Evil Master and Disciple

Chapter 1351 Romantic Luck, Romantic Calamity

Ye Feng wasn't really interested in drawing lots at a temple.

Based on his painful experience of being deceived countless times in his previous life, the fortune sticks in these temple fortune sticks are all top-tier fortune sticks; there isn't a single bad one.

Their purpose is to swindle tourists out of their donations.

After all, if tourists draw the worst possible fortune, they will definitely be in a bad mood, so why would they want to donate money for incense?

However, even Ye Feng, a straight man, realized that Yun Shuang'er had been pushed to her limits by the Wishing Well earlier.

Ye Feng thought to himself, "Perfect timing to draw a lucky lot and appease Yun Shuang'er."

He immediately said, "Shuang'er, since the three senior sisters have all drawn lots inside, let's go in and take a look too."

In the past, Yun Shuang'er would naturally not have gone.

She was really pushed to her limit just now. She wanted to see if her relationship with Ye Feng was recognized by God.

So, under Ye Feng's pull, Yun Shuang'er reluctantly followed him towards the Guanyin Hall.

The three girls all drew their favorite auspicious fortune sticks and were very happy. Seeing that the wishing well was crowded with people, the three girls went over to watch the excitement.

The Guanyin Hall in this small temple looks very shabby.

Neither the temples in the scenic areas Ye Feng had visited in his previous life, nor the Lingtai Temple he had just left a few days ago, could compare to the Guanyin Hall in front of him.

The Guanyin Hall is not very large. After crossing the threshold, which has been there for many years, you will see the Guanyin Bodhisattva enshrined inside.

Guanyin Bodhisattva holds a water bottle in one hand and makes a gesture of holding a flower in the other, showing compassion and kindness, a picture of saving all sentient beings.

On either side of Guanyin Bodhisattva, there were many children, as well as some Bodhisattvas whose names Ye Feng did not know.

On the large altar was an incense burner, filled with fine incense sticks.

There are three rows of prayer cushions in front of the altar, with nine cushions in each row.

At this moment, many devout women are kneeling on prayer cushions, worshipping Guanyin Bodhisattva with utmost sincerity.

In one corner of the Guanyin Hall, there is a table covered with a yellow cloth.

An elderly nun dressed in gray robes and wearing a cap was sitting behind a table.

That is the place where pilgrims have their fortunes interpreted.

Ye Feng pulled Yun Shuang'er to kneel on the prayer mat.

Yun Shuang'er simply looked at the Guanyin statue in front of her, its face benevolent as it looked down at her.

Ye Feng began to silently recite his wish list.

After making his wish, Ye Feng took down two bamboo tubes filled with bamboo sticks from the altar.

He handed one to Yun Shuang'er.

"Shuang'er, let's also draw a marriage fortune stick. I promise, we'll get the best fortune stick too."

Yun Shuang'er looked at the divination stick container in front of her, hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out to take it.

The sound of shaking bamboo sticks echoed throughout the Guanyin Hall.

Ye Feng quickly shook out a fortune slip.

There was no signature on it, only a number.

Forty-three.

Ye Feng looked at it over and over, and said, "Shuang'er, you keep rocking, I'll go find that old nun to help her get better."

After saying that, Ye Feng got up, put the divination sticks back on the altar, and walked to the old nun in the corner who was interpreting the divination sticks.

There were several people in line.

This time, Ye Feng did not cut in line.

The process of interpreting the divination slips was quick, and Ye Feng's turn came a moment later.

Ye Feng handed the fortune slip he had drawn, number 43, to the old nun who was interpreting the slips.

The old nun looked quite old, with very obvious wrinkles on her face.

However, perhaps because of her profound Buddhist practice, this old nun did not give people a scary feeling, but rather seemed very kind.

After taking the slip of paper, the old nun glanced at the number on it, and then looked at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng laughed and said, "Divine Nun, I just asked for help, could you please help me resolve this?"

The old nun nodded slightly and said, "Please wait a moment, benefactor."

The old nun then opened a very thick book in front of her and quickly found the divination slip with serial number forty-three.

"Good fortune, benefactor. The 43rd divination slip reads: 'Butterflies flutter through fragrant thickets, spring breezes sweep across crimson robes, moonlit terraces reflect back repeatedly, but who can decipher the meaning of this single, unspoken connection?'"

Ye Feng, who was illiterate, frowned as he listened.

"Goddess, could you please be more direct? I didn't understand."

The old nun, who was interpreting the divination slip, smiled calmly and said, "The Red Phoenix Star moves, casting multiple reflections. The cause and effect of things are all in your hands. Of the three thousand rivers, each has its own unique beauty. You must guard the mirror and not betray your original intention."

"Huh? Could you be more straightforward? I'm not well-educated, I don't understand."

"My lord, this is an excellent fortune for marriage. The 'butterfly in the fragrant bushes' signifies that you will have many peach blossoms in the future, and not just one, but a whole field of peach blossoms."

Looking back frequently under the moonlight indicates that the benefactor is hesitant and wavering, finding it difficult to choose among many potential suitors.

The key point is that ultimately, the benefactor must remain steadfast in their convictions and make a decision. Otherwise, a stroke of good fortune in love might turn into a calamity.

Ye Feng thought to himself, "This is a really good deal!"

Yes, Ye Feng has been hesitant and conflicted about matters of the heart lately.

There is no doubt that he likes Yun Shuang'er.

It wasn't just because of Yun Shuang'er's beauty and long legs, but because they had gone through so much together over the past six months, which made Ye Feng fall in love with Yun Shuang'er.

But Shen Tianqi couldn't let go of it either.

In addition, there is Shangguan Lan.

His feelings for Shangguan Lan were not as pure as his feelings for Yun Shuang'er; they were more likely filled with guilt.

If he hadn't carelessly eaten Shangguan Lan's suckling pig, the two of them would never have crossed paths.

Later, Ye Feng wrote several more sentimental poems for Shangguan Lan.

When Shangguan Lan sewed clothes for Ye Feng by hand, Ye Feng realized that this Sister Shangguan seemed to have feelings for him.

But at that time, Yun Shuang'er was the only one in his heart.

Whether in his past life or this one, Ye Feng is a shameless scoundrel.

In his relationship with Shangguan Lan, he enjoyed the love she showed him.

Therefore, Ye Feng never revealed the truth to Shangguan Lan.

As time went on, their relationship grew closer, and Ye Feng wanted to extricate himself, but it was too late.

It's unclear whether he wanted to continue enjoying the thrill of having a woman secretly in love with him, or whether he was worried that revealing the truth would hurt Shangguan Lan's feelings.

Anyway, Ye Feng doesn't know how to bring it up with Shangguan Lan right now.

It left him feeling conflicted, confused, and lost.

Isn't this exactly what the divination slip said?

Ye Feng quickly asked, "Divine Nun, is there a way to break this?"

The old nun interpreting the divination slip said, "Amitabha, as I just said, 'Of the three thousand rivers, each has its own unique beauty. One must guard the mirror and not betray one's original intention.' You have many romantic opportunities and rich emotions. The good people you meet are like the three thousand rivers, each with its own characteristics. However, in these relationships, you must guard the mirror and not forget your original intention, so that they will not turn into romantic calamities."

"Must keep a clear mirror? Never forget the original intention? What was my original intention again?"

Ye Feng suddenly felt a bit dazed, stood there dumbfounded, and his expression suddenly became very complicated.

He has only been in this world for half a year, and he seems to have forgotten what his original purpose was.