Ninety school bully's little sweet wife

After the fast meal at Hongyin Temple, although it was only five o'clock, the sky outside was gradually getting dark.

Generally, temples close at six o'clock, Hongyin Temple usually closes at seven o'clock, and eight o'clock on the 15th or some special festivals.

There are lanterns everywhere in the Hongyin Temple, bright red, and there are still a lot of people, especially the men and women in the Hongxian Temple.

Lin Zhiyun didn't expect that there were so many people at this time.

Because Huaguo is very particular about certain things, for example, he is not willing to go to temples at night, because the yin energy outside the temples at night is too heavy, and people with low yang energy will easily attract dirty things.

Lin Zhiyun didn't believe or deny this statement. Anyway, she decided to stay at Hongyin Temple at night and didn't plan to go back.

"What is this place for? It seems that there are too many people?" Defender asked curiously.

"Ask about the place of marriage." Lin Zhiyun said.

"How do you ask? Are you asking for a lottery?" Wei Mian asked with interest.

The red line hall is smoky, and above it is the white-haired, smiling and loving Yue Lao. The hall is made of mahogany, which is divided into left and right sides, with men on the left and women on the right. Curved and criss-crossed together.

Only those destined to be blessed by heaven will pull out the same destined red rope among them.

After Lin Zhiyun and Wei Mian had burnt incense, they stopped in front of countless clues.

Lin Zhiyun shook defending champion's hand vigorously, encouraging each other.

As a non-religious believer, defending the crown, he believed in himself. He believed that as long as he saw which red rope Lin Zhiyun took, he could accurately hold the other end of the red rope according to the intricate structure.

"Do you think we can draw the same red thread at the same time?" Lin Zhiyun looked at the thread for a while.

There are just a few couples around Wei Mian, none of them are successful, and according to them, in the past two years, it seems that they have never heard of a couple holding the same red line.

"If you want, we can." Wei Mian said very seriously, and Juan Juan's eyes looked over from his pupils, gentle and emotional.

"I want to see God's will." Lin Zhiyun said.

Wei Mian glanced at the benevolent god he didn't know?
Even if he existed, he wouldn't necessarily bless a foreigner, would he?
Therefore, the defending champion feels that if it depends on God's will, it should be difficult for them to choose the same red rope.

Lin Zhiyun hugged defending champion before pulling the red rope, "If we can really hold the same red rope, we'll go get the marriage certificate tomorrow."

"What if you can't?" Wei Mian held Lin Zhiyun's hand. As a researcher, he didn't like to leave the choice to the heavens.

In his opinion, this kind of coincidence can also be calculated.

"It doesn't matter if you can't. Many people who didn't hold the same red rope also lived happily ever after." Lin Zhiyun comforted him.

Defending: "..."

Since there is no difference in the result between winning and not winning, are those who come to draw the red string to draw loneliness?

Lin Zhiyun let go of her hand, "You are here, I will go to the right."

After Lin Zhiyun went to the right, she had to carefully select the red rope first, not daring to make a choice lightly.

As for defending the title, it is necessary to study the intricate structure first. In his opinion, as long as he understands the intricate structure, he can calculate the orbit of the red rope that Lin Zhiyun chose, and thus make the right choice.

"Do you need help?"

A person appeared beside the defending champion.

A man who the defending champion absolutely does not want to see right now.

"...The haunted soul lingers!" Seeing Qin Zhao, Wei Mian couldn't bear to say something.

"What are you doing here?" Wei Mian dragged him aside.

"I'm here to seek marriage." Qin Zhao walked over with his strength, and the two stopped between the shadows.

"I'm dating her," the defender warned.

"Then you want me to appear in front of her when you're not around?" Qin Zhao asked.

Defending: "..."

Of course Wei Mian was even more reluctant for Qin Zhao to contact Lin Zhiyun in private.

"The inextricable red thread, why don't we try it? Let's see who can hold the same red thread as her?" Qin Zhao suggested.

"No." The defending champion refused.

"I can calculate the trajectory of the red line without data." Qin Zhao said.

"I don't believe it." Defending said.

"Are you afraid?" Qin Zhao laughed.

"You don't have to provoke me, I don't agree, this is the inextricable red line between me and her, it has nothing to do with you." Defending pushed him away and said.

"Wei Mian, I sent her back with my own hands, and I brought her to you. Don't you want to find out who is her destiny?" Qin Zhao's voice was bewitching.

"When did you believe this?" defending mocked.

"If you believe it, you have it. If you don't believe it, you don't. If you don't believe it, let's try it together?" Qin Zhao said.

"..." What Wei Mian wanted to say was blocked by him.

"I promise, I won't use data to calculate, just look at the gods in the country of flowers, who can help?" Qin Zhao put his hand on the shoulder of defending champion.

"What if no one helps?" Wei Mian said.

"This means that we all have a chance." Qin Zhao seemed to have heard something happy, and there was a smile in his voice that only the defending champion could understand.

The two of them came to the left side of Thousands of Threads at the same time, and through the gap of Thousands of Threads, they could all see that Lin Zhiyun had chosen a red rope.

"I choose this one!"

"This one!"

The two said at the same time.

"I said it first."

"I said it first."

The two are in sync again.

"You all chose a red rope?" A guy next to him was a little amused when he saw them fighting for a red rope.

"I'll make his choice first," Qin Zhao said.

"You just have few words, so finish speaking first, not faster than me." Wei Mian said.

"There are tens of thousands of red strings, just change to another one, there is no need to take it so seriously." Seeing that they refused to give in to each other, the young man took it seriously, a little speechless.

"no!"

"no!"

The two said at the same time.

"..." Seeing that they were serious, the boy became a little interested.

"Then let's talk together to see if the other end of the red rope is yours or his..." the boy said enthusiastically.

It's okay if none of their targets are drawn.

If one of them draws the red rope of both of them, doesn't it mean that one of the two brothers may be covered by a green cloud?

If Wei Mian and Qin Zhao both have a partner, it's okay to say, but the problem is that they both think that their partner is Lin Zhiyun.

Especially defending the title, taking advantage of his status, Lin Zhiyun is his fiancée on the surface.

"Let me tell you, I accompany my partner to come to this Red Thread Palace twice a year, and every time I come to draw the red string, I never won a single red string, but our relationship is also very good, next year Getting ready to get married!" Seeing that they didn't intend to draw the red string together, the young man was probably worried about what he just thought about, and he was afraid that the green cloud would cover the top, so he kindly persuaded them.