"Thanks to the master's auspicious words, the little girl is fine, but the little woman doesn't want anything rich and expensive, as long as the person is safe and sound." The Yun clan heard that the master said that Fang Dongqiao would still have a great opportunity, thinking of those immortals who gave Fang Dongqiao guidance, the magical water in the house, and naturally believed in this master.

Fang Dongqiao thought that this drunken monk was just a charlatan, a god stick who mixed rice, but he didn't expect that this monk really had two brushes, which was quite accurate.

It seems that the so-called high monks in ancient times can be convinced by all beings, and they also have a certain ability, first the master of the void, and then the drunken monk in front of him, all have some real skills, looking at people's eyebrows, breaking people's eight characters, you can calculate the fate of a person's life, this ability makes Fang Dongqiao curious at the same time, but also a little admiration.

"It's just—" As soon as the drunken monk said the turn, Fang Dongqiao would have a bad premonition.

"Master, will there be any disasters for the little girl in the future?" Yun Shi listened to the two words of the master, and his heart sank.

"Female donor, please rest assured, your little girl will not have any worries about her life in the future. In addition, with your little daughter here, your son-in-law's catastrophe will turn evil into good fortune, and he will be safe and sound. The monk looked at Fang Dongqiao and said.

"That's good, Amitabha, Buddha bless." Yun was grateful, and hurriedly bowed three times in the direction of the Buddha statue, and when he got up, he seemed to remember the master's preface.

"I don't know if the master has anything else to tell the little girl?"

"Little donor, come here." The monk beckoned to Fang Dongqiao, Fang Dongqiao didn't want to listen to what the monk said anymore, she was worried that the monk would see something, but the Yun family led Fang Dongqiao over, Fang Dongqiao had no choice but to stand respectfully in front of the monk and listen to the monk's edification.

"Little donor, remember, the past is already a mirror, what should have passed has to be passed, don't be stuck in the past, let go of attachments, have good thoughts, and help sentient beings. You must know that the land of the world is not the king's land, and the people of the world are not the king's people, and if the people are uneasy and the country is not protected, then the family will not exist, do you understand? ”

Fang Dongqiao looked squarely into the monk's eyes, and from those eyes that saw through everything, Fang Dongqiao knew that this monk had clearly seen her true identity.

Yes, although she has medical skills, she does not help the compassion of the world.

She came here just to protect the second room of the Fang family that brought her family affection in this life, and as for the others, she didn't think of saving them.

Gong Tianyu bumped into him by mistake, she was not willing to detoxify him, and the biggest reason was very clear to her, but she was worried that his death would affect the Fang family, so she had to take action against him.

So this master is right, she has always been stuck in her previous life, she has never really let go of the obsession of her previous life, she looks at the sentient beings in this world with cold eyes, like a spectator, looking at the sentient beings in this world, but she has never really integrated into this world, and she has never thought about doing anything for all sentient beings.

She only stubbornly guarded her family, just wanted her family to live an ordinary life, and never thought of promoting her medical skills, hanging pots to help the world, and helping the people of the world.

But today's master's words were like an enlightenment, awakening Fang Dongqiao's mentality that he had always been cautious and vigilant about living.

It seems that she was really wrong.

It's really time for her to let go, since God has let her be reborn here, then she should let go of all the obsessions of her previous life, live this life well, and live this life vigorously.

"Master, Qiao'er understands, thank you for your guidance."

Fang Dongqiao was sincerely grateful, his hands were combined, and he bowed deeply to the drunken monk.

"The little donor can understand, and the old man will be at ease." The monk closed his eyes, put his hands together, and muttered silently.

"Mother, let's go, dad and they are still waiting for us to sell Chinese knots together."

Fang Dongqiao smiled very purely, not the sweet smile like a mask before, this was a smile that emanated from the heart, this smile eclipsed everything around him.

After the drinking monk saw the mother and daughter out of the gate of Qingliang Temple, he lay back on his straw mat, lifted the wine gourd, and drank again.

"Uncle, uncle, uncle is here, uncle is here." A little novice hurriedly came to him and ran to the drunken monk's side and called.

"It's coming, it's coming, what's all the fuss." The drunken monk burped, and the thick smell of alcohol sprayed on the novice's face.

"The Buddha is above, sins, sins." Xiao Shami closed his eyes tightly and read with his mouth open.

The drunken monk unceremoniously patted the little novice on the head.

"Quit sex, do you know why you are so close, that is, the old man drinks wine, but there is no wine in his heart, everything is empty in the eyes of the old man, and although you have no wine in your eyes, but there is wine in your heart, that's why you see wine and talk about wine, understand?"

Jiese still looked at the drunken monk with some puzzlement, the Buddhist family has clouds, doesn't it say that jumping out of the red dust, there must be no seven emotions and six desires? Is the wine color and wealth empty? Why is what the master said different from what the Buddha said?

