76: The grass is especially green today
Even as Jiang Lan asked, he didn't really think Yao Banxian could say anything profound.
Although there were certainly many extraordinary people in this world, Jiang Lan still harbored some doubt about encountering one so easily.
As for why Yao Banxian could see… Jiang Lan wasn't clear, only assuming he had some special methods.
Yao Banxian didn't speak again. Instead, he smacked his lips, brought three fingers together, rubbed his thumb and middle finger back and forth, and made an internationally recognized gesture.
Jiang Lan smiled.
He was asking for money.
“Old man, how much do you want?”
Yao Banxian held up one finger.
Jiang Lan said, “One qian of silver?”
Yao Banxian shook his head.
Jiang Lan paused. One qian of silver was equivalent to two hundred yuan in his previous life.
Did all the roadside fortune-tellers in Great Yan dare to charge so much?
He tentatively continued, “One tael of silver?”
Yao Banxian shook his head again.
“Ten taels?”
Jiang Lan was astonished.
He had expected Yao Banxian to dare to charge a lot, but he hadn’t expected him to dare to charge *this* much.
Ten taels of silver was enough for a common family’s entire year of expenses.
But to his surprise, Yao Banxian shook his head again.
Ten taels of silver wasn’t enough?
Then how much did he want?
Could it be that he wanted a hundred taels?
It was true that Jiang Lan had money, but his mind was still sound.
Let alone a hundred taels, he wouldn’t have stayed here for even ten taels.
However, out of curiosity, he still asked with some confusion, “A hundred taels?”
Yao Banxian shook his head again.
Jiang Lan took a deep breath and smiled.
He was laughing out of exasperation.
“Then you tell me, how much do you want?”
Yao Banxian also smiled and said,
“One copper coin.”
Jiang Lan was stunned.
Just now, he had only focused on guessing higher, but he hadn’t thought of guessing lower.
He had thought of a hundred taels, even a thousand taels, but he had never imagined it would only be one copper coin.
Just the price of a steamed bun.
Now, he was even more interested in this Yao Banxian.
Jiang Lan fumbled in his embrace, took out a copper coin, and leaned over to place it on the table in front of Yao Banxian.
“Please, old sir, enlighten me.”
Yao Banxian casually picked up the copper coin and, without further ado, said directly,
“Solving it is simple. Although dark clouds gather above your head, your fate is not like that of ordinary people. You don’t need to worry; within three days, misfortune will turn to fortune, and your Lifespan will be extended.”
Jiang Lan: “…”
To say Yao Banxian was wrong, he really wasn’t wrong.
But to say Yao Banxian was right, Jiang Lan still felt a little awkward.
If he could kill a demon within three days, his Lifespan would naturally increase significantly.
In that case, saying that misfortune would turn to fortune was not a problem.
After staring at Yao Banxian for a while, Jiang Lan took out another copper coin, placed it on the fortune-telling stall in front of him, and asked,
“Then, old man, please tell me, will I be able to smoothly accomplish what I intend on this trip to Bao Ping Temple?”
Yao Banxian lowered his head and ‘looked’ at the small table.
Then, he shook his head and said,
“Not enough.”
“Hmm?”
Jiang Lan was again confused.
It was just one copper coin before, so why wasn’t it enough now?
As if knowing Jiang Lan’s confusion, Yao Banxian said again,
“The matter being asked is different, so the price is naturally different.”
“Then, old sir, what is this different price?”
This time, Yao Banxian didn’t keep him in suspense and held up one finger again.
“One tael of silver.”
Jiang Lan didn’t waste words. He took out one tael of silver from his embrace and placed it on the fortune-telling stall.
Yao Banxian reached for the silver, put it into his embrace, and then slowly said,
“It can be done, but it won’t be that easy; there will be some complications.”
“Oh?” Jiang Lan asked, “What kind of complications?”
Yao Banxian’s eyes, which only showed whites, faced Jiang Lan, then slowly closed.
