She thought that only she knew who she was, that she didn't belong here, that she was from another world. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info She had thought that all this sounded unbelievable and that only one person would know about it, and that no second person would ever know about it. She had thought that she would be left alone to keep this unspeakable secret until she died.

But now, the stranger of this world who stood in front of her and looked at her with a smile, even if he was an old monk with a kind face, he knew that she did not belong here, she came from the future.

These secrets, these secrets that made her lonely, suddenly had the warm sharing and companionship of another person at this moment.

She was so sad that she wanted to cry, so happy that she wanted to cry.

She knew that her current behavior must look strange in the eyes of others, not to mention that there were many maids around her, and many eyeliner in the courtyard that she didn't know. But it didn't matter, because she couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart.

She wanted to ask the old monk in front of her, he was so powerful, he could see her origin at a glance, so could he tell her what she had to do to return to the original world, to the world that should have belonged to her.

She tried to walk over with her feet up, but found that she was trembling and had no strength.

Lu Ning held her arm, and could clearly feel her trembling, nervously holding her steady but not daring to move with her clothes.

Cheng Ziyun was also taken aback by her, and didn't understand why she suddenly cried, holding her other hand tightly and calling her anxiously: "Fifth sister, what's wrong with you?" ”

She only looked fixedly at the old monk standing a few steps away, her fingers tightly pinched into her palms, clenched into fists, and asked as if she had spent all her strength for a while, "What should I do?" ”

What can I do to get back to minecraft?

What can I do to get everything back to square one without being destroyed?

The old monk glanced at Zi Mo deeply, and said slowly: "If you come, you will be safe." ”

"Miss!"

Zi Mo shook suddenly, but he didn't fall down thanks to Lu Ning's support.

The sun was dazzling, shrouding the old monk's body.

"All cause and effect, there is a cause, there is an effect." The old monk said slowly.

"Fifth sister!"

Seeing that Zi Mo's face suddenly turned pale, Cheng Ziyun screamed in fright, and knew that the old monk had said a word, although she didn't understand what she meant, but she still scolded the old monk: "Stinky monk, what nonsense are you talking about to scare my fifth sister!" I'm telling you, I'm not afraid of you! If you talk nonsense again, I'll have someone arrest you!" "She was born with big eyes, and she really has a bit of momentum when she stares at people, but with her fleshy face, it is more cute. provoked the old monk to laugh again.

Zi Mo took her hand and shook her head slightly. Knowing that she was protecting herself, her heart was warm, and she bowed down to apologize to the old monk: "My sister is young, I protect me very much, if there is any offense, I hope the master will forgive me." ”

"Fifth sister~" Cheng Ziyun pouted, holding Zi Mo's hand, the tentacles were cold, and she quickly clenched it tighter.

Suddenly changed his title, not to call the master to call the master, the old monk smiled slightly, his eyes were bright and clear, and he took a few steps forward and said: "You and I have a fate, and this string of Buddhist beads will be given to you." As he spoke, he took off a string of red sandalwood beads from his hand, all of which were carved from red sandalwood, round and smooth, with a faint purple light in the faint light, and a faint warmth to the tentacles.

Zi Mo already had a good impression of the old monk in his heart because of his origin, and because he had guessed his identity in his heart, he was even more respectful. can get a string of Buddha beads that he carries, and guess that it is not ordinary. She slowed down for a while, but now she is much more stable, reached out and took it, and put it on her left wrist, and sincerely thanked: "Thank you, master." ”

"You're a very generous monk." Cheng Ziyun glanced at the old monk again.

The old monk smiled again, and said to Cheng Ziyun inscrutablely: "The little benefactor's mind is as simple as water, and he will definitely be blessed and good in the future." He looked at Zi Mo again and said, "The donor's face is deeply blessed, and he will definitely be a noble ...... in the future."

"Master!" Zi Mo suddenly interrupted, "I don't know if I should say something." According to what she heard, the old monk would inevitably cause a lot of trouble after saying this, especially since the person who said this was still such a person.

The old monk touched his long white beard and said, "But it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

"The master calculates, and it is hard to find a thousand gold. I knew that the master had good intentions, and I should have listened with joy, but I didn't dare to know everything. I think that people's destiny is earned by themselves. If the Master tells me that my fate is very good, but I am lazy and idle because of this, will I still be as blessed as you say? If you say today that my fate is unfortunate, but I will work hard and strive for self-improvement from now on, can you be sure that I will not be able to create a better future? Besides, if it's too much, it's a good thing that the blessing is too deep, and I hope the master will understand. ”

"Hahaha." The old monk stroked his beard and laughed, "The little benefactor is reasonable, but the old man made a mistake." After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the forest, "All living beings, all different, each person's fate, personal request, the old man is gone, hahaha......" After speaking, he disappeared into the depths of the forest.

