The rich and powerful: the emperor chases his wife 9999 times

Chapter 86 Getting Drenched
"Master, please explain to me, what do these sentences mean?"

The monk looked at the sign and smiled at Xia Xiaomi.

Xia Xiaomi didn't quite understand: "Master, is my signature okay?"

"Well, it's a good sign, of course."

Xia Xiaomi breathed a sigh of relief, and the master continued, "But..."

The heart she had just let go hangs up again: "But what?"

The master still had a kind smile on his face: "This lottery is a good lottery, but the previous hardships, the so-called rebirth of the phoenix from the ashes, is bitter at first and then sweet. But generally speaking, your lottery is very good, but it will take a lot of hard work ahead."

Xia Xiaomi accepted the sign with a smile: "Thank you master, this is sesame oil money."

The master clasped his hands together and nodded with a smile: "Amitabha!"

Sometimes, it's better to believe what you have than to believe what you don't have.

And as far as that sign is concerned, it is not nonsense.

Since she was a child, she has experienced a lot of hardships and pains. Regarding this point, she can be considered accurate.

It's just that behind that, the master said that she would be reborn from the ashes like a phoenix nirvana. I don't know if it's true or not.

After worshiping the Bodhisattva and asking for lottery, the two of them looked around the temple. The temple is quite big, and there are quite a lot of people who come here, and they are all very pious.

At noon, they had a fast meal in the temple, and a young monk took them to the cafeteria behind.

When passing through the long corridor, an old monk walked towards him. The old monk was short and thin, with a dark face, but his eyes were piercing.

Suddenly, I felt that the old monk in front of me had the feeling of an eminent monk.

Especially his pair of eyes, people dare not look directly at them, there is a feeling that they will be peeped if they take a look at them.

"This benefactor!"

Just as Xia Xiaomi passed by him, the old monk spoke.

The little monk at the side hurriedly called out respectfully: "Uncle Master."

The old monk ignored the young monk, still looking at Xia Xiaomi with piercing eyes.

"Are you calling me?" Xia Xiaomi pointed to her nose.

The old monk looked at her for a while, then turned to look at Situ Feng, his eyes suddenly widened, his expression changed slightly, his face looked shocked, but he quickly recovered, and looked at Xia Xiaomi again.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk clasped his hands together and said something to Xia Xiaomi.

"Exactly!"

"Master, what's the matter with me?"

The old monk had a serious face and piercing eyes. He looked like a very powerful old man.

The little monk who was chatting casually with Xia Xiaomi and the others just now will become very polite.

Standing quietly by the side, eyes lowered, not daring to say another word, it can be seen that this old monk is quite intimidating at ordinary times.

"This benefactor has suffered a lot in his life before, and he has gone through a lot of hardships, but recently it has been covered with dark clouds and bad luck."

Xia Xiaomi was a little surprised. Could it be that this old monk still looks good.

"And there will be bloody disasters recently..."

"What you said is true?"

What the old monk said earlier was quite similar to the lottery she drew just now. It seems that this old monk is an eminent monk, at least he has some skills.

"Amitabha, true and false, false and true, I can't tell clearly, so I can do it myself!"

After the old monk finished speaking, he stopped talking and left with a cold face.

Xia Xiaomi was still immersed in what the old monk said just now, with an inexplicable expression on her face.

After a while, she asked the little monk.

"Little master, isn't that uncle of yours very powerful?"

The little monk nodded: "That's right, my master is amazing. My brothers said that he is even better than my master!"

Xia Xiaomi's face was a little ugly: "Then what he said just now..."

Only then did the little monk come to his senses, and quickly smiled and said, "Although my uncle is powerful, he is not absolute. So, benefactor, please relax!"

They chatted and walked, and they arrived soon.

"Two benefactors, this is where you two rest. I will bring you over for lunch later."

"Then there will be little master Lao."

The little monk smiled: "You're welcome."

It's not bad to eat a lot of big fish and meat at ordinary times, and occasionally change to a light vegetarian meal.

After eating, they rested in the temple for a while and continued to other scenic spots.

Looking at the scenery and taking photos along the way, the time passed quickly. At three or four in the afternoon, suddenly dark clouds covered it, and it looked like it was going to rain.

There were a lot of people on the top of the mountain, and there were many vendors selling things nearby. Xia Xiaomi stopped in front of a small stall and looked at the dazzling array of gadgets, feeling very novel for a while.

"Situ Feng, don't you think this looks pretty..."

She pointed at one of them, and when she turned around, she didn't see Situ Feng's person.

Looking around for a while, there were quite a lot of people, but they didn't see Situ Feng's face.

Suddenly a little anxious, inexplicably flustered, I searched for it in the crowd.

A silver lightning flashed across the sky like a long dragon, 'Boom! 'There was a thunderclap, and the pouring rain fell, and the crowd began to stir up, screaming, shouting, becoming a little confused, and running in disorderly steps.

Xia Xiaomi followed the crowd, and as the rain became heavier and heavier, her heart became more and more panicked. The feeling of Situ Feng suddenly disappearing from the world was very strong, as if he disappeared out of thin air, leaving her here alone. Among the mountains.

"Situ Feng, Situ Feng!"

She shouted in the crowd, letting the heavy rain beat on her.

Like a lunatic, she shouted at the top of her voice, and let some people bump into her, without any reaction.

"Situ Feng, where are you?"

"Situ Feng!"

She saw that not far away, Situ Feng was holding an umbrella and striding towards her. The crowd had gradually dispersed, and only a few sporadic people were left running to hide in the crowded square. The man in the rain, Situ Feng holding an umbrella, and Xia Xiaomi who was drenched by the rain.

Xia Xiaomi was a little angry: "Where did you go?"

Situ Feng reached out to help her wipe the rain off her face: "I thought it was going to rain, so I bought an umbrella near here."

"Don't even tell me..." Xia Xiaomi pouted.

Situ Feng's eyes were full of love and compassion: "It's my fault, I apologize to you. But why are you so stupid, seeing that it's raining heavily, you don't know how to hide from the rain, but stand here and get caught in the rain."

"Isn't it because I didn't see you and didn't know where you went, so I didn't have time to hide from the rain? Who told you to disappear suddenly."

"Okay, it's all my fault."

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly lit up, and even his tone of voice was cheerful.

"Are you caring about me? Or are you afraid that I will ignore you and leave you here alone?"

"Who cares about you, who is afraid!" Xia Xiaomi raised her head, obviously trying to speak hard.

Situ Feng smiled and didn't point her out.

"Okay, let's go. I booked a room in this hotel. You're all wet. You have to take a shower and change into clean clothes, or you'll catch a cold."

"Hmm! When did you book the room?" Although it didn't take long, it was indeed soaked.

(End of this chapter)