Dragon Clan: Rebirth and Return

[The title of this chapter should be: The Girl Destined to Go to Hell] (I'm afraid that if the title contains the word "hell" and the whole chapter will be blocked, so be careful)

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got windy.

The evening breeze was gentle, and it seemed as if an ethereal ancient tune was coming from the wind.

The dim candlelight shines, reflecting the tranquility and depth of the girl's beautiful face, just like a devout witch praying for blessings from the gods in an ancient shrine.

At this moment, all the tourists in Sensoji Temple could not deny that their hearts were moved, and they were all submerged in the fluorescence emanating from the lottery girl.

At first, many tourists were holding cameras in their hands ready to take pictures, but in such beautiful scenery, they were all intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

However, these people didn't have the slightest thought. The beauty blooming on Eryi's body was sacred, and people didn't dare to blaspheme it at all. They only felt moved from the bottom of their hearts.

It touches people that there are such beautiful things in the world, which makes people's hearts move and make them shed tears unconsciously.

Lu Mingfei standing next to the girl was equally dazzling.

The boy was dressed in a black hunting suit, his eyes were cold and deep, and he met his eyes inadvertently, as if staring at a deadly blade.

But with such sharp eyes, only when he looks at the girl, he is full of love.

Although the two did not speak at this moment, the visitors present could feel the deep love between Lu Mingfei and Eri Yi.

It was a kind of situation where even if the doomsday came, in a crowded place of refuge, as long as each other raised their heads, they would be able to find each other in an instant, break through the crowd, and hug each other vigorously.

Before the girl drew the lot, she looked at the boy affectionately with her beautiful eyes. She must have drawn the lot at this moment to find a good ending for their love.

Now, this is such a beautiful love, even the gods would be moved to tears, so how could they not give it to a single person?

Many people think so.

It also comes with such a beautiful blessing.

The whole place became completely quiet, and even the sound of the wind became more lively, gently blowing up the girl's long hair and skirt, making it quiet and beautiful.

Wow, wow, wow...

The girl slowly shook the lottery tube in her hand.

A bamboo stick slipped out of the bamboo stick and fell onto the table in front of him with a clatter.

Huiliyi opened her eyes and reached out to pick up the bamboo stick. There was a line of numbers and a character on it, which contained inexplicable meanings.

"Girl, give me the sign, and I will interpret it for you." The middle-aged monk on the side clasped his hands together and chuckled.

The number on the bamboo stick corresponds to the number of the wooden drawer next to it. Inside the drawer is a page of paper, and the content on the paper represents the specific result of the lottery.

"Well!"

Eriyi nodded and handed the bamboo stick in her hand to the other party.

The girl looked solemn during the whole process, as if the bamboo stick in her hand was not only the result of a lottery, but also represented the future of her and Sakura.

All the tourists present couldn't help but become curious, everyone wanted to know what kind of lottery such a beautiful girl would draw.

Lu Mingfei was also curious.

Although he doesn't believe in these things at all, sometimes he can't help but fantasize. This kind of thinking has nothing to do with superstition or not, it is purely an inexplicable imagination in his heart.

The middle-aged monk bowed slightly and took the bamboo stick from Eriyi.

However, the moment the other party's eyes fell on the end of the bamboo sign, his originally peaceful face suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but frown, "The bad sign."

Although the details of the draw cannot be seen from the bamboo stick numbers, the bamboo sticks will be marked at the end. For example, if you sign on the bamboo stick, the word "good luck" will be written at the end of the bamboo stick. Then you can find the corresponding lottery paper and you will be able to understand.

Find out what kind of good fortune it is.

If you make a bamboo sign, you will write the word "Xiao Ji". There are also "Ban Ji", "Ji" and "Da Ji", etc. But in addition, there is also a kind of evil sign. There will be an evil word written at the end of the bamboo sign, which is marked in eye-catching red.

, once drawn, it will be regarded as unknown, and the person who draws the lot is likely to suffer some accidents in the future.

"A bad sign? Isn't it?"

The tourists present could not help but be surprised.

Obviously, this result is somewhat contrary to their inner thoughts. After all, the probability of a bad draw is still very small. Usually, if you are not lucky, the draw will only be a bad draw or a bad draw.

Eriyi also became nervous.

Although she didn't know what a bad sign was, she could see the confusion on the faces of the people present, which seemed to be caused by this bamboo stick that meant so much to her.

"Don't be afraid, girl, even bad luck can be resolved. And today is a day of prayer. All bad luck will be seven times away, and all good luck will be seven times stronger. You can draw a few more times, and you will be able to turn bad luck into good luck. Okay.

Good luck."

The middle-aged monk chuckled charitablely, trying to ease Eri Yi's nervousness.

Although Sensoji Temple is about to close, the tourists around are not dissatisfied because they have not yet drawn a lot. They all subconsciously wish this beautiful girl like an angel to draw a good lot.

Eryi couldn't help but look at Lu Mingfei beside her, who gave her an encouraging look again.

In fact, Lu Mingfei didn't care whether it was bad or not, he just wanted Eri Yi to be happy. If a girl would only be happy if she got a lucky draw, then he would definitely encourage Eri Yi to keep doing it.

Eriki nodded and started a new round of drawing lots again.

Soon another bamboo stick slipped out of the tube.

The monk picked up the bamboo stick, looked at the eye-catching red color that appeared at the end of the bamboo stick again, and frowned again.

It turned out to be another bad fortune.

"Girl, please keep pumping!"

"Uh-huh!"

"Unfortunate sign, come again!"

"Another bad sign! Again, again!"

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In this way, Eriyi started drawing lots again and again.

However, every time the lucky numbers were drawn, the eyes of the surrounding tourists also changed from the blessings at the beginning to weird, shocking, and... a little creepy.

The monk's expression also became completely solemn, and he already had seventeen more bamboo sticks in his hand, each with an eye-catching scarlet word "fierce" on it.

There are one hundred lots in the whole lot tube, and there are only eighteen unlucky lots. According to the lottery rules, the more unlucky lots are drawn, the more unknown the person who draws the lot is. Once the lot is drawn eighteen times in a row, that is

No great evil!

There are rumors in the world that there are eighteen levels of hell.

And if there is no extreme evil, it means that the person who draws the lot must be riddled with sins and cannot be freed in this life until he dies and becomes an evil ghost who is judged to the eighteenth level of hell.

The monk was trembling all over.

Looking at the last bad fortune sign in Eri Yi's hand, he grabbed the seventeen bad fortune fortune sticks in his hand, as if he were grabbing seventeen ferocious poisonous snakes.

He really couldn't imagine that this girl, as beautiful as an angel, would end up like this after being drawn eighteen times in a row.

Although he is a monk, he actually doesn't believe in things like drawing lots. After all, in this era, no serious person still believes in this thing. The main reason is that the money comes quickly in this industry!

Even if he drew several unlucky lots, he would just curse inwardly at his bad luck, but Hui Liyi actually drew all the unlucky lots in the lottery tube one after another.

If once or twice is a coincidence, but if it happens eighteen times in a row, it is no longer a coincidence, but inevitable, fate, and an irreversible ending!

This girl is destined to go to hell!