In the western suburbs of Jiangnan, there is a nameless temple.
By this time, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.
There are not many pilgrims here at Wuming Temple.
Master Qingyuan’s habit is to receive pilgrims in the morning and answer their questions.
In the afternoon, the doors are almost closed.
Today, the area around the Wuming Temple has undergone a round of renovations.
Lu Feng once told Master Qingyuan that he wanted to renovate the temple and cover the Buddha statues with gold.
However, Master Qingyuan rejected Lu Feng and told Lu Feng that there was no need to use these things to show sincerity.
Lu Feng did not insist, but still had the road to Wuming Temple repaired.
Making it easier for pilgrims to go to Wuming Temple to offer incense is a kind act.
Regarding this point, Master Qingyuan did not refuse.
In itself, building bridges and roads is a matter of doing good and accumulating virtue.
Lu Feng built the road leading to the Wuming Temple, which is naturally a meritorious deed.
"Stop the car and let's walk up there."
When Lu Feng saw the Wuming Temple approaching, he immediately asked He Chendong to stop the car.
He Chendong was stunned for two seconds, then nodded and stopped the car.
"Brother Feng, do you believe this very much?"
He Chendong couldn't hide his doubts and couldn't help but ask.
"Of course, why don't you believe it?"
Lu Feng smiled and just walked forward with his hands behind his back.
"But I remember you weren't..."
He Chendong swallowed his words halfway before swallowing them.
In fact, he and Lu Feng spent more time together than Long Haoxuan and Liu Yingze.
When Lu Feng first joined Jiang Nanji's family, he met He Chendong by chance.
At that time, neither of them had much money, but because of their common hobby of fitness, they became good friends who talked about everything.
So, speaking of it, He Chendong knew Lu Feng better than Long Haoxuan and others.
He had even heard Lu Feng say countless times that he never believed in fate because he could control his own fate.
"I know."
"I once said that you control your own destiny."
"Later I realized that the saying that man can conquer nature was actually a joke."
Lu Feng slowly stopped and looked up at the Wuming Temple in the distance, his eyes full of meaning.
"What, how do you say that?"
He Chendong touched his forehead, still looking confused.
"The two words destiny are actually meant to be separated."
"Human life is indeed destined, but you can change your destiny and the future path of your life by doing something."
"This is fate."
Lu Feng glanced at He Chendong and said softly.
"Brother Feng, I still don't understand."
He Chendong blinked, still looking confused.
"Give me a very simple example."
"The fortune teller said that you, Wenquxing, are destined to be number one in the world."
"But if you rely entirely on your own life, don't study all day, and do nothing, how can you become the number one scholar?"
After Lu Feng said these words, He Chendong finally understood something.
"Brother Feng, I understand what you want to say."
"Even if God gives you a good life, you still have to find your own way."
"It reminds me of a joke I saw before."
He Chendong handed Lu Feng a cigarette and said with a smile.
Lu Feng hesitated for a moment and then took it.
In fact, every time he came to see Master Qingyuan, he felt a little uneasy.
It would be good to smoke a cigarette first to calm down.
"What joke?"
Lu Feng simply sat on the stone next to him and asked casually.
"It is said that there was a man who wished all day long to win five million by buying lottery tickets, but he could not win even until his death."
"Before he died, he cursed God, saying that God was not working at all. At this time, God appeared and said aggrievedly: Then you should buy a lottery ticket first! How can you win if you don't buy it?"
After He Chendong finished speaking, Lu Feng also burst into laughter.
This incident is indeed just a joke, but it also illustrates what Lu Feng just said.
Maybe your destiny is predestined, but what kind of luck you have and what path you ultimately take are still up to your own choices.
Take Lu Feng as an example. In fact, Master Qingyuan gave him guidance a long time ago, before Lu Feng went to Min City to seek revenge against Lu Yinghao.
At that time, Lu Feng was also given a golden alms bowl, which meant that he should wash his hands in the golden basin.
Lu Feng also promised Master Qingyuan that after settling the matter in Mincheng, he would wash his hands in a golden basin.
However, things backfired, and the decision-making of the Deng family in the capital disrupted Lu Feng's plan again.
As a result, Lu Feng got to where he is today step by step.
"Dachen, do you believe in the butterfly effect?"
Lu Feng took a puff of cigarette and suddenly asked this question.
"I've heard that if there is a butterfly somewhere, it can change the direction of the airflow by flapping its wings, and it can even cause a typhoon."
He Chendong nodded, he still knew something about these things.