The ring color is still entangled in this, but outside the gate of Qingliang Temple at this time, a monk slowly walked out, fifty miles away, kind eyebrows, long beard and wide face, wearing a robe, all the way, floating out of the dust.

"Senior brother, looking at the smell of alcohol on your face, it seems that you are drunk again." The person who came saw the drunken monk and called him helplessly.

"It turned out that Senior Brother Kong was here, just right, just right, Senior Brother is very stuffy drinking alone, Senior Brother is drinking with Senior Brother."

The drunken monk put his wine gourd to the mouth of Master Kong, who smelled the wine and immediately closed his eyes and said, "Sin, sin." ”

"Senior brother is also a vulgar." The drunken monk burped again, stumbled to his feet, and staggered out.

I met a peach blossom boy head-on, amazing, an old man, with clear eyebrows.

"The two donors don't need to go in, the person you are asking for has already come to this Qingliang Temple today, if you turn around now, you still have time to find that destined person. Remember, your destined Buddha light blue body, remember to remember. ”

The drunken monk said with a grin, and walked away as he spoke.

Immediately behind him was the Master of the Sky.

"Senior brother, senior brother, you wait a minute, wait a minute."

"Someone Rong has met with Master Kong." The person who came was none other than Rong Ruochen and Ye Lao, who came to visit on purpose.

Seeing that it was Rong Ruochen, Master Likong replied unintentionally: "It turned out to be the third son of the Rong family, I haven't seen him for many years, I don't know what the third son is doing today?" ”

"Master, I won't tell you, someone Rong is here to look for Master Wu, I don't know if Master Wu can be in Qingliang Temple today?"

Rong Ruochen is not a person who will put the bet in one place, so although he is anxious to find a master through Fang Dongqiao, he will not put all his life on Fang Dongqiao, so he came to Qingliang Temple today to find Master Wu to ask about the whereabouts of the ghost hand holy doctor.

Master Likong listened to Rong Ruochen's intention and sighed.

"Don't hide it from the third prince, the monk who just went out and got drunk is the elder brother of Lao Gu, but today he is drunk again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to help the third prince."

As soon as Rong Ruochen heard that the drunken monk he had just met was Master Wu, he remembered what Master Wu had said to him, and he glanced at Ye Lao, and his face immediately changed.

"Let's go, hurry up and find someone."

Master Likong looked at Rong Ruochen's back in a hurry, but felt that today's events were a little strange, why was this difficult third prince so easy to talk today?

Here, Rong Ruochen and Ye Lao hurriedly turned around and went to find the destined person in Master Wu's mouth, and over there, the Yun clan took Fang Dongqiao to the place where they set up their stall.

"Mother, Qiao'er, you are here." Fang Xiayao greeted him with a smile.

"Second sister, how is the Chinese knot selling?"

The first thing Fang Dongqiao said was to ask how her business was, although she had the bottom in her heart and felt that this object was rare and would definitely make the ladies and children of the rich and noble families like it, but she was still not ten percent sure, so she asked Fang Xiayao.

Before Fang Xiayao could answer, Fang Jingtai next to him came out and shouted, "Qiao'er, you don't know, as soon as our family's Chinese knot is laid out, those Miss Gongzi will buy it immediately." No, the two hundred and thirty-five Chinese knots have been sold out, and there is not a single one left, and many people see that they can't buy it and ask us if we will come and sell it next time. ”

"It's so good to sell, it's great." Fang Dongqiao's eyes narrowed with a smile.

"Mother, strike while the iron is hot, while others have not learned these Chinese knots we make, we have to hurry up and make a good profit, after a long time, it is not our exclusive business. When the time comes, the price will definitely have to come down. ”

The wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated, and Fang Dongqiao thought that this Chinese knot could only bring temporary wealth to the family, not a long-term solution.

"Joel is right, we need to make a good fortune at the right time. I'll go to town tomorrow to buy silk thread, and this time I'm going to buy more. "This business is good, and the Yun family is naturally happy.

Because everything went well, the family was beaming on the way home.

But it is said that the flower blooms in two branches, one for each table.

Rong Ruochen's side, he searched all the corners and corners near Qingliang Temple, and he didn't find the destined person who had no Buddha's blue body as the master said.

Could it be that it is wrong again?

That's right, Rong Ruochen did miss his destined person, that is, the Fang Dongqiao that Master Wu said.

Because of that pause, he and Ye Lao didn't turn around in time to look for it, so they passed by Fang Dongqiao.

At this time, Fang Dongqiao had naturally reversed the door.

As soon as he returned to Fang's house, Fang Xiayao handed over all the silver taels he had harvested today to the Yun family, and the Yun family counted the silver taels that sold Chinese knots, two hundred and thirty-five Chinese knots, one hundred small ones, thirty wen yuan each, and three thousand copper coins.

The big one is a hundred, fifty dollars each, and five thousand copper coins.

The largest thirty-five Chinese knots, one tael of silver, a full thirty-five taels of broken silver, today's income can be said to be a big harvest, which is more than the income of Yun's embroidery in a year.