dragon hunter

Chapter 1 Death Mahjong
I once encountered a strange thing, I was playing mahjong with my friends, and after a little money after the game, all four of them lost money, and there was no winner.

And this kind of weird thing happened more than once, and in the end, people died...

It all started when Fatty Wang from the Huaquan shop asked me to play cards.

In a small county town in the north of Jiangxi, I opened a shop of a physiognomy teacher. I named people, tested their characters, and looked at Feng Shui. The business was slow.

Gambling is prevalent in small counties, men, women and children of all ages like to play mahjong, and the wins and losses are not small.

It was a cloudy and rainy day, and the location of my shop was a funeral street in a small county town. It was very unlucky, there were few people on weekdays, and when it rained, there was not even a ghost to be seen.

Fatty Wang from the Huahuaquan shop next door came to the door and said that there was no business anyway, so he called Lao Li and Lao Qian from the next door to set up a poker game and play small money.

I agreed, and the location was set in my shop, with the shop door half-closed, four people sitting on the card table, surrounded by smoke, and the sky was dark.

When it was over, I realized that it was already twelve o'clock at night, and it was pitch black outside.

Fortunately, Fatty Wang lives nearby, and it is only a few steps away. I live directly on the second floor of the store, which is simple and convenient.

Before the end of the game, it is natural to take out a little money in your pocket, and discuss the winners and losers with hindsight.

The four of them took out a little money from their pockets and reported to each other, but something went wrong, all of them lost, and there was no winner.

Fatty Wang and I stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and looked at each other a bit annoyingly, thinking that the other party was not honest, and pretended to be there when we obviously won the money.

So, the game broke up unhappy.

I didn't think much about it, I sent Fatty Wang away, closed the store door, washed up, and prepared to go upstairs to sleep.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but I vaguely heard someone whispering money outside the door.

I thought it was the one who concealed the results of the battle, and before he had time to leave, he hid outside the door to count the harvest, intending to open the door to ridicule the other party.

Unexpectedly, after opening the store door, there were no ghosts outside. Just as he was about to close the door and go to sleep, he found something kicked under his feet.

When I looked down, it was a boxy cardboard box. The lid of the box was kicked off by me just now, revealing a stack of banknotes inside.

I curiously picked up the cardboard box and took out the banknotes inside.

I pointed with my fingers, and the total was 530 yuan, no more, no less, which happened to be the money lost by the four of us.

I thought it was weird, so I sealed the money in an envelope and put it in a drawer under a book.

He turned around and offered a stick of incense to the Guan Gong woodcarving placed on the tribute table, then went upstairs to sleep, and had nothing to do all night.

The next day, it was still a rainy day.

Fatty Wang, who has a wide heart and a fat body, seems to have forgotten the unhappiness of yesterday, and ran to my shop again, saying that in such a rainy day, it is better to set up a game of poker and play a few games for a bird's-eye business.

I remembered the tricky thing I encountered last night, so I refused.

Fatty Wang muttered a few words that I was narrow-minded, and then ran to the side to invite Lao Li and the others to form a game of cards, swallowing clouds and fog, and fighting in the dark.

There was no business all day, and I complained to my second uncle in my heart, because he had chosen the location of the store for me, and I was going to close the store and go to bed early.

Fatty Wang and the others were fighting in the old Li's store next door. I could hear the yelling and the bang bang of the mahjong throw.

Because the next door was very noisy, I couldn't sleep well all the time, half asleep and half awake, I seemed to hear the dispute coming from the next door.

I sat up and listened for a long time. Those guys who were emotional, after a little money after the game, found that they had lost all the money, and they were complaining to each other about being dishonest and concealing the results of the battle.

I knew it wasn't that simple, but I couldn't tell what was wrong, so I went downstairs and opened the store door, ready to make a mess and let everyone go back to their respective houses.

Fatty Wang and the others were standing outside the door of Lao Li's store, their faces were red and their ears were red from the fight, and their saliva was flying everywhere.

"What time is it, what time is it? Hurry up and go back to sleep." I stared sleepily and let out a lion roar.

"Forget it, forget it, he's really evil." Fatty Wang waved his hands in frustration, got on his electric scooter, and ran away.

Lao Li and the others muttered a bit, then closed the store and went back to their respective houses.

Early in the morning, I was on a date with Duke Zhou's daughter when I was woken up by a series of hasty knocks on the door.

As soon as he opened the store door, he saw Fatty Wang's pale face.

"Old Li is dead!" Fatty Wang said, and dropped a bombshell.

"What's the matter? I was still alive and kicking last night." I was confused, and there was still a lump of gum in the corner of my eye.

Lao Li is the owner of the shop next door to me. He is in his 40s. He is bald and toothy.

"After six o'clock in the morning, I received a call from Lao Li's wife." Fatty Wang heaved a sigh of relief, "He said that he hadn't returned all night, and when he opened the door in the morning, he found that he died at the door of his house."

"Call the police, why are you looking for me?" I looked at Fatty Wang angrily.

"I'm not feeling at ease, I'm looking for your help to come up with an idea." Fatty Wang was very disturbed, after all, Lao Li was still playing cards with them before his death.

(End of this chapter)