Chapter 263 When Victory Comes

It turns out that the culprit of this emergency is himself! Ximen Qing was stunned. He originally pressed his fingerprints with the juice of dishes like a little cleverness. In the dark, he actually accelerated the speed of incense burning twice, bringing himself closer to the moment of winning or losing the bet, which was really unimaginable.

Whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, Ximen Qing was safe and didn't know. He felt his fingers tremble, especially the big slippery right hand finger. Ximen Qing even wanted to bite off the finger at once. Who knows that fate was changed by such a simple detail.

The obvious feeling of urine came. Ximen Qing was afraid that he would pee into his trousers, so he could only constantly clamp (harmoniously) his legs, but the more so, the more obvious the feeling of urine.

Pain and torture.

The taste of lard has finally dissipated. It seems that the last part of the place immersed in the juice of the dishes has also been burned, and there is only a short part left. Ximen Qing is sure that he had not touched this part just now. After the acceleration of time, it has finally returned to the normal trajectory. However, in Ximenqing's view, the normal time speed seems to have been slowed down, far from the addiction just now. No matter whether you win or lose, it will be decided in a moment. Isn't it fast?

And now the speed of burning incense is like cutting meat with a blunt knife, which consumes Ximen Qing's fighting spirit and patience little by little. Ximenqing even doubted whether he was painted with something that he did not want to burn under the incense. In fact, the normal time is not normal, but has been artificially slowed down. He even wanted to blow the firefly-like scent with his mouth, so that it could burn faster. However, Wang An has just said that he can no longer touch the incense and can no longer take any action of breach of contract. Otherwise, all the efforts made just now will be in vain. Wang An will even bite back and say that Ximen Qing should be regarded as losing because of breach of contract.

Ximenqing couldn't let his eyes look at Wang An again. He stared intently at Xiang. Only when there was a double shadow in his eyesight because he was too focused, he looked at Wang An and returned his eyes to normal. However, Ximen Qing found that Wang An's expression had also changed. To be precise, Wang An did not have any expression on his face now. Like Ximen Qing, he focused on the incense, and the black eyes of his eyes kept approaching his nose, showing a little dementia.

At the last moment, the string was tightened to the extreme.

The guys in Guihua Building seemed to be about to finish their meal, and the jingling sound of pots and pans came. It seemed that someone was urging them, and the voices of the guys was even more noisy. The guys after the meal said everything, and their voices were obviously much louder than before the meal.

It seems that it really needs to be seen. Wang An said that when the osman of Guihualou's dinner, the "big man" will come to make trouble, and now is the time. The incense is about to burn out. The tiny burning incense head seems to be flush with the dust in the incense burner. It is hard to say when it will go out. It can only be said that it is possible at any time. Ximenqing held his breath. He was afraid that the fragrance would burn less or burn more for a moment because of his heavy breathing.

Ximenqing's hands lost consciousness because of their constant clenching, and his fingers were covered with sweat, but he couldn't even loosen his clenched fists to wipe them. He didn't feel uncomfortable with sweat, but was afraid that sweat would fall into the incense burner and extinguish the flames, causing a saying Unclear results. The cramped fingers are beating regularly, and the slippery feeling has long been unsensible. No, it should be said that Ximen Qing can't feel anything else because of nervousness.

The incense begins to flash and will go out at any time. Like the same dying man whose breathing rhythm has become extremely slow, and his family is surrounded by this dying man. For this irreversible ending, those families do not have any sadness, as if they also want this moment to come sooner, because sadness has been brewing for a long time, and the dying person does not If you swallow this breath, you can't send out sadness. Everyone is waiting, waiting quietly and irritablely.

The breathing interval of the dying person is getting longer and longer, and even makes people wonder whether there will be the next inhaling action after exhaling this breath. The interval between each breath seemed to have been elongated to a century. Several times, the sadness was about to erupt, but it was blocked by a sudden flash and stuck in the turbid throat.

Finally, after a sudden long inhalation, the long-standing breathing rhythm was disrupted and the discordant sound appeared. Then, the exhalation did not appear again, and everything was over.

Ximenqing looked at the extinguished incense. The sudden light of the incense just now seemed to stay there, but it was only the last light before it died, and everything was over.

Ximen Qing twitched his nose fiercely. He needed to free himself from the feeling of waiting. Then he bit the back of his hand fiercely, which made his palm regain consciousness and his fingers could move again. At the moment when the incense went out, everything seemed to stop. He could not hear any sound or see any picture, but now, everything has returned, noisy and bustling, and the cold wind blowing from the door.

Cold wind! Ximen Qing turned around fiercely. He was afraid of the result, but he had to face it. However, the door of the Osmanthus Building was empty and no one stood there, and the clerk in the hall was packing up the lunch bowls and chopsticks, talking and laughing normally and not being disturbed.

The big teapot didn't come, and the big teapot didn't come! The big teapot didn't come!!! And the fragrance burned out!!!! I won. Ximenqing realized the victory. Although this victory was originally in his pocket, when it really came, Ximenqing had never experienced that ecstasy, sense of achievement and satisfaction.

Looking at Wang An again, his face was full of astonishment. He didn't seem to believe the ending, as if everything he saw was not real, but a false welcome. Ximen Qing really wants to laugh wildly. He wants to completely laugh at Wang An, a guy who doesn't know the depth of heaven, let him pay for his arrogant behavior, and tell him that everything belongs to Ximen Qing, including his life!

"Is this the Osmanthus Building?" When Ximenqing was overjoyed, a sound came from the door. He turned his head and saw the big teapot standing at the door, staring at the people in the hall.