Mi August sat opposite the woman in palace attire under the power of rules.
“Everyone is here, let’s open the cards.” The woman in palace clothes took a puff of her cigarette and said with a charming smile.
A stack of thin wooden signs appeared in the center of the square table, and the woman in palace clothes spread it out with her hands. Then she winked at Mi August and said, “Dignified guests please go first.”
Mi August was forced to reach for the cards again.
The wooden sign was very thin, and the inside page was carefully carved with a painting she didn’t recognize.
After her was the bald old man.
It turns out that you don’t need to pick the cards in the order they are listed, but you can randomly draw them from the flat wooden cards.
Everyone drew two rounds of cards, each holding two, and the force of the mandatory rules temporarily disappeared.
“The distinguished guests place their bets.” The woman in palace attire said with a smile again.
Mi August said truthfully: “I can’t play.”
The woman in palace attire said, “You won’t regret it when you get to the card table.”
The bald old man also spoke, “You’ll get better after playing a few more times.” Its voice was sharp and harsh, and every word was like metal scratching glass, bringing intense torture to people’s eardrums, “Bet, follow, and three rounds of determination.” Winning or losing is easy.”
Ding.
The copper bells hanging at the four corners of the card table rang suddenly, and then there was a voice in Mi August’s ear.
“The bet this time is anything on your body.”
The invisible power of rules guided her to grab the wishful bag in her sleeve.
Just when his hands reached the sleeves, Mi August grabbed the corners of the sleeves, took off his robe and put it on the table.
“…”
The expressions of the woman in palace clothes and the old man stiffened for a moment.
Then the old man called, and he sneered and took off his robe.
The women in palace attire and the male disciples from the academy followed immediately.
The first round passed peacefully, and in the second round the old man was the first to draw a card.
I once had an experience where Mi August took the initiative to draw cards before the rules were enforced.
She put the unintelligible cards on the table, took out the book of good and evil and put it aside, and asked the woman in palace clothes: “Why hasn’t my spiritual crystal arrived yet?”