Chapter 126 Becoming a monk?
"master!"
In the bamboo house in the peach forest, Yuan Ziyu sat on a cushion with his hands clasped together, respectfully bowing to Master Wujie.
"Young donor, there is no need to be so polite!" Master Wujie had a thin face and a long white beard. He was not wearing the cassock he wore in the morning, but a dark brown robe. At this moment, he was talking to Yuan Ziyu with a smile on his face.
Yuan Ziyou smiled and said, "I wonder why the master has come to see me, a believer?"
"I came here today to find you, the young donor, because I have a favor to ask of you!" Master Wujie said to Yuan Ziyu with a smile.
Master Wujie's words made Yuan Ziyu stunned for a moment, and he looked at Master Wujie in confusion.
"I wonder if the young donor's maid can leave?" Master Wujie asked.
"Of course!"
Yuan Ziyu nodded and said to Qingying and Qingzhi, "You two will wait outside!"
"Second Miss!" Qingying and Qingzhi were a little worried.
"Nothing!" Yuan Ziyou nodded to the two of them and said, "Go!"
"yes!"
Qingying and Qingzhi looked at Master Wujie again, then left the bamboo house and stood guard outside the door.
"Young donor, these two maids are incredibly loyal!" Master Wujie said with a smile, "It's your blessing."
Yuan Ziyou also smiled and said, "Just as Master said, I also feel that this is a blessing for me. I wonder what is the matter, Master?"
"I feel that this young donor has a connection with the Buddha!"
Master Wujie's words made Yuan Ziyu so frightened that he almost jumped up!
What kind of fate? She doesn't want to become a nun!
In this life, her parents and brother are all alive, so she is reluctant to leave them. She is still waiting to marry Brother Xi, and she also has her delicious food, her Qiongjiang Pavilion, and she also wants to learn skills from Nanny Gu, so that she can see the beautiful mountains and rivers of the Dali Dynasty in the future. She doesn't want to live a life of seclusion and plain meals for the rest of her life!
Yuan Ziyou smiled stiffly: "Master, you are joking. I am a believer whose worldly desires have not yet been resolved. I am afraid that the Buddha will despise me."
“Hahahahahaha…”
After hearing what Yuan Ziyu said, Master Wujie couldn't help but burst into laughter, which made Yuan Ziyu look confused. What did he say to make Master Wujie laugh so happily?
"What are you thinking, young donor?" Master Wujie's smile remained on his face as he said to Yuan Ziyou, "When I say 'we have a connection', I don't mean that I want you to become a monk. Rather, I think you have great blessings. If you could help others and save their lives, wouldn't that be wonderful?"
Great blessings?
If she had been blessed with such great fortune, how could she have ended up like that in her past life? And in this life, everything was still unknown, so who knew what the future would hold?
"Master, you are joking. I am just a little girl. How can I have the ability to save all living beings?" Yuan Ziyu said with a smile.
"Young donor, you are wrong!" Master Wujie stroked his white beard and said with a smile, "To be born in Nirvana is to endure hardship and then be blessed with happiness. Young donor, you are truly blessed."
Yuan Ziyu's heart skipped a beat. Although his expression remained calm, his heart was surging.
The phoenix is reborn from the ashes, dying and then being reborn... Could it be that Master Wujie had seen something?
If you think about it, you can live your life again, then maybe there really are otherworldly masters in this world!
Yuan Ziyou's heart tightened, and she smiled pursedly, "I don't quite understand what the master said!"
"Not only does the young donor not understand, even I don't understand!" Master Wujie looked at Yuan Ziyu's puzzled expression and smiled, "I just vaguely sense that the profound aura of blessing emanating from the young donor, if it can benefit the world, will be of great benefit to the young donor and his family."
Yuan Ziyou breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and then asked, "I wonder what the master means by nirvana?"
"It can be born from Nirvana, or from experiencing great enlightenment, or from being on the verge of death and facing death. It's all different." Master Wujie said, "As for the little donor, I can't see through it, but I can only vaguely sense it!"
"Then what does the master want you to do?"
"Young donor, you just need to be kind and never do evil!" Master Wujie chanted the Buddha's name and said.
"Master, what is good? What is evil?" Yuan Ziyu asked again.
She killed two people in the middle of the night last night!
"Amitabha!" Master Wujie said, "Saving one person and causing the deaths of a hundred is good, but it is also evil. Killing one person and saving a hundred lives is also good, but it is evil. Good and evil are inherently difficult to distinguish. It all depends on your own perception, young donor!"
Yuan Ziyu pondered Master Wujie's words inwardly. After a while, she smiled, clasped her hands together, and bowed to Master Wujie, saying, "Master, I understand!"
Upon hearing this, Master Wujie smiled and nodded: "Young donor has a good understanding, so it can be said that young donor has a connection with the Buddha!"
"Master, if I can really save someone's life, I will not refuse, but as for fate, we will just leave it to fate!" Yuan Ziyu said quickly.
"Haha, well, let's just go with the flow!" Master Wujie said with a smile, stroking his beard.
The two talked for a while, and then Yuan Ziyu said goodbye and left.
After Yuan Ziyu left, a man walked out from the inner room of the bamboo house.
The man was dressed in green and had a jade belt around his waist. He sat cross-legged on the cushion where Yuan Ziyu had sat before.
Master Wujie looked at the person who came, smiled slightly and said nothing, but brewed another pot of fragrant tea and poured it into the teacup.
Master Wujie placed the teacup in front of the visitor and said, "Prince Xuan, please!"
The person who came was Xuan Shaoqing.
Xuan Shaoqing took the teacup handed to him by Master Wujie and nodded, saying, "Thank you, Master, for the tea!"
Master Wujie looked at Xuan Shaoqing and asked, "Is Prince Xuan worried about something?"
"Master, you are very observant. I admire you!" Xuan Shaoqing took a sip of tea and looked up at Master Wujie.
"Is it related to that little donor?" Master Wujie said again.
Xuan Shaoqing just raised his eyebrows slightly and said nothing.
"Prince Xuan!" Master Wujie said, "Forgive me for being blunt, but I'm afraid that young donor and you are not meant to be together. Why don't you just let go?"
"Master, I don't quite understand what you mean!" Xuan Shaoqing said with a faint expression. He put down the teacup in his hand and lowered his eyes slightly.
Master Wujie smiled and said, "Your Highness, although I am no longer in the mortal world, I still understand the world very well. In this world, the most difficult thing to overcome is simply the word 'love'. Your Highness is already trapped by family ties, do you really want to add another layer of shackles to yourself?"
Upon hearing this, Xuan Shaoqing frowned slightly, but just played with the teacup in his hand and didn't say anything.
Master Wujie sighed and said, "Sir, if you don't make a decision when you should, you will suffer the consequences!"
"How do we cut it off?"
"When the prince is truly himself!"
Next to the bamboo house in the peach forest, peach blossoms swayed in the wind, petals falling to the ground one by one, but inside the bamboo house, there was silence...
(End of this chapter)
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