The Exiled Villainess and Her Shopping Dimension

Chapter 236

However, for the past 20 years or so, everything he saw had been vague. It was as if some strange entity was toying with people’s fates, making him feel very dizzy. Because of this, he hadn’t liked reading anyone’s fortune for many years.

Nevertheless, what was happening to him recently made him need to appear today. He actually wanted to appear before someone else to ask them directly, but the intensity of the heaven and earth forces around that person nearly blinded him. Perhaps that was a warning for him to stay away. Thus, he could only seek someone with a less chaotic fate. He investigated and discovered something astonishing.

This man’s life path was extremely polarized for the Bai Region. There were two possible outcomes. One, the Bai Region would flourish and become a great Region, bringing about positive changes that would benefit the surrounding regions. In other words, he was someone who could significantly reduce the wars that frequently occurred. This, in fact, was connected to the person surrounded by heaven and earth forces and a boy carrying a box of medical tools.

However, the other fate was much clearer. The Bai Region would crumble along with neighboring Regions, with this man boldly and terrifyingly drinking the blood of his enemies. Millions of lives would perish under his feet. This powerful man would tread upon the corpses around him, wielding a sword in one hand, while behind him stood the shadow of a younger man carrying a bag filled with numerous poisons and without the influence of the one holding the volatile fate.

The young boy’s face closely resembled that of the tall man, suggesting they were undoubtedly father and son. The boy seemed to be about six or seven years old but followed his father closely. In any scenario, it was clear that the boy was raised to assist his father, whether for good or ill.

If the father was a god of war, then the boy was destined to be either a divine healer or a demonic doctor, shaking the very world.

Overall, it was quite a strange matter. The woman held a diverse range of heaven and earth powers, but why did her husband have a fate that showed only two paths? One was creation, and the other was destruction.

For a monk like him, he didn’t want to see people killing each other. If he didn’t decide to meet this man today, he didn’t know if there would be another chance to save millions of lives.

The monk thought about those frightening possibilities before closing his eyes again, trying to calm himself as much as possible by flicking the prayer beads in his hand. Once he regained his optimistic outlook, he opened his eyes and deliberately focused on Mu Heng. His expression transformed into a bright smile as if he saw the image of a creator in a vision.

"Master Mu, welcome back to the Bai Region once again."

The monk’s first words caused the entire central hall of the temple to fall into an even deeper silence. Even Mu Heng raised his eyebrows slightly, not understanding. The monk’s words, "welcome back again," what did "again" mean? Both Mu Heng and others truly did not understand.

"Venerable Monk, I am from the Du Region. This is my first time in the Bai Region," Mu Heng replied. His tone was quite polite but did not feign ignorance.

The monk continued to smile. He began to understand why this man’s fate had only two paths. He must be someone firm and steadfast in his decisions. What he deemed right, he would follow as right; what he deemed wrong, he would follow as wrong. Such a person was quite frightening because he would not relent to anyone.

Even so, the solution for this man was not difficult. From the vision, he saw that he would be happy and let others live happily as long as his wife was happy. If he lost his wife, calamity would surely follow. His attachment was so evident that it couldn’t be more apparent.

Therefore, his duty as a monk was simply to protect the other party. As long as he could protect this family, everything would surely go in a good direction.

"When you were here, you were very young. It’s not surprising that you understand it this way. I didn’t think that when you grew up and had a family, another Mu would be born in the Bai Region. That’s why I said welcome back, Master Mu, and in the future, I will welcome another Mu," the monk said, causing Mu Heng’s eyes to widen slightly.

He had always harbored some doubts about his own family. However, in the past, he never knew whom to ask, so he had brushed those thoughts aside. Moreover, his mother was not like an ordinary village woman. She was literate, knowledgeable in medicine, and had many other skills. Yet, no matter how he asked, his mother would never answer and would instead tell him to keep these matters secret. Mu Heng could only keep his thoughts to himself. This time, however, he was provoked once again.

It wasn’t just Mu Heng. Many people from the former Bai Region knew that the monk’s words were truly sacred. The monk said that Mu Heng was originally from the Bai Region? That meant he must have Bai lineage. Even so, it was still surprising that the monk brought this up.

Why did he give so much importance to a man just because he was once from the Bai Region? This left everyone truly puzzled.

It was as if the monk heard their unspoken questions. In other cases, he might have ignored them and not bothered to answer. However, when it came to Mu Heng, he chose to speak.

"Your mother was truly a benevolent person. Ever since she was young, she would often come here to make merit without her family knowing. I met her many times. Unfortunately, she faced many hardships at a young age. Even so, she told me she didn’t want my advice on how to live her life. She was a resolute woman, just like you."

