Chapter 90 A Stove

Xin Lin was such a wretch, she closed her eyes, and went directly to the book of defying fate for a theory.

"Sister..."

Xin Lin, who was burning with anger, didn't hear little Xin Zhuo's pitiful call at all.

Near the mass graves, there was silence. After dusk, it was night.

At the beginning of night, patches of phosphorous fires floated on the soil of those grave mounds. The phosphorous fires were bright and dark, and they made strange noises.

Little Xin Zhuo looked around at the earth-covered graves, fearing that one or two ghosts would jump out in the next moment, his face was full of fear.

It's true that he is a ghost, but he is a "dead house ghost". He has been living in Luoyin Ghost Cave. Compared with it, it is much safer there.

He really wanted to tell sister that he didn't want a physical body anymore.

At this time, a sudden change came.

Little Xin Zhuo was startled, and peeking around, he saw a few suspicious white shadows swaying around not far away, but he didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost.

Huh... Little Xin Zhuo was in tears.

He wouldn't be the first ghost to be scared to death by a ghost, would he?
At this time, Xin Lin was angrily questioning the book against the destiny.

There was no reaction at all from the Book of Destiny.

After the curse was dry, Xin Lin came back to his senses, why should he get angry with a broken book.

This thing has a thicker skin than being strong, no matter how much he scolds, he just doesn't say a word.

Thinking of the chance dice in the dream, and the eye-catching "three", Xin Lin suddenly came to his senses.

Could that dream be a foreshadowing?
Could it be that the chance dice will bring me some good luck this time?
Xin Lin was suspicious, thinking that he still had 10 points against the sky, Xin Lin decided to take a bold gamble.

She doesn't believe in any fate books, but she believes in her supernatural abilities. After all, in her previous life, in her limited 20 years, supernatural abilities have saved herself several times from life to death.

"The Book of Destiny Against Heaven, I want to exchange 10 points of Heaven-defying Fate to open a human-level Book of Destiny against Heaven."

With the experience of the last two times, Xin Lin is familiar with the exchange this time. As soon as she finished speaking, a line of words jumped out of the book against the destiny.

"Congratulations, Lord, exchange 10 points against the sky, and get a chance dice."

The chance dice that made Xin Lin love and hate appeared again.

Xin Lin thought for a while, and was about to move his fingers when the dice of chance began to spin.

This time, Xin Lin didn't control the chance dice at all.

"Stop! Fate, you are cheating!"

Xin Lin stared wide-eyed, watching the chance dice spin for a moment, and then fixed on the word "three".

"Congratulations, you got a wood stove."

In the Destiny Book, there was a line of words that stunned Xin Lin.

The chance dice disappeared, and a golden light shot out from the human-level future book, landing on Xin Lin's hand.

Xin Lin's palm sank, and there was a dusty stove in his hand.

It is really a stove, it looks no different from an ordinary incense burner.

It's just worn out, worn out, and looks like it's made of wood.

Can a stove made of wood really work?
It's just a stove, what other moths can be made?
Puzzled, Xin Lin opened the furnace lid, and a thin booklet fell out of it.

Heh~ I really conjured up another book.

When Xin Lin saw it, she was immediately overjoyed. The Book of Destiny Against Heaven had a bit of a conscience, so she swallowed one copy of the Wuji Zhenjing, and sent back another one.

Xin Lin picked up the booklet and looked it over carefully. The corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching again.

(End of this chapter)

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