Quick travel life mentor system

Chapter 594 The Goddess Advent ([-])

Mu Yao rode a donkey up the mountain, walking all the way, she couldn't help feeling a little strange.

It stands to reason that women seldom show their faces in public, so there should be more men than women who come to offer incense, but looking at it this way, women accounted for more than [-]%, which is really amazing.

She was wondering, but she didn't ask, and she might not be able to get a serious answer if she asked, maybe the White Horse Temple begging for a child and marriage is very effective?

Thinking of this, she had already arrived at the gate of the temple, tied up the little donkey, and walked into the main hall.

As soon as she entered the door, Mu Yao probably knew why there were so many female pilgrims in the White Horse Temple.

"Master, I can't eat well and can't sleep recently, can you see if I'm bewitched?"

"Master, I think I'm being entangled by monsters, Master, please save me!"

"Master, I come to this White Horse Temple every day to seek marriage. Does Master know where my marriage is?"

"Grandmaster……"

"Grandmaster……"

Mu Yao could only see a shiny bald head among the women. He was a monk, and he looked quite famous. After all, so many people came to him. As for the facial features... Mu Yao couldn't say, In the past 14 years, she has seen only herself, that dead old man, who has no basic aesthetics at all, and does not know whether he is good-looking. Although the picture book she often reads has written about what those good-looking men look like, but Mu Yao can't match the number, and most of the pictures are not realistic enough.

But she saw that so many women were pestering the monk, so they should belong to the particularly good-looking category, right?perhaps……

Mu Yao came to ask for solutions, not to see people. After burning three sticks of incense respectfully, Mu Yao asked the little novice monk.

"Little master, excuse me, among the monks here, who is the best at fortune-telling?" This question is a bit inappropriate. Fortune-telling is a Taoist way of doing the same thing, but you can't ask this way.

But the other party didn't say anything, the little novice pointed to the monks in the crowd, "Amitabha, brother Guangchenzi is the most effective."

Mu Yao looked back at the pile of people on the third floor and the third floor, and felt that one was bigger than the other, but she was bound to ask for an answer today, and she could wait when the crowd dispersed.

"Thank you little master, that... my little donkey is still tied outside the door, I think I may have to wait for a while before I can leave, can I trouble little master to take care of it for me."

"Yes, donator, please rest assured."

This is really a real wait, Mu Yao stood not far away, leaning on the pillars of the main hall, staring at the group of people.

Those women, either shy, excited, reserved, or straightforward, were all blushing, obviously in love with spring.

And Guang Chenzi, who was surrounded in the middle, kept a straight face from the beginning to the end, except for the occasional frown, there was basically no other expression, and it was thanks to those women who were able to persevere in jumping up.

Mu Yao always felt that she had seen this Guang Chenzi somewhere, but she couldn't remember.

Mu Yao waited for a whole day, until it was getting late, the crowd finally dispersed, Mu Yao hurried forward, "Master."

In fact, she didn't know what to call it, but those people called it that, and she was right to call it.

Seeing her, Guang Chenzi saluted, "The poor monk has seen Princess Seven."

Mu Yao almost ran away immediately, "Master Da Da Da, you you you you..." She really wanted to show a calm look, but the conditions did not allow, she almost bit her own tongue when she opened her mouth.

"Amitabha, the Seventh Princess doesn't need to worry. In the past, the poor monk won't talk too much because of the kindness of the Seventh Princess' meal."

Mu Yao can be regarded as remembering, the imperial city, the restaurant, the monk in white! "It's you... Thank you, master, what... I came here today to ask something, dead... Uh... my master, that is, the national teacher, he said that when I was 14 years old, there would be a catastrophe. What happened?" It's about life and death, but you don't want to say more, and every time you use "the secret of the heavens must not be leaked" to perfuse me, this time I come here, I hope the master can clarify my doubts."

Guang Chenzi was silent when he heard the words, Mu Yao waited for a long time, and finally he said, "Buddha said, don't say anything."

Isn't this another version of "Secrets must not be leaked"!Mu Yao had the urge to hit someone, but she still held back, "Master, I came here on purpose this time just to have an answer. You can't be so perfunctory like my master, right?"

Guangchenzi just frowned slightly, "Amitabha..."

Say goodbye to Amitabha!Finally, Mu Yao couldn't help but rolled her eyes, "Master, if you don't tell me, I'll stay here and not leave!"

Guang Chenzi looked at her for a long time, then sighed, "Since it is a catastrophe, it cannot be avoided. Why should the Seventh Princess care so much? Let nature take its course."

"I don't!" Mu Yao was furious, "I want to know, tell me, how can you tell me?"

"Amitabha……"

Why is this person more annoying than a dead old man!Mu Yao simply put her hands on her hips, "I always keep what I say, if you don't tell me, then I won't leave!"

Guangchenzi couldn't talk to her, so he had to ask the little novice to tidy up a hut for her and come out.

Mu Yao really stayed here, sleeping until the sun rose three poles every day, practicing fairy art and body skills, eating fast food, and pestering Guang Chenzi in the afternoon, but the other party was like a gourd with its mouth sawn off, nothing explain.

After so many days, Mu Yao suddenly realized that Guang Chenzi is the most effective, and not the only one who can spy on the secrets of heaven, so why not just ask someone else?

Thinking of this, she simply approached Guangchenzi's master, Master Daoyuan, the abbot of Bailong Temple.

"Master, please, I really want to know!"

Compared with his apprentice, Master Daoyuan is much more gentle and kind, "Why does the little benefactor have to know?"

"I have been trapped by this matter for 14 years, 14 years! In these 14 years, except for the dead old man, I have never seen half a living person! Anyone else would want to know?"

Master Daoyuan laughed, "Forget it, the poor monk can only tell the little benefactor that your calamity is a calamity of love, no matter how many, the poor monk can't tell!"

"Love robbery?"

It is said in the picture book that if a man and a woman love each other, or the law of heaven does not allow it, or their parents obstruct it, at least one of them must die in the end.

Mu Yao was a little distressed. It wasn't that she couldn't imagine the other person's appearance, but she couldn't imagine that she would like someone at all, which was so strange.

With this answer, Mu Yao was already very satisfied. Leading the little donkey who was hungry and thin because of lack of fine feed, Mu Yao left the White Horse Temple and set off for the next place.

And not long after she went down the mountain, Guangchenzi was called to the Zen room by Master Daoyuan.

"Master."

"Amitabha... Guangchenzi, she has already left, you should go down the mountain too, you are her calamity, and she is your calamity too, you can't escape, go."

"...Yes, Master."

　I see that many people write that they live in some kind of wing Zen room in the temple. In fact, the place where laymen and pilgrims live is called a hut, and the place where monks and nuns live is called a Zen room.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)