The abbot fiddled with the Buddhist beads in his hand, and he knew it in his heart, "Donor, Buddhism has its own meaning. There is a destiny in the origin and death of fate, and there is a certain number of things, so there is no need to force it."

"Are you persuading me to give up?"

"Since God has already arranged everyone's destiny, no matter whether you work hard or give up on the spot, the result will not change."

"Master, I still don't understand what I should do."

"Donor, the female donor just now has a sad face and a strong body. I believe she has encountered major events in life recently. Since you have regretted it, just help from the side. Don't force her to do anything, otherwise it will only increase her burden and will not be a good thing for you or her."

Fu Chengyuan smiled helplessly: "You can see it all."

"When I was talking to the two female donors just now, I saw you stop behind the screen wall. I didn't dare to show up and wanted to see her, but I also wanted to try to get closer to her. I'm afraid you two have had such complicated thoughts before."

Fu Chengyuan nodded slowly: "Yes."

"This Buddhist temple is quiet. If the donor feels confused, he can chant the scriptures here and sit quietly."

"Okay, thank you Master," Fu Chengyuan asked, "Master, what do I need to do if I want to offer three sea lanterns here?"

The abbot asked according to the usual rules: "Who is the donor's lamp for whom is supplied?"

"Provided it to my parents and the late grandmother." Fu Chengyuan mentioned his family and his voice eased a lot.

But the abbot looked at him thoughtfully and asked, "Are you only offering three lamps?"

His eyes were extremely transparent, and even made Fu Chengyuan feel illusioned that he was seen through, and he subconsciously asked: "With the master's opinion, how many lamps should I offer?"

"Four cups." The abbot closed his eyes and replied step by step, "As far as I see, the donor should offer one more cup."

He did not intend to persuade Fu Chengyuan to offer more sea lanterns, but was just saying the facts he saw. If Fu Chengyuan was unwilling, he would naturally not say more.

Fu Chengyuan stared at the sea lamp and looked again, Gu Yao's name flashed in his mind, and said in a deep voice: "I do have a deceased lover. I didn't expect that the master could even guess this, so add another one."

This temple looked ordinary, but I didn't expect such a master to be able to see that Fu Chengyuan's previous contempt for the temple was instantly fading away.

"No." The abbot shook his head gently, "If the donor wants to offer lamps, he will only care about his blood relatives. As for others, he is just a passerby."

If Shi Sangluo hadn't left yet, he would have found clues in his words, but she had been pulled away by Yu Jie.

When Fu Chengyuan saw that the abbot called Gu Yao a passerby, he was quite dissatisfied, but curiosity still prevailed.

"I have only three blood relatives who have passed away. If the other one is not my dear love, who would it be? Could it be that I still have relatives who are wandering away?"

Fu Chengyuan subconsciously raised his eyebrows and did not believe that there was such a possibility at all.

The abbot continued to bow his head and recite the Buddha's name. After a long time, he twisted the Buddhist beads and said, "The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. If the donor does not want to, it is okay to offer three cups."

When Fu Chengyuan heard this, he knew that it would be useless to continue asking questions. He looked at the two sea lanterns of Shi Sangluo and asked thoughtfully: "Just just now, the female donor had only one deceased relative, why did he light two sea lanterns?"

He remembered clearly that except for his mother, Shi Sangluo's family, there was only one father who died early, and she could not offer two lamps for no reason.

Fu Chengyuan inadvertently touched the edge of the secret and asked unwillingly: "Who is her lamp for?"

The abbot did not keep it in hiding again this time. He said firmly: "I can't tell the donor this yet. Offering sea lanterns is the freedom of pilgrims in the temple, and it is inconvenient for monks to interfere."

Seeing that he suddenly talked about privacy, Fu Chengyuan didn't ask any more questions, but just looked at the two sea lights seriously, trying to find clues from them.

The abbot stopped him from doing useless work and asked, "Can the donor still offer lights?"
Chapter completed!