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Yining thought to herself as she stepped into the house. A cotton mattress with calamus patterns was spread on the kang bed opposite.
A man sat on the opposite side, drinking water, and didn't even look up at the sound of the arrival of the guest. He was very handsome, but his skin was rather brown, and he wore a simple maroon-red cassock. If he were a young man, Gu Jingming would be inferior to him. But as a monk who had withdrawn from the world, his demeanor had an indescribable sense of abstinence.
He stood up and chanted the Buddha's name, saying, "Sir, is this the person you want to calculate?"
His voice was like the sound of a bell, neither fast nor slow.
Lu Jiaxue asked Yining to walk over and sit down beside her. He said, "Please, Master Daoyan, take a look at her fortune. She is weak and it would be best if she could be treated."
This person is actually the famous Daoyan!
I'd heard his name for a long time, but never met him. Luo Yining was slightly surprised, then took a closer look. Daoyan was tall, perhaps as a sign of respect, bowing his head and clasping his hands together as he chanted the Buddha's name. He recalled the stories of him fighting against the Japanese invaders along the coast, single-handedly defeating a hundred enemies. He recalled his zither, which cost a thousand taels of silver. He even recalled how, after achieving fame in battle, he retired to the mountains.
It turned out that he was practicing in Daci Temple.
Lu Jiaxue actually asked Daoyan to read his fortune. This person is truly famous in history and is on the same level as Lin Qingtian.
"Please sit down, female donor, and spread out your right palm." Daoyan pointed to the opposite side. His eye sockets were a bit deep, and he had a high nose and thick eyebrows. Yining felt that he did not look like a pure Central Plains person. Deep eyebrows and eyes would be particularly beautiful, but his eyes were very dull, as if he had no interest in anything.
Yining sat down as she was told, and Daoyan read her palm.
Daoyan's middle finger, which seemed extremely long, groped in Luo Yining's palm for a moment, then looked at her, closed his eyes and thought carefully, opened his eyes and asked, "Your destiny is rich and noble, and you have a noble person."
This was a typical phrase, repeated by every ten fortune tellers. Yi Ning wasn't too concerned, and neither was Lu Jiaxue. Just as Lu Jiaxue was about to ask about Yi Ning's health, he heard hurried footsteps outside the door.
Someone ran in and whispered in Lu Jiaxue's ear. Yining's attention was all on Lu Jiaxue. He vaguely heard the man say something about the back mountain and being chased.
Lu Jiaxue came here to personally escort Zeng Yingkun. When he got here, he originally wanted to have his subordinates escort him to the back mountain so that he wouldn't have to go with them. Unexpectedly, in less than a quarter of an hour, a disturbance broke out. Someone wanted to kidnap Zeng Yingkun. Lu Jiaxue's face was not good: "How many of them are there?"
The man said, "There are about forty or fifty of them. The guards are not enough to fight them. Go over and take a look! Those men are all martial artists. They will attack as soon as they see an opportunity to fight back. Even shackles will be useless!"
"What a bunch of good-for-nothings. They can't even beat a carjacker." Lu Jiaxue frowned.
From the sound of it, it seems like something went wrong with Lu Jiaxue!
Yi Ning's heart began to beat wildly. It would be easiest to escape during this chaotic situation, but she wondered if Lu Jiaxue could get away with it! Besides, everyone outside was Lu Jiaxue's men, wondering if they would find her.
Zeng Yingkun is a very important person. If he escapes, there will be endless troubles. Lu Jiaxue cannot help but go and see him.
Lu Jiaxue stood up, glanced at Daoyan and Luo Yining, and called two attendants in. Then he said to Luo Yining with a warning, "Be obedient. I'll be back soon."
Daoyan is his man, and Daci Temple is his territory, so Lu Jiaxue is still very relieved.
Luo Yining saw the two tall attendants and then looked at his own thin arms. He estimated that he could not defeat any of them, not to mention that there was a deified god of war Daoyan in front of him.
She wanted to talk to Daoyan and divert their attention, so she asked, "Master Daoyan, what else have you seen?"
Daoyan, with his left hand folded with Buddhist beads, said softly, "I can see that the female donor has a difficult life. I'm afraid she will face more danger than good in the future."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone suddenly broke in through the window. These people were wearing Chengzi clothing, but their faces were half covered. The seven or eight people who broke in immediately killed the few servants left by Lu Jiaxue. Luo Yining didn't know where this group of people came from or what they were doing. Could they be sent by her third brother to rescue her? Unsure, she grabbed a long stick placed by the kang.
But at that moment, a dagger was pressed against the back of Luo Yining's neck. Someone pulled her back, and she immediately bumped into a chest filled with the fragrance of Buddha. Daoyan looked at her face, which was indeed very beautiful, enough to make any man fall in love. He slowly said, "Don't you think it's better for such a person to die early?"
The dagger in his hand was cold, and he was really pressing hard against her flesh, as if it was about to cut it open.
Daoyan's eyes were cold at this time, and he didn't look like a monk at all.
He actually wanted to kill her!
Luo Yining was startled, but remained calm and nonchalant as she replied, "Master, I have no past or present grudges against you. You want to kill me? That's wrong. Monks aren't supposed to be merciful." She was desperate to save her own life, so she didn't care what she said. "I think you orchestrated the unrest in the back mountain. Are you so determined to kill me that you're willing to break with Lu Jiaxue?"
"If I kill you, I can save many people." Daoyan was completely unmoved, and the soft Buddhist fragrance continued to surround Yining. In fact, Daoyan looked very elegant and had a compassionate temperament.
Luo Yining felt that he was really unlucky recently. How could he be thrown into a tiger's den before even escaping the dragon's den?
Daoyan really wanted to kill Luo Yining. If his dagger moved an inch lower, it would penetrate into her thin flesh.
But then a voice came from the door: "Daoyan, stop."
A man wearing a black sable fur cloak and with a stern face walked in.
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