Nanny Zhou responded and left, and Li took Ren Yaoqi to burn incense.
Kneeling in front of the more than ten feet tall Buddha statue in the main hall, Li clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and prayed devoutly.
All Li prayed for was good health for the elders of the family, safety for the two children, and a smooth life. Finally, she also hoped that the Buddha could help Ren Yaoqi get rid of the evil spirits and save her from nightmares.
Ren Yaoqi was kneeling beside her in a very proper manner. When she saw Li stand up to burn incense, she followed behind Li and imitated her.
After the mother and daughter finished burning incense, Nanny Zhou came back.
"Madam, Master Jingchen is discussing Buddhism with a distinguished guest. I'm afraid we'll have to wait for a while." Madam Zhou came over and said, "The monk in charge of reception has arranged a courtyard for us to rest. Would you like to go there and rest for a while?"
White Dragon Temple receives many guests every day, and it is normal to have one or two distinguished guests. Monks are both worldly and detached, and are not immune to worldly affairs.
After sitting in the carriage for over an hour, Li was a little tired, so she nodded and said to Ren Yaoqi, "Master Abbot is currently busy, let's go and rest for a while."
Ren Yaoqi naturally had no objection.
This time, the courtyard that Bailong Temple prepared for Li to rest was exactly the same one where Ren Yaoqi and others came last time.
However, just as Li and Ren Yaoqi sat down and drank two sips of tea, Master Jingchen sent a monk over, leaving him free.
Madam Zhou asked the monk, "Wasn't the abbot receiving guests just now?"
The monk chanted a Buddhist name and replied, "That young man came to play chess with our abbot. He heard that the donor wanted to see him for something, so he took his leave."
Nanny Zhou looked at Li, who nodded. Nanny Zhou smiled and said, "Then please tell Master Jingchen that our wife will be there soon."
The monk returned the greeting and left.
Li then took Ren Yaoqi to the abbot's reception room.
Abbot Jingchen is an old monk in his sixties. He is a little thin, but has a kind face.
When Ren Yaoqi followed Li into the meditation room, he found a chessboard on the kang table by the window, with the black and white pieces fighting fiercely.
The white chess pieces are made of the finest "Snow Seal" clam stone. Purely white, round like jade, and with exquisite patterns, they are clearly not ordinary. The quality of chess pieces has always been distinguished by the whiteness of the pieces. Therefore, this set of chess pieces is extremely rare.
"Donor, are you also good at playing chess?" The old monk was not very old, but his eyes were extremely sharp. Noticing that Ren Yaoqi's gaze was fixed on the kang table under the south window, he asked in a kind tone.
Ren Yaoqi turned around and met the old monk's peaceful and tolerant gaze. He smiled and replied, "I just know how to do it, but I'm not an expert."
The old monk chuckled and asked Li and Ren Yaoqi to sit down.
Li told the old monk about Ren Yaoqi's nightmare and asked him if he had any solution.
Master Jingchen looked at Ren Yaoqi for a few times and asked gently, "I will take your pulse."
Li was stunned. "Master, are you saying she's having nightmares because she's sick?"
Monk Jingchen shook his head and said calmly, "Dreams are born from the mind. I just want to confirm it."
Ren Yaoqi obediently reached out for him to feel his pulse.
Jingchen closed his eyes and felt the patient's pulse for a moment, then asked, "How long have you been having this nightmare? Have you recently been experiencing frequent cold sweats, loss of appetite, or difficulty sleeping?"
"No." Ren Yaoqi said truthfully.
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