Luo Jiu didn't answer, carefully considering Xiao Zhuo's words. In the blink of an eye, the carriage had stopped at the entrance of Jing'an Temple.
Jing'an Temple is a state-run temple. Xiao Zhuo, using Liang Ye's face, brazenly entered through the back door.
"Esteemed guests, Master Yuankong is already waiting inside the temple." The young novice monk who had led the way brought them to a small thatched hut deep within a bamboo forest surrounded by green bamboo.
Xiao Zhuo led Luo Jiu familiarly down one of the paths.
The man walked faster than usual, deliberately so that he could have closer contact with Luo Jiu.
Luo Jiu had no choice but to hold his hand tightly to keep up with his pace.
Two or three minutes later, a sharp bark rang out in the air. The bark was so fierce that Luo Jiu couldn't help but tremble and leaned into Xiao Zhuo's arms.
The unknown fear was amplified, causing Luo Jiu's face to turn pale and her mouth to tremble involuntarily, making it impossible for her to utter a single word.
Xiao Zhuo gently patted her back, his warm palms slowly soothing her.
He looked down at Luo Jiu's fluffy little head, which was still trembling. His good mood from just now, with the beauty throwing herself into his arms, vanished instantly.
Ah Huang, you're gone.
A large yellow dog darted out of the bamboo forest, scrutinizing Xiao Zhuo closely not far away, pacing back and forth, and looking at Xiao Zhuo with an unfriendly expression.
It slowly ran over following the familiar scent, but when it saw the person, it was not the one it had imagined, and it was a little confused and did not rush forward.
"Ah Huang, come here."
Xiao Zhuo's voice carried a hint of coldness as he gave the order.
Upon hearing the familiar voice, the big yellow dog's eyes lit up, and it took off running towards Xiao Zhuo.
Luo Jiu, who was in Xiao Zhuo's arms, gradually calmed down, and an embarrassed expression appeared on her face. She tried to get out of Xiao Zhuo's embrace, but was unexpectedly held even tighter by someone's arms.
"This is the dog my master keeps to guard the house. It looks a bit fierce, but it won't bite people easily."
Xiao Zhuo explained to Luo Jiu in a low voice, then waved to the big yellow dog, "Ah Huang, sit down."
The big yellow dog barked fiercely at Xiao Zhuo, but still reluctantly sat down obediently.
"Touch it, it likes you very much."
Luo Jiu's hand was taken by Xiao Zhuo and placed on a soft and warm little head.
"Woof woof..."
Ah Huang seemed very happy to be petted, and even its voice became much gentler. It rubbed against Luo Jiu affectionately, its tail wagging back and forth.
Before long, the two people and the dog finally arrived at the cabin.
The air was filled with the scent of sandalwood from the temple, the aroma of fresh earth from the bamboo forest, and a hint of the rich fragrance of wine.
Luo Jiu suddenly remembered that night when she was drunk on the roof of Jing'an Temple.
Could this wine have come from here?
Luo Jiu fell silent.
Upon entering, I saw an old monk lying in a rocking chair, a fan in his hand covering his face; I couldn't tell if he was asleep.
The big yellow dog that had been following behind ran up to the monk and barked a few times.
This big dog may have been born fierce, and even its voice is extremely rough. Even if a person is asleep, it can probably wake them up.
"master."
Looking at the lazy and unreliable person in front of him, Xiao Zhuo remembered the matter on his mind and suddenly felt that he had probably made a wasted trip.
Upon hearing the sound, the monk smacked his lips, slowly woke up, and sat up from his chair.
He glanced at Luo Jiu in Xiao Zhuo's arms, a fleeting glint in his eyes that vanished in an instant.
"They're here."
Then, Luo Jiu was taken to a room filled with the smell of herbs.
Xiao Zhuo stood behind Luo Jiu and removed the white silk covering her eyes.
The sudden absence of something on her face made Luo Jiu feel uneasy. She instinctively closed her eyes, about to question him, when she heard Xiao Zhuo whisper:
"Sweetie. Let him see your eyes."
Luo Jiu opened her eyes, somewhat puzzled. Wasn't it said that the original owner of this body was born blind? Could there be some secret behind this?
The old monk used his fingers to pry open Luo Jiu's eyelids and fell into deep thought.
The woman's eyes should have been very beautiful, with her black pupils constantly moving in their sockets, making them very lively and lovely.
Unfortunately, it was veiled in white.
The grayish-white patches on her eyes, as if she were wearing contact lenses, obscured all the colors of her being.
"Master, how is it?" Xiao Zhuo asked, his face showing anxiety.
The monk glanced at him, inwardly grumbling. This brat, all these years, he hasn't even come back to visit him. And now that he's finally back, he only needs his help.
If I weren't so old, I could definitely beat him to a pulp and teach him what it means to respect his teacher.
Although that's what he thought, seeing how much this brat valued the girl in his arms, he still felt somewhat gratified. With that silver tongue of his, it was quite impressive that he'd managed to snag a wife.
However, this eye is a bit of a problem...
"It is exactly as you said."
"This benefactor did indeed have his corneas removed when he was a child, which is why he has been unable to see."
"What did you say?"
The old monk's words seemed to explode in Luo Jiu's mind. She never imagined that the original owner of the body had had her corneas removed.
This is too cruel. How much sorrow and resentment must one have felt to commit such a heinous act?
Xiao Zhuo gently placed his hand on Luo Jiu's shoulder, as if to comfort her. But his expression was extremely heavy, as if it were so dark it could drip water. His other hand, hidden behind his back, was already clenched tightly, veins bulging.
"Then how can I recover?" Xiao Zhuo's voice was very low, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.
"Obtain her corneas, then soak them in a mixture of herbs for several nights..."
"good!"
Xiao Zhuo answered without the slightest hesitation, as if he would definitely keep his promise.
Luo Jiu didn't hear a word the monk said after that. Finding her corneas was no easy task. Something that had been missing for more than ten years had no clues. Where could she even begin to look?
Luo Jiu suddenly remembered the secret room hidden under the Luo family ancestral hall. Could it be related to this?
But it seems that Luo Chentian only needs her blood. What use is a cornea?
[Ding! A reminder to the host: less than thirty minutes remain for the hidden mission. Failure will automatically trigger the penalty.]
Luo Jiu frowned after hearing this. Where would a blind person find a fortune teller?
Having no other choice, she tugged at Xiao Zhuo's sleeve and whispered, "Are there any fortune tellers here?"
"Hey, you little girl, you don't care about your own eyes, why are you going to see a fortune teller?"
The old monk smiled. He hadn't met such an interesting person in a long time; the last one was this unfilial disciple.
"We have absolutely no clue. Maybe we can find someone who is an expert in metaphysics to find some clues."
"Haha, you're an interesting little girl. As far as I know, I'm probably the only one in this huge Jing'an Temple who has ever worked as a fortune teller."
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