Mysterious Resurrection: My Pasty Paper Man Can Catch Tricks

"I don't know? Then where did the master's words come from?"

Chen Li asked puzzledly.

Unexpectedly, this problem is like a stone sinking into the sea.

There was no more sound in the quiet room.

Chen Li frowned slightly, a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

It stands to reason that only he should know what he is thinking.

Even if he may be restless and reveal his thoughts.

That would not be seen by the abbot of Baoen Temple who has not met yet.

But the abbot of Baoen Temple said that he knew that what he thought would not happen.

The words also imply something.

This is obviously not right.

Thinking back to what he told Ning Cheng,

A thought flashed through Chen Li's mind—could it be that this old monk really knows how to foretell.

Just when Chen Li had this absurd idea, Po Meng said:

"Boss, you go in."

Hearing Po Meng's voice, Chen Li came to his senses and looked up.

I saw Granny Meng looking at him calmly.

Four eyes facing each other.

Chen Li realized that Granny Meng was telling him not to worry about being tricky.

Everything has her.

Immediately, Chen Li was stunned for a moment, feeling inexplicably relieved.

He nodded to Po Meng, turned around, and walked into the quiet room.

After entering the quiet room, the light dimmed for an instant.

Chen Li squinted his eyes to get used to it, and then he saw the situation in the room clearly.

I saw that the furnishings in this quiet room were very simple.

There is only a small wooden table and two gray futons.

An incense burner was placed on the low table, and green smoke was constantly wafting from the hollow pattern on the top of the incense burner.

A faint sandalwood scent filled the air.

To Chen Li's surprise, there was no one in the room.

Chen Li couldn't help but looked around, trying to see if there were other rooms.

At this moment, the previous voice sounded again.

"Benefactor, the poor monk is here."

Chen Li followed the voice and looked.

There is also an ajar door in the corner on the right hand side.

That's where the sound comes from.

"It's really hidden."

Chen Li muttered to himself, walked over, and gently opened the door.

I saw a thin monk sitting cross-legged on a futon with his eyes closed.

In front of him, there is a futon and a book.

"Master, do you want me to come here for something?"

Chen Li walked over and casually sat cross-legged on the empty futon.

At this time, the abbot slowly opened his eyes and looked at Chen Li.

The moment the eyes of the two met, Chen Li seemed to see a flash of light.

When he blinked his eyes and was about to take a closer look.

The light disappeared.

Immediately, Chen Li was overwhelmed with surprise.

Can't help but be more curious about the monk in front of him.

"Could it be that this monk really has some supernatural powers?"

In today's world, even the legendary ghosts exist.

It is hard to guarantee that there will be no "eminent monk".

The abbot seemed to know what Chen Li was thinking, and said with a smile:

"Is the benefactor wondering whether the poor monk has some kind of supernatural power?"

Chen Li was taken aback for a moment, and said suspiciously:

"You know all of this? Do you really have supernatural powers?"

The abbot shook his head slightly.

"Where is there any supernatural power in this world?"

"The poor monk just lived a little longer, so he can naturally guess what the benefactor is thinking."

Chen Li obviously didn't believe it, and said:

"You can guess what I'm thinking, but what about old man Ning?"

"You said that if he comes here again, his life will be in danger. How do you say that?"