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Chapter 254 Bought the Wrong Fortune Paper

Fang Yuanjia used one of the four famous sentences to persuade the two of them: "Come here, write your name on it, and you will maintain your own financial resources."

He finished writing his name, and handed the pen to Zhong Wan: "Of course, the more money the better, who would dislike having more money?"

Zhong Wan thought it made sense, took the pen and wrote his name on it, and then gave the blessing paper and pen to He Yu.

While He Yu leaned over to write, Zhong Wan saw the blessing paper in Fang Yuanjia's hand and asked, "Why is yours different from ours?"

Fang Yuanjia, a poor man, said: "I'm asking for more wealth luck. Anyway, you don't need it, so just let me use it."

After He Yu finished writing his name, the three of them went inside to find the stall owner's brother to get the golden brocade bag.

There was no one else in the room, only a monk in a monk's robe stood by a shelf with various colored kits.

Fang Yuanjia tore off two golden kits from the shelf, and handed one to He Yu and Zhong Wan.

After the monk saw the pure red red paper in He Yu's hand, he asked for his golden brocade pouch and exchanged it for them with a red brocade pouch.

Zhong Wangang asked why the color of the kit was different.

Fang Yuanjia urged them to quickly put the lucky papers into the kit and throw them into the stove: "The gods are very busy with all kinds of affairs every day, let's not make him wait too long."

The monk did not speak again.

Turn on the stove, let He Yu and Fang Yuanjia throw the kit into the stove.

When he came out of the inner room, he passed the stall again, and Fang Yuanjia stretched out his head to look at the stall.

He was complacent: "Fortunately, I bought it early, and now there is only one piece of blessing paper like yours left."

There was a man and a woman standing in front of the stall, and they were cuddling together. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that they were lovers.

The boy asked the stall owner, "What is the use of this lucky paper?"

Zhong Wan wanted to leave, but Fang Yuanjia pulled her and asked her to hear what the stall owner had to say.

The stall owner continued to speak at a slow speed similar to walking at a snail:
"This is a lucky paper to pray for marriage. The couple write their names on the lucky paper respectively, and go to the inner room to find my senior brother to get a red kit sewn with red thread and throw it into the stove. The old man who receives the kit will use it The red thread binds the two together, and the two will never be separated in this life."

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Fang Yuanjia, who insisted on dragging Zhong Wan and He Yu to listen to the monk's stall owner, was stupid.

Completely stupid in place.

He asked Zhong Wan: "Damn it! Isn't that a lucky paper to pray for wealth? How did it become a... marriage?"

Fang Yuanjia's voice became smaller and smaller, feeling that he had done something wrong with good intentions.

Zhong Wan and He Yu were also stunned, they looked at each other with emotions in their eyes.

When Zhong Wan heard the monk stall owner say that the two of them would never be separated in this life, his heart suddenly throbbed.

But after hearing Fang Yuanjia's question, her throbbing was suppressed, and she burst out angrily: "You asked me about the lucky papers you went to buy?"

Fang Yuanjia said weakly: "I think the two effects are the same."

Zhong Wan was very speechless, speechless to the point of gaffes, can this kind of thing be mistaken?
She told herself in her heart that one day she would return to the real world. This kind of prayer and marriage in the temple was all to comfort the pilgrims and give them hope.

Besides, she was illuminated by the brilliance of Marxism since she was a child, and the successors of socialism never believe in Buddhism|God, fake, all fake.

Compared to Zhong Wan's speechless, He Yu who was standing beside her seemed to be in a good mood.

For the first time, Fang Yuanjia was quite pleasing to the eye.

(End of this chapter)