Chapter 304 Beautiful Spider Spirit VS Cold and Ascetic Monk 8
"Donor Yu."

Suddenly, Xuan Ji stopped, turned around, and looked at her with complicated eyes, "What happened last night was due to my lack of cultivation. Although I had no choice, I still broke the Buddhist rules. I, Xuan Ji, must bear this sin alone and practice in seclusion to seek a pure mind and the depth of Buddhism."

Upon hearing this, Yu Yao frowned slightly with a complicated expression.

She raised her eyes to look at Xuan Ji and said softly, "Master, everything in the world has its cause and effect. This was not your intention, so how can you be blamed alone? Isn't it part of our practice to work together for the welfare of the people?"

Xuan Ji shook his head and looked into the distance: "Donor Yu is kind and compassionate, and I am grateful. But Buddhism emphasizes cause and effect. Since I have violated the precepts, I must bear the consequences. I have decided to return to the back mountain of Wanfo Temple immediately to practice in seclusion, purify my inner demons with Buddhism, and atone for my sins."

Yu Yao knew very well that once Xuan Ji’s decision was made, it would be difficult to change.

She gently stroked her lower abdomen. She had already swallowed the Dragon and Phoenix Pill and was pregnant with Xuan Ji's child. She had no control over what this man did, nor did she want to care.

All that’s left is to find a place to give birth to the baby quietly.

No, there is still that poor scholar Su Jin who has not been dealt with. He is the one who killed the original owner, and she has not completed this task yet.

It seems it's time to act.

She looked at Xuan Ji and said calmly, "Master, since you have made this decision, I respect it. I hope that during your retreat, you can concentrate on your studies and realize the true meaning of Buddhism as soon as possible, so that you can save more people from suffering."

After saying this, Yu Yao bowed lightly and turned to leave.

However, just as she was about to take a step, Xuan Ji suddenly spoke, his voice was filled with tenderness and reluctance: "Donor Yu, you are kind-hearted and talented, and your future will be bright and open. Although I cannot be by your side, I hope that everything goes well for you and that you will be blessed with a long life."

Yu Yao stopped, looked back at Xuan Ji, and smiled, "Master, don't worry, I will take good care of myself. I may not continue to live in Wanfo Temple in the future. Perhaps, I will travel around the world on your behalf and benefit the people."

The two looked at each other for a moment, as if at this moment, all the misunderstandings, regrets and reluctance turned into deep blessings.

Yu Yao glanced at Xuan Ji, then turned and left.

The figure gradually walked away in the morning light.

Xuan Ji looked at her back, his eyes full of reluctance and attachment. He closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, everything was clear.

He clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and chanted Buddhist mantras, silently praying for Yu Yao in his heart: May she be well forever, safe and happy, free from disasters and have a smooth life.

"Master, why did you get here? It took me a while to find you."

Just then, Jueming ran over breathlessly and said worriedly.

Xuan Ji turned around, and his plain clothes looked particularly handsome in the morning light.

His eyes were deep, as if he could see through everything in the world, but they also concealed an indescribable fatigue. "It's just that I'm walking out and taking a look at the scenery in this world, maybe I can find a little relief."

Jueming did not think much about it and quickly handed over the pottery jar in his hand, "Master, I have already collected the herbs for detoxification and found a kind female donor to help boil it. Please drink it while it is hot. The sooner the poison is detoxified, the easier it will be for us to return to Wanfo Temple."

Xuan Ji's gaze swept lightly over the pottery jar. The medicinal fragrance emanating from it seemed to dispel the coldness around it.

But he shook his head gently, "You don't have to drink the medicine. The poison in my body has been cured."

"Resolved?"

Jueming was stunned when he heard this, "How is it possible? Last night you didn't..."

Before he finished speaking, he realized his mistake and quickly shut his mouth.

Xuan Ji's expression was unnatural, and his eyes were filled with complex emotions that were difficult to describe. "Everything in the world is interdependent and mutually exclusive. Some poisons cannot be cured by drugs alone."

When Jueming heard this, he felt confused but also relieved.

Then he remembered something and looked around and asked, "Where is Master Yu Shi? Isn't she with you? Why can't I see her?"

Xuan Ji's expression became complicated. He raised his head and looked into the distance, which was the direction where Yu Yao left.

A moment of silence.

