The eldest lady is both a doctor and a warrior, they love her so much

The White Horse Temple was indeed a temple occupying a hilltop. Even though they walked from the back, it took them about half an hour until they arrived in front of an arched door.

"The abbot is resting in the temple now. I will take you there."

"You took us over to see Master Kong?"

"Yes."

Passing through the archway, Hua Xin immediately noticed two towering ancient trees, which were intertwined and entangled with each other, and were hung with red silk, as well as many colorful ribbons and lanterns for praying.

The lively atmosphere was overwhelming, and many men and women gathered under the tree, praying to God for a good marriage.

"Seeking marriage?"

Hua Xin asked curiously.

Huiming, who was leading the way, turned around and replied, "This is the marriage tree. It can indeed be used to pray for marriage."

Ye Lansheng asked in a low voice: "Would you like to come over and pray for marriage later?"

Hua Xin waved her hands and said, "No, my marriage is in my own hands. What's the point of begging for it?"

"Sister Xin is right. Marriage depends on yourself. You don't need to ask for it."

After passing the marriage tree, what comes into view is a huge incense burner. The incense burner is burning brightly, and the smoke is curling up. There is a fragrance in the air, which is a bit choking if you smell it too much.

Hua Xin could only quicken her pace and follow, wishing she could get there faster.

After passing through another archway, it was relatively quiet here. The row of rooms looked exactly the same and I didn't know how the monks living here could distinguish them.

"Two donors, we have arrived at the abbot's residence. Please come in!"

"Excuse me."

Ye Lansheng nodded slightly and walked in first.

I didn’t expect that there was a whole new world inside the inconspicuous door.

This is Master Liaokong’s abbot’s room.

There are three floors in total.

The first floor is used for exchanging musical instruments, chess, calligraphy and painting, the second floor is used for sharing Zen tea, and the third floor is Master Liaokong’s dormitory.

The furnishings are simple and clear, and you can see everything at a glance.

"We are honored to have distinguished guests here. We are here to greet you, both donors." An old but loud voice sounded.

Hua Xin saw an old monk with a kind smile coming down the stairs.

He walked towards them with steady steps, restrained breathing, white beard and eyebrows, wearing a golden robe and holding a string of bodhi beads.

"Hello, Master Liaokong."

Hua Xin found that he looked familiar and confirmed once again that it was indeed him who performed the ritual for her soul-reincarnation that night. It was indeed a bit strange to meet him again now.

"Donor, you look very well. Since you are here, why not burn incense and draw a lot?"

"Burning incense? Drawing lots? Where?"

"Please follow me, my two benefactors."

As he was talking, he went upstairs again, but when he turned to the second floor, he did not stop, but went to a meditation room on the third floor, where there was a golden Buddha statue.

Hua Xin looked at the incense burner in front of the Buddha statue and the fortune stick box next to the incense burner. She always felt that Master Liaokong was waiting for her here.

She lit the incense respectfully, and after that she did not hesitate. She picked up the stick box beside her with her little hands and knelt on the mat.

The sticks collided with each other with a "swish" sound, and for a moment not a single stick fell out.

Hua Xin was a little nervous, thinking maybe she wouldn’t be able to shake it out?

If she can't shake it out, can she just pull one out?

Thinking so, she did so.

She just reached her little hand into the stick tube, took out a stick directly, shook it and handed it to Master Kong.

Ye Lansheng, who had been looking at Hua Xin, was speechless. How could anyone draw lots like this? But then he thought about it and realized that this was something Hua Xin would do.

Master Lekong took the lot happily, but soon he showed surprise on his face. Then he looked at Hua Xin with a different look in his eyes.

"What is this lot asking for, donor?"

"Marriage."

"Are you sure you are asking for a marriage?" Master Liaokong rarely had doubts, but now facing Hua Xin's fortune, he was a little more hesitant, because this fortune said... there was no answer.

"No solution? What do you mean?" Ye Lansheng was the first to speak.

"Ah? Master Liaokong, are you saying that I don't have a marriage destiny?"

Master Liaokong was still looking at Hua Xin, and as he looked, his previous amiable expression returned to normal. He moved the Buddhist beads in his hand, said "Amitabha", and returned the lot to Hua Xin.

Ye Lansheng glanced at the lot in Hua Xin's hand and was slightly surprised. It was actually an excellent lot, but why did it say that there was no solution to marriage?

He didn't understand, and Hua Xin didn't understand even more.

I hadn't intended to really find out the reason. Could it be that she was attracted by too many things and therefore had no answer?

Forget it, forget it. It’s your own decision about your own marriage. Why should you let a lot lead you by the nose?

"If there is no solution, then there is no solution!" Hua Xin stuffed the sticks back into the stick holder, as if she had let it go. But then she saw Master Kong looking at her and waved at her, "If you don't mind me talking a little more, please go downstairs and have a cup of Zen tea."

"That's great. Thank you, Master Kong."

Ye Lansheng was about to follow but was stopped by Master Lekong.

"There is a scripture on my desk. Why don't you read it before coming down?"

Ye Lansheng immediately understood that this meant he wanted to talk to Hua Xin alone.

"Honored."

Ye Lansheng stopped following and went to the desk that Master Kong mentioned. There was indeed a stack of scriptures there, and the one on top was the Heart Sutra.

Whatever the scripture was, he would just pass the time.

Hua Xin followed Master Kong to the second floor.

"Master Liaokong looks very agile and healthy. He doesn't look like he is 97 years old."

"Hahahaha, sir, thank you for your praise. After tomorrow, I will be ninety-eight years old."

Master Liaokong grabbed some tea leaves from a bamboo tube, and a scent of tea wafted out from the opened tube.

However, Hua Xin doesn't understand the tea ceremony and doesn't know how to taste tea. She can only say that it smells good and she doesn't reject it.

"The temple is simple, with only coarse tea. Don't despise it, donor."

Hua Xin hurriedly said, "How could that be? I think it smells good, and you see the tea color is beautiful too."

"This is just the original color of the teacup."

"Oh." You've talked me to death. I don't know what to say anymore. I'd better wait for you to speak!

"How have you been these days, benefactor?"

Hua Xin thought about it and nodded. She had been living a good life since she came into this world.

"Yes, this is a rare opportunity. It would be great if the donor could live a comfortable life."

Hua Xin's hand touching the teacup paused slightly. This old monk must know something.

"Master Liaokong, there are many people I like. Do you think that's a good idea?"

"There is nothing wrong with being kind and generous."

"Yeah, I want to give them a home, that's not wrong, right?"

"Yes."

"And I won't force you. If you want to join, you can join. If you don't want to, you can leave. Don't you agree?"

"The donor is transparent."

"That's all. I'm a good person who enjoys helping others. I don't think I'll be a wicked person in this life. I'll live a good life in the future. What do you think, Master Liaokong?"

"Let nature take its course, let my heart be natural, everything will be fine, Amitabha, all is well, all is well."