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Chapter 149 Mingyue Pavilion (12)
After the two paper people showed their bets respectively.
Mrs. A turned to Xiao Lan again: "Miss B, why don't we start? You are the younger sister, how about letting you come first?"
Miss B was playing with the paper flowers decorated on the table: "I'm a younger sister, why would I be so embarrassed to take the lead in front of my sister? Why don't you come first, Mrs. A?"
Those who take action later can observe the situation in front of them and adjust their response.
In this way, the first one will of course suffer a little loss.
The two paper people who were still calling each other good sisters a second ago are now tit for tat again.
Mrs. A naturally didn't want her plastic girlfriends to take advantage.
But Miss B is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and of course she doesn't want to let Mrs. A benefit, and the two paper people stalemate for a while.
After a while, Miss B suddenly stretched out her hand and pointed at the open space in front of her.
Following her movement, a small table appeared again in the open space, and a delicately crafted dice was placed on the table.
Miss B smiled and said, "Well, let's throw the dice to decide what to do. We are good sisters, so don't give in to each other like this."
Mrs. A thought for a while, and nodded in agreement: "It's still my sister who is thoughtful."
Miss B smiled: "Then I'll come first."
Saying that, she reached out and tapped the table.
As if being pushed by an invisible force, the dice flew up in place, and then slowly landed in the sight of the three people, stopped turning, and the number that appeared was - 2.
Mrs. A covered her lips and chuckled: "Oh, sister is so considerate, sister is really not as good as you."
Miss B's paper hand clenched the corner of her clothes, and her laughter was a bit gritted: "Hehe, I'll wish you good luck to my sister first."
Mrs. A also clicked on the table.
Similarly, the dice also moved, and finally stopped at - 1.
The corners of Mrs. A's raised mouth instantly collapsed.
Miss B smiled sweetly: "It seems that my elder sister is more considerate, and my younger sister needs to learn more from you."
Mrs. A didn't really want to talk to this bitch.
Miss B hurriedly urged: "Sister, let me see your methods, after all, you are older, older, and your knowledge must be wider~"
She also deliberately aggravated the words "older", obviously not wanting to miss any opportunity to make the other party unhappy.
Mrs. A's paper face turned black.
She reached out to straighten her hair, and managed to regain some sense.
When Mrs. A spoke again, her voice had returned to its clear and sweet voice: "Okay, okay, let me tell you, who made you my good sister."
After saying this, a huge paper hourglass appeared behind the two paper figures, and the sand drawn on the paper was slowly falling.
Mrs. A: "That happened on my estate. My maid climbed into my husband's bed while I was out playing."
"It was okay for them to play, but this greedy woman actually wants to convince my husband to marry her. She doesn't care about her background. It is my kindness for a pariah like her to enter the manor and work. , she actually wants to take my place."
Miss B said with emotion: "God, what a guy who doesn't know how to be grateful."
Mrs. A sneered: "Hmph, so I found a night with a beautiful moon and invited her to the garden..."
As her voice fell, the environment around Xiao Lan began to change.
Flowers made of pieces of paper appeared on the ground of the paper stage, the pattern of the floor changed to the pattern of grass, the bright lights became dim, and the color became a cool color like moonlight.
Even the music has changed from being brisk to depressing and mysterious.
"I let her sit on the gorgeous seat she could never sit in her life, and she was overjoyed..."
A set of paper tables and chairs appeared in front of Xiao Lan.
Rococo-style patterns are drawn on it. The delicate flower and grass patterns have tactful and soft lines, and together with the light color of pink tones, it looks like a work of art.
"Then, served her a cup of black tea that she was never qualified to taste..."
A beautiful, delicate and lustrous white porcelain cup appeared on the table.
Unlike everything else around, this mug is real.
The black tea in the cup is like amber in color, the tea is still hot, and it is exuding a fragrant aroma.
"She realized something was wrong, she cried, begged for mercy, hoped for my forgiveness, and vowed never to make mistakes again."
"It's too late."
"Her spitting blood stained my garden, her ungodly struggles messed up my lawn, her piercing wailing disturbed my sleeping kitten..."
Bloodstains appeared on the table and the ground along with Mrs. A's words, as if to reproduce the scene of the poisoning of the maid that day.
"People always pay for their own wishful thinking, don't they?" Mrs A concluded.
