The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 136 The cannon fodder of the sadomasochistic girl, she collapsed (31)

   Seeing the suddenly solemn face of the white-clothed monk, Su Qinghuan was surprised.

   "Master Zhan Chen, what's wrong?"

  There is a problem with her signature?

  In fact, Su Qinghuan does not believe in the blessing of gods and Buddhas, because she herself is a god, knowing that even gods will have no alternative. Instead of believing in destiny, it is better to believe that things are done by humans, and my fate is my destiny.

  ……

  Looking at the girl's bewildered expression, Zhan Chen felt a pain in her heart.

  Since the opening of the Fanyin Temple, it has not been less than a hundred years, but no one has drawn such a signature within a hundred years, but Su Qinghuan...

  She is just a teenage girl who has already suffered from the loss of her father and mother. Why should she bear so much tragic fate?

  How unfair is the way of heaven!

   "It's nothing, the little monk just thought that I hadn't drawn it myself, and that the little monk was not as intensive as the master in studying the Dharma. It is a bit wrong for me to resolve the lottery."

  The white-clothed monk smiled slightly, pretending to be very casual while talking, and quickly took another sign from the lotus.

  With wide sleeves, he quickly swapped the two signatures in the palm of his palm with his monk robe, and handed them to Master Kong.

  Zhan Chen looked very respectful and handed over the signature.

  "Master, it's up to you to solve it. The left is mine, and the right is Qinghuan's donor."

  Master Le Kong sees all this in his eyes.

   "Chier...really crazy..."

  He looked compassionately at himself, the big disciple who was the most beloved and treated most severely, and really couldn't figure out what made him choose the woman Su Qinghuan.

  "Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

   "The disciple knows."

  The white-clothed monk smiled indifferently, his expression was very calm, like the first flower that bloomed in the spring breeze, free and easy like idle clouds and flowing water, nothing can change his mind.

   To a certain extent, the exchange of signatures also has to bear the cause and effect. They Buddhists believe that this kind of thing may also change the number of lives.

  The sign that no one has drawn for a hundred years is the worst one since Fanyin Temple was built. No matter what Zhan Chen has drawn, it is equivalent to trading a better fate for Su Qinghuan.

This kind of causal force is very serious against Zhan Chen. Master Kong has only seen some evil spirits want to attract human luck for so many years. I have never heard of anyone who is so kind and willing to make this kind of sacrifice for others. of.

  ……

  Master Kong sighed and shook his head.

   "In this case, as a teacher, interpret it according to your wishes."

  ……

   "Tong'er, what's the matter? The conversation between Zhan Chen and Master Liaokong is getting more and more mysterious."

  Su Qinghuan heard a little bit clouded, she is the most annoying superstition-belief.

  But looking at Master Zhan Chen and Liaokong, they seem to be very persistent about it.

  System 233 knows everything, and it answers with a heartfelt heart.

   "Hey, host, I am a little envious of you, Master Zhan Chen really likes you, love to the bones."

   "???? He doesn't want to pay back for me."

  System 233 does not talk too much.

  And Master Kong has begun to officially interpret the signed text.

  He looked at Su Qinghuan with a smile.

"Qinghuan benefactor, you have won the auspicious lottery that has been rare in our Fanyin Temple in a century. Jiajia is the first class, and the sign says'Walking alone to the clouds, the first class of the Jade Palace Qiangong, rich and glorious, Tian Fuyou, Good luck is like the East China Sea and longevity is like a mountain'."

   "This literal meaning is very simple, don't you need to introduce it in detail?"

  Su Qinghuan was startled.

   Could it be that Master Zhan Chen was so surprised just now because this signature is too rare.

  Little fox is not that easy to fool.

  She has a deep expression on her face.

   "What about Master Zhan Chen's signature?"

  Master Liaokong looked at the big disciple with low eyebrows and narrowed his eyes compassionately, and shook his head in a sense of sorrow.

"It happens to be the opposite of a small benefactor, and it is also a rare signature in a century, but it is the last. No fame and fame. Finances are light. Lawsuits are suitable for interest. Marriage is difficult. Diseases are difficult to heal. The journey is hindered. If you ask for good. Pray to the gods."

  "……"

  Su Qinghuan looked terrified, what kind of fate is this ghost animal!

  She is a **** herself. She didn't believe in these things, but now this is a flat world derived from novels. It's hard to say that these karma will really happen.

  She thought of the previously shrinking pupils of the white monk, and her mind turned quickly.

   "Zhan Chen, you swapped my signature with yours, right?"

  In a hurry, she didn't even call the master, and called the other party's name directly.

  Obviously, those signatures just coincided with the fate of the original owner!

  "Qinghuan benefactor, you have thought about it a lot. And the signing has been made, so you don't have to think about it anymore."

  The white-clothed monk smiled peacefully, and sat cross-legged directly, his phoenix eyes deeply reflected Su Qinghuan's face, just like a woman in the world, there was only one in his eyes.

  "Master, let's relieve Qinghuan's lover, shall we?"

  Su Qinghuan heard Zhan Chen’s words, a sudden warmth appeared in her eyes, as if tears were about to fall uncontrollably.

  How can she do?

  Su Qinghuan's throat was sour, she looked at Zhan Chen faintly, and finally a thousand words were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.

   "Okay, then let's start."

  In this heart-filled world, there can be such a person who is purely for your own good, only for your good, would you not be moved?

  She seems to love him more than she thought.

  ……

  Zhan Chen is worthy of being the most wise monk in the Fanyin Temple in a hundred years. The Buddha's heart is pure, and with Master Kong on his side, the emotions are discharged very smoothly.

  When Su Qinghuan woke up, she looked at Zhan Chen's somewhat pale eyebrows, not knowing how tired he was taking care of himself these days.

  The girl felt sour, she couldn't help but stretched out her hand, trying to grab the sleeve of the white monk.

  "Master Zhanchen, can you return to the vulgarity for me?"

  The monk in white clothes looked at her calmly, those eyes were still so clear, but because of the days of care, his eyes were a little haggard.

   "Everything is Buddha's predestined relationship, and cannot be forced."

  "Qinghuan benefactor, get ready for the two-day martial arts conference. I heard that the demon leader will also participate. We can't slack off."

  ……

  Su Qinghuan knew that Zhan Chen was reminding herself that the battle was imminent and that she shouldn't delay the relationship between men and women. She couldn't help but feel a little lost.

  Thinking of the terrible final signature, I always feel uneasy, and bad things will happen.

  But in fact, they have everything ready here, only Dongfeng, and the respected Master Liao Kong as a witness, there shouldn’t be any worries.

  ……

  In the anticipation of all the people, the martial arts conference kicked off.

  Su Qinghuan is still in gray clothes, following Zhan Chen.

  She saw the representative seat of Lingyun Villa from a distance, but she did not see Yun Miao and Ling Ziche at all.

  Where did they go?

  Su Qinghuan frowned.

The   Wulin Conference is to elect the new martial arts leader. Ling Qingfeng has been frowning recently because of his son’s illness, and even taking the stage to compete is a little distracted.

   Just when the fighting was getting hot, suddenly, a red sedan chair with nephrite jade fell from the sky!

   "I'm late!"

  Su Qinghuan’s gaze was quickly attracted, she clenched her hands, and a resentment emerged from her heart.

  She wanted the demon leader to die!

  (End of this chapter)