Chapter - 26

Ever since Yu Xiang woke up from his dream and knelt in the temple for a day and a night, the matriarch felt that life had become difficult. Every day, as soon as she opened her eyes, she would ask if there were any war reports from the Northwest and if Master Hou had sent any news.

The servants could only shake their heads.

The matriarch turned to ask Yu Xiang about his dream, but Yu Xiang only covered his chest and cried out in pain. The matriarch couldn't tell whether his miserable appearance was real or not, so she had to give up and hurriedly find a doctor.

More than half a month had passed in this manner. The matriarch's attention was finally attracted by another matter — the divine monk of Zhen Guo Temple, the Kuhai Monk, had returned from his travels and set up a bamboo pot for those who were fated to see his fortune. After three to five days, he would go to Tianzhu to worship Buddha.

Speaking of the Kuhai Monk, he was the most legendary figure in the Han Dynasty. Seventy years ago, the founding emperor was just a small marquis. He was lucky enough to draw the Kuhai Monk's Lot King at Guangji Temple and had a chat with him. Before leaving, the Kuhai Monk gave him a wild scrawl with the words' The dragon swims in the nine heavens, the five continents are the same '.

The poem wasn't a good one, but the words were good. The emperor had it framed and hung in his room. It wasn't until the day he ascended the throne that he understood that this was the fate that the Kuhai Monk refused to tell him — the fate of Jiu Wu, the supreme ruler of the world. No one could have imagined that a small marquis would become the master of this vast land after a few years.

Since then, Guangji Temple was renamed Zhen Guo Temple by the emperor's imperial edict. The Kuhai Monk's Lot King became a divine object that everyone in the Han Dynasty sought after like a flock of ducks. Now, seventy years had passed, but the Kuhai Monk still looked the same as before, as if time had forgotten him.

Because of this, his status became more and more extraordinary, and people yearned for him more and more.

When the matriarch heard the news, she immediately ordered people to prepare a carriage to go to Zhen Guo Temple.

"Ask the maidservant to give Xiang 'er more clothes to wear so that she won't catch a cold on the way." She was worried.

Mama Ma stood in the corridor and looked at the sky. She hesitated and said, "The Old Lady, it's raining heavily outside. I'm afraid the road is muddy. Let's go another day."

"We have to go on the first day of the opening of the scripture altar. Otherwise, when the number of people increases in the future, we won't even be able to squeeze in. Today, the Crown Princess will definitely be there, so we can make use of her. "The old lady waved her hand.

Mama Ma had no choice but to brave the heavy rain and run to the West Wing to ask Yu Xiang to quickly prepare. It was also strange. The torrential rain was so powerful that it seemed as if it wanted to pour all the water from the Ninth Heaven. Yu Xiang had just finished dressing and looked outside when the rain stopped. A beam of golden sunlight pierced through the clouds and fell on her head. It made her originally white little face look like jade that had been soaked in a thousand year cold pond, pure and holy. The floating dust around her added a bit of spirit to her.

Mama Ma stood in place and stared at her for a long time. Only when Yu Xiang raised her eyebrows at her strangely did she come to her senses and hurriedly pushed her out.

When the grandmother and granddaughter arrived at Zhen Guo Temple, they saw that the Crown Princess' carriage was parked outside the door. Many imperial bodyguards were patrolling around with swords and halberds. When they saw unrelated people, they came forward to chase them away.

Yu Pinyan was currently fighting in the Northwest. If he came back victorious, he might inherit the old Marquis Yongle's mantle and become the General of Agile Cavalry, in charge of millions of soldiers and horses. He was the Crown Prince's most trusted subordinate and also the Crown Prince's most relied on support. In terms of personal relationship, he was not inferior to his own brother. Because of this relationship, the Crown Princess sent someone to greet the Old Madame as soon as she passed the message. The eyes of the noblewomen who were unable to enter the temple turned red with jealousy.

The group of people greeted each other and chatted with each other after sitting down.

"Did the Crown Princess draw the Lot King?" The Old Madame asked curiously.

"Not yet. Of the hundred people who came with me today, not a single one drew the Lot King. It can be seen that they are not fated with Master Kuhai. They were praying and listening to scriptures in the main hall and left after two hours." The Crown Princess shook her head and smiled bitterly.

