A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1465 - 285: All Is Destiny—Fate Begins, Fate Ends

The monk looked at her closely, hurriedly lowered his head, and silently recited in his heart that form is emptiness, emptiness is form, then said: "Are you a friend of Senior Fei Xin?"

Fei Xin? It should be Huahua’s Dharma name, Yun Ya nodded: "Yes."

"Follow me." Fei Ye turned and walked ahead, secretly chanting Buddha in his heart, as a monk, all five aggregates are empty, how could he be confused by mere appearances?

Fei Ye led her to the meditation room and left, Yun Ya knocked on the door, Yan Hua came over to open it, and upon seeing Yun Ya, pulled her inside.

Yun Ya saw her eyes were red and swollen, obviously she had just cried, Yan Hua then asked: "Where have you been before?"

"Just strolling around the mountain." Yun Ya said, walking over to check Yan Nanfeng’s pulse, sighed inwardly, it would be just these couple of days.

Yan Hua held her hand and said: "Yun Ya, have you been here before?"

Yun Ya shook her head: "No." After saying these words she looked at her: "Why do you say that?"

Yan Hua looked at her carefully, "It’s nothing, the meditation room has already been tidied up for you, running around with me must have been very exhausting, go and rest."

Yun Ya nodded, "Come and call me if there’s anything."

After saying that, she got up and walked out.

Yan Hua glanced at Yun Ya’s back, sighed, and leaned on Yan Nanfeng.

The meditation room was not large, but very simple and clean, with an old brick bed on which lay a quilt, washed very clean, with a sunny smell, besides there was only a square table and two chairs, a porcelain pot and two cups on the table, nothing else.

She walked over and pushed open the window, immediately seeing the other side of Han Mountain, misty under the sunlight, spectacular.

Yun Ya instantly fell in love with the place, as if far removed from the world, everything was so simple and peaceful, as if the universe had only herself left, so quiet that she could hear her own heartbeat.

At noon, the same little monk brought her the vegetarian meal, a bowl of rice and two dishes, one water-boiled greens, one "fish-flavored shredded pork." made with vegetarian ingredients, without any meat, this dish was especially prepared for guests who might not be used to vegetarian fare.

Yun Ya ate a few bites, although bland, the aftertaste was endless, having tasted too many delicacies but none compared to this simple porridge and vegetables.

Yun Ya ate it all, not leaving a drop behind, walked around the room for a while, Fei Ye came in to collect the bowls, Yun Ya looked at the scenery for a while, lay on the bed for a nap, even the air was tranquil here, with no distracting thoughts, she soon fell asleep.

Waking up again, the sun was slanting in the west, shining on the square table, making the whole room warm and bright.

Yun Ya got out of bed, neatly folded the quilt, opened the door and walked out, first went to see Yan Nanfeng, standing at the door listening to their conversation, sighed, and turned away.

She strolled casually around the temple, walked to the main hall, saw many incense visitors burning incense and praying with sincerity, Yun Ya did not worship gods nor pay homage to Buddha, so she simply glanced and passed by, seeing someone with bamboo sticks seeking an old monk sitting in the corner of the hall to interpret the sticks.

The old monk, judging by his attire, should be the host, though over seventy years old, he had a very good demeanor, kind and benevolent, reminiscent of Buddha’s precious looks, lacking solemnity, full of compassion.

A man in his thirties dressed as a professional approached with sticks, respectfully said: "Master, what does my stick mean?"

The monk took the stick, glanced at it, and said casually: "Seeking marriage or seeking career?"

"Career." The man asked with a look of anticipation.

The monk returned the stick to him: "Read it once."

Confused, the man took it and read aloud: "Casually yesterday there is today, profit yet achieved nor fame marked, doing things hides head and shows tail, better to water canna lilies. Master, what does this really mean?"

The monk looked at him calmly, "Don’t understand yet?"

The man was bewildered.

"When acting, don’t be timid and hesitant, be open-handed and upright, don’t fear the wolf ahead and tiger behind, otherwise, you will accomplish nothing, the fate ends here, benefactor, take care, Amitabha Buddha..."

"Yes, yes, yes, master is right, I recently encountered a project, I am just too cautious, haven’t made up my mind yet, watching it about to be snatched by the rival company, if this project flies away, my whole company with hundreds of people would end up in trouble... Master, thank you, I know what to do now."

The man walked away joyously.

Yun Ya watched quietly, thinking that many people in this world cannot see the road ahead, they are confused, fearful, uneasy, and the emergence of Buddha is the great hand that clears the fog, giving them faith in their hearts, making their steps no longer hesitant, regardless of how the path ahead is, as long as there is faith in the heart, fearless of all hardships.