Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 721 Lilly’s New Golden Finger

Back home, Josh, “Sister, you could fortune-tell, couldn’t you? Is that Master Ernest really so powerful that even you can’t tell?”

Lilly said, “I could forcefully tell, but Tortoise’s shell will crack, and I could be eaten up, so I don’t tell.”

Josh could not understand, was the Elder not just a human? How could he cat his sister?

Blake had a different opinion.

“It isn’t Master Ernest that eats Lilly. This Elder should be a hurdle that Lilly had to pass in her calamity… What would eat her up is her future, and what she could not tell is her future.”

Lilly nodded again and again, “Daddy is so smart, applaud!”

Lisa tilted her head to one side and pondered for a while, then said in a serious tone, “Order soldiers and generals?”

Lilly shook her head, “We could not randomly order soldiers and generals, there are rules.”

She really thought she randomly ordered.

Suddenly, Lilly had a bold idea.

She ran back to the room and took out the pen of judgment.

Lilly wanted to know, if someone could really see her, would they know where Master Ernest was?

There was no need for divination or predicting the future, she should try other alternatives.

Children’s thinking processes were really wired differently.

Lilly was familiar with the way, and this time she could find that world very quickly.

and chose those that she could hear the

wrote a ‘message’.

Oui?…Who is Master

does Master Ernest

tell whether this was a ‘sister’

you seen Master Ernest?”

with something new…

could put her thoughts into words.

her sitting cross-legged on the bed, surrounded by a layer

Finger her pen was

“Lilly”

she promise him not

She heard Pablo, and immediately turned the pen and hid it behind her back, shaking her head like a rattle, “Master, I didn’t scribble, I didn’t do anything!”

Pablo,

would believe you!

Alfornada.

Cliffburn Hill.

side of the hill was considered a tourist spot. On weekends,

just like its name, where the wild grass was so dense that it was half

was a chapel on the ridge. A man in a green fortune-telling gown opened the door. He lit up a handful of incense, and then picked up the broom to sweep the floor, looking

Master

there was a chapel here, but the chapel must have

couple who

chapel here would not necessarily know that the owner of the

The girl of

down the broom and said, “Please, we are destined to meet

girl said happily as she walked, “We have been here three times and have not met you once. We heard from the people on the streets that they have not