The old monk took Han Xiao through the plum blossom forest and came to the edge of a cliff.
There is actually a big tree growing on the cliff. It is deep winter now and the green color has long disappeared.
There is a square stone table and two stone stools under the tree. They are roughly made, but have been polished to a smooth finish. It seems that people come here frequently.
There was a chessboard carved on the stone table, with crisscross patterns. Han Xiao was surprised and thought that this old monk would not play chess with him.
Sure enough, the old monk extended his hand to signal Han Xiao to sit down, and said with a smile: "Young man, how about playing a game of hand with me?"
Han Xiao's understanding of Go was only average, but since the old monk said so, he couldn't refuse.
Lifting his robe and sitting down, Han Xiao nodded slightly and said softly, "Master, please!"
The old monk also sat down. Young Master Yuan Xin saw that the two had already started guessing who would go first, and he knew that they would not be able to stop for a while.
I might as well turn around and ask someone to bring me some tea.
When the game started, neither Han Xiao nor the old monk spoke. Han Xiao looked at the chessboard carefully, holding the chess piece between his slender fingers and hesitating for a long time without making a move.
The old monk smiled and turned the Buddhist beads in his hand, without urging Han Xiao.
Just looking at him with deep eyes.
After a long moment, Han Xiao sighed, placed the chess piece in his hand back into the chess box, lowered his head and said respectfully, "Master, your chess skills are superb. Han Xiao admits defeat."
The old monk took a look at the chessboard with great interest and said softly, "You are too complicated. Sometimes being too cautious is not a good thing. You see..."
The old monk took the chess piece that Han Xiao had just put down and placed it in a place Han Xiao didn't expect.
It was this step that brought the whole situation back to life. Han Xiao narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists, not knowing what he was thinking.
The old monk didn't give Han Xiao a chance to think. After taking this step, he looked Han Xiao in the eye and said seriously, "Although I don't know where you come from, since you are here, then live a good life. Everything has its own destiny, and this is your good fortune."
Han Xiao's face changed drastically after hearing what the old monk said. He never thought that someone would be able to tell that he was not the original owner.
Although the old monk had no ill will towards him, it still made Han Xiao feel a chill in his heart. Han Xiao's lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything.
He simply stood up and bowed deeply to the old monk: "Thank you, Master."
The old monk did not expose him, but chose to help him hide it, for which Han Xiao was extremely grateful.
However, Han Xiao had to think about whether the situation that just happened in the hall would happen again in the future.
So Han Xiao continued to speak to the old monk in a very sincere manner: "Master, I want to ask, why did I feel that way just now?"
Speaking of this, the old monk sighed and said in a deep voice: "You came from another world. Although this body is very suitable for you, there is divine power in the hall. It would be fine at other times, but your soul will be affected in Guoan Temple. If I hadn't taken action just now, I'm afraid your soul would be torn to pieces!"
Hearing that the situation was so serious, Han Xiao felt even more uneasy. If this situation could occur in Guoan Temple, what about other places? Would it be the same?
The fact that his soul was unstable was like a thorn in Han Xiao's throat.
"Will I be like this in the future?" Han Xiao asked somewhat unwillingly.
The old monk smiled and shook his head to appease Han Xiao: "Young man, what I just said is that since you are here, you should live well. You came here because someone asked you to come, so this body does not reject the pure existence of your soul. It is only because of the influence of divine power that you are in the hall. If you want to get rid of this influence, it is not impossible..."
When Han Xiao heard there was a solution, he immediately became excited: "What solution?"
After thinking about how impolite this was, Han Xiao bowed to the old monk and said seriously, "Master, please help me solve my doubts. If you have any conditions, Han Xiao will definitely do it!"
Looking at Han Xiao's determined eyes, the old monk nodded with satisfaction: "In that case, you can stay with me for the next few days."
Now Han Xiao completely understood that this old monk was not an ordinary person, so Han Xiao nodded seriously in agreement.
He had already made up his mind that no matter what the old monk asked him to do, he would be willing to do it as long as it did not require him to become a monk.
Because Han Xiao couldn't imagine what would happen if he really disappeared one day.
Finally, in this life, I have both parents, brothers who are in harmony with each other, and a little master. I will soon be a father too.
Suddenly one day someone tells you that all this may not belong to you, and you will have to return it sooner or later. Thinking of this, Han Xiao felt extremely depressed. He could not accept such a result, and he would not allow such a thing to happen.
Thinking of the original owner, Han Xiao closed his eyes and could only say sorry silently in his heart. Han Xiao could compromise on anything, but he would not give in to the young master Han Xiao.
"By the way, Master, I want to know a question!" Han Xiao thought for a long time and decided to ask.
The old monk looked at Han Xiao with the same affability as always and said, "Are you asking about the owner of this body?"
Han Xiao nodded silently.
The old monk replied with a smile, "He, he has been reincarnated a long time ago. But based on the aura he exudes on you, I can tell that you are not the one who took over his body. And it is because of him that you are here."
After listening to what the old monk said, Han Xiao suddenly remembered the sound he vaguely heard when he just passed through. Could it be like this?
It turns out that the original owner didn't blame him?
Looking at Han Xiao's expression, the old monk knew what Han Xiao was thinking.
"And he should be very grateful to you, otherwise you would have died long ago, so don't worry about your future life."
The reason why the old monk helped Han Xiao was because Han Xiao was not the only real person who came here.
Thinking of the other person, the old monk felt pity. It was a pity that the beauty had not met her true love and had a tragic life. Therefore, he felt a little more sympathy for Han Xiao. In addition, Han Xiao was not a bad person, so he would help him if he could.
Only then did Han Xiao finally put down the heavy stone in his heart.
Looking at the old monk with gratitude.
Yuan Xin brought over tea and snacks, wondering what the old monk had said to Han Xiao.
He felt that Han Xiao was a little different from before, but he couldn't tell what the difference was.
He put down the tray in his hand, first poured a cup of hot tea for the old monk, and then poured one for Han Xiao with a cold face.
Noticing Master Yuan Xin's actions, Han Xiao certainly wouldn't treat him like a kid.
After chatting with the old monk for a long time, he happened to be thirsty. He picked up the white porcelain teacup and took a sip. The fragrance of plum blossoms hit his face.
Han Xiao was immediately shocked when he smelled it and looked at the old monk in surprise.
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