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Ye Cheng hurriedly approached, cupped his hands, and smiled, "We come from City A, and I hope we haven't disturbed your tranquility, Daoist Priest. If there is any impropriety, please forgive me."
The Old Daoist Priest looked up and surveyed everyone before smiling at Ye Cheng and saying, "You flatter me. I am not in a state of tranquility here; rather, you all have become my benefactors. I feel quite ashamed. If you do not mind, please come to my humble abode for a chat."
Ye Cheng and the Old Daoist Priest exchanged polite words, feeling as if they had returned to ancient times. A few of them followed the Old Daoist Priest to the back of the temple, where they found a simple yet very clean room. In the center of the room was a tea table made from root wood, with clean teacups placed on it and an electric stove with a kettle on top. The Old Daoist Priest appeared very hospitable and soon served everyone fragrant and delicious tea.
Through their conversation, they learned that the Old Daoist Priest had been living there for over thirty years and was actually three or four years older than Ye Cheng. It was truly a case of not judging a person by their appearance.
The Old Daoist Priest looked at Ye Cheng and said, "Could you extend your hand for me to see?"
Ye Cheng nodded and extended his hand. The Old Daoist Priest took it in his own, examining it closely while also feeling the thinness of Ye Cheng's palm with his fingers. He then sighed and said, "I dare to speak frankly; when you were young, you engaged in too much killing. In your later years, you should learn to restrain yourself and turn your heart towards goodness. However, despite your many hardships, you have always managed to turn misfortune into fortune; you are someone destined for longevity."
As soon as the Old Daoist Priest finished speaking, Ye Cheng's expression changed dramatically. He had never expected that such an extraordinary person existed in the world. He had only heard of such individuals before but now witnessed one firsthand—how could he not believe?
Ye Cheng involuntarily nodded in agreement and exclaimed, "Daoist Priest, you truly are remarkable; what you say is incredibly accurate. After living for so many years, I have come to understand life better now. I know what path I should take moving forward. However, I would like to ask you to take a look at this young man," he said while pointing at Fei Hu.
The Old Daoist Priest slightly turned his body and gently lifted Fei Hu's chin with his hand to examine his face. He then took Fei Hu's hand and scrutinized it carefully. Afterward, he sighed and said, "This child has been lonely since childhood and has been nurtured by good people. He is capable of killing and skilled in battle; however, he has a kind nature but bears the mark of peach blossoms on his face. He may spend his life entangled with women and will not be able to engage in politics but can only serve the people. Although we live in peaceful times, he harbors ambitions of greatness."
Upon hearing this, Fei Hu couldn't help but shudder. Earlier when Ye Cheng praised him as a remarkable person, he thought it was merely Ye Cheng flattering the Old Daoist Priest out of respect. However, now that it was his turn to be assessed, he found the Old Daoist Priest's words astonishingly accurate—the first half described experiences he had indeed gone through; as for being busy with women, upon reflection, that was certainly true. As for harboring ambitions of greatness, Fei Hu did not quite agree because at least for now, he saw no signs of such ambitions within himself.
The prowess of the Old Daoist Priest left everyone astonished; even Ye Xiaofei, who had studied abroad, could no longer sit still. She smiled slightly and said, "Grandpa, could you also take a look at me? I feel like you are truly like an immortal."
"Hahaha, you flatter me, but I, as an old monk, never give face to women, and I meet no more than two each year. Today, it seems you are just lucky; it is also a kind of fate," the Old Daoist Priest said, stroking his snow-white beard and laughing heartily.
Ye Xiaofei's expression darkened slightly, showing a hint of regret. The old man glanced at Ye Xiaofei and gently said, "Meeting is just a saying; in fact, many things rely on one's own hard work. You, my lady, are born with wisdom and grace; it's clear you come from a distinguished family. Your life will not go wrong." The Old Daoist Priest casually spoke a few words, and a smile appeared on Ye Xiaofei's face.
Ye Cheng smiled and asked the Old Daoist Priest, "I see your temple has a flourishing incense offering, but why haven't I seen anyone coming to pay respects?"
"Hehe! This temple is jointly served by the villagers from the surrounding areas. Yesterday, over a thousand people came to worship. Today is the second day of the New Year, and the custom in the village is to visit relatives. You won't see many people around; thus, your presence here is truly a kind of fate with this old Daoist. It seems you are here for sightseeing. If you walk from behind the temple to the front, the scenery is indeed extraordinary. If you have such an interest, you may go and enjoy it," the old man said while making a gesture inviting them to proceed.
