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- Chapter 1271 Long Eyes
¡°Master, I¡¯ll give a piece to my wife. It¡¯s so sweet!¡±
After hearing this, Deleng came over and didn't care what Feng Rushan had painted on the honeydew melon. He cut the melon open with a small scimitar and gave the middle piece to Feng Rushan, Murong Xuefei and He. Each of them was given a piece as a gift, and finally he picked up a piece himself, gnawing and sweating profusely.
However, he forgot to wash his hands and gave Mo Yun a piece.
¡°Actually, it¡¯s not that he forgot, but that Feng Rushan didn¡¯t say anything.
"Haha, silly boy, go ahead and make you run an errand, then go buy some. Well, buy a few more and come back and find a bucket of cold water to soak them in."
Feng Rushan shook his head and took out a blue shield and handed it to Deleng.
According to Feng Rushan¡¯s observation, Deleng is not stingy, he just doesn¡¯t quite understand. Maybe he was used to Asu's rules.
"oh."
Deleng took the blue shield, scratched his head, and ran out. He wondered why Feng Rushan wanted to punish him. It was a good thing to have melons to eat.
People, don¡¯t you get punished only when you do something wrong?
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? How in the world can anyone be punished by eating melons?
Very sweet melon, very delicious.
He could rarely eat before.
As for running errands, he has long legs and can run fast. As long as he is not hungry, no matter how far he runs, Deleng will not think it is a punishment to him.
"Elder Mu is really lucky."
Deleng didn't know, and Mo Yun naturally understood what Feng Rushan drew on the honeydew. Although honeydew is not a talisman, most people may not care about it, and they may not understand the mystery of the runes Feng Rushan drew on the honeydew. In his heart, Mo Yun still didn't want Feng Rushan to translate the runes they were studying into physical objects.
This is the rule of the rune world.
However, it is not a bad thing that Feng Rushan studied the runes assiduously. The key point is that no matter how many honeydew melons Feng Rushan scratched, Deleng could always finish them in the end and not a single piece would be left. Mo Yun had nothing to say. .
"Hehe, Brother Wen, how are you lucky?"
In fact, Feng Rushan also understands that it is taboo to apply runes to objects casually, especially some unique runes. However, so far, although Mo Yun has come up with more than thirty uncommon runes, But they always discuss some messy combinations of runes, but there is no truly meaningful talisman.
Furthermore, Mo Yun was not very interested in Feng Rushan's "unique" runes.
In this regard, Feng Rushan always felt that something was wrong, so he could not help but occasionally test Mo Yun's bottom line, such as the honeydew rune.
Of course, he won¡¯t go too far.
Any rules always have a certain degree of flexibility, and there are always slip-ups. Whether you can beat them or not depends on your personal skills.
The rules don¡¯t say what the difference is between the melon rune and the volleying rune.
Of course, apart from Feng Rushan, no one is so bored as to think about drawing two runes on a piece of melon before eating it.
"Today is really fucking evil. I don't believe it. Brother Mu, lend me two more purple shields and I will return them to you next month."
All the Star Shields he had were lost, and he needed to borrow money from Feng Rushan to make up for it. Zhe Wen's luck was obvious.
"Haha, I got scolded by my uncle again. Brother Wen, nine out of ten gambles and cheats, eat a piece of melon, change your luck and go play again. Er Lengzi, cut a melon and give everyone a piece."
"Borrow it again! Such a big bet? What does that bald man want to do?"
This trip to the Black Eagle Ranch is for family business, and the entourage is of course paid. Zhewen is a second-level warrior, and his monthly income is about the same as Feng Rushan, about 10 purple shields. A first-level warrior Less, about 1 purple shield. Normal daily expenses on the road are also the responsibility of the clan.
According to Feng Rushan¡¯s observation, Zhewen often likes to relax in a small tent with a pink curtain. He always has a few purple shields on his body. The Stone Niu tribe does not care about the expenses. As for the small gambling games in the service area, everyone just wants to have fun, and the winning or losing is usually only a few blue shields. Now the bald man sitting on the bank can take Zhe Wen's underwear away. I'm afraid there are some theories.
It¡¯s too conspicuous.
As far as Feng Rushan knows, Zhe Wen usually plays stud, and his level is average, but his style is very stable, and he rarely loses big, and of course, even less often wins big.
Under normal circumstances, when Zhewen was short of money, he would borrow money from Murong Xuefei. Murong Xuefei would be more generous. Although Murong Xuefei also cursed others, such as asking her to borrow money after losing a bet, eight out of ten times* Jiu couldn't get away with being scolded, let alone borrowing money to relax in a small tent with a pink curtain.
"Hehe, Miss Mu is in a bad mood. Brother Mu, that bald man is evil.Very, why don't you go over and give the brothers a long look later,"
Zhewen reluctantly took the melon from Deleng and finished it in two bites, looking at Feng Rushan eagerly.
Zhewen has never seen Feng Rushan's gambling skills, but Zhewen is deeply impressed by Feng Rushan's eyesight.
Of course, it doesn¡¯t matter to Zhewen whether Feng Rushan can go by himself, as long as he is willing to borrow some money.
Zhe Wen also knew that the daily expenses and star shields of Feng Rushan and the four of them were all in He Shuang's hands. However, he, a dignified second-level warrior, had no reason to go to a maid to borrow money. He could not afford to lose that person. , and, Feng Rushan, there will always be some private money under his shoes.
He doesn¡¯t mind the stinky foot of Fengrushan, and I guess the bald man sitting in the village doesn¡¯t care either.
