Chapter 4913 The person who draws for the first time will be more accurate

Chinatown, New District.

Today is not a special holiday, but it is extremely lively here.

Mo Beiyan held Mo Huantong's hand and walked forward. He glanced at the crowded place on the right, "What are you doing over there? Giving money?"

"I don't know," Mo Huantong also looked over and stood on tiptoes, "It seems like the incense burner is drawing lots. I heard it's been very popular recently. Xiao Ran said last time that he would draw lots after a while."

Mo Beiyan glanced at it and said, "What's so good about giving you a broken stove and making you feel like a god descended to earth?"

Perhaps because of what he said, Mo Huantong suddenly became interested, "Mo Beiyan, let's go take a look, okay?"

Mo Beiyan had never been interested in these things, "If you don't want to look, let's go to the front."

"Just go and have a look!" Mo Huantong refused to leave, she hugged his arm, "When we went to Yuntai Mountain last year, Xiaoran and Chengzi both drew lots, but you didn't let me draw... I'm so big now.

I haven’t drawn a lot yet.”

"If you believe this, you might as well believe me."

"Then I'll go back and tell Mo Nanjue that every time he drinks Coke, you report it to Chen An and Xiao Ran, so that Nan Nan won't bite you every time he sees him."

"..."

"Do you think Mo Nanjue will be so angry that he makes you drink a bottle of Coke as punishment?"

"...Don't cry out about pain, are you threatening me?!"

Mo Huantong spread her hands, neither admitting nor denying, and raised her little face to look at him.

That look seemed to say: Who told you not to like Nan Nan? She likes me!

Mo Beiyan, "..."

I go.

He has fallen into the hands of women in his life... No, he has fallen into the hands of Mo Nanjue and women.

He had a reluctant face, Mo Huantong stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "Mo Beiyan?"

"Okay, look, let's go see it now!"

Mo Huantong knew that this threat would work. She pulled him forward and said, "Let's go."

Mo Beiyan glared at her, stepped forward, took her shoulders and walked over there.

…

Beside the incense burner, there are many wooden sticks inserted into the mahogany tube, and each person is limited to one.

After finally getting in line, Mo Huantong pulled Mo Beiyan to the table. She stretched out her hand, but then took it back, "Mo Beiyan, you can smoke."

"Me?" Mo Beiyan glanced. If it weren't for the Buddha statue in front, he would have really wanted to roll his eyes, "I don't smoke."

"You have nothing to lose by smoking one," Mo Huantong said thoughtfully, "I have heard that people who smoke for the first time are more accurate."

"Isn't this your first time smoking?"

"Don't you represent me by smoking?"

"..."

But he said something nice.

Mo Beiyan raised his eyebrows, said this to her, and stretched out his hand towards the mahogany tube.

He moved his fingertips back and forth a few times and selected one at random.

Mo Huantong took it excitedly, but she couldn't understand what it meant, so she hurriedly led him to find the signer inside.

The other party was an elderly man. He looked at the lot, then looked up at them, "Who drew this?"

Mo Beiyan put one hand in his pocket and answered casually, "Me."

"This is just a sign, it is extremely ominous," the old man said seriously. "This means that in the near future, a relative who is very important to you will suffer a bloody disaster, and if it is more serious, his life will be in danger."

Mo Beiyan felt unhappy when he heard this. He looked at Mo Huantong beside him, and the old man said, "It's not her. According to the signature... it should be a man."

man?

Mo Beiyan's first reaction was Mo Nanjue, but he didn't believe it at this time. He stretched out his hand and pulled the lot back, "Then do you want us to give him money to help him resolve his troubles?"
Chapter completed!