"Master!"

  He Lean, with his shiny bald head and grey-blue monks robe, happily ran into the Zen room carrying a stack of exquisite vegetarian dishes. However, amidst the heavily stacked bookshelves, there was no sign of anyone resembling Maitreya Buddha. Just as he was puzzled, a lazy yawn came from the corner inside.

  She curiously looked over and saw that on the low, wide windowsill, a bright red figure had suddenly appeared before her eyes. The person seemed like a fairy from a painting, so beautiful as to be beyond compare. The sunlight shone down brightly, and she thought she was seeing things, rubbed her eyes, still there, rubbed them again, still there. So she asked: "Who are you? How did you get into my masters meditation room?"

  That flash of crimson gazed at her in astonishment, saying disbelievingly: "You can actually see me? You really can see me?"

  “！”

  He Lians eyes widened in horror, this person spoke as if others couldnt see him, and he heard him say with a barely concealed smile: "Ive been dead for a hundred years, and no one has ever been able to see me."

  "Are you a ghost?" He Lians eyes trembled as he stared at him, hastily retreating several steps, his wavering gaze flashing, and saw that the man had a shadow under his feet. He looked suspicious: "But but but you have a shadow!"

  He smiled and said, "In the past hundred years, I have cultivated from a ghost to a demon. Not only do I have a shadow, but I can also bask in the sunlight and absorb its essence. If you dont believe me, Ill twist my head off for you to see, but that wont work, it will scare you. How about I turn into a flower instead?" As he spoke, a red hibiscus flower suddenly appeared from his palm and flew onto the plate she was holding.

  He Lians eyes widened in horror as she stared at the strange him, then at the bright red flowers. A scream was brewing and about to squeeze out of her lungs when a familiar, weathered male voice full of helplessness said: "Seventeenth Master, youre teasing kids again."

  She turned her head in surprise, only to see her master, who looked like Maitreya Buddha, walking slowly and steadily towards her.

  "Whats with this guy who suddenly appeared beside me, still eating a piece of vegetarian dish and chewing it? Hes really human, not some fox spirit or monster from somewhere?! She had already experienced the extraordinary event of being reborn, so encountering some kind of ghost or monster wasnt impossible, she almost got scared to death just now!"

  The man used the hand that held the vegetables to turn her smooth head, forcing her to look at him, and smiled: "Have you ever seen a demon as handsome as me who was transformed from a fox?" Then, ignoring her miserable cries and struggles because she thought his hands were dirty, he asked Old Master Yikong, "Is this little guy the cook you said I could borrow?"

  Konghe Shang and a voice of Buddha responded in unison: "Yes, this is the new outer disciple Anle that I have just accepted."

  He Lean seemed to have understood, and with disbelieving tears in her eyes, she looked at her master and said: "Master, are you going to sell me out?"

  "This is your trial, your hair may be cut off, but the worldly ties are not yet severed. If you truly want to cultivate Buddhism with a pure heart, come back then." Monk Kong said kindly: "For now, just follow the 17th donor."

  The old man waved his hand and He Lean was dragged down the mountain by the man, clutching her collar, like a discarded little dog.

  Until the golden plaque of "Qianqin Wangfu" appeared before her eyes, she slowly came back to her senses, staring at the red-clothed man beside her with wide eyes: "Who are you!!!" In her previous life, she had used every means to seduce the young master of this mansion in order to achieve her goal, harming the imperial heir and plotting to usurp the throne, causing the entire mansion to be implicated and searched.

  "I said Im the steward of this mansion, do you believe me?" The man grabbed the small servant who was about to turn and run away, saying with a playful smile.

  "What do you know about why I became a monk? When I was young, my mother asked the mountain god to tell my fortune, saying that I lacked virtue in my fate. If I wanted to live a peaceful life, I had to stay away from the homes of kings and nobles. Otherwise, disaster would strike and calamity would befall me, and it would also affect others. Whoever gets close to me will die. You seem like a good person, so spare both me and yourself!"

  "What a coincidence, I was also fated by the mountain god when I was young. He said my fate is particularly hard, its the kind that others cant kill even if they want to, and whats more coincidental is that everyone in our family has this kind of fate, so you can rest assured and come on in." The man pulled her up the elegant steps, across the threshold, and into the beautifully landscaped garden-style mansion.

  A beautiful maid servant came forward with a gentle smile, and they all bowed their heads in unison to say: "Prince of Yue".

  He Lean stared at the man in shock: "You... youre Prince Yue of Guang!" It turned out that he was the younger brother of the Crown Prince of Qin.

  "Hmm? Your expression is quite strange, as if youve said many bad things about me behind my back and finally met the real person today." The Duke of Yue leisurely sized her up, "Others beg and yearn to work in the palace, but you look even more frightened than if youd seen a ghost. How is it that you really did slander our palace before?"

  "How can a monk speak such deceitful words!"

  "Thats what you slandered before you became a monk."

  He Lean shouted word by word: "No! Yes!" I just didnt want you to be searched, I really havent slandered you, okay?!

  "But you, as the prince, why dont you use this king to refer to yourself!" If she had known from the start that he was a prince, she would have tied herself to the temple with her belt and vowed never to leave the mountain!

  Marquis Yuewang smiled and said: "Can I erase my identity as a king just by not calling myself Ben Wang?"

  Although it cant kill, but it can make people know your noble identity from the start, how far to hide!

  He Lean was filled with regret and could only sincerely plead: "I really cant work in the palace, youd better find someone else. There are many young monks who cook excellent vegetarian dishes, with your status, you can have ten of them if you want."

  "What can I do? Since I was a child, I have had this bad habit. The more others are unwilling to do something, the more I like to force them to do it."

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