Traveling through ancient times to escape famine, the prince led me to rebel

In a blink of an eye, it has been more than a month since the last temple fair.

Luo Xiaoran has been very busy this month.

On the day of the temple fair, I bought Uncle Xiang’s family of three from the Dongfeng Caravan.

It didn't take long before we moved into our new home and decorated it.

The new house was cleaned up and a housewarming party was held.

However, there has been something weighing on Luo Xiaoran's mind these days, making her think about it from time to time.

Having nothing to do today, Luo Xiaoran finally decided to leave Luo Xingchen to the care of Du Kongqing and Sun Qingyuan.

She wanted to go to Anruo Temple again to find Master Huineng.

The golden statue of Sakyamuni in the main hall is still compassionate, and the Bodhisattvas on the left and right are still majestic. Luo Xiaoran took the fortune stick from the little monk.

"Excuse me, where is the Master Huineng who interpreted the fortune?" Luo Xiaoran asked.

I was at the door just now and didn't see him.

"Amitabha, Master Huineng is meditating under the ginkgo tree.

He has said that if a female donor comes, she can go directly to him."

Luo Xiaoran's pupils shrank slightly.

Is he waiting for me too?

Compared with a month ago, the leaves of the century-old ginkgo tree have begun to slowly wither.

From afar, a hunched figure was sitting quietly under a huge ginkgo tree.

Ginkgo leaves fluttered down around him, but he stood still.

He looked like a high monk meditating in peace and tranquility.

The young monk took Luo Xiaoran to the ginkgo tree and left. Luo Xiaoran walked forward alone.

When I arrived next to Master Huineng, a familiar voice came into my ears.

“Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-ZZzz”

Luo Xiaoran: ...

Luo Xiaoran came close to Master Huineng and said cordially: "Master!!!"

The sound was loud enough to startle a flock of birds in the forest.

"Who?"

Master Huineng shuddered and woke up immediately.

"It's you!" Master Huineng's beard trembled, and he grinned, revealing his slightly yellow teeth.

"Didn't Master Huineng guess that I would come again?" Luo Xiaoran said lightly.

The corners of Master Huineng's mouth curled up even more, "I wonder what is the purpose of your coming today?"

"Hmph!" Luo Xiaoran's face suddenly turned cold.

"Since I'm here to see you again, we don't have to test each other. Let's be frank. What did you mean by the last sentence you said?"

"With a native body and a soul from another world, how can I live in the mountains and wilderness without any worries?"

Master Huineng accurately said the "words" that Luo Xiaoran said.

"Is this what you are asking, benefactor?"

Luo Xiaoran nodded.

"This is what I have interpreted for you, the donor."

The implication is that there is no special meaning.

Luo Xiaoran was still holding the lottery stick box she had brought from the main hall in her hand. She quickly found the lottery stick she had drawn at the temple fair that day.

"I wonder how the master could interpret such a sentence from this bad fortune?"

"Well, I have my own unique views. Isn't that correct?"

Luo Xiaoran took out a very good lot directly from the lot holder and placed it in front of Master Huineng.

"Since the lot I drew last time was a bad lot, which represents great misfortune, today's lot represents a very good fortune. I wonder if the master can interpret it for Xiao Ran."

Master Huineng took the bamboo stick and stroked his gray beard:

"Good! This is an excellent lot, but it was not drawn by the donor himself, but was specially picked out from the lot holder, so it does not count."

"If Master insists on doing this and continues to play dumb, I don't think there's any need for us to continue our conversation."

Luo Xiaoran turned around and was about to leave, but after taking two steps, she stopped and turned around:

"I heard that destiny is in our own hands. Master, do you agree with this statement?"