Chapter 262 Accelerating Time

At this point, the dust has settled, and Ximen Qing believes that he has a chance to win. He looked at the smoke from the burning fragrance and felt extremely intoxicated. Then Ximen Qing moved the position of the incense burner and put it close to his body. In this way, his back completely blocked the sight of the incense burner from the door, and even the counter clerk could not see the incense burner. In a very safe location, Ximen Qing nodded with satisfaction.

"Wang An, our bet has officially begun." Ximen Qing looked at Wang An as if he were looking at the prey he had captured, and Wang An seemed to be trembling slightly.

"Well...well, here it is, owner." Wang An spoke, but his hands were ** on his face, pinching his nose and scratching his ears.

"King's account room." Ximen Qing shouted sully, "I think you should still sit down. If there are too many additional actions, I will feel that you are reporting to your accomplices. Our bet is like a life-and-death bet. You'd better don't leave me any words in the king's account room. Otherwise, if you lose, I won't admit it. ."

"What's the boss saying... I... I'm not reporting the news, but my face is really a little itchy." Wang An kept explaining that the originally complete sentence became messy in his mouth, and sweat slowly appeared on his forehead.

"Oh, Wang Ganfang, it's not that I don't believe your character, but you just said that character can't be used as a tool to consider in the face of such a big bet. If you raise your face again, I think you can stick to the time of incense. You can hold each other with your hands and put your hands on the table or your legs. I think it's okay. Wang account room, you can wait for the bet to win or lose, and scratch your face slowly and hard. I think it will be very enjoyable at that time. Hahaha. Wang Account Room, I remind you that maybe after you have done an action, I will suddenly turn around and may see some suspicious people at the door. At that time, some words will really not be clear. Ximen Qing's eyes were staring and the fierce light was exposed.

Wang An reluctantly put his hands on the table, crossed his fingers and couldn't move. During this period, the sweat on his forehead kept on. He looked at Ximenqing and motioned if he could wipe it with his hand, but Ximen Qing refused by shaking his head. Ximenqing watched Wang An's sweat flow into his eyes, and his eyes also felt a little uncomfortable. When he rubbed it with his hand, he found that it was the smoke generated by the burning of incense. However, Ximen Qing did not dare to move the position of the incense burner. He was afraid that this small movement would make others see the burning of incense, so as to infer the specific time.

In fact, people always say that it takes a long time to do something, but Ximen Qing understands that this kind of time is generally referred to and is not so accurate at all. Maybe if it is really calculated by incense, most people's incense will end at half a column of incense or two columns of incense. For ordinary people, the estimated time is really It's too difficult. In addition, the time for different kinds of incense to burn one is also different. Therefore, as long as the state of incense during the burning process is completely protected, everything will be extremely safe. For this kind of safety, in order to harvest Wang An's life, what is it that the eyes are smoked for a while? Ximen Qing did not rub it with his hands anymore, but looked at Wang An in front of the dazzling smoke.

There is no need to worry about the incense burning there. The only thing to worry about is whether Wang An will secretly send out deadly information when people are unprepared.

But gradually, Wang An's appearance changed. From the beginning, he gradually became calm, and the sweat on his forehead became less, and finally he regained dryness. Later, his expression was actually a smile, facing Ximenqing's eyes, without any fear, looking at his opponent who was sure to win.

Ximenqing was not scared by Wang An's expression, and he could not be scared. Up to now, it can be said that what can be done has been done before. Now even if you really think of any flaws, there is no chance to modify it. This road can no longer be turned back, so just go down.

The long-term eye contact with Wang An made Ximen Qing's eyes a little sour, and the continuous smoke made his eyes painful. Under this double torture, Ximen Qing's eyes began to shed tears. Ximenqing felt very shameful. As a man, tears in public are indeed not very glorious, but tears are first-class, and his eyes are actually polished a lot. The disgraceful tears greatly eased Ximen Qing's pain.

