"Dzi beads?" Zhao Hanyun was reminded of this and remembered that she had indeed found a bead in the antique market when she was a child. She had originally planned to sell it for money, but later she heard that it belonged to a dead person and was very precious, so she threw it into the space. Now that the old man in front of her said this, she really had to look for it.
"As soon as you came in, I discovered that you had the Buddha nature of Dzi beads. You are the luckiest person I have ever seen in my life, so I showed up to meet you." As he spoke, Zhao Hanyun was horrified to find that the old man in front of him began to become a little blurry. He swallowed his saliva and wondered if he had met a ghost!
"Uncle, if you have something to say, please speak up!" Zhao Hanyun said, holding the small ball in her arms, acting very scared. However, the glint in her eyes was surprisingly bright, the kind of look Zhao Hanyun would have when she found something valuable. She had been feeling rather bored lately, and now that she had encountered a creature that looked like a ghost, she had to study it carefully.
"Ahem!" After slapping away Zhao Hanyun's hand that was about to reach out and pull his beard, the old man continued, "I haven't introduced myself for a long time. My name is Sonam Gyatso, little girl, you can just call me uncle."
Zhao Hanyun complained inwardly. She clearly didn't want to know the old man's name, so why did she tell her? Sonam Gyatso? What a strange name. I seemed to have seen it somewhere before.
"Uncle, let's talk about Dzi beads!" Zhao Hanyun turned her gaze back silently and said calmly, let's talk about Dzi beads. She is very curious now! Really!
Sonam Gyatso smiled and continued, "There's an ancient legend about Dzi beads among the Tibetans, a myth or ethnic history that carries human sentiments and social wisdom. They believe that all things have spirits, and that gods and soldiers, mountain gods and demons, fairies and tree spirits all have different abilities and energies. So, according to legend, Dzi beads are treasures dropped from the hands of the gods to the human world, and they can ward off disasters, attract wealth, change luck, and bring good fortune."
"Then I am very lucky!" Zhao Hanyun took out the bead he had just found. There were still those strange circles on it. It looked weird no matter how he looked at it.
"Yes! That's why I call you the Chosen Girl. Our Dzi beads will find their owner by themselves, and you are that person." The more Sonam Gyatso looked at Zhao Hanyun, the more certain he was of his judgment. The girl in front of him looked so spiritual, and this Dzi bead had probably been in her hands for ten years. It was not obscured by the trivialities of the world, but instead looked more and more like a Buddha. This girl was their lucky star, sent by God to save them!
"Please, sir! I'm sure you've made a mistake." Zhao Hanyun felt a little embarrassed by Sonam Gyatso's gaze. Although she was usually very narcissistic, she always felt weird being stared at by a lama who had been dead for thousands of years. She wasn't that attractive, was she?
Besides, if Zhao Hanyun knew what Sonam Gyatso was thinking, he would definitely tell him loudly, "Sir, you really misunderstood." The fullness of spiritual energy was of course due to Zhao Hanyun's cultivation. The bead had been thrown into the space for ten years by Zhao Hanyun, constantly immersed in spiritual energy. Even if Zhao Hanyun was given a stone, she would make it look full of spiritual energy.
I have to say, a beautiful misunderstanding arose.
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