Hayato put the bamboo sticks back into the bamboo cylinder.
This bad fortune stick would definitely be a terrible fortune for ordinary people, but unfortunately, Hayato was not an ordinary person.
However, it can also be seen from this.
This thing is terrifyingly accurate.
A magical artifact specifically used for divination, capable of predicting the fortune for a period of time in advance to avoid misfortune. Its value is far greater than ordinary magical artifacts.
With this magical artifact, all that's needed is a few more tourists.
The fortune-telling at Yakushi Temple is very effective, and this reputation can spread.
One tells ten, ten tells a hundred.
There will definitely be no shortage of people who come to try it out of curiosity.
"Everything is ready, all that's missing is the wind to rise..."
What Yakushi Temple lacks now is not strength, but an opportunity.
An opportunity for the reputation of Yakushi Temple to spread.
"This Temple looks so ordinary."
Outside the main hall, footsteps could be heard.
At the same time, the voices of two young girls also sounded.
"Reiko, don't say that. It's not good if someone hears you. What if they kick us out?"
"Don't worry, there's no one here. They can't hear."
The faint sounds of conversation entered Hayato's ears, and Hayato's expression was helpless.
Sometimes, having too good hearing is not a good thing.
The footsteps gradually approached, and two beautiful young girls walked into the main hall.
"Huh, are you the Master of this Temple?"
The two young girls who entered the main hall looked at the figure sitting cross-legged in front of the buddha with curious eyes.
Kawaki Reiko asked openly and boldly, and the girl next to Hayakawa Rin pulled at Kawaki Reiko's sleeve.
Indicating that Kawaki Reiko should not be so rude to this Master.
Kawaki Reiko pouted, but still closed Kawaki Reiko's mouth.
Only this best friend could make Kawaki Reiko so well-behaved.
If it were anyone else, Kawaki Reiko wouldn't give them such face.
"This humble monk is Hayato, the Master of Yakushi Temple!"
Hayato slowly stood up and turned around.
The figures of the two young girls also came into Hayato's sight.
The two young girls looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old.
One looked lively and cheerful, with a wild, untamed spirit.
One looked quiet and introverted, with gentleness in Hayakawa Rin's eyebrows and eyes.
The former, of course, was the young girl named Reiko.
Black short hair, wearing several hoop earrings, and tight jeans on the lower body. The small, firm perky buttocks, wrapped in jeans, appeared particularly round.
On the upper body, there was only a simple camisole, with a very low neckline, but the size was somewhat unsatisfactory, barely a B+.
The loose camisole fluttered in the wind, appearing very empty, and the black sports bra inside could be vaguely seen.
Slightly bulging like a small bean bun, a poor but generous young girl.
Wearing a pair of sneakers, Hayakawa Rin's legs appeared slender and straight, and Hayakawa Rin's firm figure seemed to be often exercised.
Hayakawa Rin's delicate features showed a wildness, and when looking at others, there was a strong sense of scrutiny, making Hayakawa Rin look like a tomboy.
The long-haired girl next to Hayakawa Rin wore a gray sweater on her upper body, and a pair of semi-transparent black stockings under a black short skirt.
The sweater was a fitted style, perfectly highlighting Hayakawa Rin's full breasts. Perhaps because of the restraint of Hayakawa Rin's bra, they looked very firm.
Hayakawa Rin's legs, wrapped in black stockings, were long and well-proportioned, with a slightly plump, fleshy feel.
Even when wrapped in black stockings, the full leg muscles could be seen gently trembling as Hayakawa Rin walked.
A head of long black hair naturally fell to Hayakawa Rin's waist.
Hayakawa Rin's appearance was stunning, and Hayakawa Rin's expression was gentle and introverted. Hayakawa Rin's black eyes seemed to speak, and when looking at people, they carried a soft watery glow.
A typical gentle older sister type personality from next door.
"This Monk is quite handsome."
The moment Hayato turned around, looking at that handsome face that could debut, Kawaki Reiko couldn't help but murmur.
Withdrawing the scrutinizing gaze, Kawaki Reiko's fair face was slightly flushed, and unusually, there was a sense of shyness.
This was the first time Kawaki Reiko had seen such a beautiful man.
