" What lousy tea? Just a few sips and you'll get sick." Murong Zhuqi covered his stomach with both hands, revealing a pained expression. She urgently needed to find a toilet to solve the problem, but she was not familiar with this place. She was too embarrassed to ask the old monk. Therefore, he was forced to curse. Originally, Murong Zhuqi wouldn't have spoken in such a vulgar and inelegant manner, but she was in so much pain that she had no choice. Moreover, this fragrant tea had caused her to lose face, especially in front of Xiao Po. She was even more resentful.
" No way. I drank it too. It's pretty good…" Little Po almost laughed out loud. He was lucky to have come this far, saving him the trouble of thinking hard and thinking of ways to send Murong Zhuqi away. Haha, the pain was good, the pain was wonderful, the pain was so painful that it made melons cry out. Little Po's heart was incomparably chaotic at this moment.
"Only the heavens know. No, I have to go." Murong Zhuqi stood up and looked at the old monk blankly.
" Go straight and turn left. It's just around the corner…" The old monk couldn't help but feel terrified by Murong Zhuqi's stare. After all, Murong Zhuqi was sick because he drank the tea from Nanhua Temple. If something bad happened and Old Madam Murong heard about it, her year-end bonus would be ruined.
Oh, thank you." Murong Zhuqi ran out of the door. Although she said she was running, she was obviously not shy. However, Murong Zhuqi's coyness was natural and elegant. One could tell at a glance that it was the rhythm of a wealthy family.
"Zen Master, I keep dreaming. I don't sleep well. Is there any use in worshipping Buddha?”。Little Po tried his best to relax his tone. He had already considered his words countless times. While Murong Zhuqi wasn't around, he had to ask. Otherwise, he wouldn't feel at ease.
"Trust is sincerity. "Dreams are just thoughts during the day because the heart is not calm. Patron, you can read more Buddhist scriptures or your dreams at night will be alleviated." The old monk's speed of speaking was completely different from before. He was still very worried about Murong Zhuqi's safety, or rather, he was worried about his year-end bonus.
"Ah…" Little Po frowned and scratched his head."Zen Master, can you explain it more thoroughly or in layman terms?”。
Patron, take your time to comprehend and you will definitely understand the profundities within." The old monk smiled awkwardly, his gaze never leaving the direction of the door.
" But my dream was abnormally accurate, and it wasn't just once or twice." Little Po went all out. In any case, there was only him and the old monk. She wasn't afraid that he would tell anyone. The old monk spoke half-heartedly, which made Xiao Po's heart feel uneasy.
" Benefactor, are there any gains or losses because of the dream?" The old monk said impatiently,"Patron, you're thinking too much. It's all an illusion without a cause. There's no need to ask about the root of it."
Little Po curled his lips and did not answer, much less ask. He could tell that the old monk wasn't in high spirits and was spouting a lot of nonsense. It would be useless to ask, and in the end, she would be hated. I'm stupid enough to find a monk to do that. Little Po despised himself in his heart.
"Do you want to go to the temple hall to look for Almsgiver Murong?”。The old monk was already restless, seeing that Murong Zhuqi had not returned for a long time. Naturally, he thought that Murong Zhuqi had gone to the temple hall alone. He didn't dare to think about what had happened.
"Why not? Murong Zhuqi is in the temple hall?”。Little Po had just been frustrated by the old monk and was unwilling to waste any more time with him. In the afternoon, he still had to rush back to Guangzhou. If he didn't settle his business first, Xiao Po's heart wouldn't be at ease. Although he doubted it, Little Po did not refuse.
Murong Zhuqi's stomach finally calmed down. On the way back, they passed by the temple hall. There were quite a number of people worshipping him. Men and women knelt down in large numbers. She suddenly had an idea. Why not go in and ask for a marriage fortune? Anyway, Little Po wasn't here, and no one knew.
After making up his mind, Murong Zhuqi rested for a while. When he had fully recovered his strength, he walked into the temple hall and took a lot pot from the divine table. He knelt on the futon and shook it. Perhaps it was because it was his first time shaking the lot, and he had his eyes closed, so he shook the lot for a long time before he heard a beep.
Murong Zhuqi felt a blush and heartbeat that he had never felt before. He calmed down for a long time before he dared to look at the fortune. However, after taking a look, he was completely dumbfounded. What kind of stupid meaning was that? Could it be more common?
" Hey, what are you doing?" Little Po walked into the temple hall and happened to see Murong Zhuqi holding a lot pot and talking to himself.
