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The abbot's eyelids moved and then slowly opened, his cloudy eyes looking straight ahead.

Jiang Si was stunned for a moment, then she raised her hand and waved it in front of the abbot's eyes in astonishment.

The abbot looked kind and had a gentle smile on his face: "Donor, there is no need to test it with your hands. I really can't see you."

"There is always a price to pay for peeking into the secrets of heaven."

"And these eyes are the price I paid."

Jiang Si was speechless. After a moment, she asked curiously: "How did you know that I was testing with my hands just now?"

The abbot smiled: "Although I am blind, I can see everything in my heart."

Jiang Si thought it was magical, but then she thought that it was a magical thing that she could travel through time.

To put it nicely, it’s time travel, but to put it worse, it’s to reincarnate the dead.

Isn't it strange to say this?

She gathered her thoughts and said seriously: "Master, am I the person you are waiting for?"

The abbot nodded: "It is indeed you, the donor."

"Before I met the donor, I couldn't confirm who the person shown in the hexagram was, whether he was old or young, male or female. But after meeting the donor, I knew it was you, the donor."

Jiang Si leaned towards the abbot and saluted, and then slowly spoke: "I came to the abbot today for something very important."

After Jiang Si finished speaking, she took off the bead string on her wrist and handed it to the abbot: "Can you help me see if there is anything wrong with this bead string?"

"I've been in a trance a lot lately..."

She paused for a moment, then continued: "I can't control the anger in my heart."

The abbot took it, rubbed it with his skinny fingers, and then his face changed slightly: "Madam, where did you get these beads?"

Seeing the abbot's expression, Jiang Si immediately felt that there must be something wrong with the beads. She quickly said: "I was in a temple, and the master there gave it to me."

The abbot nodded thoughtfully: "That master is an eminent monk, and these beads are from the hands of an eminent monk."

"It's just a pity."

Jiang Si quickly asked: "Is there anything wrong?"

The abbot shook his head, with a look of regret on his face: "I'll do the divination first."

Jiang Si watched the abbot stand up and take the things over. Jiang Si didn't understand the art of divination at all. She saw the abbot holding the turtle shell in his hand and shaking it, and finally placed the copper coins inside.

His skinny hands touched each one, and then he clasped his hands together with a pious expression: "Amitabha."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Jiang Si: "That master has passed away."

"He has given great merit to you, the donor."

Jiang Si was startled and felt a little confused. She saw that the master was in good spirits that day. How could he disappear?

Is it really because of this string of Buddhist beads?

Jiang Si knelt down to the abbot devoutly and said respectfully, "Abbott, please clarify my doubts."

The abbot sighed slightly: "This string of beads is used to calm the soul."

"It shouldn't be harmful to you. It seems that the master saw something and gave this beads to you."

"The uncontrollable emotions you have have nothing to do with this prayer bead. Not only that, this prayer bead also helps you control it."

Having said this, the abbot stood up, walked to the room on one side, went in and took out a small knife, and then held the blade with his hand. A trace of blood appeared on the palm of the abbot's hand when the knife was drawn out.

He smeared the blood from his palm on the bracelet, and then handed it to Jiang Si: "Since the donor came to me today, it was destined."

"If you take it again, the situation like before won't happen."

"There's only so much I can do."

"The rest is up to the donor to figure out a solution."

After the blood was smeared on the bracelet, the host weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The whole person seemed to be extremely tired, and his energy seemed to have been drained all of a sudden.

He gasped and handed the beads to Jiang Si, and said with difficulty: "I know that the donor still has many doubts, but the secret must not be leaked."

"The donor will naturally know when the time comes."

"It's better for the donor to keep his heart."

After speaking, he sat down on the futon exhaustedly and waved his hand towards Jiang Si: "Donor, please leave now."

After saying that, she ignored Jiang Si and turned around, crossing her knees and clasping her hands together, as if she was in trance.

Jiang Si looked at the abbot, and then at the Buddhist beads that she took over. Strangely enough, it was clear that what she just saw was a lot of blood stained on the beads.

But now it is as smooth as ever, with no trace of blood at all, as if the blood has been absorbed by the beads.

No, that's not right!

It's not like it, it's just that it was absorbed by the beads.

She thought about it carefully. Just now, the abbot smeared the blood from his palm on each bead. Even if the abbot might accidentally rub the blood off, it was impossible to completely rub it off.

Not to mention that the blood was applied by the abbot himself, so how could he rub it off?

Jiang Si looked at the sitting abbot, and then at the Buddhist beads in his hand.

In the end, she had to put the beads on her wrist. She knew that even if she wanted to ask more questions, the abbot would not say anything.

What's more, she had just seen the abbot's exhausted look.

Jiang Si came out of the abbot's room and took Qiu Shuang out of Hening Temple.

She was a little anxious and wanted to go back quickly to check whether the master who gave her the beads was really dead.

She turned the beads on her wrist and recalled the abbot's words in her mind.

The function of this string of beads is to soothe the soul.

There will be no problem with her soul, it is definitely not hers, it belongs to others!

In other words, there are other souls in her body that need to be suppressed!

This absurd idea made Jiang Si shiver all over, but she couldn't help but think about it.

If it is really what she thinks, then whose extra soul belongs to her?

Someone else's? Still... belongs to the original owner!

Jiang Si felt like a ball of cotton threads tangled together in her mind, which she couldn't sort out, let alone where to start.

She had no choice but to shake her head and put all these things aside for the time being. Didn't the host say that she would know later.

After returning home, Zhou Jingxuan had already gone out. Jiang Si told the master's physical characteristics and asked An Yi to send someone to check.

The news came back from the capital on the third day.

When An Yi handed the news to Jiang Si, Jiang Si was a little uneasy.

When Jiang Si saw the words above, her hands and feet suddenly felt cold. At first, she still held on to a glimmer of hope, hoping that she was overthinking it.

But it is clearly written on it that the person who gave Jiang Si the beads that day was the uncle of the abbot of Qianfo Temple.

She has already passed away. Calculating the time, it was the second day after Jiang Si left Qianfo Temple.

How can there be such a coincidence in the world!

Jiang Si was deep in thought, and an urgent voice sounded from outside: "Madam, please come out and take a look. Something happened to the master!"

These words interrupted Jiang Si's thoughts. Jiang Si stood up suddenly and opened the door. It was An Er who came back.

An Er looked a little weird, as if he had eaten something.