Unfortunately, there are too many suffering people in the world, and everyone asks Buddha for protection, but how can Buddha take care of them all?
Zhuo Wei clasped her hands together towards Master Xuan'an and said, "Thank you for seeing me off. You are a master of profound Buddhist teachings and have traveled extensively at sea. I have benefited greatly from our conversation today. Tomorrow I will send someone to rebuild the Sutra Library and will ensure that the scriptures are not damaged."
Master Xuan'an was dressed in a white robe and a red cassock, with sandalwood scent lingering around him. He had handsome eyebrows and eyes, and a compassionate look on his face.
"I would like to express my gratitude here. Donor Zhuo has great merits and will surely receive great opportunities in the future. Who knows, your reputation will last for generations to come."
Zhuo Wei was naturally overjoyed. In addition to the Sutra Library, she also planned to renovate other temples.
Ji Yunhuan didn't believe a word of it. What was the point of leaving a lasting reputation? The monk was just saying nice things to get his mother to donate more money.
In her previous life, my mother did good deeds and accumulated virtue, but she still died of illness on the way to exile, and no one even collected her body.
Ji Yunhuan waved at Xizi and said unhappily, "Xizi, come back. Stop shouting. He can't help you. Even Buddha can't save you. Come back with me."
Zhuo Wei looked at her daughter disapprovingly, but there was nothing she could do about her daughter. She could only secretly decide to donate more incense money to offset her daughter's disrespect to the Buddha.
Xuan An was not angry either. He chanted a Buddhist name and bowed to Xizi. "I am incompetent and cannot help you, benefactor. It is not easy to understand the secrets of heaven, and it is even more difficult to change your fate. Please go back, benefactor."
Long Lin knew that Xuan An recognized him, and he became a little anxious. If Xuan An couldn't help him, then when would he be able to regain his human form?
Is he really going to be a cat for the rest of his life? He can only watch Ji Yunhuan being bullied, and he can do nothing.
Ji Yunhuan said that he would not save him, but when he was in danger, Ji Yunhuan's first thought was to save his life.
Long Lin desperately wants to become a human, no matter what the cost, he wants to become a human!
"I'm sorry." Xuan An picked up Xizi who was at his feet and handed him to Ji Yunhuan. "Amitabha, I'm actually here for Benefactor Ji. Benefactor Ji has a great opportunity. Let's go with the flow and put ourselves in a desperate situation to survive. Good job!"
Xizi was still meowing, but Xuan'an ignored her. He bowed to the man and the cat, then turned and left.
When Zhuo Wei heard these ambiguous words, she became quite worried. She wanted to chase after him to find out what was going on, but was stopped by her daughter.
"Mom, don't worry about him. He just wants to trick you into donating more money for incense. Let's go back. I'm hungry!"
The two people and the cat got on the carriage. Ji Yunhuan covered her neck and cried out in pain. Soon her mother's attention shifted to her wound.
The so-called "great opportunity" should refer to the "treasures" that she can use. It seems that this monk Xuan'an is still quite capable.
The future may be dangerous, but there is always a glimmer of hope. If she can save the emperor, she doesn't believe that she can't save the Prime Minister's Mansion!
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After returning home, Xizi was in low spirits.
Master Xuan'an's words made him feel very uneasy. Perhaps he should have died, but Ji Yunhuan saved him, so he survived.
What about Ji Yunhuan? What will happen to her? What consequences will she bear? Will she die?
Long Lin was extremely panicked. If it came down to exchanging one life for another, he would rather die in the rainy night.
Ji Yunhuan thought that Master Xuan'an was talking nonsense, but he knew the master's skills. Without the master's guidance, he would not be able to ascend to the throne.
What should he do to protect her?
Ji Yunhuan came back after dinner with her family. She was no longer obsessed with Long Haochang. Her father, mother, and elder and second brothers were all very happy. She also drank a few glasses of wine and felt dizzy.
Seeing Xizi lying on the bluestone slabs in the yard, Ji Yunhuan reached out and hugged the soft Xizi in his arms and kissed her hard.
"Xizi is so good, he even knows to wait for his master to come back and give him a kiss as a reward!"
Xizi took the initiative to go forward and put his furry face against Ji Yunhuan's face, with tears flickering faintly in his clear blue eyes.
"Ji Yunhuan, you must not die. Just wait. When I regain my status, I will make you the Princess Protector of the Nation. I will give you whatever you want. Forget about beating up the Crown Prince. Even if you poke a hole in the sky, I will cover it for you!"
Ji Yunhuan was so drunk that she didn't use the "cat language translator". She just felt that Xizi was particularly clingy today. Not only did he call her sweetly, but he also took the initiative to throw himself into her arms.
Qiao Yue came out of the house and helped the drunken lady to bathe and change clothes.
Xizi was rubbing his body slowly on a piece of white cotton cloth. He was not a cat, so he could not lick his fur by himself and he could not take a bath every day, so he could only rely on cotton cloth to clean his body.
After Ji Yunhuan returned to the room, he found that Xizi was not in the cradle. There was a small bulge on the bed, and a furry white head poked out from it.
"Meow~~"
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