She's a real daughter and she's telling people's fortunes again

"Monks should be compassionate. You have broken the precepts long ago." The young monk clasped his hands together, recited the Buddha's name silently, and said calmly, "Also, I don't understand."

"Sage Wu Zen has only one disciple, a child."

"According to our intelligence, he practices medicine near here."

"So we know that you are a disciple of Holy Monk Wuchan, so you can't deceive me."

Seeing that the young monk was pretending to be stupid, the deputy host's tone gradually turned cold.

"You are wrong. What I said is unclear is not because you don't understand. Also, I really don't know where the master is, because he is the master and I am the disciple. There is no need to inform me where he is going." The young monk shook his head. He shook his head and looked at the other person with a calm face, his eyes were unusually clear, "As for what I said about not understanding, I don't understand why you are looking for my master, why you do so many bad things, and why you do so many bad things."

"When did you see me doing bad things?" The deputy host was inexplicably interested in the little monk in front of him. "If not, why would you say that I am going to do bad things?"

"Appearances come from the heart. The eminent monk's face is cold and angular, with sharp edges and sharp edges. He has a very sinister appearance!" said the young monk, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Do you know how to meet someone?" the deputy host asked curiously.

"The entire Ryōzenji Temple..."

"No, there is no one in the whole Jiangnan who is better at fortune-telling than me." The young monk nodded.

"Hahaha, a young novice monk actually said that he knows how to read fortune tellers! Being proud of a monk is a big taboo."

The deputy host sneered after hearing this. Even the eminent monks might not dare to master the skill of fortune-telling, but the young monk in front of him was so arrogant, which made him very disdainful. Even the holy monk Wuchan was looked down upon by him. After all, a real eminent monk cannot teach such an arrogant kid, "Since you are so confident, then look at me and see when the end is coming!"

Hearing this, the young monk frowned slightly and quietly looked at the person in front of him.

After a long time, the little monk slowly stretched out three fingers.

"Thirty years. I am now over eighty, and I still have thirty years to live. What a blessing!" The deputy host laughed when he saw this.

However, the young monk shook his head at this time.

"Isn't it thirty years?" the deputy host said playfully, "could it be three hundred years?"

"It's three hours." The young monk said seriously.

"Hahaha, that's ridiculous!" the deputy host immediately yelled angrily after hearing this, "I have already entered the state of innate perfection. Even if I live for thirty to fifty years, you dare to say that I only have three hours left!"

"Amitabha, monks do not lie."

The young monk clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and stood upright.

Although he was dressed in a worn cassock, he was meticulous, and there was even more compassion and sadness in his eyes.

At this moment, the deputy host seemed to have seen the golden Buddha statue in Yinlong Temple overlooking the monks, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"What a little demon monk!"

“I keep saying no lies, but I break the precept repeatedly!”

"Today, I will discipline and discipline you on behalf of your master!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the deputy host struck out with his palm, and a translucent golden handprint went straight to the young monk's Dantian!

At the same time, several people who came with the young monk rushed over desperately, one person picked him up, and the remaining few tried their best to block the deputy host's palm print.

Almost at the same time, several people turned pale and vomited blood.

"Walk!!!"

One person shouted loudly, his voice as gloomy as water.

The state of innate Dzogchen is far beyond their reach.

The man holding the little monk did not hesitate and flew away!

"Amitabha."

A voice full of murderous intent rang out, and the deputy host flashed his figure and majestically passed through the people behind him, stopping the young monk.

At this moment, everyone was extremely pale!

At this moment, the deputy host struck out with another palm, killing the young monk in his arms. The power of the palm spread to the young monk's body, instantly making the young monk feel a heartbreaking pain, and blood spurted out from his mouth. out!

"Go back and tell your master, we will wait for him here."

"If he doesn't come, the next time he meets the monks from Liangchan Temple, he will definitely kill him without mercy!"

The deputy host looked down at the young monk in a condescending manner, with cold eyes and a solemn tone.

"Amitabha." The young monk stood up with difficulty, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, dragged his body in severe pain, and left without looking back.

He didn't say anything more, and there was no need to say anything more.

The cycle of cause and effect is clear!

Everything has been determined, everything is unsaid.