"That's right." Miss B agreed.
When this conversation ended, the movements of the two paper figures were suspended.
The music still reverberated in the air, but there was no change in the surroundings.
Xiao Lan looked at the two paper figures who were not moving, and then looked at the surrounding environment.
Now the whole stage is showing the scene of the night of poisoning the maid, and there is no paper man who symbolizes the maid.
The only person on the entire stage was Xiao Lan.
In other words, he was the one who played the maid.
Xiao Lan: "..."
I never thought that I would have the opportunity to be a maid in my life.
According to Mrs. A's story, the maid should drink this cup of tea.
But... this is obviously the posture that whoever drinks will go to the sky and stand side by side with the sun!
People with no problem should not choose to drink it.
Only the hourglass continued to descend, as if a silent announcement.
If Xiao Lan hadn't drank this cup of tea before the hourglass expired, something might happen that he didn't want to see.
Xiao Lan walked around the stage.
As before, he still can't get out of here.
Moreover, there are no hidden props or organs on the stage for him to avoid.
The only item here that is not paper is this cup of black tea with no price increase, which is comparable to dichlorvos.
It seems that the only choice left now is to drink this cup of black tea.
If you don't drink, the whole plot will not progress.
Xiao Lan walked back to the table, unable to pretend to drink such a whole cup.
Also, he didn't think that pretending to drink would be able to hide the apparently supernatural environment in front of him.
Xiao Lan glanced at the hourglass. In this short period of time, only one-fifth of the hourglass was left.
He thought quickly.
He has no antidote, no anti-drug physique, and no treatment ability, and the cheating assistant is not around...
After thinking about all the props that I have, it seems that there is no right way for this situation.
How miserable.
Fortunately, he also has poverty.
Xiao Lan activated the skills:
[Name: Poverty cannot limit my imagination]
[Ability: Toxic Neutralization]
Now Xiao Lan's skills no longer have a countdown.
But the consumption of 10 million poverty points in one minute gave him a luxury feeling of spending a lot of money.
When he was poisoned by a sneak attack by a brain flower man before, because the poison was not fatal, he was not willing to use his skills.
Poor time is precious.
Xiao Lan no longer hesitated and grabbed the teacup in front of her.
ton ton ton ton suffocated.
The black tea had a burning, stinging feeling when it first entered the mouth, but the poison was neutralized by the skill in an instant.
It turned into an ordinary black tea taste.
It's just that drink too fast and can't taste the taste, feel a little bit of a loss...
Xiao Lan, who drank the tea like a cow chewing peony, put the teacup back on the table and quickly turned off the skill.
At this time, the hourglass is restored.
The scene on the stage changes, the garden disappears and returns to its previous appearance.
The music also returned to the previous one.
The two paper figures moved again.
Looking at Xiao Lan who was still jumping around, Miss B smiled briskly: "I'm sorry sister, but the method of poisoning is really outdated. Is my sister telling me a joke, hahahaha!!"
Mrs. A's face was gloomy, and she waved away the paper teacup on the table.
Miss B finally laughed enough: "Why don't you come and see how my sister is?"
Mrs. A suppressed her anger and squeezed out a smile: "I'm looking forward to my sister's methods."
Miss B turned to the direction of the stage: "That's a bold suitor..."
"I've only met him once or twice, and we haven't even spoken a word, let alone any friendship. He stubbornly believed that I should marry him, and suddenly came to me to propose marriage. already."
"Of course I refused such an unreasonable request on the spot. But he became angry because of it, saying that I was a woman who admired vanity, but just looked down on him for lack of money and status, and even threatened to kill me for disfigurement."
Mrs. A exclaimed: "Oh my God, how can there be such a person."
Miss B touched her chest: "Yes, so I can only be forced to protect myself."
"I invited him to my room alone late at night..."
Following Miss B's words, the stage changed again.
The colorful floor was transformed into a floral carpet pattern, and the setting was replaced by a rococo room with fine wallpaper.
Sofas, beds and seats made of paper sheets rise from the ground.
In an instant, this is the boudoir of a noble woman.
"He was ecstatic, and he came to the appointment on time. But he didn't expect that the moment he opened the door, he was greeted by a steel needle that fell from the sky."
As soon as Miss B's voice fell, the music in the scene became intense.
