The Red Thread of Yue Lao Temple Has Become a Reality, Specializing in Grabbing Jobs

The underworld made up for the two of us who died in heaven. My best friend sneered at "the copper smell of the God of Wealth Temple" and rushed to choose the red silk from the Yuelao Temple; I took the God of Wealth's broken lotus and became a divine official, watching her counting incense in the red tent of the Yuelao Temple, laughing at me for being "vulgar". Ten years later, her Yuelao Temple was empty, and when all her merits were gone, she knelt at my feet: "Wanwan, please give me some incense..." I didn't respond. She burned all her merits and activated the forbidden technique, and the time went back twenty years ago. This time, she became a celebrity in the Temple of Wealth. I squatted in the Poyue Temple and counted the ashes on the spider webs. It wasn't until she was sorting out the files that the red line marked "Unable to Complete" suddenly became hot - the other end of the red line was the boy who jumped into the sea to save her in her previous life. In his memory, there is evidence that his best friend forged a marriage, the diary that he had loved me silently for twenty years in this world, and the ironclad evidence that she used her priesthood to tamper with his destiny. Now, I am the red envoy of Yuelao Temple. Whose neck should this crumpled red thread tighten? With this red rope that she stepped into the mud - I asked for his life, for myself to understand, and for the marriage that she ruined, to get back the karma that this world should have. "