Hearing Li Sisheng's voice, the rest of the people gathered over.

Then, they saw Li Sisheng holding a lottery holder with only seven sticks in his hand.

The middle-aged woman said in a trembling voice: "This, is this for us to draw lots?" ”

"It should be." Li Sisheng said calmly, "Who wants to smoke first." ”

No one spoke.

Regardless of the first draw and then the second draw, in short, someone must be unlucky.

"Why don't we do it together?" Luo Haoqi asked cautiously.

I feel like this is the best and fairest way to do it.

Nai Xi suddenly spoke, "You can't smoke it." ”

"Why?"

Li Sisheng looked at Nai Xi, and for the first time in two days, his expression showed doubt.

I don't seem to understand why Nai Xi wants to stop it.

According to the current progress, this lottery should be a must-draw plot.

"You are stupid, you can only use the lottery holder to ask for marriage, and you can only use the shaken, not the random drawing." Nai Xi reminded, "If you use methods that don't follow the rules, maybe the death mechanism will be triggered collectively." ”

Only then did everyone suddenly realize.

Li Sisheng nodded, "Then start with me, you guys are fine." ”

"I didn't ...... No. ”

"You shake it first."

The bigwigs have spoken, and they don't dare to have opinions.

Li Sisheng thought of the rules that Nai Xi had just said, so he turned around, faced the marriage tree, and began to shake the lottery.

In an instant, a bamboo stick fell to the ground.

Li Sisheng stepped forward to pick it up.

It reads "Daji" in red letters.

Luo Haoqi looked envious, "It's worthy of you, it should be stable when you draw this auspicious lottery." ”

Li Sisheng turned to hand the holder to Naixi.

Nai Xi also shook and shook against the marriage tree.

But the lot wouldn't come out.

As soon as a head popped out, it shrank back again, as if it was very late and suspicious.

Even the onlookers began to feel anxious.

Li Sisheng was still very smooth when he shook the lot, but why was it Naixi's turn to be so entangled.

Could it be that the further the person draws lots, the worse his luck will be?

In a flash.

Naixi's eyes flashed blood-red.

In the next moment, the bamboo stick immediately fell out.

Nai Xi stepped forward and picked up the bamboo skewers on the ground, "Oops, the words are blurred, I can't see clearly." ”

The crowd hurried to watch.

Sure enough, on the bamboo skewer that Nai Xi pulled out, there was only a lump of red that could not be seen clearly, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was auspicious or evil.

Tang Nannan laughed directly: "Miss Jun, you have been tricked." ”

She dared to conclude that Nai Xi drew this lot, which definitely triggered the death condition.

It really refreshed her.

"It's okay, I can't tell yet." Li Sisheng gently shook Naxi's shoulder, "I have to wait for everyone's lottery to be drawn out before I can speak." ”

Nai Xi raised his head and smiled at Li Si Sheng: "It's nothing, maybe it's just that it's been under the tree for too long, and the handwriting is blurred by the dew." ”

Tang Nannan sneered: "This world can't use common sense, you just accept your fate." ”

She snatched the holder from Naixi's hand and began to shake it herself.

Shake out a "Ji".

The expression on his face suddenly became more pleasant.

The holder then goes to someone else.

Why is the handwriting on your slip blurred? 】

The little black cat system also felt strange and couldn't help but ask in Naixi's consciousness.

Nai Xi lowered his eyes, smiled lightly, and replied, "This is a matter of course, because it is not qualified to judge my good fortune." ”

It's like a god who controls the heavenly realm, and he comes to a small temple in the countryside and shakes a lot.

Does the temple god dare to judge the fortune of this god?