Chu Qingyan stood there for a while and wanted to walk away, but heard the familiar crisp tower bell.
She turned around and saw a virtual figure in a green monk's uniform, with green bamboo behind him, which made him tall and handsome.
"Master, long time no see." Chu Qingyan blessed him.
Although he wanted to persuade himself to enter Buddhism last time, he annoyed himself, but after all, he saved himself both times, and the grace of saving his life cannot be forgotten.
"Donor Chu, stay safe." Xu Jian walked step by step with a smile.
Although he wears a simple monk's uniform, it is made of the most precious Tianzhu silk. With every step, there is a low-key luster, just like his identity, hidden in the city, but unattainable.
"Master is also going to the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet?" Chu Qingyan followed him slowly towards the Imperial Garden.
"Yes." Some time ago, he entered the palace to recite sutras and chanting Buddha for Emperor Xixuan to drive away distracting thoughts, and Emperor Xixuan invited him into the palace. Originally, he did not participate in these mundane affairs, but when he thought that Chu Qingyan would be there, Then he also came down, not wanting to enter the palace, so he met her.
"How is the Chu donor recently?" Xu Jian asked with a smile.
Chu Qingyan spread her hands, "so-so, it's okay, but it's the master, how about you?"
"Reciting sutras, chanting Buddha, participating in Zen meditation, I have new thoughts and feelings every day, which are full and meaningful." Xu Jian looked at her with a smile.
Seeing his transparent eyes looking at him clearly again, Chu Qingyan quickly raised her hand, "Stop, stop, Master, you won't want to convince me to become a monk again, will you?"
"What's wrong with being a monk? It's better than wasting your time." He asked incredulously.
"Master, how can you see that I'm wasting my time? I live a very comfortable and fulfilling life every day." Chu Qingyan shrugged.
"Indeed, your footsteps are light, and it seems that you have learned light power." Xu Jian commented.
Chu Qingyan was surprised. He didn't expect that he could tell whether he learned martial arts just by looking at his eyes. He was simply too surprised.
"Master has a unique eye, you can see this, but then, why do you also participate in the banquet in the secular palace as a monk? Shouldn't you be meditating in a Buddhist temple, and understand the truth?" Chu Qingyan blinked at him .
Xu Jian knew that she did it on purpose, but it was not impossible for him to answer this question.
"A monk, born from the mortal world, and rejoined from the mortal world, as long as the state of mind is peaceful, it is the same everywhere."
Chu Qingyan nodded and felt that this was not without reason, but unfortunately, she did not want to be a family member.
"Then, Master, do you know how to tell fortunes? People say that eminent monks who have attained the Tao have eyes that penetrate the sky, and can see monsters and ghosts that the world cannot see, and see all the strange things in the world. Is that true?"
It was not because Chu Qingyan had never seen him smile before, but those smiles were always without joy or sadness, making people look like they were all the same, without emotion. She once thought that a smile It's just his decoration, and now she sees his smile, like a snow-white lotus blooming at the corner of his mouth, so noble, so fascinated.
Chi Chi Chi - Sure enough, people with good looks will make people feel pleasing to the eye, no matter what they do.
Seeing that Chu Qingyan's eyes kept falling on his face, Xu Jian retracted his smile, and after thinking for a while, he explained, "I am a disciple of Buddhism, except for a heart towards Buddha, I am no different from ordinary people. There is no magic power that reaches the sky, but the Chu donor seems to have misunderstood, the Buddhist disciples take saving people as their responsibility, not fortune-telling."
Chu Qingyan pursed her lips, and felt that what she had just asked was indeed a bit abrupt.
"It's just that sometimes we can see things you can't see, like, your future."
"My future?" Chu Qingyan's eyes widened, this person didn't say that he was also a layman, how did the painting style change so quickly, is he sure that he is not a magician
"Yes, it is precisely because you can see your future that the poor monk will save you and become a monk. If you are still obsessed and stay in the world, there will be a catastrophe in the future, harming yourself, and affecting the people around you." Xu Jian looked into her eyes, earnestly.
But when Xu Jian finished speaking, Chu Qingyan couldn't help covering her stomach and smiled, "Master, just now you said that Buddhist disciples are not fortune-tellers, why are your words so mysterious now, if you set up a booth, say to Fortune-telling is really like that!"
Xu Jian saw that she was laughing before and after, but she still said with a serious face, "Master Chu, monks don't lie."
Seeing that he was still unattainable from the mud and unstained, Chu Qingyan slowly stopped laughing and stood up straight. Although there was a smile in her eyes, she was faintly wise and intelligent.
"Master, have you ever heard that it's not accurate to calculate the fate, because fate cannot be calculated, once it is calculated, it will be affected by people's subjective consciousness and change its trajectory, so you said it just now, My fate has been changed, and—"
Chu Qingyan raised her head to look at the slightly surprised false view, and grinned with a confident smile on her lips, "I, Chu Qingyan, never believe in God, nor do I believe who can control my destiny, in the palm of man, there is life, marriage, and career. Three lines, people say that these three lines determine the fate of this life, but they are wrong. When we clench our fists, our fate is actually in our hands, so Master, those fates you call are not counted Yes, because my life is up to me."
Looking at the young girl in front of him, she was young but flashed with confidence that ordinary people don't have. Xu Jian felt that his heart was shocked. What she said was wrong, but he couldn't find the reason, so he could only watch her face. He waved his hand, and then walked into the imperial garden on his own.
Xu Jian slowly turned the bead in his hand, calming the impact of her words just now.
Destiny can't be counted
Is my life up to me
Xu Jian is a little confused, so is it wrong to save her to become a Buddha by yourself
Originally, she wanted to change her future destiny by saving her into Buddhism, but she told him that once the calculated destiny was not counted, did her participation change anything? For the first time in the virtual view, because of the incomprehension, I let myself fall into a daze.
He stepped forward, but the hand that turned the beads stopped at this moment, he frowned slightly, closed his eyes for a moment, and opened his eyes after a while.
Tonight, Xiao Xu has a disaster.
This catastrophe is inevitable.
Xu Jian's doubtful eyes have returned to clarity. Looking at the figure that had disappeared ahead, Xu Jian shook his head slightly, Xiao Xu's catastrophe was already doomed, and her life would be affected by it.
Thinking back to Chu Qingyan's bright eyes that were incomprehensible, he realized that since he couldn't change it, let's face the difficulty!
This is also his doom.