A Sharp Contrast

When Yang Fen realized that Jiang Xi was not with her, she was so scared that her legs almost turned to jelly. Now, she subconsciously linked her every problem to Jiang Xi. She was completely scared of Jiang Xi!

There were countless people on the inside and outside, and they were still chattering away, saying, "This is really strange. This little girl asked for a stick, and with a shake, a stick came out, and every stick was a top-top lot. Look at the remaining lots in the pot, they are all bottom-bottom lots. There was also the man next to him. He looked tall and strong, but he only drew the bottom lot. In the end, the rest of the lot was a top lot. The comparison between the two was really miserable! Especially that little girl, after shaking the lot and finding out that it was the best lot, she still said, "Why is it this again?" She looked very disdainful. This appearance of not knowing how lucky she was really made the man next to her so angry that his face was about to turn green."

The best possible lot in the lot pot was the top-top lot, and the worst possible one was the bottom-bottom lot. The person who always drew the top-top lot was naturally Jiang Xi, and the person who drew the bottom-bottom lot was, of course, Zhao Ruifeng!

Yang Fen squeezed through the crowd with great difficulty and saw Jiang Xi holding a bunch of top-top lots. She said with a bitter face, "Mother, why are these lots all the same? They're all top-top lots. I can't get anything else even if I wanted to shake them."

As soon as Jiang Xi finished speaking, Yang Fen saw the tall man standing next to Jiang Xi's face darken. He was exuding a cold aura, which was very scary.

Zhao Ruifeng was holding a bunch of bottom-bottom lots in his hand. There was no exception. All of them were bottom-bottom lots. When he looked at the top-top lots in Jiang Xi's arms, which she complained about, Zhao Ruifeng's face darkened even more. He had thought that Jiang Xi was the same kind of person as him and that they were both unlucky. Who would have thought that her luck was off the charts? He was the one who was really unlucky!

Zhao Yingying saw that Zhao Ruifeng's resentment was about to overflow, so she quickly squeezed into the crowd, grabbed Zhao Ruifeng's sleeve, and pulled him to the back of the Buddha statue. Before she left, she reluctantly glanced at the top-top lots in Jiang Xi's arms. The fate of different people was really different... Some people had heaven-defying luck, while some people were that unlucky! She really envied people with good luck! Could she abduct Jiang Xi to their house and neutralize the bad luck of her brother Zhao Ruifeng?

"Quick, quick, quick, go find a master to explain your lot. Let's see what kind of life you have, little girl." The people who were watching from the side were anxious. Why did the person who drew the worst draw leave? However, it did not matter if he had left. That person did not look like someone to be trifled with. These people did not dare to provoke Zhao Ruifeng, so they kept urging Jiang Xi to hurry up and get her lot explained. A group of people surrounded Jiang Xi and went to the old monk to get the lot explained. The old monk was also shocked by the situation and his mouth was wide open. He did not know where to start.

"Female benefactor, the abbot invites you over." Just as the old monk was at a loss, a young monk ran over and said to Jiang Xi respectfully. Then, Jiang Xi left with the young monk under the regretful gazes of the crowd. Yang Fen wanted to go with them but was stopped by the small monk."Please wait a moment. If you're hungry, you can eat some vegetarian food in the temple. After the female benefactor and the abbot are done talking, she will come back."

There was a look of envy in the little monk's eyes that Yang Fen could not understand. The so-called abbot just did not want to cause a stir. In fact, the person who was looking for Jiang Xi was the imperial preceptor! Therefore, Jiang Xi was extremely lucky! The imperial preceptor only came to their temple three days a year, and the time of his visit was not fixed. Jiang Xi had run into him on her first visit! The little monk did not know that at this moment, Jiang Xi was slowly integrating into this world with the halo of great fortune. She came with an unstoppable fortune. If she prayed for a son, marriage, and to protect her family. Everything would come true! The all-fortune girl was officially here!

Jiang Xi followed the little monk to the back of the temple hall. After passing through a bamboo forest, they saw a simple house with a slight smell of incense. The ground was paved with cobblestones, and a round table was placed in the center. Around the round table, there were stone stools in each of the four directions, giving off a mysterious aura.

On the way, Jiang Xi, who had been feeling a little cold, suddenly felt warm all over. An old man with white hair was sitting at the round table. He looked kind and had a profound aura around him. As soon as the old man saw Jiang Xi, he went straight to the point and said, "Little girl, you are very intelligent. Why don't you come with me to the mountains and cultivate for a few years? In the future, you will become one of the most intelligent people in the country."