The Daoist Wife Has Tricks, Buddha Lord, Don't Rush

A venerable monk does not shun the Dao, and a master of the Dao does not shun Buddhism.

She chants the Great One, Savior from Suffering; he chants Amitabha.

By the arrangement of fate, she becomes the last surviving heir of the Northern Daoist tradition.

Since ancient times, Daoism has encompassed many arts, and practitioners throughout the generations have mastered the Five Arts.

And so she learns the Daoist Five Arts: geomancy, medicine, destiny, physiognomy, and divination.

He meets her in a messy encounter, when she is covered in dust and her original appearance is unrecognizable.

From then on, he follows her everywhere, north and south, east and west, unwavering in his devotion.

She helplessly raises one hand to her chest, forms a mudra, and says, “Great One, Savior from Suffering, this little Daoist really isn't interested in you!”

He replies, “Amitabha. It's enough that I like you!”

Little Scene One: “Stop following me!” She turns back helplessly to look at the man who calls himself her savior. She's on her way home, so this really isn't convenient.

“I'm not following you. I'm going home too. It's just the same way!” The man sits innocently in the empty seat beside her, then closes his eyes.

She is speechless???????

Little Scene Two: “You said you weren't following me!” She turns around again!

“I'm not. We're just going the same way!” The man tilts his head up to look at the sky.

She suddenly throws out a talisman and chants, “Great One, Savior from Suffering!” Then she vanishes from the spot.

He chuckles softly. “You think a little trick like that can shake me?” He waves away the smoke left by the talisman, then takes out the handkerchief he swiped from her. One sniff is all it takes for him to know which way she went.