Chapter 245 Two Fat Sheep
Changing one's fortune requires twenty taels of silver, and Lin Yuesha looked troubled.
Last time I came to ask for a fortune telling and it was only two taels of silver, but now a luck-changing charm costs ten times that amount. This price is too high.
“Female benefactor, monks don’t usually care about these things, but since you want to change your luck, you must send this money.”
The old monk's heart skipped a beat. Had he asked for too much, and the little girl couldn't handle it? He had to smooth things over.
"As the saying goes, losing money can avert disaster. If you don't spend money to take away the lucky charm, the karma will naturally transfer back to you. It may be effective in the short term, but in the long run, it will be detrimental to you."
The old monk explained it clearly and logically.
Lin Yuesha stroked her chin, lost in thought.
She wasn't distressed about the money; it was just that she had only brought one ten-tael silver ingot with her on this trip up the mountain, and the remaining loose silver, even if she managed to scrape together, wouldn't amount to ten taels.
She understood and agreed with everything the old monk said. Although she was heartbroken about the money, she didn't want to continue this bad luck.
“Master, I didn’t bring that much money with me when I went out, but I came to offer incense with a sister, so I’ll go to her to borrow some.”
Lin Yuesha thought of Jiang Baozhu, who had brought a lot of sesame oil and silver with her on this trip.
"In that case, bring your young friend along; if we are destined to meet, we may ask him some questions."
The old monk's eyes gleamed; another fat sheep was about to enter his belly. He was in luck.
Lin Yuesha had no objection and went to the front hall to find Jiang Baozhu first.
"You mean that old monk was extremely accurate in his predictions?"
Yutan Temple is an ancient temple with many eminent monks, but these monks are not people that ordinary people can meet. As Lin Yuesha said, it all depends on fate.
"Is it more accurate than the old man with the white beard we see at the Lantern Festival?"
Jiang Baozhu gave the purse to Lin Yuesha. Over the years, she had only ever met one extraordinary person.
"Yes. Last time at Yutan Temple, the master pointed out that I would marry a noble person in the future."
Lin Yuesha was embarrassed. She was with Zhang Qing'er at the time, and it wasn't convenient for her to talk about it. She felt like she was bragging.
However, what happened next forced her to believe it, and she believed it without a doubt.
"Indeed, that person..."
Jiang Baozhu thought of Yuwen Kun, pinched Lin Yuesha's face with her hand, and sighed, "Sister Yuesha, I just hope that person was just joking."
The two have already returned to Daqi, but there has been no news from Lin Yuesha's side. It seems that the city lord of Sishui City has forgotten about this matter.
For some reason, Jiang Baozhu's heart remained uneasy. She was worried that something unexpected might happen, after all, the magnolia flower on Lin Yuesha's chest was becoming more and more vibrant, reminding the two of them that this was not a dream.
Let's go.
That person said they would wait until she came of age, but she still has two years until then. Who knows what might happen in the meantime?
Lin Yuesha didn't want to talk about Blue Eyes, so she dragged Jiang Baozhu to find the old monk.
"master."
Upon seeing the venerable old monk, Jiang Baozhu respectfully bowed.
"No need for such formalities, lady."
The old monk planned to keep it short, as the person watching over him would be coming to find him after finishing his morning prayers.
"You look distressed; you must be troubled by something."
This is a common tactic to steer the conversation. The old monk accepted the twenty taels of silver from Lin Yuesha, threw out a scribble, and focused on talking to Jiang Baozhu.
"Master, you are right."
Jiang Baozhu struggled to organize her thoughts; the story was too long, and she didn't know where to begin.
“Female benefactor, there is no need to hide it. People in the Buddhist community do not pry into privacy.”
Hurry up, speed up! Once we have the money, we'll add a roast chicken to our dinner tonight.
"That's right, my father and my future... husband were captured by barbarians and have not been heard from since. I don't know if they are safe."
Jiang Baozhu blushed and stammered.
"This old monk charges five taels of silver for a divination and ten taels of silver for reading the divination."
The old monk quoted a price, which included both auspicious and inauspicious omens; if you wanted to know the specific direction, you would have to pay extra.
"Master, please tell my fortune."
Jiang Baozhu quickly stood up and said excitedly.
Jiang Baozhu spent several hundred taels of silver to find out the whereabouts of the two, so she didn't care about the money. Besides, the high monk in front of her was more reliable than those cunning businessmen.
"good."
The old monk chuckled to himself, took a few copper coins, and began to perform divination using the Six Lines method.
Although he cheats people out of money, he does have some real skills; he can see the most basic things.
"Master, are my father and my fiancé still alive?"
Jiang Baozhu was filled with anxiety and apprehension; she really didn't want to hear bad news.
“Female benefactor, according to the divination, both of them are still alive. However, your father is still your father, but your fiancé is no longer yours.”
The old monk's expression was inscrutable, speaking in riddles.
"Master, what does this mean?"
Hearing that both of them were still alive, Jiang Baozhu breathed a sigh of relief. However, her father was still her father, but her fiancé was no longer her fiancé. What did that mean?
Lin Yuesha understood, and she waited for the old monk to explain.
"According to the divination, both of them are in the due north. If you know the birth date and time of your fiancé, I can make a more detailed calculation."
Since they've already swindled money, they should persuade the female benefactor that there's no end to suffering, and that turning back is the only way out.
Her fiancé had been captured by the barbarians. Even if he survived, his chances of survival were slim. Since he was not coming back, she might as well pretend he didn't exist.
"Master, I know."
Jiang Baozhu knew that Zhang Jing and Jiang Baozhu had used their birth dates and times to match their marriage, so she provided Zhang Jing's birth date and time.
“Female benefactor, what I said is true. Your fiancé has already married a woman, and according to the divination, she is a barbarian woman. Perhaps that woman is already pregnant.”
Don't wait any longer. A woman's prime is fleeting; once she misses her prime, it will be difficult for her to get married.
The old monk told a white lie because of the money; he never imagined that he would become the one who could make the most accurate predictions.
"You mean..."
Jiang Baozhu took two steps back, her face filled with disbelief.
Zhang Jing fell into the hands of the barbarians, and actually... he actually married a barbarian woman?
For some reason, Jiang Baozhu felt as if she were being cut by a knife, but she couldn't find a reason to blame Zhang Jing.
In that environment, survival might be more important, and I can understand her choice.
However, this meant she could no longer marry Zhang Jing; the two were ultimately destined to be apart.
Jiang Baozhu wiped away her tears and bowed to the old monk.
“Female benefactor, let it go, let nature take its course.”
The old monk accepted the silver, and seeing that Jiang Baozhu had given him more silver as a token of gratitude, he was overjoyed.
"Thank you for your guidance, Master."
After exchanging a few unrelated words, Lin Yuesha and Jiang Baozhu left the courtyard together.
After taking a few steps, Lin Yuesha turned around and found that the old monk was still standing in the same place, holding prayer beads in his hands and chanting sutras with his eyes narrowed.
He truly deserves to be called a highly accomplished monk; he possesses an extraordinary and refined demeanor. Listening to the old monk speak can help resolve many of the knots in one's heart.
Lin Yuesha suddenly turned around, startling the old monk. He instinctively tightened his prayer beads; he had just been counting silver. Luckily, he reacted quickly!
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