As soon as the young novice monk left, Shi Chunfen quickly asked: "Do you know that abbot?"
Chu Ling shook his head, "I heard a little bit."
Shi Chunquin's eyes widened, "Then you are so confident that he will come out to see you?"
Chu Ling shrugged, "I'm not confident, but I can't lose my momentum."
Shi Chunfen was speechless. Why did she feel more and more that the uncle was a rotten and bad man?
Not long after the young novice monk entered, he walked out quickly. When he came out, he had a strange expression, and his eyes towards Chu Ling became complicated. He walked up to Chu Ling and saluted him, "This donor
, my master invites you to go in and see him."
Chu Ling raised his eyebrows, turned around and glanced at Shi Chunquin, and said bluntly: "I must stay with my wife."
The young novice monk was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the Spring Equinox, wondering: "Master doesn't see the female guest."
Chu Ling raised his eyebrows in a funny way, "You said the same thing before."
At first he said he wouldn't see any guests, but now he says he can't see any female guests. This master abbot is so casual.
The young novice also realized that he had made a mistake and scratched his head in embarrassment, "It's true this time. Master has never seen a female guest since I entered the temple."
"Today you can break this tradition." Chu Ling insisted.
The little novice monk looked at him blankly, then turned around in compromise after a while, "I'll ask the master again."
It wasn't until he left that Shi Chunfen said, "Actually, I can just wait for you here." The abbots of many temples are accomplished monks, so it's not surprising that they would be taboo when meeting guests.
Chu Ling shook his head, "I don't worry about you being here alone."
Because they wanted to be alone with Shi Chun Equinox, the two of them did not bring any entourage. If they separated like this, if something happened to Shi Chun Equinox, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
Shi Chunfen wanted to say that she was not that delicate, but when she saw Chu Ling's serious eyes, she swallowed her words again.
The young novice monk came back after a long time. Just when Chu Ling was getting a little impatient, he finally came back with good news, "The abbot has agreed to meet with you. Please come with me."
Chu Ling and Shi Chunfen looked at each other, and they followed him toward the inner hall.
On the way to see the abbot, Shi Chunquin couldn't help but said: "Why do you think the abbot suddenly changed his mind and wanted to see us two?"
She had never met before, but suddenly made an exception for Chu Ling. It was hard not to make her think too much.
Chu Ling looked calm, "You'll know when you see him."
His martial arts is the best in Liuzhou, so he is not afraid of anything strange in this temple. As long as Shi Chunquin follows him closely, he has nothing to fear.
The two of them walked through the mountain trails and were soon brought to a bamboo house. The young novice knocked on the bamboo door, then turned to them and said: "Please go in, the master is already waiting for you inside."
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The two nodded slightly and opened the door one after another and walked into the bamboo house.
In the bamboo house, there was indeed an old monk wearing coarse linen clothes sitting upright, quietly waiting for their arrival. What surprised them was that the old monk covered his eyes with a black cloth and seemed to have no intention of facing them directly. When he heard
They came in and there was no response.
Chu Ling narrowed his eyes, subconsciously protected Shi Chunquin behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Junior Chu Ling of Liuzhou, bring your wife to pay homage to the abbot."
Hearing his voice, the old monk finally reacted. He turned to Chu Ling, and his voice was extremely hoarse when he spoke, "Young Master has a noble voice. He is destined to be a general. He will have a smooth life. Unfortunately, he is destined to have two great catastrophes."
, if you can’t survive it, not only will you die without a complete body, but it will also bring disaster to your family.”
Shi Chunfen's expression changed when he heard this, and he couldn't help but hold Chu Ling's arm tightly.
Chu Ling patted the back of her hand and said coldly: "It's a smooth life, but where does the disaster come from? Isn't the abbot contradicting himself?"
The old monk burst out laughing, perhaps laughing too fast, and ended up coughing, "Young Master, you may not believe it, but you and I will only see each other by chance. As long as you are willing, you can pretend that you have never heard of this."
Just a few words, and continue to live this life step by step, and even old age will be powerless to stop it."
Chu Ling's face darkened, he held Shi Chunfen and turned around to leave.
But Spring Equinox grabbed him, turned around eagerly, and asked the old monk: "Abbott's words are serious. Since we have a one-sided relationship, how can we not save him in the face of death? Please give me some advice and save my husband."
"As she said that, she suddenly took a few steps forward, knelt in front of the old monk, and kowtowed to him three times.
Chu Ling pursed his lips and watched her movements coldly, but his eyes towards the old monk showed a sharp edge.
The old monk's eyes were covered with black cloth, so he should not be able to notice his gaze, but he suddenly raised his head and accurately met Chu Ling's eyes.
Even though Chu Ling recognized him as a magic stick, he was slightly startled at this moment, and then narrowed his eyes.
There seemed to be an undercurrent in the air, flowing silently and causing countless splashes of water.
When he finished prostrating himself at the spring equinox, the old monk finally changed the direction of his face and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, Madam, is still discerning and knows that this old man is not just talking nonsense."
Shi Chunfen raised his head and looked at him sincerely, "May I ask the abbot when those two great catastrophes occurred? Is there any way to resolve them?"
The old monk shook his head and said, "The secret must not be revealed."
Chu Ling sneered and said sarcastically: "Listening to your words is like listening to your words."
Shi Chun Equinox also slumped down, kneeling on the spot with some disappointment, and didn't speak for a long time.
The old monk obviously didn't want to say more than this. He was silent for a while and then said: "For the sake of your wife kowtowing to me three times just now, I will tell you a little more." He raised his face slightly,
Facing Chu Ling, he said with a faint smile: "If you want to survive the two great catastrophes in your life, the young master must rely on two women. One woman is undoubtedly your wife, and the other..." He heyed twice and sold.
A question arose, "I'm sorry I can't reveal it."
When these words came out, Chu Ling's heart sank, and he subconsciously looked at the Spring Equinox.
Sure enough, she raised her head with excitement and looked directly at the old monk, "So, it is very likely that my husband can survive these two catastrophes?"
The old monk nodded, then shook his head, "As long as he meets the two women he is destined for, he will be able to survive it easily, but if he does not meet him, he may not be able to escape this disaster."
The smile on Shi Chunfen's face froze instantly, and his whole body became heavy again.
In this way, Chu Ling may still be in danger.
Chu Ling couldn't bear it any longer and stepped forward to pull her up. "What is destiny? I think he is obviously talking nonsense. If a person can really predict destiny, why can't he predict when he will die?"