Chapter 129： I control my own life

Chu Qingyan stood there for a while, trying to leave, but heard the familiar crisp tower bell.

She turned around and saw a false opinion in a Tsing Yi monk's clothes, with green bamboo behind him, lining him with a long body and a beautiful face.

"Master, long time no see." Chu Qingyan blessed him.

Although he tried to persuade himself to enter the Buddhist gate last time, and annoyed himself, after all, he saved himself after two encounters, and can't forget his life-saving grace.

"Chu donor, don't come without a fuss." Humble smile came step by step.

Although a simple monk costume, it is sewn from the most precious geranium silk. With each step, a low-key luster flows, like his identity, hidden in the city, but unattainable.

"Is the master going to the chrysanthemum feast too?" Chu Qingyan followed him slowly towards the Royal Garden.

"Yes." Some time ago, he went to the palace to recite the Buddhist scriptures for Xixuan Emperor to dispel misunderstandings. Xixuan Emperor invited him into the palace. Originally he did not participate in these common things, but when he thought of Chu Qingyan, he would be present She should have come down, and did not want to enter the palace, and met her.

"How good is the Chu donor recently?" Xu Jian smiled and asked.

Chu Qingyan spread his hands. "Sloppy, okay, but a master, how about you?"

"Reading the chanting of the Buddha, meditation and meditation, every day has a new experience, full and meaningful." Xu Jian smiled at her.

Looking at his transparent eyes and looking at himself clearly, Chu Qingyan quickly raised his hand, "Stop and stop, Master, wouldn't you want to convince me to become a monk again?"

"What's so bad about being a monk? It's better than spending your time idle." He asked inexplicably.

"Master, where can you see that I'm wasting? I'm comfortable and fulfilling every day." Chu Qingyan shrugged.

"Indeed, you have a light footwork, and you seem to have learned light work," commented Xuan Jian.

Chu Qingyan was surprised, and he did not expect to see if he could learn martial arts just by looking at his eyes. It was simply amazing.

"The master has unique eyes. This is what you can see, but then again, why do you a monk who is a Taoist also participate in a secular palace feast? Should n’t it be a meditation in a Buddhist temple? Do you understand the truth? .

Xuanjian knew that she was intentional, but he could not answer this question.

"A monk, born from Red Dust and joined from Red Dust, as long as the state of mind is peaceful, it is the same everywhere."

Chu Qingyan nodded, feeling that this was not unreasonable, but unfortunately, she did not want to be a family member.

"Well, master, can you tell fortunes? Everyone says that the Taoist monk has the heavenly eye, can see the monsters and demons that the world can't see, and sees all the strange things in the world. Is that true?"

Xu Xuan heard laughter, and the smile turned in the corner of his mouth. Chu Qingyan didn't see him laugh, but those smiles were always unhappy and sad, making people look the same, without feelings. She once thought that smile It's just his decorations. Now she saw his smile, as if a white lotus bloomed in the corner of his mouth, that kind of high purity, that kind of fascinating.

嗤嗤嗤 ——Sure enough, no matter what you do, people will feel pleasing to the eye.

Seeing Chu Qingyan's gaze fell on his face all the time, Xu Xuan retracted his smile, and after a moment of thinking, he explained, "I am a disciple of Buddha, except for a heart towards Buddha, there is no difference between ordinary people and ordinary people. There is no magical power, but the Chu donors seem to have misunderstood. The disciples of Buddhism take it as their own duty, not fortune-telling. "

Chu Qingyan pursed her lips, feeling that she had asked a little abruptly what she had just said, and when she was about to change the topic, she saw it again.

"Just, sometimes we can see things you can't see, such as your future."

"My future?" Chu Qing's eyes widened. This person didn't say he was just a layman. How did the style of painting turn so fast? Is he sure he's not a magic stick?

"Yes, it is because of seeing your future that the poor monk will save you from becoming a monk. If you remain obsessed and stay in the red dust, there will be a calamity in the future, hurting yourself and affecting the people around you." Xuanjian looked into her eyes, seriously.

But after speaking in a humble opinion, Chu Qingyan couldn't help but hold his stomach and laughed, "Master, you just said that the children of Buddha are not fortune tellers. Why are you saying so mysteriously, if you set up a stand, say to Fortune telling is really like that! "

Seeing her with a smile, she continued to use it with a smile, but she still said positively, "Chu donors, monks do not slang."

Seeing that he was still in an unattainable state of mud, Chu Qingyan stopped his smile slowly and stood upright. Although he blinked the flowers in his eyes, he was wise and intelligent.

"Master, you have heard and counted the fate. It is inaccurate, because fate cannot be counted. Once it is counted, it will be affected by human subjective consciousness and change its trajectory. So you just said, My destiny has changed, and— "

Chu Qingyan looked up at a slightly surprised vision, grinning a confident smile, "I Chu Qingyan, I never believe in God, nor do I believe who can control my destiny, people's palms, life, marriage, career Three lines, people say, these three lines determine the fate of this life, but they are wrong. When we clenched our fists, the fate is in our own hands, so masters, those so-called life numbers are not counted. Yes, because my life is up to me. "

Looking at the girl in front of her, she was young but shone with the confidence that ordinary people do n’t have, and she felt that she was shocked by her vision. What she said was not right, but she could n’t find the reason. He waved by himself, then walked into the Royal Garden by himself.

Xuanjian slowly turned the rosary in her hand, calming down the shock brought to him by her words.

Can't fate count?

Do I have my life?

My vision was a little confused, wasn't it wrong for her to enter the Buddha?

She originally wanted to change the number of lives in the future by entering her door, but she told him that once her fate was counted, did her participation change anything? False seeing for the first time, because of impenetrability, he fell into a daze.

He moved forward, but stopped the hand that turned the bead at this moment. He frowned slightly, closed his eyes for a moment, and opened his eyes a moment later.

Tonight, Xiao Xu has a disaster.

This robbery is inevitable.

Xuan Jianfang's confused eyes have returned to clear. Looking at the figure that had disappeared forward, Xu Xu slightly shook her head. Xiao Xu's calamity had already been doomed, and her life would be affected as a result.

Thinking back to Chu Qingyan Fang Cai's pair of bright and incomprehensible eyes, I just realized that, since it can't be changed, let's face it!

This is also his robbery.