Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated! Chapter 74: I cry, I cry so hard!

Don't cry?

Fu Bao doesn't want to cry!

But the current situation is that she can't do without crying!

Just when Mrs. Xu picked her up and dangled her, she finally remembered how to crack it. The way to break it is very simple, just let her bleed a little bit.

As God's most beloved cub, she is destined to be free from disease and disaster all her life. If she was injured and bleeds, it would definitely make God angry.

In her previous life, she didn't know who her biological parents were until she crossed over. Although she knew that if she really wanted to look for it, she would definitely be able to find it. As God's most painful cub, she has always been able to achieve what she wants.

Only, she finally chose not to look for it.

No matter why they abandoned her at the gate of the orphanage, it means they chose to abandon her.

So, when she knew that someone was targeting them, Fubao used her blood to resolve their bad luck, which was considered a repayment of their kindness to her.

Now coming to this world, with parents who love her and a brother who sincerely treats her, Fubao is naturally more satisfied, and cherishes this hard-won affection even more.

Now that someone wants to harm her relatives, how can this be tolerated?

But the problem also followed. She was just a little baby who was born less than three months ago. She wanted to hurt herself.

Thinking about it, the only thing Fubao can do is cry, cry hard.

Hope her continuous crying can achieve the same effect as the bleeding from injury.

Xiangyi Mansion, the prefecture city Linyao.

In the backyard courtyard of a high gate compound, a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and a seven-star crown is opening an altar.

And in the center of the altar where the Taoist practiced, Mr. Xu was sleeping like a dead pig.

On the viewing rockery next to the altar, a young man dressed in wealth is holding a young girl, looking gloomily at the Taoist priest who opens the altar.

Beside this young man, there is a middle-aged man with sharp eyes.

"Young Master, Daoist Changping is a real person."

The middle-aged man looked at the young master flatteringly, "As long as you take away Xu Yuanheng's literary fortune, this autumn season, the name of Jie Yuan will be your son!"

"Steward Wang, you can talk!"

The young master smiled evilly, "If this son wins the first name of this Xiangyi Mansion, Jie Yuan, then the old man will ask for the credit for you!"

"Little Xie Gongzi cultivated!"

The middle-aged man quickly thanked the young man.

At this time, on the altar of the court building, the talisman yellow paper in the Taoist priest's hand suddenly ignited without fire.

The burning yellow paper of the talisman fluttered in the air, towards the forehead of Mr. Xu.

As long as this talisman yellow paper falls on Xu Laosan's forehead, this method of looting luck will be completed.

However, it was at this very moment that a change occurred.

On a sunny day, suddenly there was a thunderbolt, and a thunderbolt fell from the sky and landed firmly on the Taoist priest who was casting spells.

This Taoist priest, who was admired by middle-aged men, was instantly smashed into coke by thunder.

And the burning yellow paper of the talisman accelerated suddenly and landed on the forehead of the young man who was watching the casting.

The young master just screamed, and the man fell backwards.

However, it's not over!

The thunder continued, one after another, falling around the courtyard.

Such a miraculous scene naturally became a marvelous scene in Linyao City, attracting many people to watch, even the prefect of Xiangyi Prefecture.