In the first round of competition, it can be said that the group was wiped out. Qiao Wei was "exhausted" and lay in her husband's arms looking for comfort. Like betting, it has its own rules, haven’t you won against Wu Dajin? Why don’t you know the golden rules of casinos?”
"What's the golden rule?" Gang Leader Qiao asked tearfully.
Young Master Ming said very solemnly: "If you want to win, you must lose first. Look at those who enter the game, who didn't win a lot of money at the beginning, but after that, they will keep losing because they have always believed in themselves. There will be another chance at the original luck."
Qiao Wei said pitifully: "Isn't that the casino is cheating? No one is cheating here..."
Ji Mingxiu pinched her tender little chin: "It's all the same. Anyway, remember, whoever wins at the beginning will lose in the end."
Qiao Wei felt that what Mingxiu said made sense, and straightened up from his arms: "I'm going to the bathroom."
Ji Mingxiu nodded fondly, Qiao Wei got up and went, Yan Feijue came over: "If you want to win, you must lose first, is it true?"
Ji Mingxiu: "Fake."
Yan Feijue: "..."
In the meeting hall, regarding the results of this competition, the adults have launched an extremely intense discussion.
Given that Qiao Zheng's earlier understanding of Dolma was full of loopholes, and this time, the four of them were annihilated and completely lost. The Bi Luo family firmly believed that the little Dolma they had found was the real one.
The Sena family didn't think so. He Lanqing was a Tana tribe who sneaked out back then. It's normal for her to conceal her identity and fabricate something related to herself. Strange.
As for today's competition, they didn't get the right questions at all.
That kid Jing Yun is well-educated and full of knowledge, not to mention reciting poems, writing poems is easy, if he is the one who recites poems in the lottery today, others will have no chance of winning.
Master Qiao is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but it's a pity that he picked up a big stone in his chest. How can this make a scholar who has no strength to restrain a chicken? how broken
As for Qiao Wei and Wang Shu, they were even more wronged.
Wang Shu eats at Sena's house, and he can finish more than a dozen dishes by himself...
"They're just unlucky!" Madame Senna said.
Patriarch Bi Luo said: "Is it luck? Why didn't Mrs. Sena say it was the will of the true god? It was the true god who let them draw a question that they didn't know. It was a coincidence once, it was a coincidence twice, and it was a coincidence three times and four times. Don’t you think it’s a coincidence? With such bad luck, it can only be said that they are not people who are blessed by the true god, and the true god abandoned them and chose the real little Dolma.”
Seine glanced at Patriarch Biro. When they were very young, they used to be brothers who played in mud together. But now that they are grown up and have something to guard, they are no longer the playmates who can be defenseless. .
Seine said: "I remember that when Dolma was young, she also knew everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I don't know if such Dolma is also a child who is not blessed by the true god in the eyes of Patriarch Biluo?"
Patriarch Bi Luo choked, and resentfully said: "I didn't say that!"
Patriarch Bahar is the in-law of Patriarch Biluo, so he is naturally on the side of Biluo's family. He snorted coldly and said, "Since we have this competition, we must respect the results of this competition. If not, then what's the point of this competition? What's the point of calling us all the way from the border?"
Mrs. Senna's father, Patriarch Tatar stepped forward: "One round of competition can't explain anything. I suggest adding another round of competition."
Patriarch Bi Luo said: "Isn't it necessary? They lost all four games. According to their strength, even if they add another hundred rounds, they will only lose one hundred more times!"
Seine He said with a serious face: "Patriarch Bi Luo, don't speak big words too early!"
Patriarch Bi Luo said unceremoniously, "It's always better to tell the truth sooner or later."
The two quarreled in the hall, and soon, Patriarch Tatar and Patriarch Bahar also joined the ranks of the dispute.
Several elders sat behind the long table, listening to the quarrels of the lords, their faces were a little cloudy.
He Zhuo looked at the crowd: "What do the elders think?"
The elders all sighed. When they saw the two children in the garden earlier, they were attracted by the demeanor of the two, but today the performance of the two is indeed not satisfactory. Of course, they did get very unlucky questions, but This just shows the true God's determination, doesn't it? After all, who can be so unlucky as a normal person
He Zhuo took a panoramic view of the sighs of several people, paused, and asked the Qingyan female official beside him: "Go and ask the saint what she said."
"Yes." Lady Qingyan went as she said, and the saint was still sitting on the seat, wearing a translucent red curtain, and she was like a beautiful holy fire lotus. Lady Qingyan whispered a few words to her, and then Go back to the hall and reply, "He Zhuo, the saint said this is your family matter, you can decide for yourself."
