After the mind-reading and gossip-eating incident, officials in the imperial city were demoted one a

Ye Yaoyao recounted her request for the abbot's help.

Seeing that the master remained silent, Ye Yaoyao clasped her hands together and prayed:

"Master, please, please, this is a good deed to save lives, it's a meritorious act, not empty talk."

Ye Yaoyao was afraid the master would say: "A monk does not lie."

"Young benefactor, how could you know that your family would meet with misfortune in the future?"

The master stared at her with a deep, meaningful gaze.

“Master, haven’t I lain in a coffin before? I dreamt that my loved ones met with misfortune while I was lying in the coffin. Everything in the dream was too real. I’m just taking precautions to prevent it from happening.”

Because it's so unbelievable, I don't dare tell my family directly, so I'm asking the master for help.

“Young benefactor, you are indeed blessed with good fortune.” The abbot nodded with a smile, his gaze seemingly able to see through everything.

"Alright, I will help."

"Thank you, Master." Ye Yaoyao was overjoyed and quickly bowed again to express her gratitude.

After the two had finished their conversation, the master and servant in the pavilion had already left, and Ye Li'an came looking for them.

"Little sister, I've finally found you."

"Brother, I'm just out for a walk, I'll be right back. Oh, by the way, this is Abbot Fang." Ye Yaoyao introduced him happily.

"Greetings, Master." Ye Li'an bowed to the abbot, thinking to himself: My little sister has really found a high monk.

They tried to tell Ye Yaoyao that they could hear her thoughts, but all they could say was something else entirely.

"This old monk should also go to the main hall; let's go together, benefactor!"

Liu Yunshu knelt before Buddha and prayed sincerely. Ye Xiyao took the divination tube and shook it for her, and a divination slip fell out.

"Mother, I'll go get the fortune slips." Ye Xiyao wrote down the numbers on them and put the slips back into the slip container.

Madam Xin took the divination sticks.

Ye Yaoyao followed the abbot in and found Liu Yunshu.

"Mom, sister, I'm back!" Ye Yaoyao walked happily towards them.

"Where have you been?" Liu Yunshu gave her a reproachful look.

"I met the abbot and chatted with him for a few minutes."

"Amitabha Buddha," the old monk murmured.

"Greetings, Master." The two bowed.

"Master, could you please take a look at this fortune slip?"

Ye Xiyao handed the fortune slip to the abbot. It was Zhang Zhongping's slip, and it read:

Who tied the knot? And who untied it? This contains the Buddha's meaning; cause and effect are intertwined. If you ask where to find it, it is right before your eyes.

They could understand the poem, but they didn't quite understand the meaning of the last two lines.

[System, isn't this the same principle as "the one who tied the knot must untie it"? The cause is this scumbag father, right? Killing him is the effect, then everyone can be saved.]

[Host, this is a sacred Buddhist site; we cannot describe it in such a bloody manner.] The system reminded us.

Didn't I use the word "ga"? Buddha will understand.

The abbot did not rush to interpret the fortune slip after receiving it. He held the slip in his hand, his gaze deep and distant.

At this moment, the Xin family mother and daughter came over with the fortune slips they had drawn. Xin Chuli sighed:

“That’s strange. We’ve drawn three of these lots, and they’re the same ones you’ve drawn.”

“Amitabha Buddha, all benefactors, all sentient beings suffer. You all seek the same thing. Each of you is destined to face a calamity that you cannot escape. You will be trapped in a cycle of suffering forever, unable to find liberation.”

The abbot solemnly and compassionately interpreted the divination slips.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines upon hearing the abbot's words.

When the Xin family first arrived in the capital to take up their official posts, they found it unlike Xuzhou, where they lived freely and at the center of political power. Madam Xin sought a divination slip for protection and safety.

"Master, is there a way to resolve this?" Madam Xin asked.

No wonder Sister Xin ended up in such a bad way; her scumbag father must have also harmed the Xin family.

A cycle of eternal suffering? The master's words sound so serious; will Mother take this seriously now?

Ye Yaoyao pondered to herself.

The abbot replied, "As the divination slip says, the one who tied the knot must untie it; the one right in front of you is the one who tied it."

"The people in front of me?" Madam Xin looked at Liu Yunshu's family. Did this mean the two families were going to help each other?

Liu Yunshu glanced at Ye Yaoyao without showing any emotion.

"Thank you for your guidance, Master." Everyone clasped their hands together and bowed in respect.

Ye Yaoyao walked to the donation box, took out the silver notes she had brought, and put them in one by one, muttering to herself:

[Buddha, apart from my scumbag father, everyone in my family is a law-abiding citizen. Please bless good people to live long and healthy lives.]

Years later, Ye Yaoyao learned that the person who tied the bell on the sign was not Ye Mian, but herself.

"Miss, Miss Zhao has found Miss Zhao and asked me to come and take you there."

Fu Ling hurried over with the news.

Liu Langyue had been looking for Zhao Qingrou all day, following her around ever since the morning class.

"Come on, lead the way, let's go take a look."

I want to see if this is all a show she orchestrated herself.

The others followed.

Zhao Qingrou sat down to rest in a pavilion.

"Miss Zhao, what a coincidence, I see you here too."

"What a coincidence, Miss Liu is also here to offer incense."

Upon seeing that it was Liu Langyue, a strange light flashed in Zhao Qing's eyes, and she responded softly.

She was dressed in simple clothes, and her appearance was as fresh and elegant as her name suggested.

Liu Langyue knew that this was just a facade. The two had become enemies at a banquet when Liu Langyue accidentally bumped into her, scraping her hands.

Zhao Qingrou forgave her out of kindness and earned a good reputation, while Liu Langyue was criticized for being reckless.

After apologizing, she thought the matter was over, but she never expected that wherever Zhao Qingrou was, she would be pointed at and gossiped about.

At first, she thought those people were just gossiping and ignored them. Later, she accidentally saw Zhao Qingrou bullying the illegitimate daughter of a minor official, and she realized that Zhao Qingrou was not as gentle as she appeared.

During a later meeting, Zhao Qingrou inadvertently brought up their past in front of everyone, and then the group praised her and belittled Liu Langyue.

Realizing that Zhao Qingrou was using him to elevate her own reputation, he became enraged when others belittled him, picked up his teacup, and splashed it in Zhao Qingrou's face. From then on, the two treated each other like enemies.

Liu Langyue was straightforward, while Zhao Qingrou's gentleness won the favor of more noble young men and women. Liu Langyue didn't have many people to hang out with, but she didn't care.

“My little cousin survived a great ordeal and came with my aunt to offer incense. Would Miss Zhao like to see Yaoyao?”

Liu Langyue raised an eyebrow, looking at her with a half-smile.

A strange look flashed in Zhao Qingrou's eyes. Liu Langyue, who had suffered at her hands before, caught the look. Although it was fleeting, it made Liu Langyue even more certain that Zhao Qingrou had harmed Ye Yaoyao.

"Speaking of which, I also bear some responsibility for Miss Ye falling into the water. I know you have a quick temper, and if I hadn't gotten angry and argued with you a bit more..."

Fortunately, the fourth young lady was blessed with good fortune and survived. I was very happy to hear that.

Liu Langyue looked at her with a sarcastic expression, a disdainful smile on her lips, and even then she didn't forget to say that it was Ye Yaoyao who caused her to fall into the water.