Remarry 9,000 Years Old

Shen Nanqiao was stunned by this sudden surprise.

Before coming to Longfu Temple, she did have a fleeting thought, wondering if she could ask the abbot to help her solve some of her doubts.

But after hearing that he was a true hermit and did not easily receive guests, I gave up the idea.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually sent someone to invite him personally, which was exactly what he wanted.

Shen Nanqiao quickly tidied her hair and smoothed out the wrinkles on her clothes before replying politely.

"Please lead the way, little master."

The young monk returned the greeting and led the two of them straight to the backyard.

The towering ancient trees in the backyard give it a solemn feel, and even in the dead of night when the lights are on, it still makes people feel solemn.

Shen Nanqiao did not believe in Buddhism very much in her previous life, but the various experiences in this life made it impossible for her not to believe in it.

Ning Su followed closely and whispered to her the abbot's origins from behind.

The abbot of Longfu Temple was originally a wandering monk. He once predicted the fire disaster in the imperial palace and was highly regarded by the late emperor.

He was also often summoned to the palace to preach Buddhism. It is said that he had predicted several events in the palace, and all of them came true in the end.

Therefore, it is said that he can predict the future three hundred years ahead and three hundred years into the future, and that he is a true eminent monk.

Shen Nanqiao became even more respectful after hearing this.

The two of them walked to the door of the meditation room in the backyard, and the little monk turned around and said.

"Please follow me in, lady donor."

Ning Su raised his eyebrows and was about to follow in, but was stopped politely by the little monk.

"The abbot said, please wait at the door, I will invite you in alone later."

Shen Nanqiao's heart sank.

Why is this? Is he trying to find out his true identity and then pass it on to Ning Su?

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a little nervous.

Ning Su said in a deep voice.

"No, I'll go with her."

The little monk looked embarrassed. Seeing this, Shen Nanqiao hurriedly turned back to comfort him.

"The master has his own reasons for doing things. I will go in by myself."

Ning Su glanced at the door of the meditation room, then looked at Shen Nanqiao, and deliberately raised his voice.

"No need to be mysterious. I never believe in these weird things."

Shen Nanqiao wanted to rush over and cover his mouth. Wasn’t he part of this weird and supernatural thing?

But I heard someone clearing his throat.

"Don't mind, lady. Please come in."

These words always sound strange, like the tone of someone trying to deceive others.

Ning Su still felt uneasy and was about to step in when he suddenly felt his legs weigh more than a thousand pounds.

Then I heard the voice inside say again.

"Don't be anxious, be patient, it will be your turn in a moment."

Shen Nanqiao was completely unaware of Ning Su's strangeness. He just patted his shoulder soothingly and then pushed the door open and walked in.

The room was clean, with only a table, a bed and two cushions. The abbot was kneeling on the cushion with a fortune stick next to him.

Seeing Shen Nanqiao come in, he silently turned the Buddhist beads in his hand and smiled.

"It's been a long time since we last met. I wonder how the female donor is doing?"

Shen Nanqiao suddenly felt as if she had suddenly been enlightened. Many fragments of thought flooded into her mind, but she couldn't grasp them all so quickly that she couldn't help but frown.

"Master, what do you mean?"

The abbot counted on his fingers and shook his head slightly.

"I have actually forgotten some of the past events. Whatever, it is destined."

Shen Nanqiao felt more and more confused. She took two steps forward and spoke tentatively.

"May I ask why the abbot has called me here alone? What do you want to teach me?"

The abbot looked at Shen Nanqiao with sharp eyes and stretched out his hand to push the lottery tube over.

"As we bid farewell to the old and usher in the new, are you interested in predicting your fortune for the new year?"

I have long heard that the abbot of Longfu Temple is very expensive to tell fortunes, so this is simply a good thing that comes to your doorstep.

But Shen Nanqiao didn't move.

"Master, please don't blame me for judging others with my own mean mind. It is said that those who show kindness to others without any reason are either treacherous or thieves." She looked at the lottery box on the ground cautiously. "Master, I have never met you before. Why do you look upon me with such favor?"

The abbot slowly changed his posture.

"Are you waiting for me to say that your forehead is black and your eyes are blue, and you may have a bloody disaster, so that saving people from danger will be more convincing?"

Shen Nanqiao was dumbfounded. He never expected that a foreigner would speak so casually.

The abbot waved his hand.

"I met the female donor once before. I should have helped you out in your distress in my previous life, but I was a step too late. I can only make up for it in this life. That's all."

Shen Nanqiao was horrified.

"What did you say?" She clenched her fingers involuntarily, "What past life and present life?"

The abbot turned his head and looked outside, not knowing who he was talking to.

"Some things don't need to be made too clear, as long as the donor knows what's going on." He lowered his head, picked up the fortune stick, and handed it over, "Just tell me whether it counts or not?"

Shen Nanqiao thought for a moment and knelt down on the cushion opposite the abbot.

"Since I'm here, I'll make the best of it. Since it's so kind of you, Master, I'll tell you my fortune." She reached into her purse and took out a gold ingot and put it on the ground, "I'll pay the fortune first."

The abbot shook his head.

"This divination of mine is priceless. If you really want to give me something." He pointed to his purse, "Leave me an ingot."

Shen Nanqiao was puzzled.

Although people outside the world do not value gold and silver, they should be able to tell the difference between this gold ingot and this gold cake, right?

The abbot seemed to see through her doubts and just smiled.

"I have my own uses. If you are willing to give it up, you can keep one. If you are not willing, that's fine too."

Shen Nanqiao thought for a moment and thought that it might be New Year's Eve, and he had some familiar pilgrims coming to burn incense. If the other party brought a child, this steamed dumpling could be used as a talisman to ward off evil spirits.

Suddenly realizing what was going on, she took out a golden gourd and placed it next to the lottery box.

"This is for the master to enjoy."

The abbot was slightly stunned, then shook his head and smiled.

He handed over the lottery ticket.

"Draw two lots, one for your left hand and one for your right hand."

Shen Nanqiao was puzzled.

"Are you going to pick the better one out of the two? Isn't that unfair?"

"No." The abbot looked at Shen Nanqiao and stroked his beard. "The one in the right hand belongs to the girl herself. As for the one in the left hand, it is for the donor outside."

Shen Nanqiao's heart trembled, and his original carelessness was completely restrained.

She concentrated, took out a cigarette with her left hand, and handed it over.

The abbot shook his head.

"These two lots cannot be separated. Draw another one and I will help you solve it together."

Shen Nanqiao quickly took out another cigarette with his right hand and handed it over.

The abbot picked up the lot for Ning Su first. Shen Nanqiao felt inexplicably nervous and just listened to him.

"You are doomed to be alone, with no one to help you. Fighting alone against a hundred people, you will eventually die." He raised his eyelids and looked at Shen Nanqiao, "You can tell from what you heard that this is a disaster."

Shen Nanqiao's face changed drastically when he heard this. Isn't this the dead end that Ning Su encountered in his previous life?

"Is there any way to break it?" she asked anxiously.

The abbot ignored him and turned over Shen Nanqiao's lot.

"He made a good connection by chance, and spent his life in ignorance. He suddenly woke up and helped the couple to turn the tide."

Shen Nanqiao was struck by lightning and just knelt there.

It was not until a long time later that the abbot's voice was heard in the small room.

"Now that you have your own answer, you don't need me to solve your doubts, right?"

Before he finished speaking, footsteps were heard at the door, and Ning Su strode in.

He saw Shen Nanqiao kneeling on the ground, and hurriedly took two or three steps forward, pulled him up, and then stared at the abbot coldly.

"What did you do to her?"