Chapter 48: Nan Ke Yimeng

Shi Fengyang left in shame, no one paid attention to his hideous expression. Xu Shaodong hugged Liu Yixue and walked to Lan Yun, and smiled and comforted: "Aunt Lan, don't worry, I said that I will take care of Yixue."

Everything was silent. Lan Yun looked at her daughter in front of her and hugged Xu Shaodong intimately, just like a couple, smiled knowingly, nodded and said, "Shaodong, Yixue will entrust her to you in the future. You must make her happy."

The three girls behind the scenes opened their eyes wide, not believing in everything that was happening in front of them. The purpose of their visit this time was to stop the man from getting close to Liu Yixue, but they did not expect that the play carefully arranged by Lu Yunqian had no effect. Shi Fengyang probably already knew that for Liu Yixue, he had no hope.

Police officer Gao was also stunned, pulled Lu Yunqian's hand, and asked softly: "What should I do?"

Lu Yunqian shook her head and said, "What else can I do? Just keep the troops still!"

My mother has accepted it, looking very excited. At this time, it seems that it is really inconvenient for them to take action. Besides, she has hugged Yixue, and she herself has not opposed it, right?

Li Wanfen also smiled and said, "Let's go, Yixue, Shaodong, let's go in. I also hope you have a destiny and can live together, but remember, don't force yourself."

Liu Yixue lowered her head, but there was no softness in her eyes, and she had a stiff expression, but Li Wanfen was already seeing it.

The group of seven people slowly stepped into the temple gate. In the quiet silence, a distant bell rang. Xu Shaodong let go of Liu Yixue's waist, held Li Wanfen's hand, and walked in the front. He had done what he should do. If Liu Yixue really had a lover, Xu Shaodong would also bless her.

He was not Xu Shaodong in the past, and he didn't have much thought about this girl who grew up with her childhood sweetheart. However, he did not resist making friends and slowly developing a relationship.

A huge Buddha statue, nine courts, kneeling on many believers, who burned incense and begged devoutly, then held a sign in hand and shook out one of their own.

"It looks very effective here. I want to draw a lottery to see how my lady is going. Police Gao, what about you?" Lu Yunqian immediately rushed forward, occupied a group, knelt down before turning back and asking.

Police officer Gao shook his head without the stern respite when he was in the academy and said, "I'm just here to thank Master Jingxuan. It's enough to change his fate once in life."

Under the curtain, an old monk with long beards slowly walked out, staggering, but his inadvertent eyes swept over, which made people feel deep. He walked to the front of several people and asked softly: "Who is the donor Xu Shaodong?"

The police officer Gao's face became very excited. He knelt in front of the old monk, kowtowed in a crisp voice, and shouted: "Master Jingxuan, do you still remember me?"

The old monk's eyes were blurred, but he nodded and smiled softly, and said slowly: "It turns out to be Miss Gao's family. Seeing your heart shape today, the great disaster of the Xuanyin body seems to have passed half a minute. Miss Gao's fortune is deep, and she will definitely turn misfortune into good fortune and live a long life."

Police officer Gao lowered his head honestly and whispered: "Please give me some advice!"

"The opportunity has come, and the man is responsible for it. Miss Gao, the secret of heaven cannot be revealed!" I don't know if it is tradition, it seems that every fortune teller will say this.

Li Wanfen walked over, holding Xu Shaodong in her hand, bowed to the old monk named Jingxuan and said, "Master, this is my son Xu Shaodong. This time I came here to fulfill my wish."

Xu Shaodong did not believe in these gods, but his mother's piety made him dare not disobey him. He then bowed and greeted, "Master, Shaodong is polite."

The old monk seemed to have seen it, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger, and he said, "Don't be polite, don't be polite, we are destined to meet here, it has been a blessing for a thousand years. Donor Xu, can you tell me alone? Everyone?"

"Shaodong, go, Master Jingxuan is a great monk. His thoughts on preaching can make people enjoy their whole life." Li Wanfen was extremely happy and immediately advised.

Police officer Gao was also a little surprised. He heard that Master Jingxuan rarely showed up, but he didn't expect that he would appear in person and invite Xu Shaodong to speak. Is this face really worth it?

Xu Shaodong was puzzled, but did not refuse and answered: "Master invited me, how dare Shaodong refuse to follow me? Master!"

Under the eyes of several women, the two of them slowly walked into the curtain. Under the guidance of Jing Xuan, Xu Shaodong had entered a large Zen room in the backyard. Jing Xuan sat down cross-legged and pulled up his hand, and a force swept on Xu Shaodong's legs, like a spring-like force that made him sit down involuntarily.

Xu Shaodong was shocked and was about to fight back, but Jing Xuan's voice came: "Don't worry, don't worry, the old monk has no malice, just try your spiritual realm power."

The old monk screamed out the power of souls in one word, which shocked Xu Shaodong even more. His face changed slightly. In this era, no one would know about the power of souls.

Jingxuan ignored Xu Shaodong's disdain and continued gently: "The donor's face is gone, but the donor is still alive. Last time he met his mother who loved his son, the old monk was also shocked. A person who had been dead for many days was still alive...--"

"The old monk read thousands of Buddhist scriptures, reincarnation for hundreds of years, or you are the dependence of another life, or the blessing of God, but he never found the answer."

Xu Shaodong never believed in the so-called prophecy of nothingness and vagueness before, but the old monk's words were all expressed, and he saw what he was like.

"Master was joking. Shaodong survived this disaster this time, which is the protection of the gods. The master is profound in Buddhism and is in harmony with the gods. He should know that, why can't he find the answer?"

Jing Xuan nodded gently, perhaps in an instant, and said, "The old monk is attached to the appearance, but it is not clear. If it is not clear, it is clear. Why should I follow the roots and the source? People are about to die and their minds are demented. This is the portrayal of the old monk at this moment!"

"Amitabha, donor Xu is really a person of my Buddha. He has deep wisdom. If it weren't for the beautiful peach blossoms, the old monk would have wanted to take you under his sect before he passed away. We meet at this moment, just because we have the fate. Let the old monk open the door to his mood for the donor!"

"The gate of state of mind?" Xu Shaodong didn't understand.

Jing Xuan said: "The door to the state of mind will make the donor awake from the chaos, like a dragon soaring into the sky, shining thousands of miles. I believe that at this moment, the donor's heart will be extremely extreme and will pass through his life in a dull life, but I don't know that such a life is really wasteful for the donor. Since it can be vigorous and vigorous, why not have fortunes come up?"

As Jing Xuan said, his hands transformed into countless hand shapes. Xu Shaodong had forgotten to resist. His palms had already attached themselves to his forehead. A strong sense of warmth came into his mind, causing him to fall asleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but Xu Shaodong woke up and realized that he was still standing at the door of the temple and Buddha lobby. In front of him, four women knelt in a row, closed their hands, and silently recounted their desire for the future.

"Where is Master Jingxuan?" When Li Wanfen turned around, Xu Shaodong asked inexplicably. He was not in the Zen room, so why did he return to the lobby in a blink of an eye?

However, Li Wanfen frowned and asked in confusion: "What kind of Master Jingxuan? Master Jingxuan never sees guests. You dream!"

Then a long bell came from the entire Lingshan Temple, and a sad Buddha message came: "Master Jingxuan has passed away!"
Chapter completed!