Spiritual Oath

(I have just entered the quasi-senior year of high school, so I am trying my best to update every week to avoid any pitfalls) The half-lame but not lame divine fortune teller × the half-dead sick Yangzi There are always people holding hands at Zhenqi Temple, but there is someone who is unruly and wants to let the temple out with just one word. The unruly guy: I'm sorry, I just said it casually, I didn't expect him to actually do it. It's my destiny to go against it, blame me The bells of the Third Street Lingfang rang, and the ancient souls got married. Fan, redeem the way to overlook all living beings First met five years ago Unruly: "I'm cooking dice with the ten fortune tellers. The spirit brocade is born. I'm waiting for the destined person to transform it for me." Opponent: "What do you mean?" Unruly: "I want to blackmail you for money." The other party: "..." A handsome face paralyzed on the spot Intention: Don't give up hope for the future