
I Was Set up When I Returned to My Hometown for the New Year, and I Made a Vampire Kneel to Death in the Ancestral Hall
by Turning Fog
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On New Year's Eve, I returned to my hometown after five years to pay homage to my ancestors, with full sincerity. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the house, his cousin dragged him into the smoky side room and stood in front of the gambling table. "Hey, people who come back from big cities are different. They haven't been home for five years, and they show off when they come back?" My cousin threw a deck of cards on the table in a weird way. "If you still have poor relatives like us in your eyes, you should follow the rules and play a few games with me. Otherwise, you will forget your roots and look down on your ancestors!" Amid the cheers of the crowd, I was forced to sit down. After a few rounds, I deliberately lost all the cash on hand, spread my hands and stood up: "Cousin, I really have no money, I won't..." Before I could finish my words, my cousin put one foot on the chair and stared at the designer bag I put aside: "I have no money. ? Who believes it? You can leave the table if you want. If you lose today, not only will you keep the year-end bonus, but you will also have to dry up the basin of foot washing water that you just soaked under the table." My cousin thought that I was trembling with fear and was still exchanging glances with my colleagues. Hehe, idiot. I had clearly figured out his little tricks of hiding things in his sleeves and the frequency with which he exchanged glances with the dealer three times ago. "Okay, since my cousin is so interested, I will accompany him to the end." I suddenly stopped shaking and slapped the bank card that contained my savings for the whole year on the table. I stared at my cousin's frozen smile and spoke slowly: "But since the game is so big, the rules have to be changed. If anyone loses, they don't have to drink water. They have to kneel at the door of the ancestral hall for three days and three nights, and everyone who meets them calls me an unworthy descendant. Cousin, do you dare to accept it?"
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