My Taoist nun girlfriend is from the Republic of China era, 1942.

Chapter 128 Fate
After seeing Bai Jing and her daughter off, Lu Yuan ordered takeout for dinner.

Chen Xiaomiao picked at the rice in her bowl, but barely ate any.

Lu Yuan noticed something was wrong with her, put down his chopsticks and asked, "What's wrong? Is the food not to your liking, or is what Teacher Bai is teaching too difficult and you can't learn it?"

"No..."

Chen Xiaomiao shook her head, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping herself.

"Go ahead and say it, what can't we talk about?"

“Lu Yuan, I was chatting with Sister Jing today and I happened to find out Jiaxin’s birth date and time.”

"Ok?"

Seeing her serious expression, Lu Yuan's heart also tightened.

"What, is there a problem with that child's birth chart?"

"Big problem."

Chen Xiaomiao's expression was more serious than ever before. She put down her chopsticks and said, word by word, "According to our Taoist tradition, Jiaxin... is a child of destiny."

"A child's destiny?"

Lu Yuan was completely confused; the term sounded like something out of a fantasy novel.

Chen Xiaomiao explained, "A child born under the sign of a celestial being is said to be a fairy child descended to earth. They are beautiful and lovable from a young age, and their minds are sharper than other children. They learn everything quickly and are precocious."

Lu Yuan was startled.

The conversation I had with that little devil in the cake shop that afternoon, and Lü Jiaxin's precocious and almost demonic behavior, was exactly as Chen Xiaomiao had described.

He pressed further, "Isn't it a good thing that children are naturally smart and beautiful?"

"What's so good about it!"

Chen Xiaomiao shook her head.

"Sitting as a child, facing the King of Hell."

People with a "child spirit destiny" (a concept in Chinese folklore referring to a person destined for a life of privilege and good health) are often intelligent and pleasing to the eye from a young age, but their lives are mostly filled with hardship. They are physically weak, constantly suffering from aches and pains, and are also exceptionally sensitive... Some may even die young!

"Is there any way to break this?"

"Yes, we used to do that. When we encountered such things, we would usually 'send a substitute,' which means we would make a paper or straw figure as a substitute, perform a ritual to send it away, and that would be considered a way to resolve the problem."

But that only works on 'false virgins'.

"A fake virgin?"

"Yes, I've analyzed it carefully. Jiaxin's birth chart is probably that of a true child spirit, a genuine celestial child who stole down from heaven."

"Sending a substitute is completely useless for someone with this kind of fate; the King of Hell doesn't accept fakes."

Chen Xiaomiao sighed, looking troubled: "If we want to save our lives, only the cultivation of the Taoist sect can suppress the evil in our destiny and live a peaceful old age."

What about real and fake virgins, and the idea of ​​making young girls into Taoist priests—Lu Yuan was dizzy from hearing all that feudal dross.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably call the police and treat Chen Xiaomiao as a cult member who has been brainwashed.

Having spent so much time with Chen Xiaomiao, Lu Yuan had to believe many things, even if he didn't want to.

So now the question is, how do I bring it up with Lü Lei?
Tell him that his precious daughter should be sent to become a Taoist priest, otherwise she might not live long.

Lü Lei's decision not to treat him like a lunatic was already a sign of respect for his boss.

The next day, Bai Jing brought her daughter to class as usual.

When Erbaiyi saw Lü Jiaxin, his tail tucked between his legs in a flash, and he turned to try and dart into the bedroom, looking as cowardly as a mouse seeing a cat.

Unfortunately, it's fast, but Lü Jiaxin is even faster.

The little girl rushed forward, skillfully put a leash on the dog, and shouted "Giddy up! Giddy up!" before leading the dog downstairs to the neighborhood to torment it like a slave.

Inside the room, Chen Xiaomiao and Bai Jing were having a class, and the atmosphere was just right.

"So, the Renaissance was actually a reflection of how Europeans at that time felt their lives were too stifling."

Remembering the virtues of our ancestors in ancient Greece and Rome, do we want to emulate them and liberate humanity from divine discipline?

After listening to Bai Jing's explanation, Chen Xiaomiao thoughtfully summarized.

Bai Jing nodded approvingly: "That's right, Xiao Miao, you summarized it very well, that's pretty much the idea."

As the two were chatting, a stupid bark suddenly came from downstairs.

It wasn't the usual listless barking that Lu Jiaxin had worn out her, but rather a rapid, fierce bark, carrying a clear warning and anxiety.

"Woof! Woof woof! Woof woof woof!"

Chen Xiaomiao and Bai Jing exchanged a glance, both seeing unease in each other's eyes.

"problem occurs!"