He then slowly said: "She...has her own way to go, and has already left."

Jueming nodded, not quite understanding. Although he had a thousand questions in his mind, he tactfully did not ask any more.

He turned to look at Xuan Ji and found that the master's complexion was indeed much better. He felt relieved and said, "In this case, I will go pack up the instruments and belongings, and we will set off back to the temple."

Xuan Ji nodded slightly and watched Jueming's receding back, but ripples appeared in his heart.

He recalled the time he spent with Yu Yao. Although it was short, it was enough for him to feel the warmth and beauty of the world. However, as a Buddhist, he could not have the slightest greed or attachment.

He put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, may she be safe and happy in this life and get what she wants."

Then he left, and the forest path returned to tranquility again.

After Xuan Ji returned to Wanfo Temple, he went to the back mountain to practice alone and began to seclude himself for a long time to atone for his sins.

The people in Wanfo Temple did not know the real reason why Xuan Ji was in seclusion, they just thought that he wanted to comprehend Buddhism.

The golden sunlight gently shines on the earth, coating every inch of land in Sujia Village, Guluo Town, Lianhua County, Ningzhou City with a layer of warm gold.

On this day, a streak of light streaked across the sky and landed in the grove outside Sujia Village. After the light dissipated, a graceful figure of a woman appeared.

The woman was Yu Yao.

The reason why she came here was naturally to fulfill the original owner's wish, which was the second task.

She slowly walked out of the woods. The dirt road under her feet was bumpy, as if recording the vicissitudes of time.

In the fields on both sides of the road, the crops are sparse and not growing well.

The stream in the village was turbid and flowed slowly, emitting a faint stench.

As she stepped into Sujia Village, she saw several children chasing and playing on the dirt road, their laughter ringing.

Not far away, a few wisps of smoke rose slowly from the chimney, and a yellow dog was lying at the door, lazily basking in the sun.

When he saw Yu Yao approaching, he just raised his eyelids and continued to doze off.

Although Yu Yao had a clear destination in mind, in order not to appear abrupt, she still asked an old lady who was drawing water from the well: "Auntie, how do I get to Su Jin's house?"

The old lady had a dark complexion, and her face was full of wrinkles like ravines. Her eyes were slightly cloudy, but they revealed a simplicity and shrewdness.

The old lady put down the bucket, looked Yu Yao up and down, and asked curiously, "Why are you looking for that poor scholar Su Jin?"

Yu Yao smiled slightly and thought: Of course I have to settle the score with this heartless Lang.

But he said, "Auntie, I have heard that Mr. Su is very talented and has a good handwriting. It just so happens that my family needs to write a letter, so I want to ask for your advice."

The old lady curled her lips with disdain, "Girl, that Su Jin is just a poor scholar with no great future. His home is at the east end of the village. It is the adobe house left by his parents. You can see it at a glance."

Yu Yao thanked the old lady and walked in the direction she pointed.

In the plot, on the day she first crossed over, the original owner was finally let go by Xuan Ji and did not return to Wanfo Temple with Xuan Ji. After that, she met Su Jin.

Because she went to conquer Xuan Ji first, Su Jin and she are still strangers and they don't know each other yet.

Yu Yao thought this was a good idea as it saved her a lot of trouble.

While I was thinking about these things, my footsteps had already appeared in front of Su Jin's house.

A dilapidated and yellowed adobe house with a thatched roof.

The door to the yard was not closed, but ajar. She gently pushed the door open and walked in.

There were some old farm tools piled up in a mess in the yard, and in the corner there was a broken water jar half full of water.

When I stepped into the room, I saw Su Jin sitting in front of a tattered desk, copying something with great concentration.

At this time, Su Jin was in his youth. He was wearing a blue shirt that was washed to a white color, but it was clean and tidy. He had a handsome face, and his brows revealed a bit of the elegance and unruliness of a scholar.

She looks pretty, but unfortunately she is such a ruthless person.

Yu Yao looked at the man in front of her and complained silently in her heart.

Su Jin noticed someone, looked up, and saw a very beautiful woman standing at the door of his main room.

The moment he saw Yu Yao, surprise and confusion flashed in his eyes.

"Girl, who are you looking for?"

Su Jin put down the pen in his hand, stood up, and had a polite yet slightly distant smile on his face.