"Then I think she can definitely try this method."

Zhuge Yun became slightly excited.

"Anyway, the matter of being unlucky is mysterious."

"Then we can't use too serious methods."

…

"Why is it not a proper way to go to the temple?"

Zhao Luzheng retorted.

Superstition is rubbish.

But Buddhist culture is an important part of the culture of Let a Hundred Flowers Bloom.

It also embodies the wisdom of many predecessors.

It cannot be generalized.

Beat him to death with a stick.

Because Zhao Luzheng's grandmother is a Buddhist, he is considered to be one of the young people who is relatively receptive to Buddhist culture.

certainly.

He doesn't believe in Buddhism.

He is more like a kind of lover.

Because his grandmother would go to the temple to offer incense during festivals, he went to the temple many times with her when he was a child.

He still remembered his grandma's kind smile when she looked at him.

Best wishes and blessings to him.

And delicious food on the way home.

For example, a bunch of candied haws, a sweet potato, or a lotus pod.

A wide variety of cuisine.

He likes them all.

He would hold grandma's hand, raise the food in his hand, and share it with grandma.

Grandma would take a symbolic bite and then say with a smile that it was delicious.

He will eat more happily.

…

"Why."

Zhuge Yun shook his finger.

"Don't fight with me."

"When did going to the temple become an option in the normal way of solving problems?"

"But it's just me being lax..."

Having been classmates for four years, Zhuge Yun knew the situation of Grandma Zhao Luzheng.

In particular, the old man asked his grandson to give each of them an amulet.

It is said that he was consecrated by a master in the temple.

Very clever.

"Let me put it another way."

Zhuge Yun's mind was spinning very quickly.

"Look for another way."

"Isn't this a valid statement?"

Zhuge Yun looked at Zhao Luzheng.

…

"Um."

Zhao Luzheng nodded.

This statement is OK.

…

Zhuge Yun was a little proud.

His reaction is so quick.

…

"Pfft~"

Zhang Bo suddenly laughed out loud.

Several eyes immediately fell on Zhang Bo.

…

"why are you laughing?"

Zhuge Yun was confused.

Was there anything worth laughing about just now?

How come he doesn't know at all?

…

Zhang Bo waved his hand.

I laughed a little hard for a while and couldn't speak.

…

Everyone was speechless.

…

Zhang Bo finally suppressed the laughter that surged into his throat.

He spoke.

There was still an obvious smile in his voice.

"I am……"

Zhang Bo took a deep breath.

Trying to control the trembling smile in his voice.

"...Suddenly discovered..."

"I'm not being strict anymore...this sentence..."

"Puff~"

Zhang Bo pursed his lips hard.

The uncontrollable smile made a strange sound like a flat tire.

…

"He... said this several times throughout the night."

Zhang Bo couldn't help laughing as he finished what he said next.

Then he laughed wildly.

"Haha~"

…

Zhuge Yun:......

…

Zhao Luzheng nodded suddenly.

"When I say this, it sounds so familiar."

"Second brother."

He looked at Zhuge Yun, "When did you get this mantra?"

…

Zhuge Yun:......
To be continued...