Mo Xiangyi's head leaned over: "thousands of miles of marriage!"

Hu Yueru: "this is too accurate."

Mo Siyu put the bamboo stick back into the bamboo tube and asked, "master, the first signatures here are not all by marriage, are they?"

The master smiled a few times, and his white eyes moved. "Little benefactor, it's fate to meet thousands of miles. You've drawn twice in a row, and the next time you signed, and it's fate..."

The master pinched his finger on his knee, "if I'm right, little benefactor, I'm close to getting married in a few days?"

Mo Siyu: "

Mo Siyu said with a smile, "I'm ready for the sesame oil money, and I'm ready for the money for the long light. No wonder the master has solved the signature for so many years. People still come to you to solve the signature. Half of the incense money in Tianen temple is donated to you."

Master: "Amitabha, little benefactor, I'm flattered."

Mo Xiangyi also handed over his signature: "master, I am also a marriage."

Everlasting longing for each other, the master's fingers rubbed the sign on the bamboo mark: "looks like a long face, looks short and acacia, and infinitely great."

Mo Xiangyi wondered, "master, why do you say this? Please explain it in detail."

The master raised his hand and stroked his gray beard: "when you enter my lovesickness gate, you know that my lovesickness is bitter. There is a destiny. You keep your points and never want. Your marriage is doomed before you are born.

The elders accumulate good fortune and the younger generations enjoy happiness. The little benefactor must be born rich and expensive. Live among the stars and the moon since childhood? "

Mo Xiangyi nodded again and again: "master, it's really effective."

Mo Siyu looked at the stunned Hu Yueru who was about to listen, grabbed the signature in her hand and handed it to the master: "this signature is also about marriage."

Hu Yueru tightened her hand holding the handkerchief, and her phalanges were faintly blue and white, with an uneasy face.

The master put the rubbed autograph back into the bamboo tube: "just wish your heart is like mine, and you will live up to your lovesickness. Little benefactor, are you worried about the wedding?"

Hu Yueru paused and frankly admitted: "yes."

The master said again, "what is your husband's birthday? I'll calculate it for you."

Hu Yueru said the eight characters of Mo Chengyue's birthday and her own birthday: "master, can these eight characters coincide?"

"God has given you a good marriage. You have no colorful Phoenix wings, and your heart has a touch of communication." The master said with relief: "a thousand lives and a hundred generations, the origin and extinction, everything has already been doomed.

Little benefactor, you might as well trust your husband more. For a long time, the feeling of worrying about gain and loss in your heart will no longer exist. Has little benefactor never trusted others from small to large? "

The last sentence seemed to ask about Hu Yueru's wound. Hu Yueru's eyes turned red in an instant, "I've never trusted anyone else, even my relatives."

The master folded his palms and said, "Amitabha, little benefactor, everything has passed. Your blessing is still growing."

......

Coming out of the side hall, Mo Siyu pulled Hu Yueru: "sister-in-law, you can't believe what the master said, but you can't believe it all. My mother never believed it. Every time I came here when I was young, the autographs were signed. I doubt that there was no sign in the bamboo tube

Maybe, these are all lies. Just have fun.

We're signing inside and surrounded by so many people outside. Everyone knows our identity. If those comments are heard by the master, we can guess our identity casually

These eight characters are superfluous. There are also some people born on the same year, month and day as my brother. The key is that you two should be close to each other. "