The Yandere Came During the Night Chapter 26:
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Ever since Yu Xiang woke up from her dream and knelt in the Buddhist hall for a day and a night, the old lady felt that life had become difficult. Every day when she opened her eyes, she would ask if the northwest battlefield had sent battle reports to Beijing, and if the Marquis had sent any news.
The servants shook their heads.
The old lady turned to ask Yu Xiang what he had dreamed about. Yu Xiang just covered her chest and cried out in pain. The old lady was not sure whether it was true or false because of her miserable appearance, so she had to give up and hurried to see a doctor. .
More than half a month has passed since then. The old lady's attention was finally attracted by another thing - Monk Kuhai, the sacred monk of Zhenguo Temple, returned from his travels and set up a lottery box for those who were destined to meet him. He would leave for Tianzhu in as little as three to five days and as many as ten days. The country pays homage to Buddha.
Speaking of Monk Kuhai, he is truly one of the most legendary figures in the Han Dynasty. Seventy years ago, the founding emperor Shengzu was just a small Qianhu Hou. He was lucky enough to win the lottery of Monk Kuhai in Guangji Temple. The nine heavens and the five continents underground are the same two sentences.
The poem is not a good poem, but the words are good. Emperor Shengzu framed it and hung it in his room. It was not until the day he ascended the throne that he realized that this was what he had asked the monk Kuhai and refused to explain. His own destiny - ninety-five destiny, supreme in the world. No one could have imagined that a small Qianhu Hou would become the owner of this vast land in a few years.
After that, Guangji Temple was renamed Zhenguo Temple by an imperial edict issued by the emperor. Monk Kuhai’s Lotus King became a sacred object that everyone in the Han Dynasty flocked to. Now that seventy years have passed, Monk Kuhai still looks the same as before, as if time has forgotten him.
Because of all these, his status has become more transcendent and more desirable.
When the old lady got the news, she immediately sent someone to prepare a carriage to go to Zhenguo Temple.
"Tell me, girl, to put on some more clothes for Xiang'er. Don't catch cold on the road." She warned worriedly.
Mother Ma stood on the porch looking at the sky and said hesitantly, "Old madam, it's pouring rain outside, and the road may be muddy and difficult to walk on. We'd better go another day."
"You just have to go on the first day when the sutra altar opens, otherwise there will be more and more people in the future and you won't be able to squeeze in. The Crown Princess will definitely go there today, so it's convenient to lend her a hand." The old lady waved her hand. .
Mama Ma had no choice but to run to the west wing in the heavy rain and ask Yu Xiang to prepare quickly. It was also strange. The heavy rain was so powerful that he wished that all the water in the Nine Heavens had been poured out. As soon as Yu Xiang had finished preparing himself, when he looked out the door, the rain stopped, and a beam of golden sunshine pierced the clouds and fell. The top of her head made her already fair face look like chalcedony soaked in a thousand-year cold pool, pure and holy, and the floating dust around her added a bit of agility.
Mama Ma stood there and stared at her for a long time. It was not until Yu Xiang raised her eyebrows strangely that she came to her senses and hurriedly pushed her out.
When the grandfather and grandson arrived at Zhenguo Temple, they saw that the princess's carriage had been parked outside the door. Many guards were patrolling around with swords and halberds. When they saw people waiting, they stepped forward to evict her.
Yu Pinyan is currently fighting in the northwest. If he comes back victorious, he may inherit the mantle of the old Yongle Marquis and become a hussar general, commanding millions of troops. He is the prince's most trusted subordinate and the one he relies on most for help. When it comes to personal relationships, he is as good as his direct brothers. Because of this relationship, as soon as the old lady handed over the message, the Crown Princess sent someone to greet her, which made the ladies who had no way to get in the door turn red with jealousy.
The group of people greeted each other and sat down to chat with each other.
"Can the Crown Princess win the lottery?" the old lady asked curiously.
"No, among the hundred and ten people who came with me today, not one of them won the lottery. It can be seen that they have no chance to meet Master Kuhai. They prayed in the main hall and listened to the scriptures, and then went back after an hour." The Crown Princess shook her head. wry smile.