At the same time, Ximenqing felt that the smell of this fragrance seemed to be a little different from just now. It seemed to be mixed with the aroma of oil... Ximenqing's first reaction was that he was calculated. The smell of oil was mixed with toxins in the fragrance, which was the solid evidence that the toxin was dispersed in the air after being activated... But He immediately calmed down. If it is a toxin, it must be an acute poison, because chronic poison can't change this gamble, but if it is an acute poison, it should have been poisoned when he finds the toxin. Besides, Ximen Qing also doesn't believe that Wang An can collude with the clerks of Guihualou and do anything in the incense. It is not impossible for Wang An to kill Ximenqing, but he will definitely choose to win the gambling game. This is a confirmed condition obtained by Ximenqing through a few days of contact.

Moreover, Ximen Qing feels that Wang An has been working in Ximen Pharmacy, and Ximen Qing himself is also very interested in the poisoning methods of these crooked sects. He and Wang An must be regarded as teachers, but this is similar to the poison that the smell of oil can spread in the air, which Ximen Qing has never heard of.

He took courage and took a deep breath. This time, Ximen Qing heard it clearly. This kind of grease seems to be lard. But how can there be lard in this fragrance? Ximen Qing glanced down slightly. I didn't find anything strange about the burning fragrance, but the smell was really puzzled.

No matter what it tastes like, it's just a small problem, it doesn't matter, as long as the taste doesn't harm me. Ximen Qing no longer thought about the problem of lard, but continued to stare at Wang An and occasionally glanced at Xiang. Because at a glance, Ximen Qing saw that Xiang only had less than half the length left. His calm heart suddenly tightened.

It's already afternoon, and the clerk of Guihualou is eating loudly. Ximen Qing tried to listen to what they were talking about, but the sound sounded like a fly on a pile of dung, with no rules and no way to distinguish it. The big teapot has not yet appeared, whether it is the county office or here, and the time he agreed with the big teapot has come. He may appear in the county office or... Guihua Building every moment after that. No, it won't be so coincidental. The big teapot will never enter the door at the moment when the fragrance burns out. Ximenqing repeatedly roared at himself, and his luck could not be so bad.

There is no need for good luck to win this bet. What Ximenqing needs is just luck, and luck is enough. For a long time, Ximen Qing feels that his luck is neither good nor bad. He belongs to the person who is favored by Pingyun. As long as Pingyun takes care of himself this time, even if the big teapot should enter the door at the moment when the fragrance burns out, as long as he falls on the road, or suddenly wants to solve it, just miss this time. .

With the passage of time, the remaining length of the incense is gradually shortened. The smell of lard also came again. Ximenqing's mood was extremely anxious, and this strange smell was even worse. He was a little angry. He even felt that he couldn't hold on. His buttocks kept twisting on the chair, and even his feet had sweated a lot, and his socks had been soaked with sweat. Ximen Qing began to question his impulse and why he chose to start such a gamble today, at such a time. Obviously, the victory and defeat of Wu Song has not been completely clear, so he fought with his right-hand man with his life. If this is just a matter of anger, the price will be too high.

Once the result of the test is... If the Wu brothers did not leave Yanggu, what will they be waiting for Ximenqing? He didn't dare to think about it. Looking at the incense again, there are only two fingers left. Ximen Qing suddenly found one thing, that is, every time he smells the smell of lard, the speed of incense burning will increase much faster. It has been like this twice in the past, which does not seem to be an accident. Did someone put lard on the incense? Only this explanation is workable, but it is impossible. I inserted the fragrance myself. I have checked it in detail before inserting it, and there is nothing strange. If there is any slippery feeling on the surface, I will definitely know in advance.

This is so strange, damn it. Ximen Qing didn't expect that such an unpredictable situation suddenly appeared at the moment of the incident. The speed of incense burning became faster, and it became faster twice. I really don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing. His palms also began to sweat. Ximenqing wiped them with his fingers, and the sweat on his palms would make him feel uncomfortable.

When wiping his sweat, he felt that his right hand was not right, because the palm of his right hand was more slippery than that of his left hand. Is it particularly sweating from his right hand? This is not normal, and... Why do you just have this feeling on your big fingers?

After a moment of hesitation, Ximen Qing suddenly realized. It's fingerprints. When I pressed the fingerprints just now, my thumb was immersed in the juice of the dishes, and the dishes I ordered today were all oily dishes. Of course, my thumb was dipped in some oil. That is to say... the lard on the fragrance was actually smeared by Ximen Qing himself!