Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and thought, "You'll be in love."

Dan'er seemed very sad when she heard this. She touched her head and said helplessly: "You have to have a round head. Look at me, can you tell me that my head is flat?"

“Geeh…”

Xiaoxiao smiled gently, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth and charming dimples, and half-squinted her eyes and said, "I'm talking about fate, not your flat head, a fool!"

Dan'er was very happy. Poor Chinese grades were fatal. She couldn't even tell the difference between being in love and being round. She almost missed the fate and asked loudly: "Do we count as being in love? We met last night."

"You dare to tell me what happened last night! You are so bad, bad guy, you are just a bad guy..." Thinking of the embarrassment of being attacked by him last night, Xiaoxiao was angry and ashamed, with her back on her body, her cheeks flushed, and her hands were hanging in front of her waist. After a long time, she whispered: "Whether you have a fate, it depends on the Buddha!"

Dan'er looked up at the high empty door and smiled and said, "It's better to leave it to the Buddha to judge."

The two stepped into the temple gate, and both knelt on the cushion and bowed to the Buddha statue three times. This made Daner feel extremely exciting, just like a couple worshiping the world. If they come to the Eastern Jin Dynasty and marry such a beautiful lady like a flower, they will definitely surprise their parents and make women all over the world dim. He will set up a street stall day and night to support her. No, if they set up a street stall day and night, they will give Brother Wang next door a chance, and he will have to take her to set up a street stall together...

"I got up and draw lots, what are you still thinking?" Xiaoxiao pulled him gently and pulled him back from his imagination.

Dan'er smiled, picked up the sign and shook it. He jumped out and handed it directly to the old monk.

The monk slowly picked up the bamboo stick and said quietly, "What is the donor asking?"

Dan'er replied: "Marriage, I want to ask if I have a relationship with this little girl?"

The monk squinted his eyes and started to recite: "I saw it in the dream of looking for flowers in the mirror, and I like it in the sky when I catch the moon in the water. Life is more than a thousand years apart, and I will be drifting in the future."

"What does that mean? What does it mean, Master!" Dan'er was eager to know the answer. He felt that his soul had been hooked by this woman, but the impression of goddess Manqiu became increasingly faint in his mind.

?? "Amitabha, the donor draws a lottery ticket. The signature says that what you see is nothing but the moon in the mirror. What you think is close to you is actually far away from the world. You will be bound by the dream of the moon in the mirror for the rest of your life. You have no fate with this girl. Never be attached to it. Letting go is your ultimate liberation. Your fate is not here. Except for life and death, everything else in the world is nothing. If you look through it, let go, and then you will be free."

?Dan'er's face was nowhere to be seen when she heard the monk's signature, and her eyebrows were frowning. The trace of love that had just emerged was extinguished. Xiaoxiao's face was pale, her eyebrows were frowning, and her heart seemed to be very painful. The two of them didn't know what to do for a moment.

Seeing that the two of them looked ugly, the monk said, "The donor and this girl are never from the same world and cannot stay together for the rest of their lives."

Dan'er was shocked. The monk seemed to be much better than Liu's blind man. He could tell at a glance that he was not a person in this world, but the matter was caused by humans. There was no encounter in this world for no reason. Since he met, he had to fight for it. Even though he was short and ugly, he still had to fight for it when he met this fairy-like girl. So he put the sign back in the sign, walked to the Buddha, knelt down devoutly, bowed three times, and shook another one. He picked it up and saw that it was really strange, it was still the same one. His face was even pale and a little hysterical. He put it back in the sign, shaking hard, and jumped out one, and it was still the same. This happened more than ten times. Every time the bamboo stick jumped out was that one. Dan'er was shaking all over, sweating profusely on his forehead, and his teeth were clattering.

? "Amitabha, the donor draw another ten thousand times. Sometimes there will be destiny. Don't force it when you have no destiny. All marriages have long been destined. Don't go against the will of heaven and change your destiny." The monk said with his eyes closed.

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"I don't believe in fate, nor do I believe in heaven. It must be that there is a ghost in your signature." Dan'er looked back at Xiaoxiao, angrily poured out the whole box of bamboo sticks, and checked one by one, but saw dozens of bamboo sticks with different signatures, and nothing was wrong. Then she completely deflated and sat in front of the Buddha.