The two of them didn't care about anything else, they threw down their books and rushed outside.

I ran downstairs and saw a idiot barking wildly in circles under the big camphor tree in the community, making mournful whimpers.

Within the circle it guarded, Lü Jiaxin lay motionless on the grass, blood seeping from her forehead, unconscious. A few meters above her head, a lone red frisbee hung from a tree branch.

……

The hospital corridor smelled pungent and was cold.

Lu Yuan, Chen Xiaomiao, Bai Jing, and the two brothers Lü Lei and Lü Xin, who rushed over after receiving the call, all stood solemnly at the entrance of the emergency room.

Bai Jing cried until her body went limp, leaning against Chen Xiaomiao, repeatedly muttering, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault for not keeping a close eye on Jiaxin..."

Lu Lei's face was ashen as he chain-smoked, cigarette butts littering the ground beneath his feet.

Lu Xin, standing beside him, crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, remaining silent, but his tense expression betrayed his inner anxiety as the eldest uncle.

"crunch-"

The emergency room door finally opened.

The doctor took off his mask, looked at the large family, and said, "His life has been saved, he's fine, but he'll need to stay in the hospital for observation."

Bai Jing's legs went weak and she almost slipped to the ground, but Lü Lei quickly stepped forward to support her.

"Thank you, doctor! Thank you, doctor!"

Lu Lei breathed a long sigh of relief, thanked Bai Jing repeatedly, and followed her into the ward.

When he came out of the ward again, his face had regained its usual composure, but the bloodshot eyes could not hide his fatigue.

He walked up to Lu Yuan and smiled casually, "Boss, I'm so sorry to have troubled you to come all this way for my own family matters."

Lu Yuan didn't respond to him, but patted his shoulder with a calm look in his eyes: "Uncle Lü, let's go downstairs and talk."

The two arrived at the parking lot behind the hospital, one after the other.

The night breeze was cool, dispelling some of the daytime heat.

Lu Lei took out a cigarette case from his pocket, lit one, and took a deep drag. The nicotine relaxed his tense nerves a little.

"Boss, what can I do for you?"

Looking at his face shrouded in smoke, Lu Yuan cut to the chase: "Uncle Lü, do you believe in fate?"

Lu Lei paused slightly, his fingers holding the cigarette between his fingers.

Lu Yuan changed his question: "Have you ever told Jiaxin's fortune?"

Lü Lei remained silent.

He had followed Chen Shu for many years and knew that Chen Shu was a Taoist priest in the past, and that there were many mysterious rumors and stories about him.

Although Chen Shu was his great benefactor, Lü Lei was still a staunch materialist at heart. His attitude toward these things was always one of disbelief, inquiries, and non-participation.

But now, Lu Yuan, Chen Shu's only descendant, suddenly asked him so solemnly, which made him feel uneasy.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lu Yuan continued to ask, "Has Jiaxin had a lot of hardships since she was little, and was she difficult to raise?"

Lu Lei was startled, the smoke in his mouth choked him, causing him to cough violently.

When Lü Jiaxin was born, there was a dilemma regarding whether to save the mother or the baby.

Over the past five years, catching colds and fevers has been a regular occurrence, and I've even been hospitalized twice.

Bai Jing complained to him a lot, saying that this child was probably here to collect a debt, like a glass doll that would break at the slightest touch.

Scenes flashed through his mind. Lü Lei stubbed out his cigarette and finally nodded in response.

"Yes."

One word confirmed all of Lu Yuan's guesses and gave Lu Yuan peace of mind.

Lu Yuan suggested, "Uncle Lü, there are some things that might sound strange coming from me, but if you trust me..."

"Let Jiaxin recognize Xiaomiao as her master and become her female disciple. That way, we'll be even closer relatives."

He phrased it cleverly, using the phrase "double the intimacy" to bring this seemingly absurd matter back to the level of human relationships. It was a gesture of goodwill, but also a deeper level of binding.

Lu Lei was an extremely intelligent man, so he naturally understood the situation.

By having his daughter acknowledge Chen Xiaomiao as her mentor, Lu Yuan was further binding the two families together, demonstrating his complete trust in him.

He raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Lu Yuan, and asked the most crucial question.

"Boss, is doing this really good for Jiaxin?"

Lu Yuan met his gaze and nodded solemnly.

Lu Lei's tense body completely relaxed, as if a huge burden had been lifted, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Boss, you don't really need to say so much."

He threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it out with his toe: "Back then, my brother and I were given our lives by Mr. Chen. We trusted him unconditionally, and we will do the same for you now."

Lu Lei finally let out a long sigh.

"Just tell me if it's good for Jiaxin, that's enough."

(End of this chapter)