Upon hearing this, Ye Cheng hurriedly told Fei Hu and Ye Xiaofei, "You two should go have some fun! Sister Wu and I will stay here; I still want to chat with the Daoist about some insights." This was exactly what Fei Hu loved to hear; he was eager to spend more time with Ye Xiaofei.
Ye Xiaofei hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to go or not. The Old Daoist Priest smiled and said, "My lady, feel free to go play. Here with me, everything is very safe. The people living around are all common folk with simple customs and kind hearts. If they know you are guests from afar, they will welcome you even more; no one will harm you."
Seeing that the Old Daoist Priest had said so, Ye Xiaofei greeted Ye Cheng and Sister Wu before heading towards the back mountain with Fei Hu. The old man's words were indeed true; the scenery here was beautiful—mountains connected in succession with waves of pine trees rustling in the wind. In deep winter, one could still see green mountains and clear waters—something that was nearly impossible in the north.
Fei Hu walked ahead while Ye Xiaofei followed closely behind him. They chatted and laughed together joyfully. Occasionally, Fei Hu would turn around and pull Ye Xiaofei along gently. Ye Xiaofei wore a radiant smile filled with happiness. Fei Hu never expected that his goddess would walk alone with him so willingly and even place her small hand in his; that feeling of holding his goddess's hand was simply wonderful.
When they reached a crooked tree, playful Ye Xiaofei suddenly felt inspired and climbed up the trunk. Fei Hu hurriedly ran beneath the tree, extending his arms to catch her just in case she fell; he couldn't go back to Ye Cheng if she got hurt.
It seemed Fei Hu underestimated Ye Xiaofei's abilities because as she climbed up only a short distance, she suddenly let out a sharp scream and lost her grip, falling from the tree. Fortunately, she had only climbed about one or two meters high; otherwise, if such a large person fell down, it would surely crush Fei Hu.
Just as it happened quickly, Fei Hu swiftly caught Ye Xiaofei in his arms as she fell into his soft embrace. Her beautiful face flushed bright red for the first time in front of him.
Holding Ye Xiaofei tightly in his arms made Fei Hu reluctant to let go. Just moments ago when he had reached out his hand, he accidentally touched her soft curves; they were round and elastic. He wanted desperately to grab them but could only think about it silently while letting go of his hand immediately.
"Let go, do you want to hold me like this for a lifetime?" Ye Xiaofei struggled a bit in Fei Hu's arms, the blush on her face slowly fading, replaced by a radiant smile of happiness.
Fei Hu, hearing Ye Xiaofei's question, quickly replied, "Yes! I want to hold you like this for a lifetime."
In her moment of panic, Ye Xiaofei realized she had misspoken and shyly nudged Fei Hu with her elbow. Fei Hu chuckled and set her down. Ye Xiaofei adjusted her clothes and shyly asked, "How did you know I would fall?"
"Climbing a tree may look simple, but it requires strength in your hands, arms, waist, and legs. However, you've been sitting in an office for years and lack this kind of training. So I prepared in advance. I didn't expect you would actually fall," Fei Hu said with a smile.
Ye Xiaofei shot him a playful glare and teased, "Looks like you've been studying me quite a bit." After saying that, she took big strides ahead. Hearing this, Fei Hu thought to himself that he indeed enjoyed studying her; how could he not?
After walking a couple of steps, Ye Xiaofei suddenly stopped and turned around sharply. She said to Fei Hu, "I think that Taoist priest seems a bit strange. How could he be so accurate about Grandpa and you? There can't be any issues here, right?"
Fei Hu was taken aback and replied, "I can't sense any problems. But if he's so accurate, it does make one suspicious. Could it be...?" At this point, Fei Hu also realized that something about this matter was unusual. Could there really be such a fortune teller in the world?
Seeing Fei Hu lost in thought only confirmed Ye Xiaofei's suspicions further. She exclaimed loudly, "Stop thinking! Let's hurry back! We'll find out everything once we get there!"
Fei Hu nodded and quickly checked his watch; they had been out for over twenty minutes. Oh no! If something happened, it might already be too late to fix it. He couldn't help but feel frustrated with himself for being careless. If something went wrong when Yingzi returned, how would he explain it?
Without waiting for Fei Hu to react, Ye Xiaofei took off running. The more Fei Hu thought about it, the more anxious he became; he couldn't afford to delay any longer and hurried after her. When they reached the Taoist priest's door, Fei Hu was the first to be stunned—the door was wide open and the inside was empty.
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