"Don't worry, look at it, this evil stick has been completely broken by me, and there will be no calamity to befall you at all."

Lin Ye chuckled and showed the bamboo skewer in his hand that had been broken into several pieces to Hui Liyi.

However, this kind of signature is made of bamboo, so when Lin Ye forcibly broke it with his hand, the split wooden thorn suddenly scratched his hand, causing blood to be dripping, but Lin Ye didn't care at all.

"Lin Ye, you're injured."

Eri wrote in a small notebook that her head hung low and she couldn't see her expression.

"Oh, a little injury, I can't help it at all." Lin Ye said with a smile.

But the next moment he couldn't laugh.

On the small notebook handed by Eriyi, tears wet the next line of words.

"Eri Yi doesn't want Lin Ye to be hurt, and she doesn't want Lin Ye to resist the calamity for Eri Yi, Eri Yi really doesn't want to, Eri Yi has never thought of hurting Lin Ye."

"Eri, I'm really fine, it's that you're thinking too much."

Lin Ye scratched his head and wanted to pat the other party's shoulder to comfort him, but when he saw the blood on his hands, he couldn't help but hang his hand.

"Girl, don't be sad, pray in Sensoji Temple tonight to get ten times the effect, even if it is bad luck, you can stay away ten times, girl, you can also draw again, as long as you can draw the lottery, you are destined to have a lot of good luck." The middle-aged monk smiled lovingly.

Eri couldn't help but raise her teary eyes to look at Lin Ye, the corners of the latter's mouth twitched.

It's fine if you draw a lot, but if you're too lucky and you get another bad lot, will Eri be hit again?

"Donors can rest assured, there are rules in the temple, but anyone who draws a lot can draw another lottery for free." The middle-aged monk thought that Lin Ye was distressed about money, so he hurriedly explained.

As a monk, although he has some love for money, he doesn't want every tourist who has spent money in the temple to leave depressed, otherwise how can people come next time.

"Lin Ye, can I continue the lottery?"

Eri wrote carefully in the small notebook, her beautiful eyes full of anticipation.

Lin Ye smiled: "If Eri Yi wants to continue to smoke, then let it go." ”

In fact, he doesn't care what kind of bad sign is drawn by Painted Liyi, as long as the girl can be happy, everything doesn't matter, in case the girl is really drawn and the girl is depressed, then it will be drawn until the lottery, anyway, there are only 100 sticks in this lottery, so I don't believe that the hundredth has not been drawn.

It's the same as gacha, at least you have to give a guarantee!

"Hmm!"

Encouraged by this, Eri nodded firmly.

Immediately, she picked up the stick holder again and began to shake, and not long after, another bamboo stick fell.

The middle-aged monk on the side picked up the bamboo stick, and the corners of his eyes twitched suddenly.

It's fierce again!

Although he didn't speak, because this lottery was the same as the so-called murderous lottery before, everyone present, including Eri Yi, also knew the result of this lottery.

"Eri, you continue!"

Lin Ye took the murderous stick in the monk's hand and broke it with another click.

"Also, please continue." The corners of the middle-aged monk's mouth twitched.

"Hmm!"

Eri shook the stick holder again, and another bamboo stick fell.

"Fierce!"

Click!

"It's fierce again!"

Click!

"Why is it still a fierce !!?"

Click, click!

……

As Eri Yi drew murderous lots again and again, the expressions of others, including the middle-aged monk, gradually changed.

From the blessing at the beginning, to the quirky, to the shock, until it finally becomes terrifying.

In fact, many tourists come here to draw lots, not all because of the lottery ceremony that can predict the future, but just for psychological comfort.

If you can draw the upper lottery, you will naturally be in a good mood for a few days, if you draw the next lottery or the next lottery, you can only scold a bad luck, but it is harmless.

But now Eri Yi has won the murderous lot seventeen times in a row, so it is not a so-called coincidence, but a sense of fate.

The middle-aged monk on the side was also shocked.

There are hundreds of bamboo sticks in the whole lottery, of which there are only eighteen fierce lots, if others draw the fierce lots, it means that the person is ominous, but if it is eighteen in a row, it is rare and uneventful.

Buddhist scriptures have the eighteen layers of hell, and people who are not extremely fierce are riddled with sins in their lives, and they cannot be liberated in this life, and after death, they will directly enter the eighteenth layer of hell to receive eternal punishment.

Until the eighteenth bamboo skewer was shaken out by Eri Yi.

Bad!!!

It's a murderous !! again

Eighteen times in a row, all the murderous lots, this is not a great murderous success!!

The middle-aged monk's face was full of horror, he didn't expect this girl who looked so beautiful to bear such a terrible fate.

But why would fate curse a person so much, even if he had to go down to the eighteenth layer of hell before he would give up?

Or is it that the girl in front of her is just using the skin of a perfect human to disguise, but in fact, the evil ghost who crawled out of hell wants to bring disaster to the world, and now the dark omen is to make this extremely evil ghost return to the eighteenth layer of hell again?!!

The middle-aged monk was extremely frightened and uneasy.

After all, all the eighteen murderous lotteries in the lottery holder were drawn in a row, which is no longer a so-called coincidence, but inevitable! It's a predestined inevitability!

The girl in front of her, named Eri, must be something extremely terrifying, otherwise she would never have been cursed like this!

The eyes of everyone present who looked at Eri changed their eyes, and the good wishes were gone, replaced by horror, the frightened eyes of the monster.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't want to......"

Eri's head drooped lower and lower, and she couldn't see her expression at all, but a chaotic wave began to stir up from the girl.

For a moment, the cold wind suddenly rose, and the hanging lanterns swayed violently, becoming bright and dark.

"Ghost, ghost!"

The middle-aged monk let out a cry of great fright.

Because he was closer to Eri, he saw that the girl's original crimson eyes suddenly became hideous, like lava rolling in hell.

It's exactly like the hell in the Buddhist scriptures, yes, this girl must be a very evil ghost in human skin!!

And as the middle-aged monk shouted sharply, everyone in the audience suddenly exploded.

They also saw Eri, the girl's red hair dancing wildly, and her golden eyes like hellish lava grew colder and colder, like a terrible monster looking down on the world.

"Ah!!h

The middle-aged monk was completely frightened, and was about to run away with a rolling belt, but collided with the oncoming boy.

As soon as the monk looked up, he saw Lin Ye, and hurriedly grabbed the other party's collar, "Donor, your girlfriend is a ghost, she is the ultimate evil ghost, and she is a girl destined to go to the eighteenth floor of hell!" ”

"Damn, you bald donkey talks a lot! Fuck off! ”

Lin Ye impatiently punched the monk's chattering mouth, and both front teeth flew away.

The middle-aged monk suddenly felt pain, and ran away in embarrassment.

Lin Ye looked up, and Eri Yi's body had begun to float in the air, and her originally gentle eyes were full of cold light.

Lin Ye took a deep breath, and in the face of this chaotic change, he resolutely took a step forward, grabbed Eriyi's hand tightly, and called out to the girl gently: "Eri Yi......"