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As they were just strangers meeting for the first time, the old man was a little too enthusiastic.

As the saying goes, if someone shows kindness to you without any reason, he is either a traitor or a thief.

His purpose might not be so malicious, but it was definitely not just to make friends.

"You are too polite, elder."

Amber smiled slightly. Since she was free anyway, she might as well chat.

He looked at the man and woman who had been silent since they sat down and said, "Who are these two?"

"These are my grandchildren."

The old man's originally smiling face showed a trace of worry, and his expression changed very naturally, "Alas, they are also unfortunate. They lost their parents when they were young, and were brought up by me alone. Now they are about to grow up, but..."

He paused here, looking like he couldn't bear to continue.

"What happened again?"

Amber asked following the conversation.

"Young Master is a Buddhist, so he must know something about demons and ghosts, right?"

The old man sighed and said, "My two unfortunate grandchildren have peculiar fates. The boy's fate is pure Yin, and the girl's fate is pure Yang. They have a fatal attraction to some demons and ghosts."

"For this reason, I asked an expert to make a life-suppressing device for them when they were born. Over the past ten years, there have been no accidents. But not long ago, I went out to do something, and when I came back, I found that they had been targeted by a monster, and the life-suppressing device was nowhere to be found."

As he spoke, his eyes began to turn red, and he was obviously very sad: "I only have one son, and I lost my son when I was young. So this time, no matter what, I must find a way to keep my grandchildren!"

"As the saying goes, there is always a way out. Elders, don't panic. We will always find a way out."

Amber whispered soothingly.

Considering his current status, he has to help no matter what when encountering such a situation.

Because any monk in Jinshan Temple would choose to do so.

But after the fusion of memories, Amber, who had long lost her passionate impulse, how could she believe that things must be as he said just by listening to the old man's one-sided story?

"Well, I hope so."

The old man sighed, feeling somewhat disappointed.

Seeing Amber walking alone in the wilderness without any protection, he thought that he might have met a master, but his passionate speech did not have any effect.

Such a cold-blooded monk, even if he has any ability, I guess he can't be that capable, right?

"Young Master, are you going to Qiandeng Town?"

"Um."

Amber nodded slightly, "Is it the same for the elders?"

"Haha, Qiandeng Town is my home."

The old man smiled and said, "If there is a chance, young master can come to my house as a guest. Just ask around in town for Mr. Liu. It's easy to find him."

"It depends on fate."

Amber shook her head slightly, and then seemed to remember something: "Have you ever heard of Bodhi Temple, Elder?"

"Of course I have."

The old man immediately replied, "Bodhi Temple is a famous Buddhist temple in the town. On the first and fifteenth day of every month, there are many believers who burn incense. Could it be that the young master wants to go to this temple?"

"Just a look."

Amber replied casually.

The old man was about to say something when the servant who had gone to get firewood came over.

"Master, everything has been packed up, please go and have a rest."

"Young Master, I will take my leave now."

"Elder, please."

Amber raised her hand and made a casual gesture.

The old man pulled his grandchildren up and left the fire, and came to another corner of the General Temple.

The General Temple suddenly became quiet, with only the crackling sound of burning firewood to be heard.

Amber fiddled with the fire, then leaned against the wall and closed her eyes to rest.

The servant who had been paying close attention to this side saw this and nodded to the old man.

"Master, he's already asleep."

The voice was very low, as if afraid of being heard.

The old man had no expression on his face, and he looked completely different from just now.

"Time is running out. Don't sleep tonight. Let's continue on our journey when the rain stops."

"promise!"

The servants obeyed the order respectfully and began to eat it with big mouthfuls even though the dry food had not been fully heated yet.

Having to sleep in the open air all the way, they have long been accustomed to this kind of life.

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"Master, you should eat something too."

One of them handed over the most cooked bread.

The old man shook his head and did not reach out to take it.

"I have no appetite, you guys eat."

"master"

A trace of worry flashed across the servant's face, but he did not dare to persuade him. He just put the cake aside and took out another one to bake.

The old man sat there quietly, his eyes moving around the faces of his grandchildren for a while, and finally slowly closed his eyes.

"Xuewen, Xier, Grandpa will never let anything happen to you."

Qiandeng Town is located in the south of Jing State and is world-famous for making lanterns.

When Amber arrived in the town, the first thing she saw was the lantern shops of all sizes, as well as merchants and peddlers who came from all over to purchase goods.

According to the abbot, the people here put profit first and have no sense of propriety, righteousness, or sense of shame.

In order to verify this statement, he begged for alms along the main street, but as expected, he didn't get even a steamed bun.

Of course, this doesn’t mean anything. At best, it just means that the townspeople don’t believe in Buddhism.

But this makes it more difficult to complete the task.

After putting away the begging bowl, Amber found a friendly passerby to ask about the Bodhi Temple.

This time he didn't encounter any setbacks and quickly found out the location. He then asked about the Liu family and got a more detailed answer.

"Monk, you've asked the right person. No one in Qiandeng Town knows the Liu family's affairs as well as I do!"

The passerby was a young man in his twenties, wearing a brown short suit. He was a little impatient at being asked about the Bodhi Temple, but his expression immediately became lively.

"The master of the Liu family is a famous person in our town. He has the fewest relatives, the most shops, the most ruthless methods, and is also the richest!"

"Oh? That sounds amazing."

Amber asked, narrowing her eyes.

"Amazing? Of course it is. But it's a pity that he suffered retribution in his later years. Not only did his only son die, but his grandchildren also lost their souls and turned into the living dead."

The passerby gloated and said, "If you ask me, Master Liu did too many bad things in the past and didn't leave any leeway for others. He deserves this fate now!"

"Oh? So the donor thinks that Mr. Liu should do more good deeds to accumulate blessings for his descendants, right?"

Amber became interested. The people here were not as stubborn as the abbot said. "If you were the donor, what would you do?"

The passers-by were stunned by the question.