Chapter 138: Unsolvable, the most popular technique of worshipping Buddha
After hearing what the master said, Xu Zhao guessed that he might have seen something through her face, but she also knew that the secret should not be revealed. It is better not to know some things too early, and just wait for things to happen naturally.
Xu Zhao was about to take the wooden stick back from the table, but as soon as her hand touched it, Yuanman's hand pressed down on the stick, preventing her from moving.
Only then did she notice the purple-black birthmark on the back of her round bronze hand.
"Master Yuanman, what does this mean?"
Yuanman's hand pressed on the wooden skewer, and Xu Zhao was completely unable to move, so he had to give up and hid his hand in his sleeve.
Seeing her withdraw her hand, Yuanman withdrew his hand as well, looked at her and said, "Amitabha, you didn't ask the question you wanted to ask in the end. I'm afraid this question has puzzled you for a long time. If you don't ask it, it might become a demon in your heart."
Xu Zhao's hand hidden in his sleeve trembled. He didn't expect that Master Yuanman really had some skills.
He did not hide anything and asked directly, "Master Yuanman, you know that I have come from afar and that I know what will happen in the future. I already know the ending of one person, but it is not perfect. If I want to change this ending, is there a solution?"
Yuanyuan's smiling expression paused, and now he looked a little serious, and said two words softly: "No solution."
For fear that Xu Zhao might not understand, this time he explained it very clearly.
"Just like this wooden stick," Yuan Man picked it up and continued, "It was not originally in the stick holder, but because of chance it entered, it is now in this stick holder. Perhaps everyone will have a different interpretation, but for me, since there is no stick corresponding to it, there is no answer."
"Why do you think this person's ending is not perfect? It's just what you think. Maybe, in your heart, that is the most perfect ending. As for changing the ending, how can you guarantee that the ending you see is not because of you?"
"But since I am already in history, what I am doing now will be history for future generations?"
Yuan Yuan did not give a straightforward yes or no answer, but instead said something ambiguous, "I believe that with your understanding, you will definitely understand the truth behind this."
"So, I know in the future that he can live to forty, but originally he could have lived to seventy or eighty. Just because of me, his life span was cut in half and he could only live to forty?" Xu Zhao was a little emotional. If this was true, then she would be the culprit who returned Chen Yu!
"No, no."
Yuan Man interrupted Xu Zhao's thoughts in time, "If you are trapped in it, you will suffer from its chaos. Donor, why don't you think about it the other way around? Maybe the person you are talking about will only live to be 20 or 30 years old, but because of you, he may live to be 40 years old."
"Everything has its destiny, let it be, don't force it."
"But..." Xu Zhao's voice choked up as he thought of Chen Yu's ending, "I really want to change his ending."
According to historical records, Shen Yu committed suicide out of fear of punishment for his rebellion and was later despised by the world.
Xu Zhao didn't want that. He didn't want him to bear the infamy even after his death. He was clearly the God of War! He is a hero defending his country!
How could people in the world insult and scold him like this?
Xu Zhao was so angry that his whole body was shaking.
Monks are compassionate, so Yuanyuan is willing to chat more with the female donor in front of him, but he has long been away from the world, and the troubles of the world have nothing to do with him.
"Don't dwell on the past, donor. Look at the long-term." Yuanyuan didn't know who she was sad for, but he saw a glimmer of hope in her.
Therefore, I comforted him, "Donor, have you never thought that history has become known just because you have seen it, but history also has things you have not seen, and the unknown is the key to change."
Yuanman knew that he had said too much today. If he continued talking, he would probably die soon. There was no need to ruin his life for a stranger, so he shut his mouth and quickly stood up. "Amitabha, I still have things to do, please feel free to do as you please." After saying this, he turned around and left without waiting for Xu Zhao's consent.
Yuanman casually threw the unsolvable wooden stick on the table. For some reason, Xu Zhao always felt that Yuanman was being chased by something and left in a hurry.
Xu Zhao shouted loudly: "Master Yuanman, how do we deal with this lot?"
"Since it was drawn by the donor, you can deal with it as you wish!" Yuanyuan walked quickly, his voice fading away.
Handle it yourself?
This made Xu Zhao a little confused, or perhaps conflicted, so should he keep the lot or throw it away?
Also, what does the last sentence that Master Yuanman said just now mean, "The unknown is the key to change"?
These words kept lingering in Xu Zhao's mind, and he didn't even realize that he had walked to the main hall of the Moon Temple.
Su Yao brought the three palace maids with her and made many wishes in front of the Moon Goddess. The incense sticks they lit almost filled up the incense burner.
She doesn't ask for much in her life, but she also hopes that what she asks for can come true, so she doesn't ask for many kinds of wishes, and mainly asks for one wish many times.
Su Yao had just inserted the incense in her hand into the incense burner when she turned around and saw Xu Zhao coming in absent-mindedly. She hurriedly walked over to Xu Zhao and pulled her to the front of the futon, snatching the wooden stick from her hand, "Why are you still holding this stick? I'll return it for you."
After that, Su Yao put the bad fortune stick that she had taken from Xu Zhao back into the fortune stick holder. She added, "Today, the Moon Goddess has a lot of incense. I have a feeling that today's wish will come true!" As she spoke, she took three newly lit incense sticks from the palace maid and handed them to Xu Zhao, "Pray again quickly, maybe there will be a turn for the better."
Su Yao looked at her and was worried that she was upset because she didn't interpret the fortune well, so she asked her to pray.
Xu Zhao took a deep breath, smelling the scent of sandalwood, and his mind relaxed a lot.
Taking the sandalwood, "Thank you, Queen Concubine," Xu Zhao felt the sandalwood was higher than his head, and silently said in his heart: Queen Moon-gazing Goddess, please bless Chen Yu to be safe and sound, without illness or disaster!
After repeating it several times, Xu Zhao suddenly had an idea. She remembered seeing it on TikTok before. There are too many people with the same name in the world, so when making a wish, one should include the home address or ID card, so that the wish can really come true for the person one really wants to bless.
Since there was no such thing as an ID card in this era, Xu Zhao silently said, "I hope to be blessed by Chen Yu, the Prince of Anding, who lives in the Prince of Anding's Mansion in Xingdaofang. Goddess of the Moon, please don't bless the wrong person."
Su Yao on the side was greatly shocked. Is this the most popular method of worshipping Buddha among the people nowadays?
It is better to believe it exists than to believe it does not.
"Go and light some incense quickly. I want to pray to the Moon Goddess to bless Qinghe River!"
When Shen Yu and Shen Lingge entered the main hall of the Moon God Temple, they heard the five people in the temple kneeling on the futon, chanting the residence of the blessed person and praying for the blessing of the Moon God.
The uncle and nephew looked at each other in confusion, their eyes full of bewilderment.
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