Cijie took over the position of abbot from his deceased master twenty years ago.
He looks to be in his forties, but he is actually over fifty. Even though he is a host and has a busy schedule, he must get up every day to practice his skills for an hour, which makes him appear strong and powerful.
"Princess Consort An, it's been a long time since you visited the temple." Since they were already old acquaintances, Cijie bowed and looked at Xiaoxiao Jingrou in a friendly manner.
What hasn't a monk seen? Over the past thirty years, quite a few people have come to him for fortune telling, and those who can get him to do so must have some power or influence.
He was also invited to the palace, where the current emperor treated him with great courtesy.
While he couldn't say he could predict a person's entire life just by looking at their face, he could always sense something, and he was almost always right. But he had never seen anyone undergo such a startling change...
Because he owed Prince An a favor, Ci Jie was invited to Prince An's residence when the young girl was critically ill last time, specifically to predict Jing Rou's fortune and whether she could overcome that difficult time.
The answer is that he was on the verge of death, but miraculously survived. As for the rest, that's best left unsaid.
For Prince An, who had spent his entire life fighting on the battlefield, this was truly a helpless move.
At that time, the frail little girl on the sickbed was exceptionally pitiful, but the faint arrogance in her eyes could not be hidden. She was somewhat averse to others getting close, like a little hedgehog, showing her soft heart only to others with a hard and spiky shell. Such defensiveness could only be taken down in front of Prince An and the Princess... Her stubborn personality and the fact that she was spoiled as a child were all written on her somewhat immature face.
She was born into wealth, and will likely become even wealthier in the future.
But the little girl in front of Cijie now is clearly not like that.
The brilliant sunlight streamed in through the temple windows, falling on the little girl's delicate, fine eyelashes and casting distinct dark silhouettes on her fair eyelids. Her eyes were wide open with curiosity, filled with a hint of curiosity, like a little squirrel looking to steal a bite or explore something new outside.
Her slightly pouty, chubby cheeks were so cute, like soft, fluffy little buns just out of the steamer, making you want to press them and see if they bounce back...
Cijie pinched his fingertips. "Well done, well done. Monks are compassionate. How could they possibly have the idea of teasing children?"
The girl in front of me had clear, bright eyes. Her features and appearance had changed dramatically. All the arrogance she had shown before was gone, and she was instantly likable.
Yet it doesn't feel out of place; it's as if this little girl was born to be like this.
It wasn't as if she had suddenly become like this, but rather as if she had suddenly realized something, yet she was only a three-year-old child...
Cijie has never liked to tell fortunes or predict the fate of young people, because there are too many uncertainties about their future due to their young age. After all, he is not a god and cannot be all-encompassing.
Last time, it was out of consideration for personal relationships, and it came at a great cost.
He sighed inwardly. Although he didn't know why the young lady in Prince An's residence had changed so much, it seemed he had no choice but to make a trip there.
Judging from the girl's current appearance, I'll have to revise what I said to Prince An back then.
"Amitabha Buddha, Princess Jingrou has turned misfortune into good fortune after this great calamity, and will surely get better and better as the Princess wishes. The Princess should be here to fulfill her vow, please come inside and talk..." On the surface, Cijie did not reveal any flaws, and with a faint smile on his face, he invited the group inside.
Hearing Cijie say this, Hesheli was very happy. Outsiders said that his words were worth a thousand pieces of gold, and to receive such auspicious words from him, Hesheli's heart, which had been worried about Jingrou, was immediately calmed down.
Ci Jie pondered to himself, what had happened to this little girl? Such a significant change had occurred in just six months…
However, all things have a spirit, and everything in the world is constantly changing. Even the oldest monster, no matter how long it has lived, cannot predict everything.
He had predicted the fates of many people in the past, including newborn children. He could calculate the fates of each and every one of them clearly, as if he could see into the secrets of heaven. But this mysterious little girl in front of him was a wake-up call for Ci Jie. Amitabha, he was just an ordinary person among the masses and could not be said to have any great abilities.
"Among three people walking together, there must be one who can teach me." On such an ordinary noon, Ci Jie felt he had a new epiphany. His gaze toward Jing Rou was somewhat ardent.
The snacks at Dajue Temple are delicious, and the temple smells wonderful. The monks at Dajue Temple... are a bit strange.
This is Jingrou's current impression.
As a soul from another world, she was actually a little apprehensive about coming to a temple.
It's as if the people here can see right through her, but she was reincarnated... From the very beginning, the soul inside this body was hers, so it can't be considered an invasion of someone else's body...
Although they have differed from those in history.
So there's nothing to be ashamed of.
Jingrou ate her snacks in peace. When she looked up, she saw He Cen also holding snacks, smiling contentedly.
Wenying watched her two friends quietly munching on their snacks; they were all a little hungry after the journey.
Looking at them, Jingrou felt much more relaxed having such cute and silly friends.
Perhaps because of the new environment, they didn't feel sleepy after lunch. Instead, they found everything around them very novel and were eager to explore the temple.
The meeting with Hesheli, Cen's grandmother Guojia, and Wenying's maternal grandmother Chen was not yet over, so Jingrou sent someone to inform them. After receiving permission, the three girls left the guest room together, followed by others.
Compared to the faint sandalwood scent inside, the outside is closer to nature, with lush trees everywhere.
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