"But since yesterday morning, I have cut off contact with Lord Shui Ling. No matter how much I called, it didn't respond! ”

"I can't help it." The old man handed the sticks back to He Lingchuan, "What's more, these two sticks are set as 'closed signs', there should be a reason for it, Lord Shui Ling often says that some heavenly opportunities can only be seen and not said." ”

He Lingchuan shook two sticks and asked, "The old turtle specially made me two new sticks, didn't you ask for me?" ”

"Lord Shui Ling said, everything is fate."

Everyone exhaled a long breath, and He Yue patted his brother on the shoulder and said, "Don't be discouraged, according to Shui Ling, although you take the sign, it may not be a bad thing." ”

"No, no, Lord Shui Ling's signature is very effective, eight times out of ten." Old man Liu, as the former signator, was too sincere, "There are very few signatures in this bucket, and only five have been sent out in the past ten years." However, there will be a big murderer! Get rid of these two in your hand, and the first two are dead, one was beheaded by the bandits, and the other was drowned in the water, and it is said that they all suffered a lot in their lives! ”

The ancestral hall was as quiet as a cemetery.

"Give me a sign, and give two at once, but I won't unsign!" He Lingchuan's eyes were on fire, "What does this mean!" ”

He stared at Old Man Liu and sneered: "Could it be that this old turtle is not dead at all, where is he hiding to make fun of us?" ”

Old man Liu said dryly: "Then I don't know, Xiao Lao'er is just a temple keeper, and he doesn't know the situation in the lake." ”

He's a human, not a fish, so how do you know what happened to the water spirit?

"But Lord Shui Ling said that those who draw the next lot, be careful and take precautions, maybe there is a glimmer of life."

He Lingchuan only felt funny: "If it works, why can't it determine its final fate?" ”

Someone outside said: "What ended up?" ”

As soon as everyone turned around, He Chunhua came, followed by two guards.

He Yueqi said: "Why did you come out too?" "There is a lot of noise and thieves outside, why is the whole family on an outing?

"It's the most lively place in the east of the whole village, why don't I come and take a look?" He walked out and asked, and the guard said that all the family was here. "What's going on?"

"The eldest brother asked for the sign twice, but they were all signed." He Yue was articulate and made it clear in a few words, "The rest of us are not so unlucky." The signer said that this was specially left by Shui Ling for the eldest brother. ”

"Signed? Let me see. ”

He Chunhua took the two sticks and looked at them, his brows tightened, but then he laughed: "This is also true?" ”

Old man Liu immediately said: "My lord, you don't know ...... something."

He Chunhua waved his hand, carelessly: "You don't know." My son grew up under the watchful eye of the great shaman of Zhaomandu, and he had already asserted that Chuan'er was blessed with both wealth and wealth, and had the potential of Lingyun, which was a great blessing. You're signing now, it's wrong, it's wrong! ”

He stared at He Lingchuan: "Do you believe in the words of the great shaman of Mandu, or a mountain demon and wild monster?" ”

He Lingchuan always felt that his father's eyes were extremely sharp.

"The Great Shaman." It's weird.

"This is my good son!" He Chunhua patted him on the shoulder, "Besides, the water spirit tablet has been broken." The turtle demon is dead, can the signature still count? ”

When Mrs. Ying heard this, she looked at the sign in her hand: "Ah, it's rare that I won the lottery." "Don't you count?

He Chunhua took her sign and looked at it, and said with a smile: "You don't need to draw lots, I also know that your fortune must be full of flowers." ”

"Oh, sir!" Mrs. Ying smiled like a flower. "Would you like to try one too?"

These words came out naturally, and she suddenly lost her words.

He Chunhua was not angry, but refused very resolutely: "Don't smoke!" Anyway, I can't do a lot. ”

Mao Tao asked Old Man Liu at this time: "By the way, you said that there are a total of five signatures going out, and four of them are missing, what is the matter with the other one?" ”

He Lingchuan monopolized two of them, and the two of them were already dead.

"It was a foreigner, and he left the next day after asking for a signature, and I don't know what happened to him in the end." Old man Liu scratched the back of his head, "A few months ago, two strangers came over, one old and one young, saying that they wanted to see the place where Gaozu had an incident. The young one also came to the Water Spirit Temple to ask for a signature, but the old one said it was useless, and the original words seemed to be 'your fate is not determined by heaven'. But the boy came secretly the next day, and brought a lot of sacrifices into the lake. I told him that the water spirit had been sealed, but he didn't believe it. No matter how he shook it in the back, no sticks fell out of the bucket. ”

The boy muttered to himself, 'Is it up to heaven?' and went away disappointed. Who knew that after he left, I was just about to put the bucket back on the height, and suddenly a red stick fell from inside, and I thought he had taken it. ”

He Lingchuan turned around and asked, "What about the stick?" "The old man said before that every lottery that was drawn should be taken out and put in another place.

"In, in." Old man Liu went to the low house in the west and rummaged around.

Soon, he came back with a red stick.

When everyone looked at it, there was a line of small words written under this sign:

The yellow sand is far away, and it is difficult to be the first to be the first to be ambitious......

Mao Tao looked at it and asked everyone's thoughts: "What about the last word?" ”

What's hairy, why was the sign burned?

The last word burned out.

Old man Liu was stunned: "Oh, the last time I burned firewood, it fell in the pyre and almost burned out." ”

"What words were burned, do you remember?"

"No, I don't remember." Old man Liu laughed, "There are one or two hundred sticks here, how can I remember them?" ”

He Lingchuan suddenly said, "What is the surname of this young guest?" ”

"This, this ......," Old Man Liu thought for a long time, "It's been a few months. But his last name is less common. ”

"But the surname year?"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes!" Old man Liu was woken up suddenly, "It's the surname year!" The Year of the Rice Cake! ”

Mrs. Ying saw that her husband's face was not good, so she quickly took a few copper coins and gave them to the old man: "Okay, okay, that's all for today, you go back to rest first." ”

He Lingchuan silently walked out of the Water Spirit Temple, and suddenly hit the small tree with a punch.

"Kara", the small tree folded in response.

He Chunhua followed closely and solemnly said to his eldest son: "Calm down! Chuan'er, sometimes things are coincidental, but it's just a coincidence! ”

He Lingchuan was silent, his face ugly.

There is no doubt that it was Nian Songyu who won the lottery and signed it. Turns out that kid has been here too!

The yellow sand is far away, corresponding to the Panlong Desert.

Ambition is hard to pay, well, the father and son of the Nian family do have a rebellious heart.

As for the last three words, He Lingchuan remembered the "heavenly god" that befell Nian Songyu, which seemed quite appropriate.

It seems that at least in this questioning, the old turtle demon was not mistaken!