The Kuhai Monk was the Great Han Dynasty's Divine Monk. Anyone who had the word 'Divine' in their name would have an unrestrained and uninhibited character in their bones. Their actions and words were all based on their personal preferences. The Kuhai Monk's physiognomy was amazingly accurate. He could see through life, death, and the future. However, he could not predict just anyone. He also paid attention to fate.

He had the craftsmen make a huge rotating Lot Pot. It was divided into two layers, with a partition in the middle. It could hold a total of fifty thousand lots. The person who asked for the lot would rotate the Lot Pot and remove the partition in the middle. When all the lots fell to the bottom, they would bend down and pick up a random lot. If the Lot King was drawn, it meant that the person who asked for the lot was fated with the Kuhai Monk. He would then talk to you. No matter what you asked, you would be able to get the answer from him.

Fifty thousand lots, one chance. In the seventy years since the founding of the Great Han Dynasty, only the Emperor Sheng Zu was lucky enough to draw the Lot King. Because of this, every time the Kuhai Monk returned to the capital to meditate, wave after wave of people came to the Zhen Guo Temple to ask for the lot. They wished they could flatten the mountain top. The first few days were naturally reserved by the imperial family. The next few days were the nobles' turn. If the commoners wanted to enter, they would have to wait until all the officials and nobles in the capital had gone.

The Old Madame and the Crown Princess sighed for a while. When they saw that the Crown Princess and the Empress' families had all drawn lots, they brought Yu Xiang over.

"I'll be in charge of rotating the Lot Pot. You'll be in charge of picking up the lots. When the Lot Pot starts raining down, you must not hesitate. Just pick the ones that you find pleasing to the eye. Whether you meet or not is all about fate. Don't ask for too much. "The Old Madame gently warned.

Yu Xiang nodded in agreement.

The two of them put their palms together and secretly prayed for Bodhisattva's protection. The Crown Princess and a group of noblewomen stood to the side, waiting.

The Lot Pot was very heavy. The Old Madame only spun it twice before she was covered in sweat. She had to spin it three more times before she could remove the partition. A series of clattering noises were heard as the bamboo skewers fell down like raindrops. A Young Novice Monk stretched out his hand and said, "Benefactor, please choose one within two breaths. If you choose after two breaths, you will have no fate with the Great Master."

Choosing one within two breaths, there really wasn't any possibility of cheating. Yu Xiang didn't wait for all the bamboo sticks to fall. He reached out and grabbed one from the air, giving it to the Young Novice Monk.

At first, the Young Novice Monk was all smiles. When he saw the two words' Lot King 'carved in Sanskrit on the bamboo stick, his face immediately changed. He ran towards the rear courtyard in a panic, shouting as he ran, "Master, someone has drawn the Lot King!"

As soon as these words came out, the hall instantly boiled over. The Old Madame came with the intention of giving it a try. She never thought that she would draw it. This time she was dumbfounded. She looked at the Lot Pot for a while, then looked at Yu Xiang. She felt that her head was heavy and her feet were light, as if she was in a dream.

The Crown Princess stared at Yu Xiang, thinking to herself, "Marquis Yongle, this legitimate daughter, is really a spiritual person. Marquis Yongle's family is really blessed. No wonder the Crown Prince was able to escape death twice."

Because this lot only determined whether or not he could meet the Kuhai Monk, it wasn't the lot of fate. The person who drew it could only be said to be lucky and have a predestined relationship with the Kuhai. Other malicious rumors wouldn't spread. The Old Madame exchanged greetings with the noble ladies who had come to congratulate her and pat Yu Xiang on the back of the hall. Then she was led by a monk into the rear hall.

Several Young Novice Monks gathered around and put the fallen bamboo sticks back on the upper floor.

The Kuhai Monk's meditation room was very simple. It was only a small room of twenty square meters. There was nothing inside except for a prayer mat and a table. There was a small courtyard outside, with a Bodhi tree planted and a lotus pond dug out. It was simple but grand.

The Old Madame held her breath and walked slowly. When she reached the door of the meditation room, she hesitated and said, "Xiang'er, can you wait outside for a moment? Ancestor has something to say to the Great Master alone."

Yu Xiang was an outsider. She couldn't help but feel anxious to meet a godly person like the Kuhai. She immediately nodded and agreed. Her heart had already been dug out and her body was in the hands of her mother. In order to hide the truth, she must have been hurriedly cremated. Even if she could go back, would she still be Yu Xiang? Would she still be able to see that person?

She fell into a daze for a moment.

