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After reading the letter three or four times, Yao Yifan put it down and quickly left the restaurant.

Half an hour later, Yao Yihang called the shopkeeper into the room and anxiously asked, "Who gave that letter to you? Is it a woman? "

"No, from the looks of it, it was given to me by a man in white. Because it was just dawn and the man was wearing a mask, I couldn't see his face. He passed the letter to me and left."

However, when he thought about how his sister-in-law had given birth to a twin, even though it had caused a sensation in the capital, it was impossible for the news to spread so quickly. Coupled with the fact that the ink on the letter was indeed the kind of ink only found in the capital, he concluded that his little sister must be somewhere in the capital.

"Second Young Master, this old servant will do it now."

The room was quiet. Yao Yihang walked to the window and looked out at the beautiful weather. He couldn't help but ask, "Little sister, where are you?" In the past few months, he had been searching for her little sister, but he couldn't find her. He didn't have a single day that he didn't worry, and he didn't have a single day that he didn't miss, so he could only call her name in his dreams time and time again. In order to avoid being forced to marry by his parents, he could only say that he would do it after he found her.

He had personally gone to Jiangnan for the past few months in hopes of finding Yao Sisi, but two months ago, his eldest brother had written a letter saying that his sister-in-law wanted to give birth and that his midwife wanted him to return home as soon as possible to invite a famous doctor from Begonia County. Every time he saw the portrait of his younger sister in the room, he couldn't help but miss someone he didn't know where he was going to find.

Yao Yi Hang's gaze was focused on the people who were coming and going. He stared at the pedestrians with desolation and helplessness as he said in a low voice, "Little sister, if you can't find the person you love, can you give second brother a chance?"

Yao Yihang jumped down from the window without thinking and ran towards that shadow. However, the number of people on the street was quite small, yet they actually lost him. He leaned dejectedly against the wall of a house, blaming himself for losing his little sister.

In the past few days, Yao Sisi had been looking through the history in the library, but she also found some clues. The second time, she had found some records about the dream in the historical records, and after organizing it, it went like this: During the second emperor of Qiankun (current ruler of Qiankun), in the autumn of the sixth generation, during the tenth year of Yunkang, on the eve of the emperor's imperial concubine, his hated senior apprentice brother, Mo Yu, had forced the healer, Mu Lingwan, into action.

However, Mu Ling Wan's medical ethics were useless. She didn't want the Seventh Marquis to worry about her, so she chose to jump off the cliff to end her life. Finally, the Seventh Marquis, who had rushed back, saw her die because of her love.

Summing up the two dreams, Yao Sisi came to a conclusion: Firstly, Yu Feng's thirteen years of life was more than three hundred years away from Yun Kang's ten years, so it was definitely two lifetimes; secondly, 99% of the male and female protagonists were definitely from her parents' previous two lifetimes; thirdly, if Yu Feng was from the first life, Yun Kang from the second life, and modern 21st century from the third life, both parents loved each other very much; a good person could not end up well; fourthly, there must be some sort of causal relationship between Yu Kang and herself, otherwise she wouldn't have come to this era from the modern era.

She had originally wanted to look for other discoveries in the library, but she couldn't find them at all. Since the palace was not working, then she had to think of other ways. After thinking for a long time, she finally decided to visit a High Priest, who might be able to give her some hints.

On the third day after Meng Qinglian was born, she begged Zuo Rao for mercy and finally left for the White Cloud Mountain to pray. In fact, it was to see a wandering High Monk.

The White Cloud Temple was located on the outskirts of the capital on the White Cloud Mountain, which was built because of the lingering fog on the mountain. Because of that, it was named the White Cloud Temple, and because of that, the mountain became known as the White Cloud Temple, which made it a bit hesitant when it came to obtaining its spirit. It was said that the Bodhisattvas in the temple was also more reliable than other places, so there were a lot of monks, as many as five hundred people, several times more than the people in the Emerald Cloud Temple, three miles away from the city.

Originally, Yao Si Si did not care much about the haunted nature of her life, but ever since she transmigrated, she did not dare to disbelieve her master. Wasn't her master Lei Feng an esteemed monk?

Yao Sisi arrived at the White Cloud Temple in the evening. To her surprise, the tall monk seemed to know that she would be coming, so she sent his disciple to guard the temple's entrance early in the morning to welcome her. However, she did not immediately send her to meet him, but first let her enter the temple to pay her respects to the Bodhisattva.

But how could she know that the tall monk actually wanted her to take his disciple to worship all the Bodhisattva statues in the temple? Even the ground at the entrance and the door to the stove were not spared as she kowtowed for 501 kowtows, which caused her to see stars and almost burn to death in one breath. But in order to show her sincerity, she had no choice but to accept it.

It was only when it was night time that she was able to follow the High Monk disciple to a meditation room. The originally dark room suddenly lit up with the little monk pushing open the door.

Yao Si saw an old man meditating on a prayer mat. His silver beard was about a foot long. He had a kind face and a buddhist seal on his forehead.

A slightly shabby monastic robe draped over his body, Anzhe meditates, sincere as if he was a Buddha.

The youngest disciple bowed and said, "Master, the person you want to meet, your disciple, has brought it for you."

"En, I'll bear with it for the time being."

"Yes, master."

The young disciple respectfully left the room, leaving behind only Yao Sisi and the High Monk. The old monk raised his eyes and carefully sized up Yao Sisi. His gaze didn't seem to be looking at a person but at an object.

Yao Sisi moved her tired and sore body uncomfortably as she suppressed her anger and said, "Old monk, since you want to see me, why did you make so much fuss about it?"

The old monk wiped his beard and indifferently replied, "Buddha has no destiny."

"Could it be that after I kowtow to Buddha, it will be someone fated? I say, why would an old man like you think that?

"My female benefactor's words are wrong. The Buddhist saying goes that those who worship Buddha must have good intentions and want to bear good fruits.

The reason this old monk wants you to kneel down and worship the statues of buddhas in the entire temple is because I want to see if female benefactor will have the beginning and the end. If female benefactor is not able to kowtow peacefully, then this old monk will not see you. "

The resentment in Yao Sisi's heart vanished. She raised her eyes to look at the old monk's sage-like demeanor, which made her feel that there was a bit of logic to her thinking. She followed the old monk's line of sight and walked over to sit on a chair, much more respectfully than before.

"Since the High Monk has already tested me, can you answer a few questions from me now?"