“Hey…”

It seemed that something was wrong.

Ah Hao, who was behind Lao Qian, quickly spoke and took the initiative: "Since you don't want to leave the mahjong game, why don't you let me accompany you to continue playing mahjong with you? Let Lao Qian greet my master?"

Hearing Ah Hao's words, Lao Qian, who was already a little embarrassed, nodded quickly.

"This is a good method."

He took the initiative to give up his seat, regardless of whether the three ghosts at the mahjong table were willing or not, so he pulled Ah Hao to his seat.

Seeing Lao Qian leave the mahjong table, the ghosts who were originally on the table were about to get up. However, as Ah Hao sat down, they sat back to the mahjong table without being controlled, looking at Ah Hao in front of him with a gloomy expression.

"Guru."

Being stared at the three deadly eyes of the dead, Ah Hao subconsciously swallowed.

He pulled the corner of his mouth, showed an ugly smile, and said to the three ghosts at the mahjong table: "Well, uncles and aunts, I'm new to Thailand. It's the first time I've played mahjong with you. If you have something to offend you like this, please keep your hand..."

“…”

At the mahjong table, the three ghosts looked at Ah Hao with gloomy expressions for a long time, then stretched out their pale palm and pushed down the mahjong plaque in front of them again.

Crazy-

Hearing the sound of mahjong coming from his ears, Ah Hao felt relieved, and then he quickly reached out and rubbed the mahjong he was facing, while praying secretly in his heart.

"Master, this time, don't cheat me."

...

"I'm sorry, Jiuying."

Leaving the mahjong table, Lao Qian reached out and took out a handful of banknotes from the drawer, felt the thick stack of weight in his hand, barely suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth and apologized to Lin Jiuying who came to the grocery store.

"I don't know what happened today. I actually played mahjong until I forgot the time. I missed the pick-up and asked you to go to Chinatown to find me. In the evening, I treat you to eat authentic Thai cuisine, plus massage, which is considered apology."

After winning so much money in a row, Lao Qian and his tone became a bit bolder.

He reached out and patted his chest, grinned and showed his few teeth, and said with a bold look on his face.

"Compared to treating a meal, you should take a closer look at whether what you are holding in your hands is what you are thinking about."

Seeing Lao Qian who was successfully replaced by his apprentice from the mahjong table, Lin Jiuying frowned and reminded him.

"Jiuying, after so many years, you still haven't changed. I still hope to speak so sensiblely."

Hearing Lin Jiuying's words, Lao Qian shook his head, but he still cooperated with him and looked down at the banknotes in his hand.

On a thick stack of paper money, the portrait of King Rama IX Bhumibol Adued is clearly visible.

Bhumibol Adued is the longest-reigning king in Thai history. He is also respected and loved by the Thai people. He is respected and known as the "Father of the Nation". He and his son, Rama X, the next heir to the throne, are completely two extremes.

Looking at the Thai baht in his hand, Lao Qian grinned and looked up and was about to say something to Lin Jiuying opposite him.

The latter did not give him any time to speak, and wiped the leaves carved from the peach wood in his hand into his eyes. The next second, as the blue light flashed, Lao Qian's eyes cooled slightly. When the coins in his hand turned into a stack of paper money and ghost coins.

"this?!"

Seeing the Thai baht in his hand become worthless coins, Lao Qian's smile immediately frozen on the spot.

"What about the money I earn? Why did all the money I win when playing mahjong turned into ghost coins!"

Hearing Lao Qian's disbelief, Lin Jiuying pointed at the direction of the living room and said to him.

"Now you look back at the guys who played mahjong with you."

Following the direction Lin Jiuying pointed, Lao Qian looked back at the position of the mahjong table.

The state of being obsessed with Lin Jiuying's eyes opened and the one who appeared in front of Lao Qian at this moment was a ghost from a mahjong table.

Looking at the ghosts who were sitting in front of mahjong and playing mahjong with Ah Hao, thinking that he was playing mahjong with them not long ago. Lao Qian's thin face, full of wrinkles, suddenly became a little pale, and he subconsciously wanted to shout.

"Silence."

He reached out and blocked Lao Qian's mouth, Lin Jiuying lowered his voice and said to him in a voice that only two people could hear.

"I now ask my disciple Ah Hao to play mahjong with the ghost on your behalf, but this is just an emergency measure and it can't be delayed for too long. When these ghosts hear the movement and react and find something wrong, they will be in trouble."

"Now, come over at a table for me and pour a bowl of rice..."

...

"Why don't you draw cards?"

Grocery store living room, mahjong table.

Ah Hao learned a few ghost moves and folded the mahjong, and then he began to feel uncomfortable.

He didn't lie to his master just now. He really couldn't play mahjong, and he didn't even know the most basic thing to draw cards from there.

"That, why don't you guys come first."

Hearing the reminder from the aunt opposite, looking at the other party's white brain, Ah Hao tried hard to control his expression without showing any strange expression, and then said "hum" as he spoke.

“…”

Faced with Ah Hao's "hum" behavior, the three ghosts on the opposite side were silent for a moment, then pulled the old ghost with long tongue and reached out to touch him. Then the old ghost's movements, the other ghost also began to touch the cards. With the demonstration of the two ghosts, Ah Hao quickly followed suit and touched the cards.

"What, are you humble in playing cards?"

After touching the cards, looking at the mahjong cards in his hand, the expression on Ah Hao's face did not improve at all.

He doesn't know how to play mahjong, so he naturally doesn't know whether the pair of pie he's caught now is good or bad.

Reminded by the ghost who was stabbing the knife in his chest, Ah Hao's eyes swept over the knife in front of him, he grabbed a separate mahjong plaque in front of him and threw it out, and then sat in his seat motionlessly.

"Get cards."

At the mahjong table, looking at the mahjong plaque Ah Hao played, the ghost with a knife in his chest reminded him again.

“Oh~”

Hearing its reminder, Ah Hao realized it and then rushed to reach out and grabbed a mahjong card from front of him.

I don't know if it was because of being too panic, but his arms stretched out directly knocked down the mahjong card in front of him. Looking at the mahjong card that was pushed down in front of him, Ah Hao's expression became even more panicked. He subconsciously put the cards he was holding in his hand aside, and quickly reached out to stand up the fallen card again.

"Wait a moment……"

However, just as Ah Hao was tidying up his mahjong plaque, the ghost who was stabbing his knife in his chest suddenly opened his mouth to stop him.

I saw it with a gloomy face and looking at Ah Hao with a panicked expression in front of him.

He said in a gloomy tone.

"You're a bad guy?"

"What?!"

"You will win by touching the door."
Chapter completed!