?The monk opened his eyes and looked at him with a smile: "No matter how you change, you can never escape this fate. Let it go, and you will be free. Everyone has their own origins and their own way back. Why should the donor force him?"

After more than ten times of tossing, Dan'er finally surrendered to the softness, discharged only two pieces of silver from her pocket, placed it in front of the monk, fled in panic, and felt extremely depressed. Perhaps Blind Liu was right, and she had no chance of being a woman in her life.

? "Young Master Xie," Xiaoxiao followed him out, saw him dejected and smiled faintly: "Do you really believe in life?"

"Xiaoxiao, it seems that my head is really flat!" Dan'er smiled bitterly and said, "The Buddha has sentenced me to death. Even if I draw ten thousand tickets, I will not be able to do so!"

Xiaoxiao was thinking, and whispered while walking, "Why should you lower your eyebrows? Fate is actually a matter of deceiving fools and resentment. It is up to people to do things. I am just teasing you. Where is the destiny in this world? Su Xiaoxiao grew up in a honeypot. At that time, I really thought that God was destined to make me happy in this life. Until my family fell into the trap, my parents were framed and passed away, and when I was in the hairpin, I fell into the dust and tasted all the bitterness of the world, and I realized how cruel God was to Xiaoxiao. Xiaoxiao had already swore that he must find out the culprits of framed my parents back then and give them justice in the spirit of heaven."

Su Xiaoxiao's expression was sad and graceful, and her voice gradually choked: "In the brothel, I met some happy guests every day. They all looked vulgar and desolate. All they wanted was the stimulation on their little body. However, Su Xiaoxiao cherished her body as jade. Even though she lived in brothel for a long time, she only sang and performed her skills. She would rather die than sell herself. Therefore, no man touched my body until last night..."

After hearing this, Dan'er was extremely excited when she looked at her eyes. She accidentally touched her breast last night and became the first man to touch her body. The key point was that he also heard that there seemed to be encouragement and comfort in the words.

In this time travel incident, Xie Dan did not ask for too much welfare. As long as he could get Su Xiaoxiao's heart, he would be satisfied. If love could travel through 1,800 years and stage a vigorous stage in the Health City of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, what kind of glory would it be? Dan'er thought about it more and more beautiful. The haze of the lottery just now disappeared. Looking at her helplessly crying, she was at a loss and shivered, "Has that enemy been found? Although Xie Dan'er is incompetent, she is willing to go through fire and water for the girl and kill the evil man."

Su Xiaoxiao wiped her tears and shook her head and sighed: "You are a foreigner, and you have this kind of heart that has moved Xiaoxiao very much. Why bother to wade into this muddy water!"

"You look down on me?"

"That human rights are in power and orders the world, Xiaoxiao really doesn't want to implicate the young master!"

"A scholar died for his confidant. It is my greatest happiness in my life to be able to enjoy my face and travel with Xiaoke. How can I get it?!"

"Young Master, don't say it anymore. It's getting late. I'll give a question to the Second Hall of the Insect tonight. If you are interested in Xiaoxiao, please invite Xiaoxiao to the Second Hall of the Insect to deal with it. The answerer will be a guest of the small entrance. Xiaoxiao and Xiaoxiao have a long talk with you all night long!"

?Dan'er was a little happy and frightened. He was happy that the little girl took the initiative to invite him to be her guest of the curtain. He was frightened by the talented people in her belly. How could she really recite poems? In the morning, it was just a blind cat and a dead mouse. But since Xiaoxiao sent an invitation, he couldn't let it go? No matter how bad he had to try it, he nodded and walked into the city with her.

During this outing day, Dan'er seemed to have fallen into love. He had never felt this way. When he walked outside Wuyi Lane, he looked at him charmingly: "Young master goes back and change his clothes, I'll wait for you in the second hall of insects!"

Seeing that his dirty and wrinkled down jacket was too alternative, Dan'er nodded and said, "Don't worry, girl, I thank Dan'er for coming tonight!"

He took the initiative to go out. For Xiaoxiao, he decided to step into the brothel for the first time in his life to compete with the group of happy guests and be the guest of the small entrance. At this time, the most important thing was to borrow a cleaner outfit from Dog Tu, then bid farewell to Su Xiaoxiao and go to Dog Tug Tu store.
Chapter completed!