At the same time, thousands of steel needles fell directly from Xiao Lan's head.
These steel needles are arm-length and several times thicker than ordinary sewing needles.
If you get hit, the fate is self-evident.
Xiao Lan quickly dodged to the side.
"boom"
The steel needles like rain fell on the place where he stood before, directly smashing through the hard floor.
But the attack didn't end there.
The steel needle seemed to lock on Xiao Lan, falling towards him one after another.
The surrounding scene is all paper, and there is nothing to hide.
To make matters worse, because the previous steel needle broke the ground, there were fewer and fewer places to dodge.
Xiao Lan shuttled between the gaps in the rain of steel needles, and had to be careful of the holes in the ground, waving the [Bone of Dalit] from time to time to block.
He glanced at the gap where the ground was smashed.
Seeing nothing but bottomless darkness, it's clear that an accidental drop might not be a pleasant experience.
After dodging several attacks, the rain of steel needles finally stopped.
Before Xiao Lan could breathe a sigh of relief, Miss B's words sounded again:
"After he escaped from the steel needle, a thread as thin as a hair strangled his throat..."
The sound of "whoosh" sounded on the stage.
The voices came from all directions, presenting a surrounding situation towards Xiao Lan.
It seemed that he had nowhere to escape.
Xiao Lan made a decisive decision and directly switched the [Bone of Dalit] to the blade form.
While dodging to the side, he swung the bone blade to cut the thread that was attacking him.
These threads look weak, but are actually extremely sharp.
Xiao Lan could clearly see that the piece of paper furniture that was passed through by the silk thread was cut in half in an instant.
The cut is extremely flat, better than a knife blade would make.
If it is entangled, I am afraid it is not a simple picture of strangling the throat, but cutting into parts is the correct answer.
Miss B, your description is too euphemistic.
The silk thread was still rushing towards Xiao Lan quickly.
The pale bone blades danced with afterimages, dissolving their attacks one by one.
However, there were still a few silk threads that had slipped through the net and cut through Xiao Lan's cheeks and arms, leaving bloodstains on his body.
Fortunately, it was only a skin injury, not serious.
Soon, there is nothing complete left on the stage.
After wielding the knife to cut off the last strand of silk that was hitting him, the broken stage returned to calm.
Xiao Lan did not dare to take it lightly.
"He was very desperate when he was tangled in silk threads. He glared at me angrily, trying to accuse and curse, but unfortunately he was speechless."
"Finally, I sent him to eternal darkness..."
Hearing the words "eternal darkness", Xiao Lan's intuition was wrong.
Sure enough, the next moment he felt that his feet were empty.
The ground of the entire stage collapsed at this time, and the furniture made of paper and the fragments from the previous fight all fell downward.
Below is a darkness like a bottomless abyss.
At the critical moment, Xiao Lan threw out the [Dalit Bone] that had been switched to the whip form in advance.
The bone whip cleverly wrapped around the set behind the stage, preventing Xiao Lan from falling into the abyss.
Xiao Lan just hung in the air like this, with pitch blackness beneath his feet, accompanied by falling debris.
It was like that for a while.
The hourglass of timekeeping came to an end and returned to its original shape again.
With the restoration of the hourglass, the stage gradually recovered, and the colorful circus-style stage appeared again.
But Xiao Lan was the only actor on the stage.
and is still alive.
Mrs. A, who was on the sidelines, took out a paper folding fan out of nowhere.
She finally seized the opportunity to fight back against the plastic sisters, and shook her fan mercilessly and laughed: "Hahaha, sister, so you are such an unimaginative woman! Oh, how can this be good, sister, I'm really worried about the future Nobody's marrying you~"
Miss B slapped the table angrily, and the table made of paper was shaken by her.
Xiao Lan understood, whether it was Mrs. A or Miss B, or the people in their stories, they were not good people, it was just that the pair of plastic sisters were especially cruel.
No wonder they are best friends, this is probably the same thing.
Mrs. A was triumphant: "Unfortunately, this time we are tied, and my sister can't give you the gift prepared for you."
Miss B quickly adjusted back to the fighting state, her smile did not change: "Sister, what's the hurry, I also want to give the gift to my sister, why don't we play another game?"
Mrs. A: "What does sister mean?"
Miss B: "Play until the result comes out."