Moreover, wearing that black kasaya, coupled with the identity of a Monk, there was an unspeakable sense of abstinence.
Hayakawa Rin was also surprised by the Master's appearance.
Hayakawa Rin's eyes were unusual, but quickly calmed down.
The two of them were also out playing. They heard from a friend that the Master of this Yakushi Temple was a Master who could exorcise demons, so they were curious and wanted to come and see.
How should I put it, a little disappointed.
Apart from looking very handsome, they didn't feel any sense of profound Buddha Law.
It is estimated that their friend also saw that the Temple Master was good-looking and lied to them to come here.
However, since they had already come, it felt very rude not to pay respects to the Buddha.
Hayakawa Rin, being a Buddhist believer, pulled Kawaki Reiko to kneel in front of the buddha and prayed several times with full sincerity.
Kawaki Reiko didn't feel anything about believing in Buddha.
After being pulled by Hayakawa Rin to perfunctorily pray a few times, Kawaki Reiko's gaze looked at the fortune stick cylinder in front of Kawaki Reiko.
After asking for the price, Kawaki Reiko directly picked up the fortune stick cylinder and shook it.
"What do you want to ask?"
Hayakawa Rin looked at Kawaki Reiko, who had closed Kawaki Reiko's eyes and was muttering, a little curious.
"Of course, I'm asking about good or bad luck."
Kawaki Reiko mumbled indistinctly.
"My eyelid has been twitching lately, I don't know if I haven't slept well. I'll draw a fortune stick to put my mind at ease."
As she spoke, a bamboo slip fell out of the slip holder in Hayakawa Rin's hand.
Kawaki Reiko bent down to pick it up, glanced at it, and her brows immediately furrowed.
On the divine slip, a large character for 'fierce' (fierce - ominous) was written.
[Ominous]
[Fortune is low, prone to encountering thieves, fear of harm to wealth and life, constant caution is needed.]
Looking at the tiny characters on the divine slip, Kawaki Reiko was slightly stunned.
She didn't expect to draw an ominous fortune slip by chance.
"It's an ominous fortune!"
Standing beside her, Hayakawa Rin's eyes showed a hint of panic.
"Master, is there any way to resolve it?"
Hayato took the divine slip from Kawaki Reiko's hand, looked at it, and frowned.
The Twenty-Eight Constellations slip holder is a Dharma artifact; the divine slips it shakes out are never wrong.
That could only mean that the Woman before him would encounter a thief in the next few days, and there was a high possibility of losing her life because of it.
"Resolving an ominous fortune requires one hundred thousand yens."
Hayato said calmly.
"One hundred thousand yens?"
Hayakawa Rin was a bit embarrassed upon hearing this. She hadn't expected such a thing to happen when she came out today, so she only had a little cash with her.
It was nowhere near one hundred thousand yens.
"Rin, forget it. I think this Temple is a scamming place. Where does a Temple charge so much to resolve an ominous fortune?"
Kawaki Reiko pulled Hayakawa Rin, looking at Hayato with disdain.
In most Temples, the proportion of drawing ominous fortunes is between 10% and 30%. This kind of thing is basically a matter of luck.
Daring to ask for one hundred thousand yens to resolve an ominous fortune, this guy must be desperate for money.
"It's better to resolve it. Better safe than sorry."
Hayakawa Rin was serious. Her whole family were devout followers of the Buddha, so for this kind of thing, she would rather believe it than not.
"Hayato, Hayato, Hayato."
Kawaki Reiko looked at her good friend with a face full of helplessness.
Everything else about Hayakawa Rin was good, but her mind was too naive.
Hayakawa Rin believed whatever others said.
Hayakawa Rin wasn't even afraid of being sold out.
This Monk clearly saw that they were young and was making an exorbitant demand.
However, in the end, she couldn't resist Hayakawa Rin's stubbornness. Kawaki Reiko angrily took out one hundred thousand and threw it at this scamming Monk.
She didn't care about this amount of money at all; she just didn't want to be treated as a naive person to be ripped off.
"Monk, I want to see what explanation Hayato can give."
Kawaki Reiko glared fiercely at Hayato.
