I'm really not a crow's mouth

Chapter 8

This Qian Huan is very cheating, don't call it Qian Huan, call it the Blade of the Emperor.

Thinking of his luck, Yang Dilei wanted to cry but had no tears.

I have never won more than two yuan in scratch-off tickets, I have never received another bottle when buying drinks, and the supermarket lottery always costs [-] cents for a pack of tissues.

As long as everything is related to the lottery, he has never won a big prize.

He never believed in koi, because the only time he forwarded koi was before a certain final exam, and in the end he was the only one in the class to fail.

What a sad story.

Talk about how an artifact that depends on luck is cut off time and time again in the hands of a non-chief.

Ignore it for now, keep reading, there is another mysterious tip.

Seeing him, Yang Dilei's heart suddenly jumped up and he was extremely nervous.

The more non-Emirates, the more they look forward to winning big prizes. This is the psychology of gamblers.

You have been dark so many times in front of you, and it will always be bright once.

However, facts have proven that non-Emirates are non-Emirates. No matter how many times you draw, there is always only one guarantee.

Yang Dilei first closed his eyes and prayed silently: one one gets one, one two gets two one three gets three, one four gets four. . . .

Why do you have to memorize multiplication formulas in prayer?Of course, I hope the reward will be doubled.

After the prayer was over, Yang Dilei rubbed his hands. Feeling that it was not safe, he rinsed his hands carefully with the energy gathering water, and then pinned the flowers he picked in the yard before behind his ears, and then nodded in satisfaction.

Yang Dilei looked at the mysterious kit with excitement, and he stretched out his hand!He went up!he. . . .stunned.

I saw a line of text on the kit: Not open for collection yet, please wait patiently.

I@#. . . .

Yang Dilei yelled, "I'm all ready. You tell me it's not time yet?"
You said it earlier, why didn't you say it earlier?What a waste of my feelings!

Yang Dilei spat fiercely on the ground, what the hell, shit!

Suddenly the whole space began to vibrate, and Yang Dilei was so shaken that he almost fell down.

There was a dazzling light on the stone tablet, and the original fill-in-the-blank question area was completely lit up, and then a vortex appeared on the stone tablet and sucked Yang Dilei in.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he was outside the Tianji Tower.

As a result, as soon as he came out, he saw the Holy Lord of Orange Heaven eating pancakes and rolling green onions there, dipping in sauce while eating.

"Hey, Ye is also Shan Dongdi, fellow townsman."

Yang Dilei is so kind in his heart, since he came to this world, he has never eaten this, and he misses the days when he was a child.

Holy Lord Orange Sky's eyes suddenly widened, and he pointed at Yang Dilei with trembling fingers:
"What did you just say? Shandong?!"

"Dei, you said it earlier, I can be considered to have found an organization."

Yang Dilei chewed pancakes and spoke vaguely to Holy Lord Chengtian.

Holy Lord Cheng Tian grabbed his collar and lifted him up in excitement.

"You know Shandong?! Are you from that place too?!"

Yang Dilei nodded helplessly, I know you are as excited to see fellow villagers as I am, but can you put me down first.

You lift me up like a chicken, I don't want to lose face.

"Is it time to reincarnate again?"

The Holy Lord of Orange Sky put Yang Di down slowly, sat down on the ground directly, took a sip of wine from the flagon next to him, looking extremely lonely.

This made Yang Dilei very depressed, what do you mean, half-spoken.

Where are you down there?What are you, chief eunuch?
Walked over and sat down beside the Holy Lord of Orange Sky, and then poked him with his elbow:

"What's going on? I see you are so sad. Please tell me quickly to cheer me up."

Of course he wouldn't dare to do this in normal times, this is the Holy Lord of Orange Sky, a top figure in the world.

But after knowing that the Holy Lord of Orange Sky is also from the earth, he immediately felt like seeing his relatives.

Meeting a person from Earth in this different world is much more emotional than meeting fellow villagers when you go out.

The Holy Lord of Orange Sky glared at him, and then slowly said, "I'm not from the place you mentioned, I'm from this world."

This sentence made Yang Dilei jump up immediately, this damn made an oolong.

"However, the ancestor of my Orange Heaven Holy Land came from the place you mentioned. He left a message at the beginning that every 1000 years, a person of fate will reincarnate here, and then die helplessly."

"I heard from him that he was peeing and playing with mud on the side of the road, and then an old man suddenly appeared and gave him a rattle to play with.

Then he got here.Later it was discovered that the other ancestors of the Six Holy Lands came from the same place as him, but they had died before him. "

"The ancestor obtained part of the power of heaven from the Heavenly Secret Tower, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the world.

He calculated with supreme mana that every 1000 years, one person would be sent into reincarnation by that old man and come back here.

At that time, the ancestor was still talking about destiny, defying heaven, rebirth, etc., when a huge eye suddenly appeared in the sky, turning the ancestor into fly ash with just one glance. "

The eyes of the Holy Lord of Orange Sky were full of horror, he couldn't imagine what kind of existence that was.

With such a high level of cultivation as the ancestor, just one look would turn him into ashes.

"The ancestor had a hunch before the last calculation. He left everything he had in the Holy Land. He also said that he came from Shandong, and this trip was not in vain, so he left this recipe."

When he heard the old man and the rattle, Yang Dilei's pupils shrank instantly, which was exactly the same as mine.

Why did the old man send someone here in 1000 years?And why does everyone only live for 1000 years?What is that eye in the sky?
Yang Dilei felt that he was caught in a huge conspiracy, and there were weirdness everywhere in this matter.

Seeing Yang Dilei's serious expression, the Holy Lord of Orange Sky patted him on the shoulder:

"Don't be so depressed, think about the good, in case you die before then."

I. . . .Yang Dilei wants to hit someone, if I can't beat you, your front teeth will be smashed.

"Every 1000 years, the Seven Great Holy Lands will also be affected at the same time. All people whose cultivation level is above the Tribulation Realm will be abolished, and they will not live for more than a month."

"Don't worry, we old things will be with you."

Seeing Holy Lord Cheng Tian say these words calmly, Yang Dilei felt that he was indeed too young.You see, this is the real attitude of a big boss.

Little did he know that the other hand of the Holy Master Orange Sky was tightly clenched behind his back, and the Nine Heavens Profound Jade that was originally on his waist had already been crushed by him.

A monk in the tribulation period can live for 3000 years.He is just over 200 years old, and in another 1000 years, he will die in less than half.

As one of the people at the pinnacle of this world, he is very unwilling, yet powerless.

The ancestor is so strong, if he can't change his fate against the sky, why should he fight.

Seeing Yang Dilei eating pancakes heartlessly, the Holy Lord of Orange Sky shook his head, suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind.

I heard from the ancestor's message that every generation of reincarnated people cannot escape the fate of heaven. They are blessed by heaven, and their lives are smooth and smooth, and their wishes come true.

At the same time, he was also shackled by the way of heaven, and he couldn't go against the sky after all.

Unless there are people with anti-fate, there is only a glimmer of hope.Anti-fate?Does the crow's mouth count?
May all your wishes come true?Smooth sailing?This kid's words are always on the bad side, which is quite counter-fatal.

(End of this chapter)