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

Chapter 71 Far away, yet so close.

"eat first."

Lu Yuan took a breath and said calmly, "Even if it's a huge matter, we still need to sit down and talk it over."

Chen Xiaomiao realized she had lost her composure, sat down again and picked up her bowl and chopsticks, but her eyes were still fixed on Lu Yuan, hoping he would agree with her.

"Xiao Miao... let's assume, let's assume it really is Chen Xiaoshu."

Lu Yuan tried his best to keep his tone steady: "He can give Huang Wei tens of thousands of yuan every month, even if Huang Wei is a bottomless pit that can't be filled, he still keeps giving... What does that mean?"

Chen Xiaomiao blinked, not quite understanding.

Lu Yuandao said, "This means that he is likely a very wealthy person now."

Chen Xiaomiao suddenly realized: "Oh right!"

Lu Yuan continued, "If you find Chen Xiaoshu, and he turns out to be incredibly wealthy, what are you going to do?"

"What? What should we do?"

Chen Xiaomiao looked bewildered, finding the question strange.

“When I see him, I’ll tell him about what’s happened on the mountain all these years, ask him how he’s doing, and chat with him… Then, I’ll come back and continue living with you.”

Her answer was matter-of-fact and perfectly reasonable.

Looking into the girl's clear, innocent eyes, Lu Yuan continued, "The current situation is that Chen Xiaoshu is probably super rich, don't you want to...?"

"So what if he's rich?"

Chen Xiaomiao interrupted Lu Yuan, her brows furrowing slightly, seemingly not understanding why Lu Yuan kept emphasizing this.

"Whether he has money or not, he's still family. I'm not after him for anything..."

After she finished speaking, as if realizing something, she tentatively asked, "Lu Yuan, if you are short of money, if I can see Brother Xiaoshu, I can ask him for a little something."

Little Tree used to dote on me the most, so I told him, "Consider it...consider it my dowry...settling-in allowance?"

"puff……"

Lu Yuan almost spat out the soup he had just drunk.

What's all this...

He rubbed his temples and decided to approach the issue from a different angle.

"Let's not talk about money. Let's assume another possibility: what if Chen Xiaoshu got his money through Taoist skills and by peeking into the secrets of heaven?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

This time, Chen Xiaomiao reacted extremely strongly. She stood up again and retorted firmly, "Brother Xiaoshu is not that kind of person!"

He descended the mountain to serve his country, not for wealth or status; he remembered his master's teachings better than anyone else!

"Xiao Miao, people can change..."

Lu Yuan's voice was very soft: "Even if you don't want to change, the world will push you to change. Nowadays, society changes slightly every five years and drastically every ten years."

Are you absolutely certain that Chen Xiaoshu has remained consistent throughout?

Chen Xiaomiao's expression slowly froze.

Lu Yuan is right; she herself is the best example.

She has only been in modern society for a few months, but her mentality has already undergone tremendous changes. If Chen Xiaoshu were alive, he would have truly experienced more than eighty years!

"I don't know..."

She murmured, "We have to find Brother Xiaoshu and ask him directly what happened." Lu Yuan looked at Chen Xiaomiao's distraught appearance and felt a mix of emotions.

For her, in a completely unfamiliar era, the thought that "people she knows might still be alive" was one of the few things she could hold onto.

If he were to be honest with her, their delicate relationship would be completely out of balance.

Even if Chen Xiaomiao is willing to adapt and adjust, it will still take time.

And what will happen during this process is unpredictable...

After the meal, Chen Xiaomiao silently cleaned up the dishes and went downstairs without saying a word.

Lu Yuan was worried and followed behind her.

The underground warehouse was empty and quiet, with only the monotonous hum of the overhead incandescent lights.

Chen Xiaomiao knelt down before her master's memorial tablet and took out the three Qianlong Tongbao coins from her pocket.

He lit three incense sticks, bowed respectfully three times, and then began to ramble on.

"Respected teacher, your disciple Chen Xiaomiao humbly bows in reverence..."

After muttering to himself for several minutes, Chen Xiaomiao gently tossed three copper coins into the air.

"Wow--"

The three copper coins rolled around on the ground a few times.

Chen Xiaomiao glanced at the divination result, picked up the copper coin, and repeated the action she had just performed.

Six times in a row, the six lines formed a hexagram.

Lu Yuan couldn't understand the divination, so he could only guess at it from Chen Xiaomiao's expression.

After a short while, Chen Xiaomiao shook her head in frustration, picked up the copper coins one by one, and carefully put them in her pocket.

"My skills are not good enough, and my understanding is too shallow, so I really can't see clearly... Never mind, perhaps I'm just overreacting and thinking too much."

She stood up, bowed to her master's memorial tablet again, and her expression had calmed down considerably.

Back upstairs, the afternoon sun was just right, making one feel lazy and sleepy.

Sleepiness washed over him, and Lu Yuan yawned as he walked back to his room, collapsed onto the bed, and fell into a deep sleep...

After an unknown amount of time, the door to the room was quietly pushed open a crack.

Barefoot, Chen Xiaomiao tiptoed to the bedside and stood quietly, carefully examining Lu Yuan's sleeping face and comparing it with the image of the old friend deep in her memory.

She actually... just lied to Lu Yuan.

She calculated the divination several times in front of her master's memorial tablet.

Where are my old friends now?

To determine whether they are still alive.

Calculate which path you should take in the future.

……

But no matter how many times she turned those three copper coins over and over, they always gave her the same divination result and the same message.

Far in the sky, close in front of you.

(End of this chapter)