Cataclysm: Precognition system vs. luck system

"Hurry, hurry, someone come and help me."

Mr. Si's shouts were heard outside the door, successfully rescuing Si Jia from the predicament and diverting everyone's attention.

Si Jia breathed a sigh of relief, quickly jumped up and responded enthusiastically, "I'll do it, Grandpa, I'll help you."

Si Tiantian also looked out curiously, and then her pupils couldn't help but twitch.

Before he left the house in the morning, he was a neat little old man wearing a luxurious Tang suit, but when he came back in the evening, he had transformed into a living shaman.

Look at the shaman costume he is wearing, and the standard divine hat on his head, with a tassel made of five or six colors, small jingling bells hanging on the brim, and a magic mirror in the middle. He has a waist bell tied around his waist, a drum in his left hand, and a drum whip in his right hand, as if he just came back from a ritual somewhere.

Looking behind them, there were two people wearing the same shaman costumes, carrying a sacrificial table filled with incense sticks, glutinous rice and yellow paper. It looked like they had just returned from a shamanic dance.

Si Jia helped to take the drum and whip, and then helped old man Si, who was crying out in pain, to walk in. Seeing this, Si Heyao hurried over to help.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

Old Man Si wrinkled his face, revealing a painful expression, "I sprained my waist while learning to dance with someone, hiss—"

As he spoke, he looked at the old lady with a look of grievance on his face.

The old lady's proud and elegant face showed disdain, "Idiot."

Although she said this, she still instructed her two grandsons to help the man sit down on the sofa, and personally went to get safflower oil.

The two "shamans" carrying the table followed behind walked in somewhat stiffly, then when they looked up, they were shocked by the smoky superstitious scene, their pupils flashing wildly.

Holy crap, what kind of superstitious hodgepodge have they wandered into???

Which good person puts statues of the Three Pure Ones at home and even puts an incense burner to turn the living room into a Taoist temple? And that Zen stick must be from Buddhism, right? Now add their shamans, Emmmp... Anyway, it's very confusing!

The two men shuddered, thinking they had stumbled upon some wealthy family's secret. They began to tremble in fear, but they didn't dare to leave. They could only bite the bullet and ask, "Then, um, old man, where should we put the altar?"

The old lady turned her head to look at them, frowned, and ordered, "Put it next to the incense burner, put the candlesticks and small incense burner on it in order, and light the candles."

"Yes Yes."

Upon hearing this, the two of them nodded quickly, then lowered their heads and quickly carried the table over, placed the candlesticks and small incense burner in place, and relit the candles that were blown out by the wind on the way. After seeing that the old man and the old lady had no other instructions, the two of them left without daring to breathe.

"call--"

At the Si family's big iron gate, the two men wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, looked at each other, and saw in each other's eyes that they had survived a disaster.

At this time, the two wealthy old men who had been peeking around not far away could no longer hold back and walked up to the two men. They started asking, "Who are you two? What's that old man from the Si family doing?"

The two were stunned for a moment and didn't dare to speak.

"Fifty thousand. I'll give you fifty thousand. Go ahead."

The old boss is very domineering and never takes money seriously.

There was a flicker of struggle in the eyes of the two men. The other old man looked at them with contempt and said, "One hundred thousand, tell me or not."

The two looked at each other, surprise flashed in their eyes, and then they nodded and bowed quickly, "Go ahead, let's talk."

Then they talked one after another about how Mr. Si asked them to learn how to dance today, and how the Si family's living room had become a superstitious scene. This made the two old men confused, and they looked like an old man on the subway looking at his mobile phone.

"What's up with this old man Si? When he was young, he didn't respect ghosts and gods. He even mocked the statue of the God of Wealth in my house. How come he's become superstitious now that he's old?"

"Perhaps the Si family recently found their biological daughter and rescued their eldest daughter-in-law, so they believe in fate and invited him back to fulfill a vow?"

"Then there's no need to invite every god into your home."

Especially since he was personally wearing shamanic clothes and performing rituals. When they saw it, they almost dropped their jaws in shock, thinking that the old man was possessed by some evil creature.

I don't know when a lot of wealthy people gathered around, listening attentively, and each of them had a shocked and confused expression on their face.

Some even began to ponder, "Could it be that the Si family discovered that praying to Buddha and praying to gods is effective? Should we learn from them and also pray to a Bodhisattva or something?"

It’s no wonder that there are quite a lot of people who think this way. The Si family has always been the benchmark for wealthy families in Hangzhou. Many wealthy families are looking up to the Si family, so naturally, many people are following suit this time.

So from that day on, a wave of superstition quickly swept through the wealthy circles in Hangzhou, and it was very strong. Every day, truckloads of Bodhisattvas and other things were transported to Wolong Bay, which greatly increased the survival rate of Wolong Bay in the future.

Let’s put this matter aside for now. At this moment in the living room, Si Tiantian was already shocked.

It's fine that Grandpa is unreliable, but how could even my proud grandmother be so obsessed with superstition? Is this true love? Love requires accepting everything about him and loving everything he loves? No wonder Grandma, so stunning in her youth and with so many suitors, chose Grandpa, who was the poorest and had the worst conditions at the time. It turns out she loved him so much. I'm so drunk.

Old Mr. Si's face turned red and he smiled. His dear granddaughter was so honest. His wife really loved him.

Old Mrs. Si glanced away, unable to bear to look at the old man's worthless appearance.

Si Tiantian was giggling beside him.

I didn't expect that elderly couples in their twilight years could be so easy to tease. Speaking of which, all the men in the Si family are devoted to their wives. Grandpa is, uncle is, and dad is too. It's just that there's a bit of a misunderstanding between the old, old dad and the beautiful mom. They're a pair of cannon fodder couples without a mouth. Poor thing.

Thinking of this, she subconsciously turned her head to look at the couple. When she saw them holding hands, her eyes widened in surprise.

[Eh, could it be that by now they've resolved their misunderstandings and gone from being a superficially respectful married couple to understanding each other's feelings and living happily ever after?]

Li Yunlan was stunned for a moment. What did that mean? What misunderstanding?

Seeing that everyone's eyes were looking at their holding hands, her cheeks became hot and she subconsciously wanted to let go, but Si Huaizhi held her tightly and did not let go.

Li Yunlan was stunned again, and looked up at Si Huaizhi's face, but saw a husband who was completely different from before.

His eyes, which usually remained calm and taciturn without any desire, were now surprisingly bright. He looked at her with eyes full of surprise and excitement, like a young and impulsive boy. The love in his eyes broke out from a cage that had been imprisoned for a long time, and it was so passionate that it was terrifying.

"You, the person in your heart is me?"

His throat was dry and his voice was almost trembling.