Cheng Ziyun blinked: "Fifth sister, is he leaving?" After saying that, he smashed it again, smashed his mouth, "Where did he really come from?" ”

Zi Mo looked at the depths of the forest, and there was a trace of warmth on his wrist: "Don't tell anyone about what happened just now." ”

"Why?" Cheng Ziyun was puzzled.

"Do you think that if you let your mothers know that we came out to play and met a strange monk, would they agree to let us out and play again, huh?"

"Hmm......" Cheng Ziyun tilted his head and thought for a long time and felt that it made sense, "Yes!" You can't tell anyone about this, you must not tell your mother, and your big sister! As he spoke, he glared at the maids behind him, "Did you hear that?" If I want to know who is talkative, get rid of her immediately! ”

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"Chirp." It's the sound of birdsong.

"Come out." The old monk suddenly stopped, his broad palms clasped behind his back, and the breeze rolled up his gray robe and gently swept the grass at his feet.

There was a soft sound of landing, and a black figure immediately jumped down from the tree and stood behind him—a young man in fine clothes.

The young man clenched his hands into fists, bowed his hands deeply to the old monk, and said in a cold voice: "Abbot." ”

The old monk slowly turned around and looked at the young man in front of him.

However, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, he was dressed coldly, his face was cold, his thin lips were pursed, and his figure was straight, and he had already shown extraordinary momentum at a young age.

The old monk sighed slightly in his heart, the world, cause and effect, although he was fortunate to be able to get a glimpse of the general, but he had to solve the fate of each person.

"All wishes come true." The old monk said suddenly.

The young man raised his head suddenly, and his sharp eyes burst into a fierce light.

"There must be gains and losses, and there are losses before gains. That's all the old man said, I hope the donor will not be obsessed in the future. The old monk flicked his sleeves and disappeared into the depths of the end in the blink of an eye.

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When Zi Mo and the others came back, Mrs. Tai and Mrs. Tai had already come back from listening to the scriptures. Knowing that the two of them went out for a walk, they didn't just ask, and they didn't pay much attention to it. After a short rest, the group came to the place where they asked for a signature.

The signature of the Bodhi Temple has always been extremely accurate, and long before coming here, Zi Mo had heard the red sleeves say it. She was curious, but not as strong as the other sisters.

A group of several people took turns to step forward to shake the lotter, and when one landed, they picked it up and then went to the signer to unsign.

Zi Mo knelt on top of the futon, holding the stick holder in his hand, staring at it for a while, but he didn't know what to ask for. After shaking it a few times, she also dropped a stick, and Lu Ning picked it up for her, so she got up and followed her to the place where the sign was unsealed.

The place to unsign was in a corner of the lobby, which was very inconspicuous, except for a middle-aged monk in a gray Taoist robe sitting cross-legged on a futon, with a bamboo stick holder in front of him. Ren interacted with the people before him, and he closed his eyes and did not move, as if he was asleep.

Cheng Zixue and the others had already untied the signing document and stood aside waiting, Zi Mo looked at it, and saw that everyone had different expressions on their faces. She silently approached, took her bamboo stick from Lu Ning's hand, looked at the monk with her eyes closed, and saw that he did not react, so she handed the bamboo stick in her hand another point. He said softly: "Master." ”

The old monk slowly stretched out his left hand, his thick palm was covered with lines, he took the bamboo stick handed by Zi Mo, his thumb and index finger moved, and he suddenly paused, his long gray eyebrows were slightly imperceptible, and his eyes were still not opened: "I don't know what the donor is asking for?" ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone next to them was stunned. Obviously, as soon as they handed in the sign, the monk who closed his eyes immediately figured out whether to sign or sign, why is there such a question now?

Zi Mo didn't know what others were thinking, looked at the monk with closed eyes and shook his head slightly, and said lightly: "I don't know what to ask for?" ”

The monk closed his eyes and fumbled with the bamboo stick in his hand for a long time without speaking.

Zi Mo immediately said when he didn't know how to solve the dilemma of signing: "I am to blame for this, but I am not sincere, and I did not follow what I wanted when I asked for the sign." People have to ask for something to understand. Master Bai was tired of thinking for a while, and asked Master for forgiveness. ”

The monk with his eyes closed heard this and smiled slowly: "The donor has a good heart, and there will be blessings." ”

Zi Mo hurriedly clasped his palms and returned the salute.

Seeing this, the sisters suddenly felt bored, and staggered away.

Zi Mo followed closely, and before leaving, he bowed to the monk with his eyes closed, and chanted: "Amitabha." ”

The monk smiled lightly with his eyes closed, rubbed his thumb against the empty bamboo stick, and muttered, "White stick." How long has it been since anyone has been able to sign this lot? If I don't have a signature, how can I release it? There is no fate, and there are countless uncertainties. Interesting, interesting. ”