Young wife Li, she won again

Chapter 542
After sitting down, Li Chenfeng explained the whole story to the abbot.

In front of the eminent monk, he hardly concealed anything.After the other party listened quietly, he put his palms together and smiled.

"Fate arises and ends, fate gathers and disperses, everything is God's will. Cherish fate and follow fate, don't cling to it. In matters of love, the donor should follow his own heart." The old abbot said kindly.

"Follow your own heart?" Li Chenfeng was slightly startled.

"That's right, you can do what you think. It's the so-called unity of knowledge and action." The old abbot said.

Unity of knowledge and action?Li Chenfeng suddenly understood, but he still couldn't overcome the obstacles in his heart.

"Master, I want to know her identity and background, can you tell me?"

"There are bound to be deviations in the facts told from the mouth of a third party. If the benefactor is really curious, why not ask the person directly?"

"This... I asked before, but she didn't want to say it."

"Is your attitude firm?"

"I don't quite understand what you mean."

"The attitude of doing things directly affects the results, and the same is true for communicating with people. If you give sincerity, you will definitely gain trust. If you are perfunctory, you will naturally only listen to prevarication."

"I see, thank you for your words!"

"Don't mind the benefactor. You and I were destined to meet each other in the previous life. If it is convenient, you might as well stay in this temple for a longer time, and maybe you will gain something else." The old abbot sincerely invited.

"Then I will interrupt!" Li Chenfeng said.

Wuchan Temple is located in a secluded location with beautiful scenery. The life of the monks is simple and regular, working at sunrise and resting at sunset every day.

Li Chenfeng ate and lived with them, feeling that his whole body and mind had been washed again.

In his free time, he played chess with the old abbot.

There is an indescribable tacit understanding in the interaction between the two.

"Master, you once said that we were destined by fate in previous lives, but what kind of fate is it?" Li Chenfeng inquired.

The old abbot looked at him with infinite kindness in his eyes, which made Li Chenfeng's heart beat a few times suddenly.

"How old do you think I am?" The old abbot answered irrelevantly.

"70 years old?" He asked suspiciously.

"No, I'm already 170 years old." The other party smiled.

"Are you kidding me?" He asked in surprise.

"I once had a son who was excellent in every way, but he died in the war. The strange thing is that from that moment on, everyone no longer remembers him, as if he never existed in the world. I asked Many people, including old friends from the past, are also confused and don’t remember that I have a son. I thought the world was crazy, but I didn’t know that in the eyes of others, I was the one.” The old abbot said.

"What happened next?" Li Chenfeng felt his chest suffocate suddenly.

"I didn't believe them all the time, and I stubbornly insisted on my own ideas. Until one night, the child who was no longer alive suddenly appeared in a dream. He claimed to be a practitioner, and he wanted to go through a hundred generations of reincarnation. He happened to do it in this life. My son. Because he died early and let his parents live up to him, he wanted to grant me a wish before reincarnation. I asked him if he could ask for anything, and he said yes. I thought about it and said yes When I met him again, he said that it might be difficult, because there would be a gap of many years, and I said it was okay, I was willing to wait... In the end, it was more than 100 years." The old abbot said with a smile.

"Have you waited?" Li Chenfeng asked.

"When it came, he was still as handsome and outstanding as I remembered." The old abbot said.

"Did you recognize each other?"

"No."

"why?"

"The days of waiting are too long and tormented. In order to pass the time, I had to be with Qingdeng Ancient Buddha. Now he is no longer him, and I am no longer the old father I was looking forward to."

"Dare to ask the abbot's common name..." Li Chenfeng got up.

"Sorry, I have to rest for a while. As people get older, they will always have various problems with the body. Please forgive me." The other party said.

With his indifferent appearance, he couldn't help dispelling Li Chenfeng's confusion.

The appearance of the old abbot, that is, at the age of 80, is far from the protagonist in his story in terms of appearance and persistence... Maybe I think too much, and the other party just wants to use this story to inspire me.

Li Chenfeng persuaded himself to suppress his curiosity, and left from the old abbot.

Li Chenfeng tossed and turned that night, he kept thinking about the old abbot's story, and always felt that the other party's expression and the sincerity in his eyes were not innocent.

Li Chenfeng woke up early the next morning, so he decided to ask for clarification.

But before he got closer, he heard crying from the yard.

"What's going on?" He was startled.

"The abbot... passed away last night!" the little monk said with tears in his eyes.

"Didn't you be fine yesterday?"

"Who says it's not? Although the master has lived for more than 100 years, he still has hearing and eyesight without any disease, but he just passed away suddenly..."

"He lived more than 100 years?"

"Yeah, everyone said that, but no one remembers how old it was exactly."

After the little monk finished explaining, he put his hands together and left in a hurry.

Li Chenfeng stood there, his mind blank.

"Have you waited?"

"Wait until..."

"Have you met?"

"No... Now he is no longer him, and I am no longer the old father I was looking forward to."

In the room, the great monk was enduring grief and discussing matters.

"The abbot passed away half a month ago and made arrangements for his funeral. He said that everything in the funeral ceremony should be kept simple. After being cremated in the incarnation kiln, the ashes are buried in the back mountain, and there is no need to place them in the Haihui Pagoda."

"Buried in the back mountain? Why is this?"

"The old man said with shame that although he was in the Buddhist sect, he cared about ordinary things and was not considered a person of high cultivation. He had no face to disturb his ancestors, and it was very good for him to be buried in the back mountain guarding the temple. No matter what Said, this is his old man's last wish, we just do it."

"Okay, by the way, the abbot has a box here and keeps it with him all the time. Do you want to open it now to make sure?"

"Let's take a look, Master acts brightly, so there should be nothing you can't see."

After the two discussed it, they took the key to open the box.

When they saw what was inside, they all looked astonished.

"I'm sorry to bother you...I, can I have a look at those things?" Li Chenfeng stood at the door and asked with difficulty.

"Ah, this..." The two monks looked at each other in embarrassment, and after a while, they sighed and handed over the things.

Inside the box is a stack of photo paper that has faded long ago, and the figures on it have long been blurred.

However, someone used very thin charcoal pencils to outline all the outlines, so that the photo can be reproduced vividly.

In addition to a woman with gentle eyebrows, there is also a young man.

He was wearing the uniform of the Republic of China, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes showing a bit of rebellion, and his facial features were exactly the same as Li Chenfeng who took the photo!
"He claimed to be a practitioner, and wanted to grant me a wish before reincarnation... I asked him if he could ask for anything, and he said yes. I thought about it, and said that I wanted to meet him again, and he said I'm afraid it's a bit difficult, because there needs to be many years in between, I said it's okay, I'm willing to wait...the result is more than 100 years..."

(End of this chapter)