He Zhuo nodded, and asked again: "How is the public's reaction?"
The female official Qingyan said: "Everyone thinks that the little Dolma that Bi Luo's family found is the real little Dolma."
The will of the people, so there is really nothing to talk about.
The great elder shook his head regretfully.
Patriarch Bi Luo showed a smug expression.
Madame Senna almost gritted her silver teeth.
Qiao Wei came back from the toilet, and in the aisle, she ran into "Little Dolma" who seemed to be waiting for her specially.
The woman raised her eyebrows willfully, and said with a smile: "What am I talking about? I will definitely win you, right?"
Qiao Wei smiled faintly: "He Zhuo hasn't pronounced the sentence yet, I still have a chance to come back, don't get too excited."
The woman walked out slowly, leaned on the railing, and waved to the civilians on the third floor, who immediately burst into cheers.
Obviously, the experience of her being blessed by the true God washed away the atrocities of the previous days, and everyone began to respect her again in their hearts, thinking that she was the child chosen by the true god.
She smiled at everyone in a gentle and friendly manner, then turned to look at Qiao Wei, the smile on her face faded by three points: "You have lost everything, and there will be no more chances, He Zhuo will announce soon My identity, write my name on the family tree, and I will bear the brand of the Helan family on my body, and from then on, I will always be Little Dolma!"
"You have a good idea." Qiao Wei walked towards her coldly, raised her bare hand, and slowly touched her shoulder.
The woman's eyelashes trembled, and then she sneered: "What? You want to throw me down? Come on, so many pairs of eyes are watching, let them see how you can kill people instead of tricks!"
Qiao Wei smiled: "You think too much, your buttons are unbuttoned, I'll just help you fasten them."
The woman lowered her head and saw that one of her buttons had been undone at some point, revealing half of her milky white tube top. She greeted the civilians just now with this appearance. The reason why they reacted so fiercely was because...
Shame to death!
The woman covered her skirt, glared at Qiao Wei coldly, turned and left.
Qiao Wei spread her hands and unbuttoned herself, blame me
Qiao Wei turned around, ready to go downstairs to look for Wang Shu and Jing Yun, but within a few steps, she ran into He Zhuo head-on.
He Zhuo Jiubing, with a sickly pale complexion, made his heart feel a little sour, but when he thought that he couldn't even recognize his own grandson and little great-grandson, and blindly pampered a group of Xibei, Qiao Wei couldn't feel distressed again.
"He Zhuo." Qiao Wei greeted him politely and distantly.
He Zhuo Ding looked at her steadily.
Qiao Wei snorted secretly, why are you looking at me like this
"He Zhuo, I have nothing to do first..."
Before she finished speaking, there was a burst of screaming on the field. Qiao Wei instinctively looked at the screaming crowd, but found that they covered their mouths one by one and looked straight at the direction of the first floor. Looking over, I saw that the originally closed iron gate opened at some point, and several huge golden eagles flew out.
These golden eagles were originally used for fighting in the arena. During the fight, an iron chain would be wrapped around their feet to prevent them from flying away or hurting the spectators upstairs. However, today, there is nothing on their ankles , obviously escaped by himself.
The golden eagle was full of aggression, and flew up the field, pecking at anyone and scratching at the baby, and the scene became chaotic in an instant.
A golden eagle flew towards Qiao Wei suddenly, Qiao Wei shook one arm, Fen Tian fell into her hand, and was about to pull out the scabbard when suddenly, a skinny and powerful palm grabbed her hand, Pull her behind.
Qiao Wei was taken aback.
The golden eagle flew over, and sooner or later, a guard's spear pierced the golden eagle's wings, and the golden eagle screamed, flapping its wings and flying away.
"He Zhuo, are you okay?" The guard came over.
He Zhuo coughed violently, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, it was obvious that all his strength was overdrawn just now.
"Grandpa!" The woman also rushed over anxiously, held He Zhuo's shoulders, and asked extremely worriedly: "Grandpa, are you okay?"
He Zhuo smiled weakly and kindly: "I'm fine."
The woman threw herself into his arms, choked with sobs and said, "I was really scared to death just now! I thought that golden eagle would hurt you..."
He Zhuo raised his hand and gently stroked her long hair: "Am I okay? Stop crying."
Qiao Wei stared blankly at her hand, is it an illusion? He Zhuo just unexpectedly...
Looking at the two people hugging each other deeply, Qiao Wei felt that she was thinking too much. How could He Zhuo sacrifice his life to save her? In his eyes, this Xibei guy is his own grandson, and he is just an impostor with evil intentions.
He just did that... Maybe he mistook himself for this Xibei guy