As the captain of this trip, Zhewen usually only borrowed money from Murong Xuefei, and occasionally Feng Rushan. He was embarrassed about other people.
"Oh, what an evil method. Is he still a master?"
Zhewen often plays in the service area in front, winning and losing. However, he rarely borrows money from Feng Rushan, and Feng Rushan doesn't bother to care about him.
Nine out of ten gambles involve cheating. It is normal for someone to cheat in a gambling game. Feng Rushan was originally too lazy to meddle in other people's business and was willing to admit defeat. It is not a good thing to harm people's wealth, but it is another matter to cheat one's friends.
There are also gambling games in the world of cultivating immortals, and there are also many weird little ways. Feng Rushan suffered a lot when he was a child in Xinye City. He once set up a trap to kill pigs. Of course, it was with Zhu Yubei, but it was a pity that he was cheating. Not so good. I was caught in the act, almost had my fingers stamped on, and finally I was humiliated and beaten up. I had to lie in bed for three months, and the leg of mutton was also there during these three months. After getting to know Mr. Lu, it¡¯s okay not to mention the result.
Of course, Feng Rushan and Zhu Yubei also changed because of this, and they decided to change their past, cherish life, stay away from pornography, gambling and drugs. In the end, they both succeeded in building a foundation, which was another unexpected surprise.
The monks have spiritual consciousness and extraordinary means that ordinary people cannot imagine.
The past is over, this place is close to the center of the Qinke Grassland, and most of the essence of the Qinke Grassland is gathered here. It doesn¡¯t matter if you have the opportunity to meet the mortal tricksters, Feng Rushan.
"Hehe, I can't tell if I'm an expert or not. If I could tell, I wouldn't have caught the bald man's appearance on the spot and stamped on the old fat man's fingers"
I am willing to admit defeat. Although Zhewen feels that Bald Man is up to something, he can't tell you the specific way. He can't lose on his own, so he can just say that others are out of pocket.
Refers to people to say evidence.
"Ha, Mr. Yun, let's go and see it together? But, Brother Wen, you know, I'm not good at playing."
"Stomped your fingers! Hey, chop your fingers."
Although his skill level is average, Zhewen is addicted to gambling and can be considered a veteran in playing cards. At least he is well-informed. In the small service area, a master who he can't understand came unexpectedly. Feng Rushan couldn't help but think. .
He didn¡¯t want to stomp on the bald man¡¯s fingers, but chopping off his fingers was considered a perch.
"Zhewen, if you are not lucky, just take a break and play again next time. If you dare to pull Elder Mu into the water, be careful of Miss Mu kicking you"
Having said that, Mo Yun still stood up and walked towards the gambling game under the big tree next to him.
It¡¯s not that Feng Rushan doesn¡¯t know how to play, it¡¯s that she¡¯s not good at playing, but never plays. Mo Yun also wants to see Feng Rushan¡¯s gambling skills and gambling products.
¡°Actually, Murong Xuefei rarely really kicked anyone. Only in the past few months, she kicked Deleng a few times every now and then. However, no one heard Deleng cry out in pain.
"Haha, brother Wen, a bet doesn't count as a loss. The two big bosses came to play."
The gambling game is very simple. It is just a deck of cards and a huge log table. There are more than a dozen people standing or sitting in a circle. The bald man sitting on the banker is very tall and fat. Sitting there is like a mountain of flesh. When he saw Zhewen coming back, his eyes flashed with strange color, and he laughed and greeted Feng Rushan and Zhewen.
On a hot day, Feng Rushan was still wearing a green shirt, and Mo Yun was also neatly dressed. At first glance, he looked like someone with status.
"I'll take a look at it twice first, and you guys can play."
"This bald man has such a weird look!"
Feng Rushan shook his head and stood directly next to the table.
In fact, although the bald man is tall and fat, there is nothing special about him. He just has a bald head, about the same size as a normal person, placed on his shoulders, which looks special and uncoordinated.
"The boss is very lucky, so I will avoid him too."
If Feng Rushan doesn't end up, Mo Yun will certainly not get involved.
"Brother Wen, that's it for today. Boss Chi has a sharp vision and an amazing memory. I seeIt will be difficult for you to make a comeback. "
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? That?Zhewen?unknowingly lost another dozen Blue Star Shields when Feng Rushan saw that Zhewen had lost more than a dozen Blue Star Shields, shook his head slightly, greeted Mo Yun, and slowly left his tent.
"Haha, I'm lucky today. I'll be your host later, and I'll treat the three big bosses to a glass of wine."
Bald Chika rolled his eyes a few times and said with a smile.
Mo Yun did not end up in the end, and although there were many people participating and watching the card game, there were only two second-level warriors, Feng Rushan and Zhewen. Chika himself was also a second-level warrior, so he only invited Feng Rushan and Zhewen to drink. It also means that birds of a feather flock together and people flock together. Others are angry and it¡¯s hard to say anything.
"You damn fat man, he comes here to gamble every now and then, and he wins money every time. He ruins our reputation. He doesn't even buy me a drink, you're a stingy brat."
A middle-aged man dressed as a staff member in the service area passed Feng Rushan with a pot of sliced ??honeydew and whispered in a low voice. He had light steps, pale face, dull eyes, scattered eyes, and a rather slim figure. He was so thin that he looked like a thin bamboo pole that could be blown by a gust of wind. He looked like a drunkard and a womanizer who indulged in excessive sexual activities.
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