The two smiling paper faces turned to Xiao Lan.
Xiao Lan: "..."
Damn, you are cruel.
Do non-emirate extras have no human rights?
At this time, Mrs. A asked Xiao Lan for the first time, "Let's start a new game, shall we?"
Xiao Lan said that he did not want to speak.
After a while.
Miss B also asked: "Start a new game?"
Xiao Lan frowned slightly.
He glanced at the hourglass behind the two paper figures, this time the hourglass didn't start timing.
The two paper figures were looking at him, as if waiting for his answer.
Xiao Lan suddenly understood.
This round, your own opinion seems to be crucial.
Without his consent, the two paper figures cannot start the game!
Xiao Lan lowered her eyes to hide the bright color in her eyes.
Mrs. A asked for the third time: "Excuse me, can we start a new game?"
There was a little impatient in his tone.
However, Xiao Lan sat down with a lazy attitude: "It's not fun."
Mrs A stood up, the glass barrier around the stage seemed to her not to exist.
She walked to the stage and asked, "Why isn't it fun anymore, don't you want to know which of us is better?"
Xiao Lan really wanted to say, who really wants to know about this kind of thing! Is it more fun to watch Tie Hanhan nibble on the vegetable field than the two of you?
But feel that directly angering the other party will lead to unpredictable variables.
Xiao Lan raised his head and looked at the two paper figures with no interest: "You guys are not exciting enough, I have a more fun one here, do you want to play with me? But I also want to participate in your bet. "
Mrs. A was displeased: "Why are you with us?"
Miss B also came over, but like Mrs. A, she expressed interest: "What? Say it and listen."
Xiao Lan smiled and knew that they would definitely stand on two different positions.
No matter who is for or against, he will have the opportunity to make suggestions.
In this way, he can take the opportunity to participate in the game, and even try to get their bets.
Xiao Lan took out the props he had obtained earlier: "How about playing something more exciting than Russian roulette?"
【Name: Plastic Dragon Slayer Sword】
[Ability: Inflict an instant death damage judgment to the target, with a probability of 50% (3/3 times of use)]
[Note: One knife is 99999, a new version of the ship that you have never experienced, but the cost is limited and can only be made of plastic at most, please bear with me]
Miss B hesitated: "...This, isn't it a little big?"
Mrs A also hesitated and did not speak.
Seeing this, Xiao Lan secretly used [Greening Spray].
【Name: Green spray】
[Ability: Make doubts between collaborators, duration 2 minutes]
[Explanation: Wife, I'm back... here... what are you doing? ! 】
At this time, the two paper figures were already very close to Xiao Lan.
Although he couldn't leave the stage, the spray might not have the full effect, but the effect of the spray should be able to affect them.
Then he said indifferently: "I have always played such a big game. What's the point of ordinary games? It's too boring, old lady, too."
He also deliberately emphasized the word "old lady", which captured the essence of the hidden front in the words.
Mrs. A turned her head and glanced at Miss B, and immediately changed her attitude: "Hehe, sister is not afraid, right? Sister, I really want to play. Of course, it's better to hurry up, I and the salon can't be wasted here, no as idle as some people."
Miss B also changed her words instantly: "Oh, of course I want to play, but I'm afraid my sister won't dare. Let's start as soon as possible, I have a lot of little sisters to have a party, and my time is not as cheap as some people."
The smell of gunpowder between the two paper figures instantly became intense.
For this plastic sister flower, even a little [green spray] seems to have an exceptionally good effect.
What a surprise.
Seeing the two paper figures agreeing to the game, Xiao Lan quietly raised the corner of his mouth.
From the time when the two of them rolled the dice before, he found out—
These are also two African chiefs.
Now, it's a war between three African chiefs,
And he has the freshly released [Krypton Gold], which can increase the luck value.
How can an African chief who knows krypton gold be an African chief?
The author has something to say:
1. Russian Roulette - Put one or more bullets in the six magazines of the revolver, spin the reel at will, and close the reel.The participants of the game take turns to point the pistol to their head and pull the trigger; of course, the one who is shot will automatically quit, and the one who is stage fright is also lost, and the one who persists to the end is the winner.(from Baidu Encyclopedia)
2. The usage times of [Plastic Dragon Slayer Sword] in the previous article has been changed to 3.