Ling Cage: Many Children, Many Blessings - I Became the Head of Dawn

A smile appeared on Bai Yuekui's lips.

Xia Tianlai had already told her Qin Song's identity. Dragon Bone Village was in need of a core combatant, since he couldn't take action too often.

If the plan to attack the sex changes, this guy can continue to take over.

When the wind tiles were drawn, Qin Song sat in the East Wind position, Bai Yuekui sat in the West Wind position, and Jiang Lan and Yunyun sat to Qin Song's left and right.

Four hands were shuffling mahjong tiles on the table when Bai Yuekui suddenly grabbed Qin Song's hand. "Are you healed?"

Qin Song nodded.

Bai Yuekui seemed to be deep in thought. The soul he extracted from the other party last time had been completely corrupted, indicating that the mental power had become so strong that it was difficult to control.

Why did things suddenly get better today?

Jiang Lan and Yunyun were both shocked.

This 100-year-old girl is actually having an affair with a much younger man!

Qin Song squeezed Bai Yuekui's palm; it was soft and tender, comparable to Xia Dou and Mai Duo's. He marveled at the power of the Angel Potion.

Bai Yuekui's energy surged into Qin Song's body, causing her brows to furrow almost imperceptibly. She couldn't sense Qin Song's energy flow and spiritual power at all.

How did this guy do it?

Bai Yuekui snapped out of her daze and realized that Qin Song was playing with her small hand, so she immediately pulled it back in annoyance.

After playing five rounds, Qin Song was somewhat puzzled; Bai Yuekui's card skills seemed rather mediocre.

He ate and bumped around haphazardly, even setting off two firecrackers, and his usual sharp aura was nowhere to be seen.

In the last round, I only won a small hand with two points.

In the middle of the sixth round, Qin Song drew a lucky card, and Bai Yuekui shouted "Bang!" His expression immediately turned serious.

I glanced at the river of cards and didn't see a single red dragon or white dragon.

Looking up, I saw a faint smile on Bai Yuekui's lips.

Good heavens! This guy's aiming for a triple crown!

In international mahjong, the "Big Three Dragons" hand is a Yakuman hand with 88 points and a fixed multiplier of 32. Multiplying this by 20 gives you 640 points, and multiplying by the base of 20 again gives you 12800 points in one round of Yakuman.

In this round, Bai Yuekui was the dealer, and the dealer won by drawing the winning tile himself, which is double the amount, or 25600.

If the other villagers lose a game, they'll have to keep doing tasks forever.

Qin Song thought to himself, "This hundred-year-old girl really has incredibly smooth shoulders; I almost fell for her disguise."

Then, without hesitation, he played a dangerous card.

"I won!" Yunyun exclaimed in delight.

Bai Yuekui looked at the three red dragons and three white dragons in his hand and shook his head slightly. He had been discovered after all.

It seems we can only rely on our own strength.

Her aura changed, and she began to concentrate fully on preparing for the seventh strike.

Qin Song also began to concentrate, staring intently at Bai Yuekui's card drawing, playing, and cutting actions, analyzing every subtle movement in his mind.

Two mahjong masters were locked in a fierce battle at the table, which made things difficult for Jiang Lan and Yunyun.

Qin Song and Bai Yuekui took over the self-draw, and each time the hand was quite large.

Jiang Lan and Yunyun's drawers were quickly emptied.

Then came four consecutive draws. After the fourth draw, Jiang Lan couldn't resist peeking at Qin Song's hand.

Qin Song's hand was a complete mess, and he was still a long way from winning.

She asked, puzzled, "You discarded several unfamiliar tiles and kept all the winning tiles in your hand. Do you have X-ray vision?"

Qin Song glanced at her sideways, "Your high-stakes attitude is so obvious, do you really need X-ray vision?"

He is really good and fun-loving.

Yunyun reached out and lifted Jiang Lan's hand, exclaiming in surprise, "A pure suit of all tiles! Thank goodness I didn't draw any of the Wan suit, otherwise I would have given away a winning hand. I have a double dragon and seven pairs."

Jiang Lan glanced at the empty drawer, rolled up her sleeves, and said, "Song Qing, you and the boss can't shuffle the cards. Yunyun and I will do it."

She refused to believe it. Her potential lay in her brain, and even if it wasn't activated, her reaction speed and observation skills should have surpassed those of ordinary people.

Qin Song and Bai Yuekui exchanged a glance but remained silent.

They could sense that neither of them was using their full potential or cheating; they were relying purely on card skills and insight.

"Let's settle this in one more round," Bai Yuekui said softly.

Through the previous few draws, she could already sense a massive wave of cards brewing on the table.

Qin Song noticed it as well and nodded slightly.

Sometimes when playing mahjong, you have to believe in that elusive luck.

At the start of the game, both players quietly built their hands, avoiding any melds or combinations, keeping their presence as concealed as possible.

On the 9th round, Bai Yuekui drew a six of characters and his eyes lit up; he was finally ready to win.

这一局她的手牌是11、123、46、789、999万，九莲宝灯卡五万，只要自摸就能通杀全场。

And she could sense that she would win the 50,000 tile by drawing it herself in the next round.

This feeling is incredibly strange; whatever you touch, it will take effect.

After glancing at the discard pile, I saw that the 1-bamboo tile was discarded, and two 5-bamboo tiles were discarded, one of which was discarded by the player to my left in this round. This ruled out the 2-bamboo and 5-bamboo tiles, or the 2-bamboo tile being a tile that would allow me to complete my hand.

She played the single two of bamboo in her hand.