" N-nothing…" Murong Zhuqi was scared out of his wits. He hurriedly inserted the stick into the pot and heaved a sigh of relief.
" Hehe, isn't it just asking for lots? I'll have one too." After Little Po finished speaking, he snatched the pot with one hand and laughed sinisterly in his heart.
Murong Zhuqi's panicked actions had been captured by Little Po. Murong Zhuqi had actually inserted the lot upside down. Usually, lots had a big head and a small tail, so it was easy for Xiao Po to find Murong Zhuqi's lot. However, he did not want to expose it and shook it again. Of course, Murong Zhuqi's original lot was rolled out.
"Zen Master, where can I read the divination?”。Little Po glanced around the temple hall but could not find a stall to read the fortune, so he could only ask the old monk.
" Outside the door is…" The old monk smiled calmly and led the way out of the temple hall. Seeing that Murong Zhuqi was safe and sound, he finally felt relieved. When he was in a good mood, his steps naturally became more carefree.
The place to read the lot was very simple. It was set in a corner of the door, with only an incense table and a chair. A good-looking middle-aged monk sat on the chair. Seeing the old monk approaching, the middle-aged monk stood up and put his palms together." Hello, Martial Uncle."
The old monk nodded and handed the lot to the middle-aged monk. He then gave the middle-aged monk a look, signaling him to speak properly before stepping aside. The middle-aged monk's gaze landed on Little Po and Murong Zhuqi. After sizing them up for a while, he smiled and said," Benefactor's lot, what do you ask?"
" Good or bad luck, and also ask about marriage." Little Po continued to laugh sinisterly in his heart, but he could not show it off too much. Haha, I wonder whose idiot is so lucky.
The middle-aged monk held the lot in his hand and looked left and right. He calculated for a while before saying indifferently," Patron, you're shaking an open lot that's rather difficult to understand, and it's a double draw, so it's hard to say…"
" What's an open lot?" Little Po was dizzy from the middle-aged monk's words and almost cursed.
"The so-called open signature refers to a signature with words." The middle-aged monk paused for a moment and explained,"" There are two types of signatures. The first type is a signature without words, and the second type is a signature with words. A signature with words usually has a simple meaning, from eight to a cross. A signature without words is just a number, from one to seventy-two."
"Oh, I see." Little Po suddenly looked cheerful. In fact, he was already furious. Other than Murong Zhuqi's marriage, he was not interested in these irrelevant topics at all.
" The road to happiness after hardship is dark willows and bright flowers." When the middle-aged monk read out these ten words, Murong Zhuqi trembled in shock, and then he felt suffocated. Wasn't that his lot? Was it a coincidence or…? Impossible, it was simply impossible…
"Patron, do you want to solve the marriage first, or do you want to solve the good or bad luck first?”。The middle-aged monk repeated the divination a few times and asked for Little Po's opinion.
"Let's resolve the marriage first!" The meaning of the divination, if it is about good or bad luck, can also be slightly understood, just two simple idioms. It didn't matter if he didn't understand. However, Little Po really couldn't understand the meaning of marriage. Putting marriage at the back was just a cover to fool Murong Zhuqi. In fact, Little Po was very happy to hear about marriage first.
" It's not perfect. Marriage isn't good. After suffering comes happiness. It's a good sign, but there's one more drop of dew. Dew is water, and when water is full, there will be trouble. This marriage will definitely have many twists and turns." The middle-aged monk shook his head. Suddenly, he changed the topic and said," However, since marriage is decided by the heavens, the twists and turns are also decided by the heavens. Whether the marriage can be consolidated will ultimately depend on what kind of flaw this village has."
"Do you even understand what a flaw means?”。Murong Zhuqi broke out in a cold sweat as the middle-aged monk explained. When she heard the middle-aged monk say that there were many twists and turns in this marriage, her heart had already fallen into an ice cellar. However, the old monk's sudden change of tone ignited boundless hope in Murong Zhuqi's heart. However, the middle-aged monk then said that this marriage must have a flaw. Wasn't he deliberately playing Murong Zhuqi and making her feel uncomfortable? Therefore, Murong Zhuqi was furious and couldn't wait to know the final result.
"As the saying goes, after this village, there will be no other shop. Everything is predestined by the heavens. Benefactor's marriage is only this journey. Other than this, there's no other way. I hope Benefactor can grasp it well." After the middle-aged monk finished speaking, he handed the lot back to Little Po.
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