I have a mahjong group, and the group is full of gods.
Yue Lao, Kitchen God, and the Dragon King of the East China Sea are all rubbing their hands at this table.
Win one and get a magic spell.
Win two and get a free constitution.
If I win three, the gods will give me cigarettes.
Since then, a mysterious boy has appeared in the city.
Others are still running for life, but I am already playing mahjong to win immortality.
