Chapter 718 This person is no longer the same person
Changqing noticed her sudden look, and his gaze shifted to the winding mountains.
"Miss Jiang is more stable than her peers. Female donors like you rarely have such a look on their face."
He can see it.
She was not looking at the scenery, but the vast sea behind the scenery.
Even a Taoist like him rarely realizes this way. She is clearly in her prime, but she has a sudden sense of vicissitudes of life.
Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, regained his thoughts, and smiled.
"Maybe it's because I read a lot of books, and I happen to know some occult arts. I know more than my peers."
Changqing nodded, did not continue to ask, and turned to look at the fine snow falling outside.
After watching for a while, Jiang Li suddenly said, "Can I ask the Taoist Priest a question?"
"Donor, please tell me."
"You are very knowledgeable. Do you know what would happen if a person's numerology suddenly breaks down and goes to an extreme that is different from the original one?"
In Su Yinwan's case, she read many ancient books but could not find any answer.
Now I happened to come to this Taoist temple and met a Taoist priest with good Taoism. Maybe he can give me the answer I want.
Changqing frowned and thought for a while.
"The hexagrams are man-made, and a person's life trajectory is generally determined. Usually people do not have extraordinary luck and ability, so the possibility of reversing their fate is very small, but it is not impossible."
"Some extremely powerful magic circles can be used, or..." Changqing took a deep look at Jiang Li, "This person is no longer the same person."
Jiang Li was startled.
yes.
Why didn't she think of this?
Her numerology has also undergone earth-shaking changes, isn't it just because her soul is no longer the same?
Maybe Su Yinwan’s too?
But why did she take a completely different path from the one in the book?
"Then..." Jiang Li asked back, "Have the little Taoist priest ever encountered the following situation?"
"Maybe." Chang Qing said, "But Pindao grew up in the temple since he was a child. He rarely goes down the mountain and has little opportunity to practice. If the donor has any problems, maybe Pindao's master can help you solve your doubts."
"You mean Taoist Master Shuiyun?"
Before coming here, she had often heard He Yun mention this Taoist Shuiyun.
In order to rest, he chose several Taoist temples to compare.
This Taoist temple was originally the one he least wanted to consider because it was too remote and dilapidated.
But the moment he climbed the mountain and saw Taoist Master Shuiyun, he was shocked by his temperament.
The description of "Xianfeng Daogu" is not an exaggeration at all.
Moreover, the other party's conversation was of high quality, which made him very comfortable. In addition, the environment here was not bad and no fans would know and disturb him, so he finally decided on this place.
She had been interested in Taoist Priest Shuiyun before, so it would be best if she had the chance to meet him now.
"But it's a pity." Changqing shook his head gently, "Master just retreated in seclusion two days ago. I'm afraid it's not suitable to see guests today."
Jiang Li was somewhat disappointed, but still smiled and said:
"It doesn't matter, we will meet each other if we are destined."
Changqing glanced at her, his eyes darkening a little.
The two of them walked around the back mountain for a while. Jiang Li basically understood the situation of this Taoist temple and became a little curious.
"Principal Changqing, I see that the spiritual power of the founder of your temple is quite strong. You practice so well and the surrounding scenery is also good. How come there are not many people coming?"
She noticed it when she came in.
Most of the golden statues of the Patriarch placed in the hall have fallen off, and the eaves are also in a precarious position, barely sheltering from the wind and cold.
It can be seen that the incense in their temple is not strong.
Changqing let out a long sigh.
"Incense burning is also a business. As Miss Jiang has seen, our Shuiyunguan business is not very good."
"Grandpa Grandpa's spirit is a spirit, but Shuiyun Mountain is located in a remote location and not many people know about it. In addition, several grand temples in the capital have always had strong incense, so few people come to our place."
Jiang Lidao: "Then haven't you ever thought about publicity?"
"We have tried it. Junior Brother Changsong and I have gone down the mountain many times this year, but we have made little progress. The number of people who came here is not as large as the number of people who followed you here today, Miss Jiang."
Jiang Li nodded, looking at this feng shui place full of spiritual power, he couldn't help but feel pity.
Changqing took her around the Taoist temple again, and then invited her to eat vegetarian food.
The dishes inside are all made from wild vegetables native to the Taoist temple, which are fresh and delicious.
But Jiang Yan couldn't get used to such bland food and complained several times.
Jiang Li glanced at him while holding the bowl and chopsticks, and said calmly: "Jiang Yan, Grandmaster, you'd better be careful what you say when you step on your feet, otherwise -"
"hiss--"
Before Jiang Li finished speaking, Jiang Yan bit his own tongue.
The very heavy kind.
The smell of blood immediately spread in his mouth, and he jumped up and down in the room in pain.
Several people around the table ate their meals in silence.
Jiang Yan became much quieter after that. Not only did he finish all the food, he even bowed devoutly twice after eating.
The snow stopped in the afternoon.
Surprisingly, some pilgrims came to the temple.
Jiang Li also finished shopping and took Ji Yanbai back.
After Changqing saw off the people, he went back and saw Changsong walking over happily.
"Senior brother, there were many pilgrims here at noon, more than we had in the previous days combined. This donor Jiang is really our lucky star."
Changqing smiled meaningfully, said nothing, lifted up his robe and stepped into the temple.
"Isn't Changrong up yet?"
"No, senior brother, it's not like you don't know that as soon as Master goes into seclusion, that kid starts to be lazy. He even couldn't get out of bed for the past two days and kept feeling cold until noon."
Changqing frowned and was about to go to Changrong's room to scold him when he saw him rubbing his eyes and opening the door and coming out.
"Senior brother," the little guy said in a sticky voice, "It's very noisy in the temple today. Is there anyone here? Have you received the incense money? Can you install an air conditioner in my room?"
Changsong laughed twice and said, "Junior brother Changrong, there are many pilgrims in the temple today, and there is a female donor who donated 100,000 incense money!"
Chang Rong's eyes opened in a flash.
His eyes were originally big and watery, but now they were as big as copper bells.
"One hundred thousand incense money?!" He rushed to Changqing again with a "swish", "Then can all the rooms in our temple be equipped with air conditioners?!"
Changqing lifted Fuchen and knocked his head lightly, and Shi Shiran walked forward.
"Don't think about it, that money is reserved for my grandpa to build a golden body."
"Ah?!" Changrong chased after him in disappointment.
"Then can't you just install air conditioning in my room? You and Master can both go and sleep."
Changqing refuses to eat anything soft or hard, "So you have done too little homework. If you work more, you can be like me and master who are not afraid of cold or heat."
Chang Rong was speechless and stood on the corridor with his mouth pouted and stopped talking.
Changqing waved to him and said, "Come and have a meal."
Changrong: "Humph."
Changqing took a few steps back, with a somewhat profound look on his face.
"Do you know who the female donor who donated the incense money is?"