The car soon arrived at Yanhua Temple. The thin female ghost in white who was closely following Le Ziang was struck by a golden light from the temple and was unable to move.
At the same time, Le Ziang looked around suspiciously and felt that his body suddenly felt a little warmer.
He bowed to the temple and muttered: "Buddha bless, Buddha bless..."
After entering, Le Ziang saw at a glance a cloth sail placed outside the main hall of Yanhua Temple, under the shade of a big tree, with the three characters "Qingyang Temple" written on it.
Le Ziang couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth. The Taoist priest set up a stall in front of the monk's temple. Isn't this really a provocation?
At this second, Le Ziang's brain circuit connected with Lu Xi. This is probably what normal people think when they see this scene.
Le Ziang had some doubts about whether his agent Qu Wen had met a liar.
As he got closer, Lezi took a closer look and recognized Luxi at a glance.
As a top star in the entertainment industry, in addition to having a heavenly voice, Le Ziang also has a hobby that is unknown to outsiders, which is his love of gossip. He is stationed on Weibo all the year round and keeps track of all the gossip inside and outside the circle.
Can't hide it from him.
The joy brought to him by the Lu family was his only comfort after his bad luck during this period.
It can be said that Le Ziang is more familiar with Lu Xi than Qu Wen.
Upon seeing this, his eyes suddenly lit up, he stepped forward quickly and shouted miserably: "Master Lu, help!"
The lingering sound lingers and the aftertaste is long, worthy of being a professional singer.
Lu Xi's whole body trembled, she plucked her ears, looked at Le Zi'ang who was running towards her, and twitched the corner of her mouth: "You don't have to be so excited."
It was hard to imagine that the excited man in front of him, full of tears, was actually the cool, handsome and taciturn top performer on the stage. If Gao Qiuqiu saw this scene, he would probably wonder if he was a fan of the wrong person.
"Master, I'm afraid! I was just one step away from going out today, and I would have been thrown into the hospital by a flower pot falling from the sky." At this point, Le Ziang patted his chest and took a long breath, "Fortunately, I listened to Master's words.
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"It seems that you have been quite unlucky recently." Lu Xi looked at his face, and now that the real person was in front of her, she discovered something. The female ghost beside him really couldn't be blamed for Le Ziang's misfortune.
The unlucky child has probably been like this since childhood, but because of being haunted by female ghosts, his yang energy is insufficient and his fortune is even more sluggish. What used to be minor troubles in life have now become life-threatening.
As expected, Le Ziang's next sentence confirmed Lu Xi's thoughts: "Not just recently, I have never been linked to luck since I was a child. I can fall even when walking on flat ground. When I buy a bottle of drink, I always thank you for your patronage.
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Having said this, Le Ziang became extremely envious of his nemesis. That guy was probably the illegitimate son of Goddess Luck. When buying a drink, he would always get another bottle. If the supermarket held a lottery, the special prize would definitely be his.
Le Ziang and his sworn enemies, down to the fans and up to the person themselves, are unable to deal with them at every turn.
Music fans can compete with Song fans for 300 rounds in terms of debut awards, looks, body, management team, etc., but only in the unpredictable aspect of luck, they can only stop fighting.
After recalling the past, Lezi's eyebrows drooped, and then he thought about the time bomb that followed him, and he frowned even more. He looked around and asked: "Master, what happened to the female ghost next to me? I
Apart from being a talkative and unlucky person, this person has never done anything immoral, so why does she insist on pestering me?"