One hundred thousand to resolve an ominous fortune. If there wasn't a good explanation, she wouldn't let it go.
Otherwise, Hayato would really think she was a fool.
Hayato collected the money and then began to resolve this ominous fortune.
Collecting money to do business, that was a rule he had set for himself.
Otherwise, with so many people in the world, someone dies every second for various reasons.
Was he supposed to help resolve all of them?
Even if there were ten more of him, he wouldn't be able to attend to everyone.
The slips from Yakushi Temple are not like those scamming things outside.
If they can divine fortune using the power of constellations, there is naturally a way to resolve it.
However, resolving an ominous fortune consumes a lot of Dharma power.
Dharma is not easily transmitted, let alone saving a life.
This one hundred thousand yens is a threshold.
If they believe him, he will naturally help resolve the ominous fortune on them and turn misfortune into good luck.
If they don't believe, then life and death are left to fate.
He could clearly charge more, yet he only asked for this small amount, which itself was a form of compassion.
With the average income in Japan, even the poorest family could afford this one hundred thousand yens to resolve an ominous fortune.
If they themselves don't care about their own lives and deaths.
Why should he be nosy and worry about other people's business?
He is a Monk, not a saint.
He picked up the divine slip and poured a wisp of Dharma power into it.
After consuming ten wisps of his Dharma power, a line of text suddenly appeared on the originally unremarkable bamboo slip.
However, these characters were condensed by Dharma power, and ordinary people could not see them.
"Encounter east and avoid, group enter."
Hayato directly told the two the method of resolution he saw.
"That's it?"
Seeing that this Monk just stared at the bamboo slip for a while and got the method to resolve the ominous fortune, Kawaki Reiko was almost angered into laughter.
Even if this guy chanted some buddha scriptures or performed a ritual in a mysterious way, she could accept it.
After all, one hundred thousand wasn't a large sum of money for her.
It wasn't even considered her daily allowance.
But, such a perfunctory attitude made her feel somewhat unhappy.
One hundred thousand, eight words.
Robbing money isn't this fast.
If she had known that being a Monk was so profitable, why would her family open a company?
"Remember, otherwise, you will regret it."
Hayato was too lazy to explain. Anyway, the method of resolution had been told. If Hayakawa Rin didn't pay attention and couldn't avoid the death calamity, it had nothing to do with him.
Hayakawa Rin grabbed her friend, who was still trying to argue with Hayato, clasped her hands together, and bowed respectfully to Hayato.
"Thank you, Master!"
"This guy scammed me out of one hundred thousand, and you're still thanking him? You're really making me mad."
Kawaki Reiko looked at her friend, who was like a fool, and couldn't help but sigh.
It was because of this personality that Hayakawa Rin was often deceived by others.
However, the money had already been spent, and she was too lazy to haggle over it.
As she was pulling her good friend to leave, she saw the Monk next to her staring intently at Hayakawa Rin.
That undisguised gaze made Kawaki Reiko feel a surge of anger.
Although both of them were indeed beautiful, it would be fine to sneak a look, but staring directly at someone like this was completely impolite.
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What's more, this Monk had blackmailed her for one hundred thousand yens earlier.
"Master, is there something wrong with me?"
Hayakawa Rin also noticed Hayato's gaze and looked down strangely, not understanding why this Master was staring at her like this.
"Since the layman has already come, Hayato should still draw a slip."
Hayato twirled his prayer beads, his gaze fixed on the Woman's brow.
A wisp of black energy flickered, indicating that the Woman's fortune had been very poor recently.
This kind of appearance, in the words of those fortune-tellers, was a darkened brow, a life facing a death calamity.
Although he didn't understand physiognomy, he could see that the Woman's situation was not good.
Unfortunately, he didn't understand fortune-telling and could only let the Woman draw a slip to check her specific fortune.
"Uh..."
Hayakawa Rin was slightly taken aback.
Kawaki Reiko, who was beside her, widened her eyes even more. This Monk not only took her money but also wanted to take her friend's money?
She had never seen such a shameless person.
"Then I'll draw one."
Looking at Hayato's serious and calm eyes, Hayakawa Rin thought for a moment and nodded.
Her intuition told her that the Master before her didn't seem like a scammer.
