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.

voices and chose those that

wrote a ‘message’.

is

does Master

whether this was a ‘sister’ or

Have you seen Master

was playing with something

of judgment could put her thoughts into

on the bed, surrounded

Golden Finger her pen was

“Lilly”

him

and hid it behind her back, shaking her

Pablo,

ghosts would believe you!

Alfornada.

Cliffburn Hill.

considered a tourist spot. On weekends, people would

was relatively steep, it was covered in dense grass, and was vast. The western ridge was just like its name, where the wild grass was so dense that it was half a person’s height, usually no

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,

was Master Ernest.

that there was a chapel here, but the chapel must have its worshippers, so some people

who found their way

was a chapel here would not necessarily know that

girl of the

said, “Please, we are destined to meet each other, come

have not met you once. We heard from the people on the streets that they have not seen you in a month already.. We are so