Monk Kuhai is a divine monk of the Han Dynasty. Anyone who has the word "god" on his face has an element of unruliness lurking in his bones. Everything he does or speaks depends on his personal preference. Monk Kuhai's facial recognition is extremely accurate, and he can determine the future of life and death, but it is not calculated by everyone, and he also pays attention to a predestined method.
He asked the craftsman to build a huge rotatable lottery tube, which was divided into upper and lower layers with a partition in the middle. It could accommodate a total of 50,000 lottery tickets. The person asking for lots turns the tube and pulls out the partition in the middle. When all the lots fall to the bottom, he bends down and picks up one at will. If the person you draw is the King of Lots, it means that the person asking for the lot is destined to be a monk in the sea of suffering, and he will talk to you. No matter what you ask, you can get the answer from him.
Fifty thousand lots, one chance. Seventy years after the founding of the Han Dynasty, only the Holy Ancestor Emperor was lucky enough to win the lottery. In this way, every time Monk Kuhai returns to Beijing to meditate, there are waves of people coming to Zhenguo Temple to ask for signatures, wishing they could flatten all the mountains. The first few days were naturally reserved for the royal family, and the next few days it was the turn of the nobles. If civilians wanted to enter, they had to wait until all the dignitaries in the capital had been there.
The old lady and the Crown Princess sighed for a while. Seeing that the Crown Princess and the Queen's family members had already been smoked, they took Yu Xiang over.
"I'm responsible for spinning the wheel, and you're responsible for picking up the lots. When the lots rain down, don't be hesitant, just pick up the ones you like. Whether you see or not see each other depends on fate, don't expect too much. ." The old lady warned softly.
Yu Xiang nodded in agreement.
The two of them clasped their hands together and secretly recited the words "Bodhisattva's blessing". The Crown Princess and a group of ladies stood aside and waited eagerly.
The lottery tube was very heavy. The old lady was sweating after only turning it twice. She struggled to turn it three times before pulling out the partition. There was a crunching sound, and thin sticks made of bamboo strips fell like raindrops. A young novice monk stretched out his hand and said, "Please be sure to choose one within two breaths. If you choose one after two breaths, you will have no luck with the master."
Choose one within two interest rates, there is really no possibility of cheating. Yu Xiang didn't wait for all the bamboo sticks to fall, then reached out and fished one out of the air and handed it to the little novice monk.
The little novice monk was still smiling at first. When he saw the word "Lot King" carved in Sanskrit on the bamboo strips, his expression immediately changed. He ran towards the backyard in a panic, shouting as he ran, "Master, someone has won the lottery. Got it!"
As soon as these words came out, the hall suddenly became boiling. The old lady came with the mentality of giving it a try and never thought that she would win. Now she was dumbfounded. She looked at the lottery tube and Yu Xiang for a while, feeling quite top-heavy, as if she was in a dream.
The Crown Princess stared at Yu Xiang attentively, and thought to herself: The concubine of the Yongle Marquis Mansion is really a spiritual person. Yongle Marquis’s family is all blessed, and the strange way can make the prince die twice. escape.
Because this lottery is only about whether you can meet the monk Kuhai, not a destiny lottery. The person who wins the lottery can only say that he is lucky and has a predestined relationship with Kuhai, but the malicious and slanderous rumors cannot be spread. The old lady chatted for a while with the ladies who came to congratulate her by patting Yu Xiang and wishing her good luck, and then walked into the back hall under the leadership of a monk.
Several novice monks gathered around and placed the fallen bamboo sticks back on the upper level.
Monk Kuhai's Zen room is very simple, a small single room of only 20 square meters. There is nothing else in it except a futon and a table. There is a small courtyard outside, where a bodhi tree is planted and a lotus pond is dug. It is simple but simple. atmosphere.
The old lady held her breath, walked slowly, came to the door of the Zen room, and said hesitantly, "Xiang'er, can you wait outside the courtyard for a while, the ancestors have something to say to the master alone."
Yu Xiang was an outsider, and when he wanted to meet a **** like Ku Hai, he felt a little anxious, so he nodded in agreement. Her heart had been dug out and her body was in the hands of her mother. In order to conceal the truth, she must have been cremated in a hurry. Even if she could go back, would she still be Yu Xiang? Can I still see that person?
She was confused for a moment.
