After the divorce, the pregnant belly was discovered by the ex-husband

Yun Xin had no choice but to take his uncle hostage to the Zhao family, and then left leisurely.

When Zhao Yi came back in the evening, he was surprised to learn that Huiwu was still alive. What surprised him even more was that Huiwu looked younger than him. He was indeed a hermit.

After talking with Huiwu, he understood the reason and could understand it. If he was in the same situation as Huiwu, he might have died faster. After all, he was using his life span to predict the fate of an unrelated person. He didn't have much merit, so he had to use this little merit on his daughter, and it had to be kept secret!

In order to conceal his tracks, Yun Xin asked people to organize a study session so that no one would know that he had sneaked into the guest house. He had to come because he had to know the follow-up. Also, he had deceived this family with his eloquence and didn't even return the money.

What he didn't know was that his uncle had the same idea.

"Master, has my daughter survived the disaster?" Zhao Yi asked.

"No, and it's more serious than before." Huiwu responded while closing his eyes and twisting the Buddhist beads on his bracelet.

The Zhao family: "..."

"How could that be? We didn't return to Dijing, right?" Chen Ran said uncertainly.

"Getting engaged is a waste of time. If I don't get engaged, I might not die. But if I get engaged, I will definitely die." Huiwu muttered to himself, who let you control me, hum! See how I scare you. But he was not wrong. The girl's marriage line was entangled, but he couldn't see the girl clearly, so it could only be half and half, and the consequences could be good or bad. But wasn't he threatened? Just, unhappy.

"Master, how can we resolve this? Please save my daughter! Oh! Why did I get so hot-headed as to decide on the marriage?" Zhao Yi was so anxious that he kept walking around.

"Father, don't worry. The master will find a way, right?" Zhao Youyou tried to comfort his parents and looked at Huiwu, emphasizing the word "right". It was a naked threat.

"Master, if you can save my daughter, I will never refuse your request in the future. Here, this is a little bit of incense money, please accept it, this is a small gift from the believer's family." Zhao Yi took out a stack of gold bills.

Yun Xin's hands trembled, and two rays of light flashed in his eyes. "Money, money, money, Uncle Master, you must agree!" He quickly retracted his gaze and touched Uncle Master Huiwu, who had his eyes closed, with his toes without leaving a trace.

However, his uncle still closed his eyes. What did that mean? He knew that his uncle didn't love money. It could be said that his uncle didn't love anything (misunderstanding). But he couldn't do that! If he didn't become the abbot, he could still maintain his demeanor as a master. But if you don't become the head of the family, you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are. He has to take care of the food, drink, defecation and urination of thousands of people in the temple. How could he not love money?

Seeing that Huiwu was unmoved, Zhao Yi gritted his teeth and threw out another stack of gold bills.

Yun Xin's eyes were wide open and his breathing almost stopped. If his uncle didn't agree, he would just give him porridge every day and don't blame him for being a traitor and betraying his master and ancestors.

Hui Wu slowly opened his eyes and said, "Well, I do have a solution that is not a solution."

Yun Xin heaved a sigh of relief. "Uncle Master, I know why you are holding the Zhao family. It turns out that you are bargaining. Uncle Master is indeed a master. He is still not cultivated enough and his mentality is unstable." "Amitabha, on behalf of all the monks in the temple, I would like to thank Master Zhao San for his generosity." Yun Xin took the gold note without waiting for the others to continue talking. Just kidding, it is yours only when you get it.

Then he said goodbye quickly, leaving his uncle alone to the Zhao family.

He didn't return the money and gave so much more. His mission was successfully completed. As for the uncle master, who was that? Didn't the uncle master pass away? Yun Xin left happily, leaving Hui Wu who wanted to clean up the mess.

The Zhao family doesn't care about the internal conflicts between the master and nephew. As for giving so much money, the thing their family has the most is money. Is it still a problem if it can be solved with money?

"Master, please tell me what the solution is." Chen Ran personally poured a cup of tea for Huiwu.

"Take the initiative to respond to disasters." Huiwu uttered four words.

"What?"

"What do you mean?"

"Are you telling my sister to go and die?" Zhao Zhuocheng explained it most clearly, there was nothing wrong with it. He was just slapped by his own father. Don't you know it's unpleasant to hear such a big truth? We all understand, and we need you to explain.

"Is there no other way?" Chen Ran was almost crying.

"No, who told you to get engaged secretly?" Huiwu said that you messed up yourselves and it had nothing to do with me, so the responsibility was not mine.

"What are the chances of survival?" Zhao Youyou asked. She was not as worried as the other people in the family. Maybe she had died once, so it was just like that after all the experience.

"I don't know." Huiwu said concisely.

Chen Ran looked at his shiny bald head and wanted to slap him again.

But, we are begging for help, so we can only speak kindly, not hit, and not even say a harsh word. Chen Ran decided to endure it for the sake of her daughter.

"Do you know the time?" Zhao Youyou asked.

Hui Wu finally opened his eyes and looked at Zhao You You, staring at her for a while, "It's almost there, I can't tell the details. But..."

Chen Ran decided that she hated monks the most from now on, no doubt about it, they spoke like they were constipated.

"However, if you take the initiative to face disasters, you must adapt to all changes. The so-called adapting to all changes means that you can do whatever you want without any taboos and live your life the way you want. If you always hide, disasters will always exist. Miss Zhao Liu, you don't want to stay at home for the rest of your life, do you?"

Zhao Youyou clapped her hands, "What did I say? I said that there should be no taboos, right? It seems that I have a connection with Buddha and have the wisdom in this area. How about Master Huiwu accepting me as a lay disciple?" She didn't want to shave her head or anything like that. If she was to be a lay disciple, Huiwu would have to take care of her no matter what and wouldn't be able to get rid of her.

Huiwu shuddered and thought, I might as well be struck by lightning than to accept you as my disciple. Being struck by lightning may not kill you, but I will definitely be angered to death if I accept you as my disciple.

"Don't joke, lady donor. This is a Buddhist temple, not a nunnery. If you are willing, I can contact a nunnery for you."

Zhao Youyou, "...You actually have a good relationship with the nun? Do you often communicate about business?"

Huiwu, "..."

Zhao Yi rubbed his hands in embarrassment, "My daughter just loves to joke, we understand what you mean. Well, well, since you said that the calamity is just around the corner, please stay with us for a while. Well, well, I, Zhao Yi, will remember your great kindness for the rest of my life. If you have any problems in the future, I, Zhao Yi, will go through fire and water to help you."

The eyes of the wise and hermit master were wide open. He was really not afraid of the closure of Chongguang Temple! He realized that the Zhao family's third branch was a dog-skin plaster that could not be torn off. This was relying on him.

He pointed at himself and said, "Donor Zhao, you are worried that I will cause less trouble, right? Your daughter recognized me at the first sight, so I may not be able to help you."

"That's my daughter. There's no one in the world smarter than my daughter. I just didn't recognize her."

“I didn’t recognize it either.”

"Well, my sister said you are Master Huiwu, but I don't believe it."

Huiwu: “…” So you three are admitting that you are not smart, right?

"Master, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. If you save me, I might be rewarded with merit. I have saved many people and donated a lot of money." Zhao Youyou no longer made any conscienceless threats.

In fact, the threat was just a joke. She didn't want the master to be exposed. Is it wrong for someone to predict her fate and help her escape death? Regardless of whether she can escape the fate or not, she should be grateful. He didn't owe her anything.