The male god pretends to be deep, 100 misses

Chapter 48 52: Sign [4]

Qi Ranran looked at her lottery and pouted: "Mine is the winning lottery, it's no different if I ask or if I don't."

She came closer and looked at Song Manxi's signature: "Don't worry about it so much, take a look at the signature, and see what the signature says?"

The two of them took advantage of the dim light to read the words on the signature: "Since your heart has been ups and downs since now, mine has been ups and downs, and I can't get rid of it." Song Manxi and Qi Ranran looked at each other, not knowing why.

"What kind of signature is this? It's so strange. Didn't you say it was signed? What a mess." Qi Ranran took her signature and compared it with Song Manxi, and found it all at once. The difference between the two signatures.

Qi Ranran's signature has the logo of this temple, while Song Manxi's signature is just a blank piece of paper, and it seems to be handwritten in a standard font, with no strokes visible.

"Let's go ask the monks inside. Since we can't read it, the person who wrote this signature shouldn't be able to read it either." Qi Ranran dragged Song Manxi into the temple again, passing by After some questioning, the monk said that this was a lottery given to someone who was destined, and the row of numbers that Song Manxi drew happened to be the number plate of this lottery.

Therefore, everything is caused by conditions.

"That means, this lottery is a special case here?"

The monk nodded.

"Can you tell me the meaning of the sign, just to help me understand it, I don't quite understand the meaning of the above." I didn't really believe it at first, but the people in the temple made such a special sign. This made Song Manxi curious and wanted to find out.

The monk just shook his head, looked at Song Manxi and said, "This signature, you have to figure it out yourself."

Song Manxi looked at the monk's unshakable, unwavering eyes, so he could only nod and leave, and followed Qi Ranran down the mountain.

"Since your heart has been ups and downs since now, mine has been ups and downs, and I can't get rid of it." As she walked down the mountain, she chanted these three inexplicable words, "Could it be that you are talking?"

Qi Ranran looked back at her with a smile: "What?"

Song Manxi thought for a while, and finally shook his head: "Probably not, I probably thought too much. It's just a sign, it's no big deal. We are the successors of modern socialism who believe in science. We have gone and returned It's already dark at school."

The shadow of the tree shook, and the mottled shadow of the moon fell on the ground. Jun Xiao, who was wearing a windbreaker, stood at the gate of the temple, looking at the distant figure, his face pale and his eyes flickering.

But the eyes under the moonlight were still full of complexity.

"Young master, what exactly is written on your signature? Why didn't even the monks in the temple tell it, and even told Miss Song that if Miss Song came back with the signature to explain it, she had to tell her to experience it by herself? "

The assistant stood behind him and asked puzzledly.At the same time, I really want to know the content of the signature.

Jun Xiao's eyes turned away from the direction where the two disappeared, and he glanced at him from the corner of his eye, his thin lips slightly curved: "That's all you want to know?"

The assistant nodded, with an expression of believing what you say.

"I'm saying, let her relax, things will pass, and she will still live tomorrow."

The assistant met Jun Xiao's gaze, full of disbelief, as if to say: You treat me as an idiot, how can you be as plain as a signature.

Jun Xiao smiled leisurely: "If you want to know, you can ask her yourself?" After speaking, he walked to the mountain behind the temple, and two off-road motorcycles stopped there.

"If I dare to go, I don't need to ask you now."

The assistant followed quickly, still in deep thought.

As Jun Xiao walked, his gaze towards the direction of the car became strangely forbearing. In fact, the signed document said so much, but he just wanted to tell you three simple words, which I would never say no to. Three words for export.

　Arsenic: Those of you with online IQs should be able to guess those three words.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)