The monk reminisced a little. He genuinely admired that young woman, as she came to make merit here with a sincere heart. As a monk who understood the fate of heaven and earth, he knew what her life would be like.

When Mu Heng heard the monk’s words, there was a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. He had previously harbored some doubt about the monk’s words. He didn’t know if they were true. However, when he heard the other party speak about his mother in such a way, it matched her beliefs and thoughts perfectly. Mu Heng thus confirmed to himself once again that his mother was indeed from the Bai Region!

"I called you here today to give you a scripture that your mother copied and left behind for you to use in your learning. You must be mindful and think carefully. You are going to have a very intelligent son in the future. As his father, you should guide him in the right direction."

"And this, I give to your wife. Once you give it to her, she will understand everything," the monk handed Mu Heng two books. One was very thick, and he had already mentioned that it was the scripture Mu Heng’s mother had copied when she was young. The volume of the pages showed how often she came here. The monk hoped it would help calm Mu Heng when the difficult times arrived.

The other book was empty, with only six blank pages. The last page, however, held a drawing of a man and a young boy standing atop a heap of corpses, with no sign of the woman who was their mother. This was a warning for him. The monk wanted the woman to take care of herself carefully. If something bad happened to her, it would bring about such a dreadful fate for her husband and child.

The monk knew he didn’t need to assist her further. Her fate was entirely in her own hands. Even he couldn’t see the path she would take or what would happen to her. As long as she remained cautious and safe, everything would be fine.

"Thank you, Venerable Monk," Mu Heng expressed his gratitude. He also felt joy hearing that he would have a strong and intelligent son. Mu Heng had always awaited his Xiao Mu, not knowing if he would have a son or daughter. Now that he knew, he could start thinking of a name.

With his conversation with Mu Heng concluded, the monk finished his own tasks. He instructed everyone to continue their prayers there, while he departed, leaving everyone in a state of contemplation.

It seemed that today’s news was indeed significant. The temple monk had a lot of affection for Mu Heng’s mother and now extended that affection to Mu Heng and his future family. He even prophesied that Mu Heng would have an intelligent son. It was rare for anyone to receive such attention from the monk.

Even the Emperor, upon hearing the news later, bestowed a great reward upon Mu Heng. The people praised him even more. Everyone knew how powerful the monk was. If he paid attention to someone, that person was almost like a deity. Combined with Mu Heng’s past achievements, people’s confidence in him grew even stronger.

The Wang was the happiest of all. When the Emperor gave such a grand reward, how could he, who had guided Mu Heng back to his homeland and had become an important figure, ignore it? He even preemptively named Mu Heng’s son.

"Mu Xihao," meaning a child who is intelligent and determined, a child so talented that everyone would have to acknowledge and rely on him. With this royal name, many people envied Mu Heng. Of course, these events would unfold later. For now, the situation remained unchanged.

While Mu Heng had the opportunity to converse with the monk along with others, the women were much more orderly. They simply took turns to worship the goddess, Guanyin. Some prayed for the well-being of the nation, others for personal happiness, and some for good love. A few even prayed for children.

Yueqian was among the last to enter the Guanyin temple. She admired the architecture, appreciating the effort people had put into its construction. In this era, unlike the modern one with many tools, the statue of Guanyin, standing over three meters tall, was adorned with intricate details in her attire and the items she held in her hands.

She averted her gaze and noticed the incense beside her. Following what everyone else was doing to avoid drawing attention, she soon found herself caught in an anticipated commotion.

The sounds of people yelling outside prompted Yueqian to quickly exit the temple to see what was happening. She saw the maid of Young Miss Chang crying and wailing before the Second Prince’s consort, with the Crown Prince’s consort, the crown Princess, standing nearby, listening as the highest-ranking person present.

Yueqian had been observing Young Miss Chang discreetly. From the start, she noticed something unusual about her behavior such as nervous movements and eyes scanning the surroundings as if searching for someone. Though unaware of what had happened, Yueqian was sure this was a scheme by some villain.

According to the information sent by the consort earlier, the target of the assassination during this prayer event was Eldest Young Miss Chang, who had accompanied her father. She was the betrothed of the deputy general, and they seemed quite fond of each other. However, there must be some secret about this eldest young miss that made her anxious and had reached the enemy’s ears.

Yueqian had not investigated the background of her behavior. Still, she looked into the eyes of the Second Prince’s consort, seeing only a glance signaling her. Yueqian chuckled inwardly. If things were truly going according to plan, she was supposed to go and rescue Eldest Young Miss Chang. But would Yueqian really do as others expected?

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