Chapter Nineteen: Fate Brought Them Together
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Inside the Zen room of Banruo Temple
Since the day he saw Gu Qingjin's drawn lottery, the Empty Void Master had been in seclusion. At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, which had been closed for two days, and took out the turtle shell he used for divination from his sleeve. He lightly tossed it, and after seeing the hexagram displayed by the turtle shell on the ground, he quickly jumped up from the futon.
Open the door to see the young monk sweeping the yard, calmly tidying up his own clothes, and speaking to the monk who was diligently working with his back to him: "Jiexing, go to Master Jingchen's residence and bring Master Jingchen over to me. The master has been in seclusion for two days and has gained some insights, wanting to discuss them with Master Jingchen."
Jing Ming, who was diligently working, heard the sound of the door opening behind him and was about to turn around to pay his respects. Unexpectedly, he heard the host's voice and immediately put down the broom in his hand, respectfully saying: "Yes, Host, I'll go invite Master Jingchen right away." After speaking, he quickly ran out.
Seeing his disciple hastily running out of sight, Kong nodded slightly and returned to the meditation room, sitting cross-legged on a cushion in meditation.
A moment later, the door of the Zen room was opened and a disciple named Jianming pushed the door open and walked in. He faced the closed-eyed and meditating Kongwu and said: "Master, I just went to see Mirror Dust Junior Master, but I didn't see Mirror Dust Junior Master. I only saw Jianxin beside Junior Master. Jianxin told me that Junior Master had gone to the back mountain early this morning. I could only pass on your words to Jianxin. Jianxin promised me that as soon as Junior Master returns, she will pass on your words to Junior Master."
Upon hearing the name "Jiè Míng", Kong Wu slowly opened his eyes and calmly said to Jiè Míng, "Alright, I understand. You may go!"
Hearing the empty words, Jianming slightly bowed and turned around to pull up the door and walked out.
After Kong Wu's figure disappeared from the horizon, he clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddha bead in his hand: "Amitabha..." His eyes swept across the scattered turtle shells on the ground that had not been collected, and he sighed inwardly, it was inevitable after all!
Fate is predestined, predestination is fate. Fate ties up predestination, predestination originates from fate.
That day, when he saw the female donor's drawn lot, he had an epiphany. He spent two days in seclusion to figure out this realization, and finally understood that Mirror Dust's calamity was today. He hastily went out, wanting to use his own intervention to let his most satisfactory and most Buddhist disciple avoid this calamity. He wasn't unaware of the Buddha's words "everything follows its natural course", but he still couldn't help but take action. Unexpectedly, Mirror Dust had already rushed towards that calamity, truly, heaven's will cannot be violated! What a pity for this deeply Buddhist disciple.
Why is it always a calamity of love?
Throughout history, many excellent Buddhist disciples have been ruined by this calamity, and some have even fallen into the devil's path!
However, nothing can resist the will of heaven. What is destined to be encountered has already been encountered. He often went in the direction of the back mountain. Even if it's too late now, it can't be stopped. So let everything go with the will of heaven. I hope this disciple can break through this calamity.
Back mountain
When Qing Jin came back to her senses from the stunning beauty of the peach blossoms, she saw that under the peach blossom tree, there was a pair of mandarin ducks with infatuated eyes, and also a white figure... wait, a white figure?
The swan was behind her, but when did this white figure appear? Qing Jin shifted his puzzled gaze over and saw a young monk standing quietly in the distance, wearing a simple white robe. When Qing Jin caught sight of the monk's face, he couldn't help but hold his breath - what a stunningly handsome monk! Despite wearing the simplest of white robes, his entire being radiated an otherworldly aura of sacred purity. He was truly an exceptionally good-looking monk, making one feel like bowing down in reverence.
Such elegance and demeanor, among the people she knows, only Long Hanshan from her past life can be compared to her. However, Long Hanshan and this person in front of her are two completely different auras: Long Hanshan is the proud and noble aura that looks down on the world, while this person has an air of calmness that looks at the crowd with a gentle gaze, the former inspires fear, the latter brings people closer.
Just looking at him makes one feel serene and clear-minded, with a sense of clarity in the soul.
Detached from the world, yet embracing all of heaven and humanity as one. With such grandeur and elegance, how could he be just a monk? Qing Jin felt some puzzlement and regret.
The young monk in white robes saw the doubt in the eyes of the woman in red under the tree, standing still beside the peach blossom tree, yet speaking towards Gu Qingjin's direction: "Amitabha, I am Monk Shuijingchen, who unintentionally passed by this place and saw the female benefactor dancing with the peach blossoms. For a moment, I couldn't bear to disturb her, so I stopped to watch, but didn't expect to startle the female benefactor instead. I apologize for my rudeness." The white-robed monk spoke apologetically towards Gu Qingjin.
"Shuijingchen? Are you Shuijingchen?" Gu Qingjin automatically ignored the words behind Shuijingchen and asked with interest when he heard the monk in white robes report his Buddhist name.
"Lady patron, a poor monk's mirror is dusty." The white-robed and saintly monk replied patiently.
"Miss, miss, we actually met Shuijingchen! The legendary genius Zen master!" exclaimed the Mandarin duck beside Qingjin.
Gu Qingyan rolled her eyes at the excited swan, wondering if she was being too silly. She knew this was Shui Jingchen, and although he looked like someone you'd want to take home, they were in a public place after all. Moreover, Shui Jingchen was a master monk, and at that moment, Gu Qingyan really didn't want to admit that the swan was her maid.
Turning around, facing the dusty mirror in front of her, she opened her mouth with a hint of embarrassment: "Sorry, the maid at home hasn't seen much of the world, I'm afraid I've offended... you... Master." But can a monk like you not look so good-looking?
Shuijing Chen didn't know about Gu Qingjin's inner resentment at this time, calmly and quietly facing Gu Qingjin's gentle opening, "It was I who disturbed the two female donors."
Is this how you address her and Yuanyang? It feels like the classic way Tang Xuanzang addresses demons in Journey to the West. Qingjin was a bit perplexed.
The water mirror dust saw the entangled expression of the red-clothed woman opposite, somewhat unclear, paused for a moment, and opened her mouth warmly, "Is there something unspeakable that the lady is troubled by?"
Qing Jin heard his question, and her gaze met Water Mirror Dust's calm and transparent eyes, which were as still as water. She was once again stunned by Water Mirror Dust's heavenly beauty, and she hesitated for a moment before collecting herself. She stuttered: "T-that is... can you not call me... Miss Benefactress?" It felt like the female demon from Journey to the West who wanted to seduce Tang Sanzang, and the Water Mirror Dust in front of her was absolutely more stunning than Tang Xuanzang, making one want to have evil thoughts.
The white-robed Shengjie across from Qingjin was taken aback for a moment, clearly Qingjin's sudden change in topic had been too drastic.
At that moment, Gu Qingjin was taken aback by the sight of the handsome monk opposite him, and suddenly burst out laughing. He continued, "You can call me Gu...Gu Shizhu."
