"Both of you originally had difficult lives, but it is because you two came together that you have both had good fortune."
We must support each other in the future so that our journey will be smooth and we can protect each other's safety.
Liang Zhirou was startled, her face turning pale. "Was his original fate very bad?"
The old monk hesitated for a moment, then slowly explained, "He just has more hardships; yours are much more severe."
Liang Zhirou patted her chest twice and breathed a deep sigh of relief.
Chen Lu: "?"
No, why are you so relieved? Didn't you hear what they said, "You need to make it more serious"?
"Don't worry, it's just as it was originally." Just as Chen Lu was about to ask further, the old monk said calmly, "The smooth paths ahead for you two are like a predestined marriage... Please make way for the next person to draw lots."
"I'm sorry." Liang Zhirou quickly moved aside.
Looking at the old man in front of him who seemed to be untouched by worldly affairs, Chen Lu was suddenly taken aback.
If he and Liang Zhirou had never met, they might still be living in their own mazes, struggling through each other's days.
In the beginning, was it he who reached out and pulled Liang Zhirou first, or was it Liang Zhirou who pulled him first?
I can't remember.
Chen Lu couldn't help but glance at the girl beside him. Liang Zhirou's eyes were fixed on the front, and she stood there motionless.
She seemed to be thinking about the same thing.
"Did you hear that, Zhirou? That master said you're a lucky charm for your husband."
Before they even reached the door, Chen Lu started smirking at Liang Zhirou about what had just happened.
"Aren't you supposed to be a lucky charm for your wife?" Liang Zhirou looked at him with a smile.
Seeing Chen Lu's ambiguous gaze, the girl realized something was wrong, pursed her lips tightly, and kept walking forward.
Why are you walking so fast?
"Once you go outside, all you'll find are food stalls; I'm afraid you'll get scammed again..."
Liang Zhirou stopped in front of the temple's stall selling amulets halfway through her sentence.
Chen Lu curiously looked over as well, and then gasped in shock.
Things on the top of the Five Sacred Mountains are probably very valuable; a safety buckle made of stone hanging on a red string can sell for 168 yuan.
Before he could react, Liang Zhirou had already scanned the code to pay and walked up to him, examining the safety buckle in her palm.
"Maybe it'll work? People say you have bad luck," Liang Zhirou muttered to herself.
“They said it was the original, and we both got good luck. You, silly goose, are even luckier.” As soon as he saw that Liang Zhirou was the one paying, Chen Lu, who was always a spendthrift at the scenic spot, suddenly became thrifty again.
"I don't care whether I get a good or bad fortune, I don't care at all. If you really want to calculate, I've had the worst fortune for over ten years."
As Liang Zhirou spoke expressionlessly, she carefully tied the red string around his wrist: "As long as you are safe, that's the best outcome for me."
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