Seventy years have passed since the founding of the Han Dynasty. What was the sea of suffering seventy years ago and what it is still like today. The eyebrows and beard are white with frost, and there is not one more frown on the face. Not one missing line was missing, and his eyes were as deep as the sea. When he met the old lady, he recited a Buddhist sentence and extended his hand to invite her to sit down.
"May I ask the donor for any advice?"
"Master, please help me look at these two horoscopes." The old lady took out two pieces of paper from her sleeve pocket and spread them out on the table.
Monk Kuhai nodded, looked at it carefully for a moment, then pointed to one of the pictures and said, "Yin evil, lonely and lonely, superimposed stars, punishment of father and mother, punishment of husband and son, six relatives and domestic animals, no one is spared, both Even if a noble person interprets the stars, there is nothing he can do."
The old lady had been mentally prepared for a long time, and her face turned pale after hearing these words.
Monk Kuhai ignored her and pointed to another one and continued, "The parents are not close, the earthly branches are not punished and harm each other, the female is martial, the male is aggressive, and the sound of the sword will not lead to a happy ending."
"No, it's not going to end well?" The old lady swayed, as if she was about to faint, and Mother Ma quickly stepped forward to help her.
Monk Kuhai glanced at her, and then said, "The fates of these two people are in conflict. If they are husband and wife, the family will have no peace and disaster will continue. If they are brothers and sisters, they will fight each other and cannot coexist."
The old lady became more and more dizzy and said in a trembling voice, "If you don't die well, there is no way to change your life? How can it be that you don't die well?" As for the conflicting fates, she had no time to think deeply about it.
Monk Kuhai closed his eyes and calculated, and suddenly let out a sigh.
The old lady rushed over and asked urgently, "Master, is there any way?"
"It was an unsolvable destiny, but the noble Taiyi suddenly appeared. How good it is." Monk Kuhai clasped his hands together and sighed, "This person just passed through a life and death disaster a few days ago. I think the noble Taiyi is already by his side. Donor can rest assured."
"Who is this noble Taiyi?" The old lady was exhausted, but she still wanted to find out.
"It's far away in the horizon, but so close before our eyes." After saying this, he stood up and walked towards Yu Xiang under the bodhi tree, with brilliant eyes.
It is clear that he has the body of a child, but retains the soul of another world. The left eye is fierce, the right eye is indifferent, and the center of the eyebrows is filled with powerful golden Buddha light. The canopy covers the top, and the luck is unparalleled. This was the only person he had ever seen in his life who had such a profound connection with Buddha.
"Amitabha..." Monk Kuhai clasped his hands together and was about to speak.
Yu Xiang Qianbai said, "If you want to ask me where I come from and where I am going, I will tell you where I come from and where I am going. If you want to ask me what I think, I will tell you that when I have no delusions, my whole mind is one. In the Buddha's Kingdom, when you have delusions, your whole mind is a hell. I have delusions, so I would rather be in hell." So there is no need to pity me or save me. Since I have made up my mind to hold on to the only thing I can hold on to, I will not I will no longer look forward to the uncertain future, or should I say, the past.
She exhaled into the pond full of lotus leaves, feeling as bright as ever.
Monk Kuhai finally showed his first smile of the day and said slowly, "The donor has a clear mind and doesn't need to say anything."
Yu Xiang nodded and asked, "Is my brother still safe?"
"If you survive a catastrophe, you will have good fortune in the future." Monk Kuhai looked at the old lady and said with a smile, "Unparalleled good fortune, deep connection with Buddhism, a prosperous husband, a prosperous family and six animals, this son can be the treasure of the house. This wife My dear fellow, there is no need to look elsewhere for a donor. Amitabha, that is so good."
The old lady was stunned for a moment before she showed a look of ecstasy and thanked Kuhai profusely. Ku Hai smiled lightly and shook his head, and added that if he found his junior monk Ku Hui, he would order him to visit the female donor to treat her injured leg.
The treasure of the town house? me? Yu Xiang's mouth twitched when she heard it, but she also understood that with the old monk's words, her life in Yongle Marquis Mansion would be better. But no matter how good your life is, it is just a foil for the heroine, who is destined to live in a phoenix dance for nine days.
When the heroine returns home, all fate will begin to change. Nothing can be said for sure now. Thinking of this, Yu Xiang's eyes leaked out a trace of anger. It seems that she can no longer be as indifferent as before, because she has something that she cannot lose no matter what.