People Are in Xiansan, Don't Make Trouble when You See Snow

　　When Xuejian wanted to press again, he would either find a reason not to press too much, or simply close the stall.

　　They both knew that these two women were winning all the time.

　　There must be a problem.

　　Bet with them again, there must be a problem.

　　"No, stinky bean sprouts, did you do something? How can the two of us win or lose?"

　　Sedum smiled.

　　"I'm just lucky. You're by my side, and luck is getting better."

　　Of course he moved.

　　Otherwise, how could it be possible to win every time.

　　In order to ensure daily revenue, every casino will definitely manipulate dice, size and the like.

　　It is against the rules for the casino to do this, and Sedum is considered a black eater.

　　But without any psychological burden.

　　"Okay, okay, what else do you want?"

　　"Let's go to the next level."

　　The purpose of this level of gambling is to ask for money.

　　As the saying goes, money can make a ghost run the mill.

　　This rule also applies in Elysium.

　　Sedum led two women to the 17th pass of the first level.

　　The doorman reached out for money.

　　"What about the money?"

　　"Give the money to pass the customs, and if you don't have the money, stay."

　　Sedum has money in his hand, which is naturally true.

　　"How much is it? You said you want money, how much is it?"

　　The two gatekeepers were stunned for a moment and exploded.

　　"Eight thousand per person."

　　Sedum counts.

　　Xuejian and Nightshade won [-].

　　The toll is [-] yuan.

　　Except for Yukini and Nightshade.

　　I got five thousand for nothing.

　　Sedum has enough money now.

　　Almost enough.

　　Sedum's thoughts are negative.

　　The general idea is that if you can earn it, you will earn it to death.

　　Sedum has no such idea.

　　His idea is that enough is enough.

　　When it's gone, try to figure it out.

　　Because more money means more thoughts, salted fish sedum simply doesn't need that much money.

　　Anyway...money doesn't really matter.

　　Paid clearance fee.

　　Sedum came to the second level.

　　I just saw that there is a big stage here.

　　There was no one on the stage.

　　But the stage is full of spectators.

　　A group of spectators of different ages and genders squatted there.

　　At this time, a ghost in red came.

　　"Choose one of the three of you to come to power."

　　Snow is weird.

　　"What are you doing on stage?"

　　The ghost in red said: "Go on stage to perform."

　　"People who come here for the first time have to pass the customs first, and then they can enter the palace."

　　He then pointed to a group of ghosts under the stage and said, "These ghosts are all spectators. If they cry, you will pass the test. If they don't cry, you will never pass the test."

　　Xue Jian discussed with Solanum nigrum.

　　"How do you make these people cry?"

　　Nightshade said: "When you play a tragedy, as long as you play a tragedy, you can move them and make them cry."

　　Xue Jian shook his hand and said, "I can't play a tragedy, how can I play it?"

　　Nightshade helped out with ideas: "Sister Xuejian, think about how you usually make people cry, and you just do that."

　　Sedum looked at the two women without speaking.

　　Because the clearance condition is to make these people cry.

　　Xue Jian recalled the way he used to make other people cry.

　　She thought of how she actually made passersby cry.

　　Go to the stage immediately.

　　He walked along the stage with his hands behind his back.

　　His face suddenly became arrogant, and his eyes stared fiercely at the stage.

　　"You... are blocking Miss Ben's way. Do you know where this is? In Yuzhou City, if you dare to provoke Miss Ben, you should wait to move out of Yuzhou City."

　　Xue Jian's performance is vivid and vivid.

　　She has done this before.

　　In the entire Yuzhou city, no one did not cry.

　　After she said these words, she cried.

　　However, the reactions of the ghosts in the audience were different from what she had imagined.

　　"What are you playing? Scare us?"

　　"We are ghosts? Are we afraid of you?"

　　"Go down, next one, this one won't work, we ask for the next one!"

　　Xuejian was directly knocked down by the audience.

　　She had never been so humiliated before and ran off in a daze.

　　"Sister Nightshade I can't do it, you should try it, I can't do it."

　　Nightshade pondered.

　　He walked to the stage with his skirt on.

　　Nightshade lives a long time and is more intelligent than Xuejian.

　　Have a deeper understanding of this issue.

　　She believes that to make people cry, they must be moved.

　　The condition of being moved is to feel the same.

　　Solanum nigrum's method is to tell his own story.

　　Let the audience into her story.

　　"My name is Nightshade, I am the princess of Jiang Country, I have a brother who loves me since I was a child, and my brother and I live very happily..."

　　Solanum nigrum told the story of her and Sedum eloquently.

　　He also said how long he had spent a thousand years, and finally met his brother.

　　Xue on the side cried when she heard it.

　　The sadness and heaviness of this story is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

　　However, the audience below the stage still did not buy it.

　　Some even laughed out loud.

　　"There are many loopholes in your story."

　　"Traveling through a thousand years to find my brother's reincarnation, and is it just out of the lock demon tower?"

　　"How could there be such a coincidence?"

　　Most of the audience below the stage were looking for loopholes, but none of them were moved by the story.

　　Xuejian said strangely: "Impossible, this story is so touching, why don't they cry?"

　　"I can't control my eyes anymore, it's so miserable."

　　However, the audience below the stage did not cry, and even laughed.

　　Nightshade was not happy that what she said was the truth.

　　Why are these audiences still picky?