It had been seventy years since the establishment of the Great Han Dynasty. The Kuhai of seventy years ago was still the same today. His eyebrows and beard were white, and there were no more or less wrinkles on his face. His eyes were as deep as the sea. When he saw the Old Madame, he chanted a Buddhist prayer and extended his hand to invite her to sit.

"May I ask what kind of advice the benefactor has for me?"

"Great Master, please help me look at these two characters." The Old Madame took out two pieces of paper from her sleeve and spread them out on the table.

The Kuhai Monk nodded and looked at them carefully for a moment. He pointed to one of them and said, "Yin Qi, Lone Luan and Widow, Overlapping Stars, Father Jinxes Mother, Husband Jinxes Son, Six Relatives and Livestock, None of them are lucky enough to escape. Even if there is a noble person, there is no help."

The Old Madame had already prepared herself mentally, but after hearing these words, she couldn't help but turn pale.

The Kuhai Monk didn't care about her. He pointed to the other piece of paper and continued, "Parents are not fated to meet each other, Earthly Branches are unable to meet each other, Female Martial Artist, Male Martial Artist, Male Martial Artist, Na Yin Sword, Will Not End Well."

"Won't, won't end well?" The Old Madame's body swayed as if she was about to faint. Mama Ma hurried forward to support her.

The Kuhai Monk glanced at her and said, "These two people's fates are conflicting. If they are husband and wife, the family will not have peace. If they are brothers and sisters, they will fight each other and can't coexist."

The Old Madame was getting dizzy. Her voice trembled as she said, "Won't end well? Is there no way to change fate? How can it not end well? "As for the conflicting fates, she didn't have the time to think about it.

The Kuhai Monk closed his eyes and calculated. Suddenly, he exclaimed in surprise.

The Old Madame rushed over and asked, "Great Master, do you have a way?"

"It was originally an unresolvable fate, but suddenly a Taiyi Noble Person appeared. Good, good." The Kuhai Monk put his palms together and sighed. "This person just passed a life and death tribulation a few days ago. Presumably, this Taiyi Noble Person is already by his side. Benefactor, you can rest assured. "

"Who is this Taiyi Noble Person?" The Old Madame was exhausted, but she still wanted to ask for help.

"He's so far away, but so close." After saying that, he stood up and walked toward Yu Xiang under the Bodhi tree. His eyes were full of splendor.

He was clearly a child, but he had a soul from another world. His left eye was filled with hostility, and his right eye was indifferent. Between his eyebrows, there was a vigorous golden Buddha's light. His head was covered by a canopy, and his fate was unparalleled. He had never seen such a person with such a deep Buddha's fate.

"Amitabha …" The Kuhai Monk put his palms together and was about to speak.

Yu Xiang interrupted, "If you want to ask me where I come from and where I go, I will tell you where I come from and where I go. If you want to ask me what I think, I will tell you that when I have no delusions, my heart is a Buddhist kingdom. When I have delusions, my heart is a hell. I have delusions, so I would rather be in hell. " So you don't need to pity me, and you don't need to release me. Since I have made up my mind to hold on to the only thing I can, I will no longer hope for the uncertain future, or should I say the past.

She spat out a mouthful of turbid air at the lotus leaves in the pond. Her mood was unprecedentedly bright.

The Kuhai Monk finally smiled for the first time that day. He said slowly, "Benefactor has thought it through. There is no need for this old monk to say more."

Yu Xiang nodded and asked, "Is my brother safe?"

"One who survives a great disaster is bound to have good fortune later." The Kuhai Monk looked at the old lady and said with a smile, "His fortune is unparalleled, and his fate with Buddha is deep. He will bring prosperity to the husband, the family, and the six animals. This child can be a treasure to guard the house. Benefactor, you don't need to look elsewhere for this Taiyi Noble Person. Amitabha, good indeed, good indeed. "

The old lady stared blankly for a moment before revealing an expression of ecstasy. She repeatedly thanked the Kuhai. Kuhai smiled faintly and shook his head. He also said that if he found his junior brother Ku Hui, he would definitely order him to visit the old lady and treat her injured leg.

A treasure to guard the house? Me? The corner of Yu Xiang's mouth twitched when she heard this. However, she also understood that with the old monk's words, her days in Marquis Yongle would be even better. However, no matter how good her life was, she was only a foil to the female lead. She was destined to be a phoenix dancing in the nine heavens.