Qin Song suddenly spoke up: "Block!"

Bai Yuekui raised an eyebrow, and the stars seemed to shift.

Jiang Lan was a little surprised, "I haven't seen you play 'Peng' for so long, I thought you were going to give up again."

Qin Song drew a 50,000 tile, and because he had already melded Bai Yuekui's tile, the tile she drew ended up in his hand.

Wu Wan already had three cards in his hand. He glanced at Bai Yuekui and said, "Let's draw again!"

According to international rules, a concealed kong does not require revealing the kong tile.

Bai Yuekui sat up straight, a vague premonition in his heart that his 50,000 yuan was likely to be confiscated.

When it was her turn to draw a card, she drew a six-wan.

After a moment's hesitation, she spent 40,000 and changed her mind to spend 70,000.

Although we will lose the powerful Nine Gates hand, we can still win as long as we can get a winning hand.

One of the seven of the seven tiles has already been played in the river, and no one has claimed it, so there are still two left. Playing the four of the seven tiles can be a way to bait out the opponent's moves.

Next, Bai Yuekui drew two more Wan tiles in a row. Instead of being surprised, she was delighted, because this meant her winning streak was about to begin.

Qin Song clearly sensed that Bai Yuekui's speed of drawing tiles had increased, indicating that he was preparing to win by drawing the winning tile himself.

After Yunyun played a nine of bamboo.

"Bang!" Qin Song made another move, casually discarding the useless card, Wan.

Bai Yuekui silently put down the card he was about to draw.

Then Yunyun drew a 70,000. At this point, the game was in the middle to late stages, and even if she was a novice, she could sense the danger of the 70,000.

Apart from Bai Yuekui, almost no one else played a single 10,000-character tile.

On the 20th round, Qin Song's eyes lit up as soon as he got his hand: "Nine of Bamboo!"

Bai Yuekui raised an eyebrow. Three bars already? Could this guy be planning to go for four bars?

Chapter 130 You don't want word to get out that you owe money and don't pay it back, do you?

At this moment, Qin Song held four eight-bamboo tiles.

He konged seven of the same suit on the ridge, then glanced at Bai Yuekui again, "Kong again!"

The people at the card table suddenly felt a chill run down their spines.

The Eighteen Arhats are truly ready to win!

Qin Song slowly picked up the fourth tile, "Ling Shang Gang," and exhaled a breath of turbid air. It was seven of a kind.

"Self-draw! The Eighteen Arhats have completed their 88-point service!"

Bai Yuekui's eyelids twitched. The last two 70,000s were actually used in the Lingshan meld, so she had to pay 25600.

She placed the hundreds of crystal coins from the drawer on the table.

"That's not enough, Boss Bai, that condition..." Qin Song teased.

Bai Yuekui drew his Tang sword from behind and threw it onto the table.

Qin Song was stunned. Was this a plan to kill him to silence him?

Bai Yuekui said, "I'll give you my Alaya consciousness as collateral first, and I'll redeem it when I've collected enough money..."

"Wow! It's Alaya-vijnana! I heard the boss sleeps with it!" Yunyun exclaimed.

Qin Song laughed and said, "Debts accrue interest..."

Bai Yuekui rolled her eyes at him, "Don't worry, I'll gather the money within three days. If I can't, you can name your terms..."

After Bai Yuekui left, Qin Song stroked his chin. Three days?

This needs to be planned carefully.

He gently gripped the hilt of the Tang sword, and it rang out with a clang!

A powerful surge of energy coursed through the blade.

This is Bai Yuekui's signature weapon.

Qin Song waved his hand lightly, and a piercing tearing sound rang out.

Several barely perceptible gaps appeared out of nowhere in the ceiling of the mahjong parlor, creaking and groaning.

Qin Song immediately grabbed Jiang Lan and Yunyun and ran out.

Boom! The mahjong parlor collapsed instantly.

Amidst the smoke and dust, the boss's cursing voice rang out, "Which bastard did this?"

Qin Song immediately stored the Tang sword in his system space, turned to look at the two shocked women, and rubbed his fingers together, "It's your turn, crystal coins, crystal coins."

Yunyun snapped out of her daze and bit her fingers, mentally counting how much she was going to lose.

“你们的底是2，88番固定倍数32乘以20符再乘以2，庄家自摸2倍，2560。”

The two women were struck dumb; how could they possibly want so much?

Jiang Lan opened her mouth. She rarely went on missions and could only earn money by cutting hair. Each person earned 2 coins, so 2560 would mean cutting hair for 1280 people.

Yunyun said pitifully in a high-pitched voice, "Brother Song Qing, I don't have that much money, how about I owe it to you first..."

Qin Song said in a low voice, "I'll come to your house later. You can teach me yoga to pay off the debt."

Yunyun's face flushed, "It's settled then..."

After saying that, she ran away in a flash, vowing to quit mahjong from today onwards. It was too terrible; she lost several months' salary in just one game.

Qin Song turned his gaze to Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan's face was almost contorted into a bitter expression; that was 1280 people.

With so many heads displayed together, she suddenly felt a sense of dread while getting a haircut.

After a moment's hesitation, Jiang Lan said in a low voice, "I don't have that much money right now, or maybe..."

Qin Song interrupted directly: "Teacher Tony, you don't want word to get out that you owe money and haven't paid it back, do you?"

"Then they..."

"They agreed to my conditions, what about you?" Qin Song calmly took Jiang Lan's small hand.

Jiang Lan tried to pull away, but couldn't. She stammered, "W-what do you want to do?"

"I remember you said you could do foot massages? I'd like to try it out?"