Kawaki Reiko, whose anger was about to erupt, suddenly deflated like a leaky balloon.
Her expression was helpless, yet somewhat resigned.
She watched helplessly as Hayakawa Rin picked up the slip holder and shook it a few times.
A bamboo slip fell out.
[Ominous]
[Emotional disharmony, falling in love with another, must be careful at all times to avoid bloodshed!]
Another ominous lot, and one concerning emotional misfortune.
"Hmph!"
"I knew this broken Temple wasn't accurate."
Kawaki Reiko, standing beside Hayakawa Rin, seemed triumphant as if she had finally found proof.
Who didn't know that Hayakawa Rin had a childhood sweetheart boyfriend? They grew up together, and their relationship was deep.
How many people had pursued Hayakawa Rin over the years, only to be rejected by Hayakawa Rin.
So how could Hayakawa Rin fall in love with another?
Hayato looked at the words on the bamboo slip and didn't take Kawaki Reiko's mockery to heart. Instead, his gaze towards the young woman held a hint of pity.
Emotional disharmony, that was certain.
Falling in love with another, however, might not be referring to this young woman, but perhaps her other half.
The other party had already fallen in love with another, and even Hayakawa Rin herself would suffer bloodshed because of it.
What kind of thing had Hayakawa Rin fallen in love with?
"Layman, do you wish to resolve the misfortune?"
Hayato clasped his hands together and asked calmly.
"No!"
Before Hayakawa Rin could speak, Kawaki Reiko beside Hayakawa Rin couldn't help but directly pull Hayakawa Rin away.
Hayakawa Reiko was afraid that this foolish Woman would be tricked again.
It was clear that this Monk wanted to swindle money. Being tricked once wasn't enough; if they fell for it again, then the two of them would truly be fools.
Hayakawa Rin, being forcibly pulled away, turned back and gave Hayato an apologetic look.
However, judging by her expression, Hayakawa Rin clearly didn't take the words on the bamboo slip to heart either.
"What a pity!"
Hayato looked at the two departing figures and shook his head helplessly.
A slender waist and full hips, such an excellent furnace. It would be very comfortable to cultivate while she sat on him.
What a pity.
Hayato immediately put this matter out of his mind. Although it was a pity to miss out on such a top-tier furnace, everyone had their own destiny.
A glimmer of hope was right before their eyes, yet they couldn't grasp it.
This meant it was their fate, and Hayato couldn't save them either.
Put down the savior complex, respect the destiny of others.
The higher the realm, the more one could appreciate the value of this statement.
Everyone had their own destiny, and others could not interfere, nor could they interfere.
Even if Hayato spoke up to warn them, would the other party believe the words of a stranger like him, or would they stubbornly stick to their own judgment?
This was like a stranger suddenly appearing one day and telling Hayato that Hayato was not his biological son, and that his Father was actually the Old Wang next door.
Would Hayato believe this stranger, or believe his own judgment?
That was the principle of the matter.
Therefore, it wasn't that Hayato didn't want to save them, but that Hayato couldn't save them.
If Hayato were to pester them, Hayato would be misunderstood as having ulterior motives.
Instead of inviting trouble for himself, it was better to let nature take its course.
Hayato sat back down on the ground and began to visualize the medicine buddha in his mind.
As a result, before Hayato even closed his eyes, Hayato heard the sound of footsteps approaching again.
Hayato sighed, truly not allowing one to cultivate properly at all.
Hayato still had to find a disciple as soon as possible.
Otherwise, if Hayato had to deal with these trivial matters all day, where would Hayato have time to cultivate?
While thinking this, his face remained as calm as water.
Looking up at the figure walking into the main hall, a Woman wearing a black kimono, made Hayato's eyes light up.
A form-fitting black kimono, a perfect voluptuous figure.
Her long purple hair was casually coiled up, and the Woman's face showed obvious fatigue and sadness.
After entering the main hall, she knelt directly on the cushion, her kimono clinging tightly to her body with the Woman's movements.
The perfect waist-to-hip curve was displayed before Hayato without reservation.
"Hips wider than shoulders, better than..."
Looking at that astonishing waist-to-hip ratio, Hayato couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.