Chapter 81: Forcing
Just when Sheng Yuan fell into despair.
Fortunately.
Someone told him.
On the Yunling Mountain in Ganzhou.
There was a high-level monk who was over a hundred years old.
It is rumored that this eminent monk has long been fully versed in worldly affairs.
Possessing wisdom that is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Whether this rumor is true or false.
But even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance.
Sheng Yuan didn't want to miss it either.
He didn't hesitate at all.
He took his men and rushed directly to Yunling Mountain overnight.
However, even though he traveled thousands of miles to the temple, he explained his purpose sincerely.
Some even offered to donate a huge amount of money for incense offerings.
The abbot of the temple still shook his head and refused.
"Master hasn't seen outsiders for many years. This is the temple's rule."
The abbot's tone was calm but uncompromising.
Hope was once again ruthlessly extinguished.
Sheng Yuan, who was blocked outside the door, completely lost his mind, like a trapped beast forced into a desperate situation.
He threw all manners and etiquette out of his mind.
He brought his men and broke into the meditation room where the eminent monk was meditating.
In the Zen room, a monk with white hair and beard, looking very old, was sitting cross-legged on a cushion.
The old monk was thin, but he exuded a calm and peaceful Buddhist nature.
The sound of Sheng Yuan and his men breaking in did not alarm him.
The old monk did not open his eyes, but continued to twirl the Buddhist beads in his hand slowly.
Sheng Yuan took out the pocket watch and handed it to him, his voice hoarse and urgent.
"Tell me how I can find my wife!"
The old monk's fingers, which were twisting the Buddhist beads, suddenly stopped.
He slowly raised his eyelids.
The exposed eyes were surprisingly clear.
There is no trace of turbidity.
It seems to be able to see into the depths of a person's soul at a glance.
It is filled with compassion for all living beings.
Sheng Yuan was shocked.
His mind, which had been burning with chaos for days, suddenly became clear after being looked at by this gaze.
He was absolutely certain.
The old monk in front of him will definitely be able to give him the answer.
Sheng Yuan suppressed the difficulty in his throat.
He was used to looking down and being in control.
After so many years of being accustomed to standing at the top of the pyramid.
He knelt for the first time.
The old monk looked at him.
After a long while, he let out a long sigh: "Donor, everything in the world is predestined, don't force it..."
After hearing this, Sheng Yuan slowly raised his head, with a desperate paranoia in his eyes.
"But I insist on it!"
When in his life had he ever let things take their course?
Whatever he wanted, was it not something he had to grit his teeth, use all means, and snatch away?
Wealth, status, power...
Including Pearl.
If he hadn't been so cautious back then.
How could Mingzhu stay with him?
If he hadn't been insisting on it by any means necessary.
Then he would probably still be the despised member of the Sheng family until now.
It is simply impossible to climb step by step to a position that everyone looks up to.
So now, he also wants to force it.
No matter what, he must find her back.
The old monk stared at him quietly for a moment.
Finally, he slowly closed his eyes and twirled the Buddhist beads in his hand again.
Only two words remained, echoing softly in the silent Zen room: "Fool."
The old monk still helped him.
Or perhaps, he had glimpsed some unspeakable destiny and helped him.
but...
Where is this?
Sheng Yuan looked around in confusion.
The room was cramped and unfamiliar.
Why is he here?
But what shocked him even more was.
Mother Sheng was sleeping beside him, with a tired look on her face and her breathing even.
So what is going on?
Even when the Sheng family was at its lowest point in his memory.
He is considered a wealthy man in Beijing.
When have you ever lived in such a shabby place?
Countless questions flooded into Sheng Yuan's mind, giving him a splitting headache.
After a while, Sheng Yuan raised his hand and looked at it.
The hands are small and a little chubby.
Is he back to his childhood?
Sheng Yuan climbed out of bed.
Until you stand up straight.
The excessively low sight level still made him feel extremely uncomfortable and unfamiliar.
Sheng Yuan walked out of the bedroom, and the moonlight shone through the window, barely illuminating the living room.
By the faint light.
This time he could see the whole room clearly.
There were old furniture, peeling walls, and even clutter piled up in the corners.
In the living room, Sheng's father was lying on the sofa, snoring continuously, sleeping in a completely undignified manner.
Sheng Yuan stood there, with great confusion and shock sweeping over his whole body.
However, the character honed by years of holding high positions allowed him to suppress the surging emotions in his heart.
Sheng Yuan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
He frowned and walked into the bathroom.
A strange smell made him feel disgusted.
The bathroom was extremely dirty.
Stains and scale all over the toilet bowl and floor.
It is obvious that Mr. and Mrs. Sheng don't know how to clean at all.
I'm afraid most people just go to public toilets outside to relieve themselves.
Sheng Yuan endured the discomfort and walked in.
He wanted to look in the mirror to determine which year he had returned to.
However, the old mirror was hung too high.
Sheng Yuan even stood on tiptoe.
You can barely see a small part of the forehead and the top of the head.
He had no choice but to give up and turn around to go to the living room to get a chair to use as a footstool.
There was only a broken wooden chair in the living room.
Sheng Yuan walked straight over.
But he misjudged the strength of this body.
Although the chair was worn, it was much heavier than he had imagined.
As he struggled to pull, noise was inevitable.
The sound woke up Sheng's father who was still sleeping.
The snoring stopped abruptly.
Father Sheng opened his eyes drowsily.
He saw a small figure in the darkness.
I was startled at first, and then a surge of inexplicable irritability came over me.
"What do you want to do so late at night?"
Father Sheng's voice sounded, heavy with sleepiness and impatience.
Sheng Yuan paused.
In his impression, Father Sheng was not a very qualified father.
But they can always maintain a superficial decency.
It's never been like this before.
Just because of a little thing, I lose control of my emotions.
The noise in the living room also woke up Sheng's mother, who was suffering from a nervous breakdown due to poor sound insulation in the bedroom.
She heard a noise and came out in the dark.
I saw Sheng Yuan standing alone in the living room.
I pulled him back into the bedroom and pushed him back onto the bed.
"Go to sleep sweetly and don't disturb your father." Mother Sheng's voice was filled with deep sleepiness.
Sheng Yuan opened his eyes in the darkness, his gaze deep.
He suddenly spoke, his voice strangely calm: "Mom, how old am I?"
Mother Sheng was very sleepy, her mind was dizzy, and she didn't think much about it. She just mumbled and answered, "Six years old... Go to sleep..."
She tucked in the thin corner of Sheng Yuan's quilt.
He was completely unaware of Sheng Yuan's unusual silence and overly calm eyes.
Six years old!
These two words exploded in Sheng Yuan's mind like thunder.
Then a wave of ecstasy surged in his heart that was about to overwhelm him!
Six years old...
That means Mingzhu is only eighteen years old now!
This means he has plenty of time.
You can find her in advance, get to know her, and accompany her as she grows.
This time, he would never let any mistakes happen again.
He would pursue her from the beginning, protect her, and marry her again!
Lin Huaiyan...
A hint of coldness flashed across Sheng Yuan's eyes.
He would never let Lin Huaiyan get close to Mingzhu again!
Since he was able to snatch the pearl from so many people in his previous life.
Then in this life, he who has taken the initiative will definitely be able to do it again!
In the darkness, Sheng Yuan's mouth curled up into a determined arc.
He will definitely make Mingzhu fall in love with him again.
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