After a long while, he said,
“I’ll only say one thing: he who tied the bell must untie it.”
He who tied the bell must untie it?
Jiang Lan reacted for a moment, and a figure suddenly flashed through his mind.
If this Yao Banxian wasn't talking nonsense, then the one who tied the bell must be Monk Bao Jing.
However, Jiang Lan still maintained a skeptical attitude towards the truthfulness of Yao Banxian's words.
If he was truly that capable, how could he be reduced to telling fortunes and reading faces by the temple?
Without dwelling on it, Jiang Lan glanced at Yao Banxian again, nodded, and said,
“Then I thank you, old sir.”
Just as he finished speaking and was about to leave, Yao Banxian raised his hand.
“Young friend, wait.”
“Hmm?”
Without explaining, Yao Banxian stood up, walked in front of Jiang Lan, gestured at his forehead for a while, and then slowly returned to his seat.
“What is this?” Jiang Lan was puzzled.
Yao Banxian smiled.
“We are fated; I, Banxian, will help you.”
Jiang Lan was still confused, but he didn't think much of it, leaving with a “Thank you, old sir,” and walked towards Bao Ping Temple.
After a few steps, Jiang Lan arrived at the entrance of Bao Ping Temple.
It was noon, and the temple was bustling with people, a sea of heads, much livelier than ordinary places.
Looking out from the temple gate, there were at least twenty to thirty people.
Jiang Lan stood at the temple entrance, observed for a moment, then stepped inside.
His five senses were sharper than average, and as soon as he entered the temple gate, he heard the conversations of the pilgrims inside.
“Brother Liu, I saw you here a few days ago. Why are you here again today?”
“I’m here to fulfill a vow! My wife’s belly has been getting bigger every day recently; she’s pregnant!”
“Brother Liu, I remember you and your wife have been married for less than a month, right? She’s already showing?”
“That’s why they say Bao Ping Temple is so effective! My wife went to ask, and they all said it takes three months to have such a big belly. Ours is less than a month, and her belly is already this big!”
“Hey, Brother Liu, why does this grass look so green today?”
Jiang Lan: “…”
After silently mourning for Brother Liu for a few seconds, he continued walking further into the temple.
The temple lived up to its name, resembling a large, horizontally placed pot. Upon entering, there was only a small path, which opened up after a short walk.
The Bell and Drum Tower, the Hall of the Heavenly Kings, and the Mahavira Hall were arranged in a line.
Continuing forward, Jiang Lan entered the Hall of the Heavenly Kings and felt a slight stir in his heart as he looked at the four divine statues in front of him.
Although he wasn't very knowledgeable about Buddhism, these four divine statues were clearly not much different from the Four Heavenly Kings he was familiar with in his previous life.
Not only were the characters highly similar, but even the myths and legends were the same?
After a long while, Jiang Lan shook his head.
Forget it, whether it was a parallel world or a coincidence, it had nothing to do with him.
Since he was here, he would make the best of it.
Thinking so much about useless things was pointless.
Passing through the Hall of the Heavenly Kings, Jiang Lan walked to the entrance of the Mahavira Hall.
Looking inside, three massive golden Buddha statues were placed horizontally in the center.
The three Buddha statues had similar appearances, with solemn and compassionate expressions.
Jiang Lan knew that these three Buddha statues represented the Past Buddha, the Present Buddha, and the Future Buddha, respectively.
Namely, Dipankara Buddha, Shakyamuni, and Maitreya Buddha.
Of course, these were the names used in Jiang Lan’s previous world. He did not know what these three Buddhas were called in Great Yan.
After standing and observing for a while, Jiang Lan didn't notice anything unusual, so he prepared to pass through the Mahavira Hall and look at the area behind it.
But as soon as he walked past the three massive Buddha statues, Jiang Lan stopped.
Turning his head to look behind the statues, Jiang Lan felt goosebumps instantly rise on his body.
How could this be a Buddha?
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