After being scumbag with the paranoid villain, I failed to escape

Chapter 130 Asking questions and solving doubts (fourth update)

It's two o'clock in the morning.

After Abbot Shikong and Lou Hanhai exchanged greetings, the rain that had stopped started again, and the pounding sound seemed to be about to smash a hole in the roof.

Therefore, Abbot Shikong wanted to go down the mountain and return to Jiutan Temple for a while, but it was not convenient, so he went into a wing room to rest temporarily under the emperor's arrangement.

Lou Huai took this opportunity to send someone to send a message to Abbot Shikong, saying that he had some confusion and wanted to seek his solution.

Not long after he sent the message, he received a reply saying that he was allowed to go find him, but the condition was that he could not bring anyone with him.

The place where he was located was the royal altar. Lou Huai was not afraid that if he didn't bring Lou Wan with him, some bad guys would do evil things to him here. After agreeing, he stuffed Zuo Weiyue's rabbit puppet body into the collar and released it.

Go to the wing where the abbot is staying.

"Wow!"

The rain reached its peak when Lou Huai pushed his wheelchair and arrived at the door of Abbot Shikong's wing. Looking sideways, it looked like a hole had been opened in the sky and water was pouring down.

"Koukou. Abbot Shikong, here I come."

Not long after there was a knock on the wooden door, someone opened the door from the inside. It was a middle-aged monk who had been tonsured and wore thick blue robes.

"Amitabha, Almsgiver Lou is here. The abbot is waiting for you inside."

As the middle-aged monk spoke, his eyes were attracted to the stuffed rabbit stuffed in Lou Huai's collar.

He was stunned for a moment, and then reminded Lou Huai with a faint smile: "Donor Lou, Abbot Shikong said that you can only come alone. Do you need a poor monk to help you keep this thing?"

Lou Huai stretched out his hand to hold down the rabbit puppet and asked in confusion: "I am here alone. This is just a rabbit puppet. Can't I bring it in?"

The middle-aged monk stared at Zuo Weiyue, who was pretending to be a rabbit puppet, for a long time, and finally shook his head and said something that shocked both Lou Huai and Zuo Weiyue:

"Whether this thing is a rabbit puppet or not, I think donor Lou should know better than the poor monk. What the poor monk can see, let alone Abbot Shikong."

"If Donor Lou wants to see Abbot Shikong quickly to solve his doubts, please leave this thing behind and the poor monk will help you take good care of it."

When Zuo Weiyue was in the magical world, she had read some records about monks in history books.

It is said that some monks can not only tell fortunes, but also have some very special abilities.

At that time, she still scoffed at it and thought it was complete nonsense.

Now that she actually met him, she realized that some of the news was not groundless.

Because she didn't feel any fluctuations in magical power from the monk in front of her, it was impossible to know through magical power that she was not just a "rabbit puppet".

In shock, Lou Huai finally handed the rabbit stuffed doll to the middle-aged monk in order to get Abbot Shikong's explanation.

"Then I'd like you to help me keep it."

After saying that, Lou Huai glanced at Zuo Weiyue again, then pushed the wooden wheelchair deeper into the house.

There are a few lamps scattered around the room, but the light is not very bright.

When Lou Huai followed the light all the way to the innermost room, Abbot Shikong was sitting by the window. Some dim skylight shone into the room, hitting the apricot yellow and vermilion cassock he was wearing.

As if he noticed someone was coming, Abbot Shikong stopped banging the wooden fish and gathering the sandalwood Buddhist skewers in his hands, and turned to look at Lou Huai.

Compared with when Lou Huai first met Abbot Shikong in this life, although his skin is much looser and wrinkled now, the light in his eyes is still the same as before.

When Abbot Shikong stared at him with his eyes, Lou Huai felt that his soul had nowhere to hide in front of him.

"Your Highness is here."

Abbot Shikong finished speaking in a vicissitudes of tone, smoothed his chin beard that had turned gray, stood up with his back to the light and shadow, looked at the wheelchair Lou Huai was sitting on, and said in a compassionate tone: "In front of this poor monk, Your Highness does not need

Keep up the pretense."

The abbot said, got up and closed the still open window to block the wind and rain blowing in from the outside, and then lit a lot of new candles to make the room fuller of light.

Even the monk outside who was just greeting him could guess that Zuo Weiyue was not an ordinary person. Abbot Shikong, who was more profound than that monk, could tell that he was pretending to be lame, and Lou Huai was not very surprised.

After getting up from the wheelchair, he bowed to Abbot Shikong with respect.

Then he raised his beautiful face, his eyes fell on the old man who turned to look at him, and said in a low voice: "Abbot Shikong, long time no see."

Shi Kong nodded, just like when Lou Huai saw him when he was a child, he held a newly lit lamp in his hand and approached Lou Huai to see his face.

Under the illumination of the light, the young man's open face was clearly visible. His narrow phoenix eyes, straight bridge of nose, and unusually bright red lips, combined together, should have given him a very aggressive look.

But at this moment, under the warm yellow light scattered on his face, his face seemed to have become much softer.

Seeing this, Shi Kong nodded secretly and looked at Lou Huai's palm again.

"Yes, it seems that the poor monk was not wrong."

After Shi Kong finished speaking, he let go of Lou Huai's right hand and led him to the place where the futon was placed, where there was a low table with hot tea.

"Let's sit down and talk. I think Donor Lou must have some doubts and want to ask."

After Lou Huai followed Shi Kong and knelt down on the futon, he looked at the old man who still had a compassionate expression in front of him. After a pause, he asked his first doubt.

"Is the nirvana and rebirth that you told me about when I was a child the rebirth in the sense that I understand it?"

Shi Kong picked up the teapot and poured tea into the empty teacup. When the sound of tea splashing into the cup wall was heard throughout the inner room, an old voice replied to him: "Almsgiver Lou is now looking for a poor monk again. What's the answer? It's up to you."

The conclusion has already been reached, isn’t it?”

"But what surprises the poor monk is that the fate of Donor Lou is now much deviated from what the poor monk originally predicted for you."

After saying that, a seven-percent-full cup of hot tea was emptied and poured. He pushed the tea cup in front of Lou Huai and poured it for himself.

"It's a lot off? Can you be more careful?"

Lou Huai vaguely felt that this deviation might have something to do with Zuo Weiyue, and his originally calm expression quickly became nervous.

He subconsciously touched the crane brocade bag that Zuo Weiyue had hand-sewn on his waist, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Shi Kong seemed very unhurried until he poured himself a cup of hot tea. Fang raised his eyes and looked at Lou Huai: "In the original prediction given to you, if you want to reach the highest point of power, you need to go through a lot of things."

The suffering should be at least ten points, but now it has become seven points, and it is even going down."

Having said this, Shi Kong's brows furrowed, and then he looked towards the sliding wooden door. His gaze seemed to transcend all obstacles and reach Zuo Weiyue's rabbit puppet.

"And all of this comes with a price, and it's related to the thing that shouldn't have found you."

There is a foreshadowing here, which will affect the direction of the plot later~

(End of chapter)