Why are you so proud? With the system in hand, the goddess can get it if she wants.

Xu Lang took a quick look. Although he didn't know who the red light in the main hall belonged to, he saw that they were all shaking and drawing lots.

Atheists are atheists, but they are still more interested in fortune-telling, palm reading, and divination.

Whether you believe it or not is another matter.

"Let's go to the one in the middle. It seems we can draw lots. Let's try drawing lots too."

"Okay, I'll go and take a look too." Li Le'er certainly wouldn't object.

Her parents have been doing business since she was a child. The bigger the business became, the more her parents believed in these things, and over time, she believed in them more and more.

As they were talking, the two of them walked into the main hall. Li Le'er picked up the bucket of sticks next to him and knelt devoutly on the cushion in front of the Buddha statue, closing his eyes and shaking the sticks.

Xu Lang was a bit twisted. After he stood and swayed twice, a skewer fell out.

After Li Le'er stood up, the two went to the place where the fortunes were interpreted.

"It takes money to interpret the fortune."

The old monk didn't even say "Amitabha", but spoke to the two of them with some arrogance.

Seeing that the monk did not behave like a monk, when Xu Lang turned around and prepared to leave, Li Le'er grabbed Xu Lang and said, "I'm here."

I looked at the A4 paper posted and it said that the interpretation of the fortune would cost 60 yuan.

Li Le'er paid the money without hesitation and handed over the sign.

The monk looked at the lot and said, "Luo Tong, you are the commander. This is a very good lot."

"I was born into a wealthy family, and everything I see is luxurious. I am honored to be given a bag of goldfish by you, and my name will spread all over the world."

"Cool and cool, everything has been going smoothly and satisfactory so far, and I can get through this situation as well."

"I wonder what the donor is asking for?"

Li Le'er replied with a little excitement: "Marriage."

As he said this, he subconsciously looked at Xu Lang.

The old monk also glanced at Xu Lang beside Li Le'er, and said with a somewhat obscure look:

"If you ask when your marriage will come, it has already come. You will get your marriage like a prisoner who has been pardoned. You will meet a famous partner."

"If you're asking whether or not you should date, this is your destiny. It must be someone with a great background or good conditions!"

"When two people are too close, they will inevitably become willful, spoiled, and casual, and lose the sense of propriety in getting along with each other, and then quarrel and break up. So, this is something you have to reflect on yourself. Keep the love and standards of getting along with each other, and return to love!"

Li Le'er's eyes were full of surprise. She swore that what he said was absolutely right. She did have a good background, and she was not wrong about meeting her fate. She could even see that Xu Lang had good conditions.

He quickly said, "Master, you are absolutely right. Thanks to you, I will get what I asked for."

The old monk gestured and said "Amitabha".

Xu Lang was slightly frightened. In his opinion, what was said was indeed pretty much the same.

Li Le'er took Xu Lang's arm and said, "Show the master your skewer, too."

At this moment, Xu Lang also handed over the stick in his hand with some curiosity.

The old monk frowned and asked, "What does this donor want?"

Xu Lang said calmly: "How long can I live?"

The old monk looked at the sticks for a long time, then looked at Xu Lang with cloudy eyes and said, "It's not convenient to solve this stick today. If you need help, you can go to the backyard service center to get a refund."

"Why?" Xu Lang asked with some confusion.

The old monk ignored Xu Lang and closed his eyes and chanted Amitabha again. After the two of them were in a stalemate for a few minutes, Xu Lang took the stick and left at the urging of the people in the queue behind him.

Li Le'er was also very curious and asked: "Why doesn't he understand?"

Xu Lang seemed to be able to guess something, and said calmly: "Maybe it's because the sign says it's a bad one."

He knew what he would face and what he had to do next, and he could roughly guess his own ending. He came to interpret the divination to hold out for a glimmer of hope.

It seems there is really no hope at all.

Well, enjoy life while you can.

"Ah? A bad sign? Let me see. Am I reading it wrong? Should it be a good sign?"

Li Le'er said with some disbelief.

Xu Lang spread out his hands to indicate that he had no more sticks.

The girl pouted in disappointment and said, "Maybe it's not accurate? I think it might not be accurate, so he didn't tell me. This thing is just a matter of luck. Whichever one falls out is the one you get."

Li Le'er comforted Xu Lang with a completely different attitude from before.

Xu Lang actually didn't feel anything. He had given up on living a good life two years ago. He just wanted to muddle through and wait for the right time to find a crooked tree and hang himself.

But fate is sometimes quite miraculous. At the beginning, it seemed as if he was going to die, but in the blink of an eye, an old man appeared and gave him a system, which rekindled his hope.

But I feel like there are some side effects to this system.

Over the past few months, his primitive desires have become stronger and more uncontrollable.

Looking at the people coming and going, Xu Lang wanted to feel the atmosphere of life again, but when he glanced, he saw a familiar figure.

Bai Chu?

What is she here to do?

Could it be that her family has reached such a point of desperation that they need to pray to gods and Buddhas to solve their predicament?

Seeing Bai Chu supporting a noble-looking aunt in her fifties or sixties, her clothes and appearance were certainly not those of an ordinary old lady.

Even in front of a beauty as outstanding as Bai Chu, she was not inferior to her.

I feel like identity may not be simple.

Could it be that the old white guy really found a way out?

He was actually a little inclined to invest in that piece of land, but he felt that things had not been investigated thoroughly yet, so he wanted to wait a little longer.

With such first-rate kung fu, could it be that a Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway through?

Human beings are very amazing creatures. When food is placed in front of them, they don’t want to eat it, but if someone else tries to take it away, the desire to eat it becomes extremely strong.

After the two whispered a few words, the old lady smiled and turned away.

Xu Lang turned to Li Le'er and said, "Wait for me here. I met someone I know. I'll be back soon."

"What acquaintance?" Li Le'er asked curiously as he scanned the crowd.

Xu Lang did not answer her, but pulled out his arm and walked towards Bai Chu.

Bai Chu, who was looking around aimlessly, was a little stunned when he saw Xu Lang.

"What a coincidence, we meet here? Are you here to pray to God as well?" Xu Lang asked after making eye contact with Bai Chu.

Bai Chu glanced at Xu Lang, his face darkened a little, and he said nothing.

She knew that it was Xu Lang's duty not to help her, and she didn't dare to expect Xu Lang to pull her out of the predicament, but she had no other choice now, and deep down in her heart she still hoped that Xu Lang could save her.

But she sent several messages during this period but received no response.

You can choose not to help, but why are you leaving her alone? Now you come over and say hello with a smile as if nothing happened?