Reborn, I was pursued by the Prince of the Broken Sleeves

Forty years ago, the Daqian Kingdom was in turmoil. It was this master who observed the celestial phenomena, avoided disasters, understood the times, won the hearts of the people, and helped the late emperor seize the throne.

The late emperor respected him very much and built Baiyun Temple for him on Baiyun Mountain and personally named him Master Xuwu.

The following year, he passed the position of abbot to his disciple, and passed away alone, carrying only his robe and a bowl.

He rarely returns to Baiyun Temple.

He liked quietness, and even after returning to Baiyun Temple, he seldom received guests and declined all invitations to meet.

Even for the current emperor, it is extremely difficult to see him.

But today, he actually wanted to see Man'er because of a jade cicada.

As for that girl Man'er, no one knew what she was doing in the house. She was reluctant to come out and made Master Xuwu wait for her.

This……

How unbecoming is this!

Old Madam Zhou was extremely anxious. She counted the Buddhist beads in her hand one by one at an increasingly fast speed, almost causing sparks to fly.

Over the years, Li Yuan had never seen Madam Zhou so excited, so he quickly interrupted, "Madam, please sit here and don't be anxious."

How can I not be anxious!

Over the years, Mrs. Zhou has been devoted to worshiping Buddha, reading Buddhist scriptures and reciting Buddhist texts. Some of the principles still need to be explained by eminent monks.

She really hoped that Master Void would give her a chance.

Unfortunately, she never got this opportunity.

That girl Man'er had an opportunity right in front of her, but she didn't know how to cherish it.

Lin, who was also anxious, was even more concerned about her daughter's health.

My daughter is not a person who doesn't know etiquette, so why would she make excuses? Is there some hidden secret behind this?

When the two were getting anxious, the door of the incense room finally opened.

The girl walked out slowly, wearing a plain smoky blue dress, her hair tied up in a bun, fixed with only a silver hairpin, and two pearl flowers dotted in her hair, without any extra decoration.

A few strands of hair gently blew across her pretty face in the wind.

There was no rouge on her face, and her skin was a little pale, which made the purple handprint on her right cheek, which was about to disappear, more clear.

"Man'er!" Lin called out.

Su Manman came out and bowed to Madam Zhou first, then apologized, "Aunt, I was not feeling well yesterday. I felt really uncomfortable when I woke up this morning, so I was delayed for a while."

This is not just a moment.

This girl made Master Xuwu wait for an entire hour.

If it were someone else, Master Xuwu probably wouldn't be willing to wait even for a moment.

Madam Zhou tried her best to suppress the turmoil in her heart and said, "Go ahead. Don't keep the master waiting for too long."

"Ok!"

Su Manman gave Lin a soothing look and then followed the little monk.

The two of them walked along the long corridor, turning several times, and finally arrived at a remote Zen temple.

At the entrance, a senior monk in a simple robe sat upright on a cushion, beating a wooden fish in his hands, muttering and reciting scriptures.

Hearing the noise at the door, he opened his eyes slightly and looked over.

He has a gentle face and his eyes are small but bright and lively, as if he can see through people's hearts and the troubles of the world.

Compared to five years ago, time has left deeper marks on his face.

But every wrinkle on his face is natural, a mark of wisdom and compassion.

"Amitabha, sleepyhead, we meet again."

"Yes! Old monk, we meet again." Su Manman clasped her hands together and bowed.

This morning, she escaped from the cliff, jumped on horseback, and sneaked back to Baiyun Temple.

At that time, she was covered in blood and looked in a dishevel, which scared the two maids.

Before the three of them had time to pack up, the young monk came to tell them that Master Xuwu wanted to see her.

She had to delay while taking the time to shower, change clothes, and treat her wounds. She only rushed over after everything was done.

Before coming, she had wondered in her heart why Master Xuwu wanted to see her because of a jade cicada.

I vaguely knew who that person would be.

Now that I have seen it, my guess has been confirmed.

It's really him.

The old monk in the psychedelic forest who was unwilling to reveal his identity.

At that time, the three of them were trapped in the psychedelic forest and were considered friends of life and death.

When a person is alone and in trouble, those false reputations related to identity and background seem insignificant.

All three of them used pseudonyms, which made them feel more casual and comfortable when interacting with each other.

She simply called him old monk.

He also followed Yoyo and called her by her nickname, Sleepyhead.

The two smiled at each other, and Master Xuwu gave her a gesture.

Su Manman walked over and knelt obediently on the mat beside him.

There was a low table between the two of them, with an incense burner on the table. The smoke from the burner curled up, interweaving with the sunlight coming in from the window, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

Master Xuwu took the jade cicada from the tray on the table and handed it over, "This jade cicada is destined for you."

Su Manman took it respectfully with both hands, her eyes falling on the jade cicada, "The gift given by the master must be of top quality."

"I've always carried this with me. Over the years, I've encountered many life-threatening situations, and I've always gotten through them safely."

"I accidentally lost it yesterday and nearly lost my life."

She put the jade cicada away, clasped her hands together, and bowed solemnly again, "Thank you, Master. Please explain to me why you gave it to me."

Master Xuwu looked at her, without thinking, and said bluntly: "Your spirit is unstable. It can gather your spirit and stabilize your soul."

He is indeed a master. Could it be that he saw that she was a reborn soul?

Su Manman sat properly and agreed after hearing what he said, "Indeed, I used to have trouble sleeping at night and always had nightmares after falling asleep. Now that I have it, I can sleep until noon every day."

"I haven't seen you for a few years. You seem to be more dignified."

I don’t know whether this sentence is a compliment or an insult.

After all, she used to call herself "little master" all the time, and ran around the woods all day long, bossing Yoyo around and not being nice to the old monk.

Su Manman smiled unnaturally, "Master, I was young at that time, and some things I did were out of line. Please don't mention it again."

"Amitabha, you and he all saved my life." Master Xuwu also smiled.

He smiled kindly, and his eyes were gentle as he looked at her. "The three of us are friends who have been through thick and thin together, so let's skip the formalities and avoid making our conversation awkward."

It's really awkward!

When Su Manman heard what he said, she relaxed her straight back, slumped down on the cushion, and said bluntly, "Old monk, I'm hungry."

Her eyes looked pitiful, “I’m really hungry.

He told her not to pretend, so she stopped.

Last night, she drank a bowl of corn soup in the temple. After experiencing such an adventure at night, she ran over in the morning, taking a bath and changing clothes to see him before she could catch her breath.

I'm so hungry.

As if to verify her statement, her stomach began to growl openly.

Her completely relaxed look made Master Xuwu see the thin young man in the psychedelic forest.

"Hold on."

Master Xuwu called a young monk and gave him some instructions.

The young monk glanced at Su Manman and hurried out to do his business.

Soon, the small table in front of him was filled with sumptuous vegetarian dishes.

Su Manman didn't hesitate and sat down to start eating.

Mrs. Zhou and Mrs. Lin, who had been waiting for news in the front hall, were so shocked when they learned that Su Manman had been invited to dinner.