C346 (1/2)
Jiuhua Temple.
Within the quiet meditation room, the monk with the red cassock, white beard, and holding a buddhist bead, looking like a fairy, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the person in front of him, and said, ”Amitabha, I wonder why Lian Xiang suddenly came to visit.”
Lian Yanqing took off the veil cap on his head and placed his palms together. He nodded and said, ”Master Fang, I came specifically to trouble you today to ask you to tell me your fate.”
”The prime minister has hurried over. I imagine this person must be an extremely important person. I wonder whose life is in this matter?”
Lian Yanqing presented Lian Xiangyue's birthday to her with both hands and said, ”Master Fang, it was my daughter, Xiyue's, life. Please help me, Master Fang.”
He opened the book and looked at the time of birth and so on. Suddenly, his expression tightened.
”How is it?” When Lian Yanqing saw the expression on Jiufang San's face change, he asked rather nervously.
”This old monk has seen the lives of countless people in his life, but I have never seen Eldest Miss with such a strange fate. How strange!” Jiufang Zi clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and recited the name of Amitabha.
Strange? Lian Yan Qing's heart skipped a beat as he said, ”Brother Fang, please speak. I am willing to listen in on the details!”
”This fatality shows that the young miss is most likely on the verge of death.”
”Did he have a narrow escape from death?” Lian Yan Qing was stunned. Yue'er had been fine all this time. How could she possibly have a narrow escape? Could she be talking about staying in the city for two months? However, this was not a narrow escape from death.
”Yes, he once experienced a life and death struggle, and finally achieved the rebirth of a phoenix. He was the reincarnation of Zi Wei Xing. He possessed an extremely, extremely valuable life, but there were also times when he was extremely weak … Weird! Weird! ”Weird!” The Lord of the Nine Directions said three strange things in succession.
”What else?” Even Yan Qing listened blankly, and continued to ask.
But as he spoke, he folded the word ”birthday” and refused to continue.
”Master Fang, please say a few more words.” Seeing this, Lian Yan Qing hurriedly walked forward and dragged out nine cubes as he spoke.
”Destiny must not be revealed!” ”Yes.” Jiufang Fang clasped his hands together and didn't say another word.
”Is that a blessing or a curse?” Lian Yanqing asked again.
”Amitabha, it's not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided. Don't worry, everything has its limits, anything is possible.”
Anything is possible?
When Lian Yan Qing and Jiuhua Temple came out, they were closely watching Lian Ru Yue's birth date. In their minds, they recalled what Jiufang San had said, ”Violet Star? A narrow escape from death? ”The phoenix is extremely fat and weak …”
How could a person's fate be so complicated?
When he recalled what Lian Shifei had just said, his heart grew heavy.
It was a good thing that the emperor had taken a liking to the Lian Family's direct daughter, but he couldn't immediately bring her into the palace for fear of an accident.