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Chapter 336: 154 Going Viral (Second Update)

“You only figured out half.”

Jue Chen stared at her closely, and suddenly laughed. He suddenly grabbed Ye Zhen’s wrist, which startled her. She always felt that the old monk’s laughter was particularly lewd, and she quickly withdrew her hand: “What are you doing?”

“Borrowing a body to resurrect?” Jue Chen stroked his beard and murmured: “Interesting, really interesting.”

Ye Zhen jumped in shock, suddenly standing up: “Old monk, what… what do you know?”

“All phenomena are empty, only cause and effect are not empty, you will understand later, you are fortunate to have benefactors.” Jue Chen said with a smirk.

Thinking of something, he suddenly said, “You are friends with the girl who copies sutras, aren’t you? I was wondering why you look familiar, you always squat outside my Yue Lao Hall and sneak a peek, you have nothing better to do, do you?”

“What did you mean by what you just said? What does it mean ‘I’ll understand later’?”

“Oh dear, curiosity killed the cat, don’t you know? The secrets of heaven must not be revealed.” Jue Chen said, nodding and shaking his head.

“Being close to that girl is only beneficial to you, not harmful.” Jue Chen pointed at the Buddhist beads on Ye Zhen’s wrist.

“All things have spirits, only my Buddhist teachings are boundless, Amitofo.” Jue Chen said with a feigned profundity.

Unconsciously, Jing Yun reached the guesthouse entrance.

“Master Jing Yun?”

Jing Yun looked up, it was a slightly chubby old woman, who looked excited to see him.

Jing Yun gave a slight smile: “Master Hu.”

The old woman in front of him was named Hu Xiangyue, she had amassed wealth over many years, and was a prosperous woman. She was also Master’s most devout follower, often donating incense money to the temple, organizing volunteers for charity, she was truly kind and generous.

Hu Xiangyue looked in the direction of the west guest room and asked: “Master Jing Yun, is the nun who came to meet Master Jue Ming recently staying there?

I heard from little Master Jing Yan that she has been copying the Avatamsaka Sutra for a week, it is a boundless merit indeed.”

“Yes.”

Thinking about something, Hu Xiangyue suddenly said: “Is her surname Zhu?”

Jing Yun shook his head and smiled: “I only know her Dharma name, not her worldly name.”

“But she is about sixteen or seventeen, beautiful as a fairy?”

Jing Yun was taken aback, his clear eyes seemed to drift with the clouds, he smiled faintly: “All appearances are empty.”

A faint puzzled look crossed Jing Yun’s face.

Hu Xiangyue explained: “In Jiangzhou, there is a wealthy family with the surname Zhu. Three months ago, they had a big uproar. It turned out that the daughter they had raised for sixteen years was not actually theirs. The real daughter, it is said, had been raised in a nunnery since she was little. At first, many people were skeptical and were waiting to see the Zhu family become a laughingstock. But this real daughter, oh, not only is she beautiful as a fairy, gentle and smart, but also possesses a Bodhisattva’s heart. Despite her young age, her understanding of Buddhism is profound. The noble ladies of Jiangzhou are eager to meet her, but this Miss Zhu keeps a low profile. Many people who have visited the Zhu family have been turned away. There are many more rumors about her, apart from her, I can’t think of anyone else with such a cultivation.”

Hu Xiangyue said with a look of wonder.

Jing Yun furrowed his eyebrows, so she had such a background, more dramatic than a play.

“Master Jue Ming must have had a high opinion of her after meeting her, otherwise he wouldn’t let her copy the Avatamsaka Sutra by hand. This is a test for her. To receive such special care from Master Jue Ming at a such young age, she has an unlimited future, an unlimited future…”

As Hu Xiangyue went on and on, Jing Yun entered the guesthouse and arrived at the door of the west guest room.

A gust of wind came from nowhere, pushing the slightly open door ajar. The door creaked and revealed a delicate and beautiful silhouette.

The girl was not disturbed by the wind, she didn’t even notice the two people standing at the door, her head down concentrating on writing.

The wind blew her skirt, her figure was ethereal like a lonely swan, and as cold as snowy lotus.

Hu Xiangyue exclaimed: “Such grace, it must be Miss Zhu.”

Jing Yun watched quietly, fiddling with the Buddhist beads at his fingertips. His lustrous peach blossom eyes were filled with clear and merciful intent.

The master had attested to the supreme Bodhi in her, not in the pages of the sutra, but in the mundane world.

He had always been half-convinced, at this moment, it was as if he had suddenly realized something.

Came from the world of mortals, return to the world of mortals. The path to the great way, has never been smooth sailing..