The bed creaks when he rolls. When viewed in conjunction with the scene, it is very scary.
Si Qingyan had to get up from the bed, jumped up, and tied up Shaqima with her sheets.
"Ah~ What are you going to do to the baby"
"Why"Dang¡ª¡ª"
The dull bell rang.
"Don't talk after the third bell rings. Lie down, close your eyes, and don't make any noise." Zhao Ritian hurriedly lay down on the bed and lowered his voice.
¡°Dang¡ªdang¡ª¡± the second bell rang.
No noise can be heard from the outside world.
It seems that at this moment, everything is silent.
¡°Dang¡ªdang¡ªdang¡ª¡± the third bell rang.
Si Qingyan lay flat on the bed, sketching the scene outside the fourth house in her mind.
An old man with a stooped stature, carrying an ancient bronze bell, slowly walked out of a black door at the end. His steps were heavy, and the sound of each step was very clear.
The old man¡¯s facial features are slightly different from those of today¡¯s people, more like ancient figurines that have been buried underground for thousands of years.
His eyelids were drooped, he was not breathing, and there was no heartbeat.
Slowly go up from the bottom floor and pass by the door of each dormitory in turn.
Si Qingyan did not take the initiative to offend the old man, but only observed silently. Even Si Qingyan noticed a trace of palpitations in his heart. It was a rule-type existence, and those who violated the rules would be directly obliterated.
Finally, someone couldn't help but fart.
The old man who held the bell instantly appeared outside the fart dormitory and knocked on the door.
Knocked three times.
The sound was very close to everyone, almost close to their ears. You could even hear the sudden quickening breathing of the people inside after the door opened automatically.
People who fart still dare not make a sound.
He trembled slightly and did not dare to open his eyes.
The old man Ti Zhong stood at the head of his bed, leaning forward with his face close, as if observing.
He didn¡¯t seem to notice anything, so he turned around and went out.
Everyone in the dormitory breathed a sigh of relief.
Still didn¡¯t dare to make any noise.
After the old man who carries the clock goes out, the door will be closed automatically.
"What's wrong with me just saying something!"
In the silence, these words were particularly loud.
The old man holding the clock appeared on that floor again and went to knock on the door as usual.
After he entered, he accurately found the person who made the sound, put his hand on the person's face, and pressed it down.
The person who made the sound seemed to have been sucked dry, leaving only a thin piece of human skin.
When the old man goes out with the clock, everything will be as usual.
The appearance of the old man holding the clock has not changed at all, but a certain blurry pattern on the clock in his hand has become clearer.
It seems that this old man was created to nourish the clock with flesh and blood and soul.
That person should be the new one today. He didn¡¯t listen to his roommates and arrived in Paradise early.
Most of the people who enter the Black Court are not good people. It's just that during wartime, combat power is precious, so the punishment is postponed a little, so they can survive in the Black Court.
After the inspection, the old man holding the bell returned to the black gate.
There was a slight sound, but no one spoke.
Even people who go to the toilet in the middle of the night don't dare to fully enjoy themselves. They can only do it slowly and quietly, and don't dare to make too loud a sound.
In this quiet night, Si Qingyan slept surprisingly well.
The next day, Si Qingyan opened her eyes after receiving the three butterfly knives shot from the bed.
This green-haired Shaqima had absolutely no killing intent when she swung the knife, as if she was playing with it, making it difficult for people to guard against it. Fortunately, Si Qingyan was very sensitive to spatial fluctuations. As soon as the knife was taken out, Si Qingyan woke up.
He calmly put away the butterfly knife.
Weapons are very precious things in this place. They can be sold to other people privately and exchanged for points, which can be used to order more dishes when eating.
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