When the little peach blossom demon turned around and saw someone behind him, he was so frightened that he almost lost his soul. However, he quickly reacted, bowed, and said, "Amitabha, may I ask if this donor wishes to pray for blessings or for a marriage?"
Wen Shi looked at the little peach blossom demon in front of him. The little peach demon felt uneasy when he looked at her. Just when he was about to be overwhelmed by the pressure, Wen Shi said, "Peach demon?" As soon as he said this, the little peach demon immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Immortal, I won't hurt anyone. Please forgive me!"
Wen Shi asked, "Do you know Yan'er?" The little peach demon didn't realize who Yan'er was for a moment, but when she realized it, she immediately said, "The Fifth Princess and I only met a few times in childhood."
Just when he thought Wen Shi was going to ask something else, Wen Shi said, "I want to ask Yan Yuan." The topic changed so quickly that Xiao Tao Yao almost couldn't react. After agreeing, he immediately gave the wooden sign and red silk to Wen Shi.
Wen Shi took the red brush and wrote directly in front of the little peach demon: "I wish to win the heart of one person and stay with him till we grow old together." The words were written with great force and strength. The little peach demon pointed to a nearby peach tree and said, "Fairy, just hang it there." Wen Shi turned his head and looked at the fortune stick beside him and said, "What is this?"
The little peach demon said, "It depends on Yanyuan." Wen Shi became interested and casually drew a stick from the stick box and handed it to the little peach demon without even looking at it, saying, "Then show it to me." The little peach demon took it, looked at the eye-catching "bad stick" on it, then raised his eyes and glanced at Wen Shi carefully.
This man felt that if he told the truth, he would be unhappy, and if he lied, he would also be unhappy. Finally, after thinking for a while, he simply closed his eyes and said, "Donor, you are not destined to be the marriage you seek." As soon as he said this, he felt the air pressure around him drop by several degrees.
He opened his eyes carefully and snatched the signature from Wen Shi. When he saw the words "Second Signature" on it, his face instantly turned dark.
He turned the lottery over, looked at the words "Supreme Signature" on it, and handed it to the little peach demon again, saying, "What about this time?"
The little peach demon who watched the whole process:……(ー_ー)!!
Then he said carefully: "Donor, marriage cannot be forced. A forced melon is not sweet." Wen Shi glanced at him and said: "I'll eat it with sugar." Little Peach Demon: ╮(￣⊿￣)╭
Then Wen Shi walked over and hung up the wooden sign, then turned and left. The little peach demon wanted to say that he hadn't returned the sign yet, but the words got stuck in his throat. Finally, he thought: Forget it, it's just a matter of a sign, just treat it as encountering heresy.
After leaving the temple, Wen Shi stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the location of the temple on the mountain. He stroked the fortune sticks with his hands in his sleeves, then smiled nervously and muttered softly: "So what if we are destined to be together or not? I never believe in fate."
Then he turned and disappeared. After Leng Yan left, she went to find the abbot. She sat opposite the abbot. The abbot looked at Leng Yan, stroked his beard, and smiled kindly, saying, "The Fifth Princess has returned to the capital. If I remember correctly, the Fifth Princess should be twenty-two now."
Leng Yan took a sip of tea and said, "Abbot, you remember it correctly. I am indeed twenty-two years old now." The abbot smiled and said, "It seems that I have accepted Huiming as my disciple for more than ten years. Have you gone to see him today?" Huiming was the Buddhist name given to the little peach demon by the abbot.
Leng Yan nodded, and the abbot continued to ask: "Did that kid ask you for wine again?" Leng Yan nodded and then said: "But I didn't give it to him."
The abbot said, "When he comes back later, I'll punish him by making him copy Buddhist scriptures. He's completely forgotten the rules of being a monk in the past few years."
Leng Yan fell silent after hearing the abbot's words. After a long moment, he spoke again and asked, "Are you going to keep restraining him like this? He has a simple mind. Aren't you afraid that he'll be exploited?"
The abbot raised his eyes, clear as if seeing through everything in the world, and looked at Leng Yan. He said, "So today I have something to ask of Her Highness the Fifth Princess."
Leng Yan looked at the abbot and asked, "Why me?" The abbot looked at Leng Yan and said, "Your Highness, everything in this world is predestined. I have met many people of all kinds in my life, and I have seen through many people, but only you, Your Highness, I can't see clearly." The abbot said as he looked at Leng Yan steadily.
Leng Yan lazily lifted her cold white eyelids and looked at the abbot and said, "Abbot, I am destined to have a short life. I am the only one who knows this. Today I will tell you that this cannot be changed. Instead of letting Huiming follow me, you can guide him as it is now. Huiming will surely become something great, or at least a mountain god." As soon as these words came out, the abbot looked at Leng Yan with shock in his eyes. He was not only shocked by what Leng Yan said about the short life, but also by what she said about Huiming becoming a god.
Although he didn't know how to become a god, he knew that there were only a handful of gods in this world. He never thought Leng Yan would say such words.
Leng Yan saw the shock in the abbot's eyes and knew that he didn't believe it, so she raised her hand to remove the veil covering her eyes, and then slowly opened her eyes. Because her eyes were suddenly exposed to strong light and felt a little uncomfortable, Leng Yan narrowed her eyes slightly.
When she adjusted to the light, she opened her eyes again and looked at the abbot. In an instant, the teacup in the abbot's hand fell to the ground and broke. Then the abbot immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Leng Yan, saying: "I, the humble monk Huiji, pay my respects to the true God." At this time, the blue in Leng Yan's eyes had disappeared, leaving only the gold that symbolized her noble status.
Leng Yan raised her hand slightly, and with a burst of spiritual power, she lifted the abbot up and made him sit up straight. She closed her eyes again and said calmly, "Why should we be polite to each other, abbot?" The abbot sat back down and looked at Leng Yan, who had put on her eye veil again. He wanted to ask something, but swallowed the last words that were on the tip of his tongue.
Leng Yan looked at the abbot and said, "I hope you will keep this a secret for me." The abbot said, "Even if I die in this life, I will not tell anyone about this." Leng Yan nodded and said, "Thank you for your help, Abbot."
The abbot said, "There's no need to be polite between the Fifth Princess and me." Then he looked at Leng Yan and asked seriously, "Ancient texts record that only when a great disaster strikes will a true god descend to earth and possess a mortal. I wonder if a great disaster is about to strike this world?"
Leng Yan shook her head and said, "I don't know now, but I will know soon. If the abbot receives the news of my death, don't panic. I will have arranged everything by then. I have a premonition that I will die soon, at most in a year." After hearing this, the abbot looked at Leng Yan. At this moment, she had no dissatisfaction with the known fate, nor did she resist. She was just indifferent.
Finally, he looked at Leng Yan and knew that there was no solution to this problem. He sighed and said, "This is how it should be." Leng Yan nodded slightly to show that she agreed with what he said.
Seeing that her goal had been achieved, Leng Yan stood up and bowed to the abbot, saying, "Take care, Abbot." The abbot also bowed and said, "Take care, Fifth Princess." Then Leng Yan turned around and walked out without any hesitation.
The abbot watched Leng Yan leave and knelt on the ground for a long time. When he stood up, he looked at the kind-looking Buddha statue enshrined beside him and said one last word: "Amitabha."
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