A renowned ancient physician transmigrates into the body of an abandoned woman, only to be sold off

"Is Your Highness going to find A-Li?"

He Chengjing was about to leave when he heard Ji Qingqing's words. He turned around in confusion and asked her.

"Sister-in-law, have you seen Ali? Where are they now?"

“Ali was with me just now, but that young monk came over and said that the abbot wanted to talk to Ali, Momo, and He Miaomiao, so they went ahead first.”

Ali just told me to let you eat first, and not to wait for them; they'll come over after they finish talking.

When He Chengjing heard that it was the abbot of the temple who was looking for them, he stopped and turned around to walk back with Ji Qingqing and the others.

Song Zhili and the other two followed the young monk to one of the side rooms in the backyard.

The young monk stepped forward, stopped in front of the door of the side room, knocked on the door, and after hearing the voices inside, he pushed the door open and entered, leading Song Zhili and the others inside.

After Song Zhili and the others went inside, the young monk respectfully bowed to the monks inside and then quietly withdrew.

After the young monk left, Song Zhili's gaze fell on the monk inside the room, who looked to be about fifty or sixty years old.

With a kind face, he held a string of Buddhist prayer beads in one hand and a teapot in the other, pouring tea into the three empty teacups opposite him.

"Since you ladies have come, please come and sit down. My humble abode is simple and unadorned, so please don't find it offensive."

Upon hearing what the abbot said, Song Zhili and the others walked over together, sat down opposite him, and unceremoniously picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

Seeing their reaction, the abbot smiled even more kindly. When he saw that they had finished their tea, he poured them another cup and slowly began to speak.

"Gentlemen, you are not from our world, are you?"

Song Zhili's hand holding the teacup trembled. Then she quickly glanced at Xia Momo and He Miaomiao, and seeing the fear in their eyes, she turned to the abbot and asked, feigning ignorance.

"What does the abbot mean? Why can't we understand?"

Seeing that Song Zhili and the others were pretending to be stupid and had no intention of admitting it, he did not press the matter further, but continued to speak with a smile.

"Since the ladies are unwilling to speak, then this old monk will not ask any further. However, the reason I invited the ladies here this time is not to harm them."

This old monk doesn't know how you ladies came to be here, but you ladies should be aware that in two years, a rare alignment of the seven stars will occur in our country.

"If the young ladies wish to leave, this is the best time. If they don't want to leave, once this opportunity is missed, they will never be able to leave again."

Upon hearing the abbot's words, Song Zhili and the others exchanged bewildered glances, unsure of what to say.

The group sat there blankly for a long time without saying a word. After the abbot finished speaking, seeing their silence, he did not urge them but poured himself a cup of tea and drank it.

In the end, Song Zhili was the first to react. She put down her teacup and stared intently at the abbot, asking him a question.

"Is what the abbot said just now true?"

After Song Zhili finished asking her question, she saw the abbot nod. Just as she was about to ask something else, the abbot suddenly closed his eyes, stopped answering, and showed no other expression.

Song Zhili found it very strange. She got up and walked to the abbot. She first waved her hand in front of him, but the abbot did not react at all.

Song Zhili then stepped forward to take the abbot's pulse and found that the abbot showed no abnormalities, as if he were simply asleep.

She turned her head helplessly and glanced at Xia Momo and He Miaomiao, who were still in a daze. "He seems to be asleep. Do you think we should wake him up?"

"My goodness, how can she fall asleep like this? Wasn't she just talking? Why did she stop halfway through her sentence? It's so frustrating!"

Xia Momo was somewhat incredulous that the abbot was asleep. She walked up to him, gently patted his shoulder, and called out to him twice.

But seeing that the abbot didn't react at all, she helplessly glanced at Song Zhili and shrugged, "It seems he's really asleep. What should we do? Should we leave?"

"Sigh, what else can we do? Let's go, and come back to ask him again tomorrow or some other time."

After discussing it for a while, the group decided to leave the room and go back first, and come back to ask again before leaving the next day.

Just as the three of them reached the door, the abbot suddenly opened his eyes again. He looked in the direction where Song Zhili and the others had left, and seeing that they were about to leave, he hurriedly said something.

"This young lady must be careful in six months, as she may suffer a bloody disaster."

Upon hearing the abbot's voice behind them, Song Zhili and the others turned around at the same time to look at the abbot.

But when they turned their heads, they saw that the abbot still had his eyes closed as before. If the three of them hadn't heard the abbot speak just now, they would have thought it was an illusion.

"Why is Abbot Ali acting so strangely? I clearly heard him speak just now, so why did he fall asleep again?"

"Yes, I heard him speak too. Just now I heard him say that someone was going to have a bloody disaster. Who do you think he was talking about?"

Song Zhili shook her head helplessly. She didn't know who the abbot was talking about either. She walked up to the abbot again.

"Abbot, was that you who spoke just now? I heard you say that one of us is in danger of bloodshed. Could you please specify which one?"

After asking her question, Song Zhili waited for a long time, but the abbot did not give her any further instructions. She could only sigh helplessly.

"Forget it, let's go. Maybe we can come back tomorrow and ask again."

Xia Momo nodded. Just as she was about to pull He Miaomiao toward the door again, she pulled her back and saw that He Miaomiao was still standing there blankly, her eyes fixed on the abbot's position.

"What's wrong with Miaomiao? What are you looking at? We're leaving."

Xia Momo gave He Miaomiao a strange look, not understanding what she was looking at or why she wasn't leaving.

"Look, isn't he pointing at me?"

After He Miaomiao's reminder, Song Zhili and Xia Momo both focused their attention on the abbot's hands.

The abbot held a cup in one hand and prayer beads in the other. The index finger of the hand holding the prayer beads was slightly raised, pointing in the direction where He Miaomiao was standing.

Previously, the two women hadn't noticed the abbot's hand, but now that they noticed the direction he was pointing, they both looked at He Miaomiao at the same time.

"Miaomiao, the person he was talking about who's going to have a bloody disaster, could it be you?"

Song Zhili wasn't sure if this was referring to He Miaomiao, and even He Miaomiao herself wasn't sure if she was being referred to.

"Forget it, let's not scare ourselves here. We'll come back and ask again tomorrow. Let's go."

After Song Zhili finished speaking, she turned around and was about to lead the two of them out of the room.

Xia Momo also thought Song Zhili was absolutely right, and pulled He Miaomiao to walk out.

But He Miaomiao followed her a few steps outside, then stopped again and turned to look at the abbot.

"Look, I'm sure he's talking about me."