After breaking off the engagement, she became the CEO's favorite

This is a small temple located in a residential area. It is dedicated to Guan Yu and is very popular. The strong aroma of incense can be smelled from afar.

It was a hot summer day and there were not many pilgrims visiting. Only the management staff were sitting lazily in the shadow by the door.

He didn't even raise his eyelids when the two of them walked in.

After passing through the gate, there is a patio with an incense burner, and the doors of the houses on three sides are open.

At the front is the main hall dedicated to Guan Yu. On the left seems to be a place selling incense. On the right is a dark room with a sign hanging on the door that reads "Fortune Interpretation Office".

Lu Ranran followed Shen Xiling into the front room.

When Lu Ranran saw Lord Guan behind the altar, she let out a small "eh".

"What's wrong? Are you feeling bad again?"

Before Lu Ranran could reply, Shen Xiling's slender fingers gently touched Lu Ranran's cheek, like a dragonfly touching the water.

"...It doesn't seem to be heatstroke..." Shen Xiling touched his face and said to himself.

Lu Ranran found it funny and explained softly:

"No, I just feel like I've seen this statue somewhere before..."

Shen Xiling raised an eyebrow meaningfully.

"That's normal," he said, shaking his head pretentiously. "According to Zen Buddhism, the Buddha is in our hearts."

"Don't lie in front of Master Guan, there is no Zen here."

After some banter, both of them laughed and the atmosphere became a lot more relaxed.

Shen Xiling took Lu Ranran around the altar and walked to a corner of the room.

There was a vending machine-like device in the corner of the room.

When I got closer, I found a piece of red paper on the glass screen, with a few large characters written in black ink:

Self-service signature machine.

Lu Ranran was stunned in astonishment. What kind of modern temple is this? !

Shen Xiling smiled without saying anything, but took out his cell phone and scanned a corner.

"Come on, ask whatever you want to ask." As he said this, he handed the phone with the payment interface to Lu Ranran.

Lu Ranran was a little flustered, "I, why don't I do it myself——"

"The password is."

"?"

Lu Ranran suddenly began to doubt her ears.

Shen Xiling raised his chin with a normal expression and encouraged:

"Try it."

So, Lu Ranran, who had not yet recovered from the string of homophonic digital passwords, hurriedly entered the payment password under Shen Xiling's "urging".

The moment the payment was successful, the originally silent lottery machine suddenly played cheerful music, and a string of red lights ran around the outline of the machine as quickly as a bug.

A strange puppet appeared in the glass cover in the center. It swayed up and down, accompanied by "ayah-aya" sound effects, giving a terrifying feeling like a shaman dance.

Soon, the puppet "spit out" a round plastic ball. With a "click", the light of the lottery machine went out and everything returned to silence.

Everything is difficult to judge.

But Lu Ranran knew that Shen Xiling was worried about her mood, so he took an unconventional approach.

So she controlled her emotions, bent over, took out the plastic ball, and unfolded the folded signature.

"Hey, it's Shangshang."

No matter what, it is always a pleasure to draw a good fortune.

The fortune was a simple seven-character poem:

You have asked me what is in my heart, so I should tell you. My mind is as bright as a mirror, just like the bright moon in the sky.

Lu Ranran's heart moved, and she handed the lottery ticket to Shen Xiling.

"What does it mean?"

Shen Xiling did not answer directly.

He stretched out his hand and lightly held Lu Ranran's slender wrist, then led her out of the main hall and walked towards the "lottery interpretation room" on the side.

There was no one in the lottery room.

But Shen Xiling didn't seem to be interested in that.

The fortune-telling room is a very small square room. Apart from a set of tables and chairs by the door and some introductory texts and pictures on the wall, there is nothing worth mentioning.

Shen Xiling led Lu Ranran to stop in front of a wall.

He loosened his hand and pointed to a group photo on the wall.

"Look, Uncle Lu is here."

"I don't know what Aunt An Ning was writing before. She was in a bad mood and her thoughts were blocked. She seemed to want to give up at one point."

"Uncle Lu wanted to make her feel at ease, so he thought that simple persuasion would be ineffective, so he decided to seek help from outside forces."

"In order to become the fortune-teller here and help Aunt An Ning interpret the fortunes, he seems to have been a volunteer for nearly a year, and every time he dresses up as this old man--"

Shen Xiling turned around and glanced at Lu Ranran.

But he found that Lu Ranran was staring at the photo on the wall with her eyes wide open and her mouth open in surprise.

"What's wrong?"

After seeing this photo, Lu Ranran remembered where the familiar feeling she had when she saw the statue of Guan Erye just now came from.

Isn't this the statue that a group of people worshipped in the wilderness on the day of the opening ceremony? !

Lu Ranran suddenly ran out the door, and before Shen Xiling could react, she ran back.

I wish I could stick it to the wall so I could see through the person in the photo.

Shen Xiling pulled the person to his side and asked again seriously.

"What's wrong?"

Lu Ranran stared at Shen Xiling blankly.

"...I think I've seen this person before."

"?" Shen Xiling's frown deepened.

"It's what I told you before, in Lishui Temple—"

"Are you here to interpret the fortune?" A deep voice interrupted their conversation.

When I turned around, I saw an old man wearing a tattered gray Taoist robe and a beard.

He held a toothpick in his mouth, stretched, walked to the back of the table, and pulled out the folding stool with a creaky sound.

"Aren't you going to interpret the fortune? Why don't you come over here!"

Lu Ranran and Shen Xiling looked at each other.

Afterwards, Lu Ranran came to the old man holding the plastic ball she had just drawn.

The old man took the fortune stick, placed it about thirty centimeters away from his eyes, squinted his eyes, and muttered something.

"What do you want to ask?"

Lu Ranran was originally tricked by Shen Xiling into coming here to ask for divination. For a moment, she herself didn't know what to ask -

Wait!

Lu Ranran thought of Lu Boyuan's figure in the photo.

Could the "ghost" seen during worship be Lu Boyuan? Why did he appear?

Thinking of this, Lu Ranran asked cautiously:

"I want to ask——"

"You don't have to say it out loud. Just recite it in your mind. It won't work if you say it out loud."

Although Lu Ranran hesitated, she finally nodded.

The old man stroked his beard and thought for a while, then said slowly:

"You shouldn't ask me this."

"Look at what the fortune says, 'a clear mind like a mirror'. Doesn't that mean you know the answer to this question yourself?"

Lu Ranran was totally confused.

The old man said again:

"But since you're asking, you must be confused."

"Well, let me put it this way. The answer to this question is very simple. There is common sense in everything."

"Just like when you are hungry you need to eat, when you are thirsty you need to drink water. Parents love their children, men and women love each other. Revenge when revenge is needed, repay kindness when kindness is needed, and so on."

"What category do you think your problem falls into?"