706: Fortune-telling (3)

Fortune-telling (3)

"Someone asked it for me?" Shen Miao said in confusion, "Who is that person?"0

"Someone who owes you a lot." The Daoist priest stood up from the ground and patted the dust off his clothes. "The secrets of the heavens can't be revealed. Miss, I've already revealed too much to you today. If I say anything else, I'll be punished. Don't ask anything else. Remember, the past is like a dream. Don't be entangled in it."

With that, he waved his horsetail whisk and strode away.

Shen Miao stood rooted to the ground in a daze until Jingzhe and Gu Yu walked to her side. Jingzhe said, "It's strange. I wonder where he came from. Does no one in Putuo Temple care about the presence of a Daoist priest?"

Shen Miao felt that she had seen through some secrets.

Just as she was thinking, Luo Xueyan and Luo Tan walked out.

Luo Tan was holding a small basket filled with pouches with red strings attached to them. She smiled and said, "Little cousin, let's go and throw the red strings. Why weren't you following us?"

Luo Xueyan also said, "I heard that a venerable master is giving a lecture on sutras in the meditation room just now, so I wanted to call you over to listen. When I turned around, I didn't see you. Do you still want to go in and listen now?"

Shen Miao's mind was still in a mess. She was in no mood to listen to the sutras, so she shook her head and said, "No, I'm not going."

"Then let's go hang the red strings first." Luo Tan was very excited. She grabbed Shen Miao's arm.

In the meditation room that Luo Xueyan passed by, the old monk stopped knocking on the wooden fish. The little monk asked, "Master, it's already noon. Didn't you say that she would come in no time? Is she coming or not?"

Master Guan Zhen stood up from the cushion and shook his head. "She's not coming."

"Not coming?" The little monk was stunned. "Why?"

"She met someone else."

The little monk was puzzled. "She met someone else so she didn't come? Aren't you specially waiting for her here? If she didn't come, wouldn't the wait these days be in vain?"

"It's fine." Master Guan Zhen put his hands together. "She's fated to meet that person."

Shen Miao and Luo Tan went out to the tree.

The fate tree was a huge osmanthus tree that was extremely thick. However, the branches could barely be seen clearly. They were all covered with the pouches hanging from the red strings.

Luo Tan took a handful of red strings and handed it to Shen Miao. She said, "Cousin, write your name on the pouch and throw it on the tree. If it's hung on it, it means that your prayer is heard and a good marriage will be given to you." With that, she stuffed another handful of red strings into Shen Miao's hand and said, "Cousin, take more. The more you take, the higher the chance of hanging it."

Shen Miao watched in silence as Luo Tang excitedly wrote her name on all the remaining pouches. However, girls probably believed in this. Luo Xueyan also said, "Jiaojiao, write your name too and throw them up. Don't be afraid."

Shen Miao looked at the basket of red strings. She couldn't persuade Luo Tan and Luo Xueyan, so she chose one and wrote her name on the pouch.

Seeing this, Luo Tan said, "Little Cousin, one is not enough. It can not support the pouch. Take a few more."

Luo Xueyan also said, "Jiaojiao, one is not enough."

Shen Miao felt that she did not even want to throw any. Moreover, she was still thinking about what the Daoist priest said, so she was not in the mood to do this. She only took one and threw it casually.

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