Chapter 137: Planting seeds in this life, reaping fruits in the next life
"Donor, why don't you sit down and talk to me? I see that you have too many thoughts in your mind, which is tiring and exhausting."
There were chairs on both sides of the table at the fortune-telling place, but Yuanman had just stood up from his chair to greet the imperial concubine.
The imperial concubine hadn't sat down yet, so how could a mere monk like him dare to sit down casually?
After the imperial concubine left, the friendly-looking donor came forward again to ask for a fortune, but he did not find a reason for not sitting down.
Now there is a chance. He is old and can't stand for long, so let's sit down and talk.
"Amitabha," Xu Zhao muttered casually and sat on the chair beside him.
Given her personality, it would be nice for her to be able to sit down and chat.
Yuanyuan sat opposite Xu Zhao, quietly waiting for her to ask what she wanted to ask.
Xu Zhao's fingertips groped for the words on the back of the stick and could clearly feel the scratches on the stick. These scratches pricked her fingertips. She then touched another top-quality stick and felt its slippery feel. She could indeed feel that this stick had been polished smooth because it had been rubbed frequently.
I'm afraid it's really as Master Yuanman said, but is this just a coincidence or God's will?
Yuanman looked at the female donor and saw that she seemed to be lost in thought, so he interrupted her.
"Amitabha," Yuanman bowed to Xu Zhaoxing, "I see from your face that you have come from afar. It may be God's will that you have this opportunity."
The simple chanting of "Amitabha" made Xu Zhao's thoughts clearer, and he felt that his brain had become much smarter.
But after hearing the second half of Yuanyuan's words, Xu Zhao's eyes sharpened and a chill rose from the soles of his feet. From what he meant, Yuanyuan realized that she was not from this world?
Is there really the ability to tell a person's true identity by looking at their face?
"Don't worry, benefactor. I am no longer a mortal. Today I am only here to help you solve your doubts. I will not get involved in worldly affairs."
As an old monk, how can he concentrate on his practice if he gets involved in the gossips of the world?
If it is perfect, it can be regarded as a guarantee for Xu Zhao.
Su Yao, who had already finished interpreting the fortune and had not yet left, heard Yuanman's words and asked curiously, "Before, she said she wanted to take you as her adopted sister. We are quite familiar with each other, but I don't know where you are from, Chaoxi. I have never heard Qinghe mention it."
Xu Zhao's movements were slow. She couldn't tell Su Yao that she was from the future. She thought for a moment and said, "You are joking, Madam. I am from Jiangnan, a girl who grew up in the countryside. It is not appropriate for me to tell others about this."
"Jiangnan?" Su Yao murmured, as if casually saying, "It is said that girls from Jiangnan speak fluent Wu dialect, but your accent doesn't sound like Jiangnan's."
Xu Zhao pursed his lips into a line and explained, "Not every girl from Jiangnan is like this. Growing up in the countryside, I can't compare to the ladies from wealthy families. Or maybe it's because I left my hometown very early, so I don't have an accent."
Her Mandarin is nationally certified and is very standard. She got a B in the Mandarin exam in college, and was just a few tenths of a point away from an A, so she certainly doesn't have an accent.
Su Yao had asked out of curiosity, and now that she had gotten an answer she was not worried about it. What's more, she had gotten a good fortune, and was excited to go to the Moon Temple to pray and ask for blessings for Qinghe.
"Chaoxi, I'll go first." After Su Yao finished speaking, she went to the main hall with the help of the senior palace maid beside her without looking back.
Xu Zhao was relieved that Su Yao left without asking any further questions.
It is said that monks do not tell lies. Now she is in the temple, and the gods and Buddhas are watching her. She feels nervous every time she tells a lie.
Now that Su Yao has left, she can relax and have a good chat with Master Yuanman.
She returned her gaze to Yuanyuan, clasped her hands together, and held the number 101 between them, looking pious. "Master, you can actually see where I come from. Your ability is unquestionable. I have a question. I wonder if Master Yuanyuan can answer it."
"I have been a Buddhist since I was young. The former abbot said when he saw me for the first time that I was born to be a Buddhist and that only by becoming a monk could I seek peace for eternity." Now in Baoguo Temple, no one dares to say that he is second to none in terms of ability.
"Amitabha, you can tell me, benefactor. As long as you can tell, I will tell you everything I know. It is also my merit if I can help you solve your doubts." Yuanyuan looked calm and composed, like a high monk who had attained enlightenment. It was incomprehensible and hard to fathom.
Although Xu Zhao didn't understand why helping her solve her doubts was a merit, he could only guess that it was because she was the meritorious person mentioned by Master Yuanman.
She put the wooden stick in her hand on the table and pushed it forward, in front of Yuanman. She did not directly ask the question about Chen Yu, but pointed at the wooden stick with her fingertips. Before this question, she had another question to ask.
She asked doubtfully, "Since this stick was not originally in the stick tube, it can be said to be an extra stick in the stick tube, so is there any need for this stick to exist?"
Yuanman was a little surprised. The donor in front of him was young and the questions he asked were surprising.
It seems like asking for a fortune, but in fact it is asking about the person.
As for who you are asking?
Isn’t it the person in front of me!
"Amitabha, you know everything about the past, present and future. I don't think I need to explain. You should understand one thing: existence is reasonable. This stick appeared in the stick holder by chance, and was picked by you by chance. This is all arranged by fate."
"It's just like the donor, who came from far away, but in the world of countless people, how come he just happened to appear next to someone? This is the same principle."
Yuanyuan had a kind face and his eyes were narrowed to the size of a slit. There were only him and the female donor in front of him in this side hall. He did not need to worry about others and could just speak frankly.
"Master Yuanman means that I am here for him?"
In the past, Xu Zhao always believed that she came here inexplicably due to some strange and mysterious reasons, and just happened to be by Chen Yu's side.
It just so happened that she developed a strong interest in him and felt that he should not be criticized by history, so she repeatedly helped him and wanted to know more about him.
But now someone suddenly told her that her meeting Chen Yu was something that God had already arranged and it was not a coincidence at all.
Thinking about it now, it seems to be true.
In this era, she seemed to always be around Shen Yu.
Perhaps this is the meaning of her coming to this era.
"You sow seeds in this life, and reap the fruits in the next life."
The concept of perfection sounds very mysterious. Xu Zhao thinks that he does not yet have the wisdom and intelligence to comprehend the Buddhist teachings.
Yuanyuan met the bewildered eyes of the female donor and chanted a Buddhist saying, "Donor, you may not understand now, but you may understand it later. The world is full of cause and effect. We are lucky to meet each other today, and there may be a trace of cause and effect in it. I hope the girl can remember my kindness in solving your doubts today."
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