"Please ask me? I'm not a monk, I'm just a little psychiatrist. Why ask me? Is there anyone among you who has a mental illness? That's easy to handle. I can't do anything else. I'm good at treating doctors. Since you are a monk,

Come on, I’ll make it easier for you and send the patient here!”

Chen Yi had a generous expression on his face and waved his hand boldly.

It was rare for him to go home, and he didn't want to pretend to be sexy anymore.

This is the truth. His bald head came out of nowhere. Is it wrong to say that he is not a monk?

"..."

This time it wasn't just Roudanzi, a group of monks were all staring straight at Chen Yi's forehead, which was brighter than anyone else around him, and the sexy monk cassocks he wore.

Isn’t this what you call a monk?

This outfit is more professional than us!

Still want to deny it!

Rouduanzi was sweating profusely: "Master, you don't know something. Since the last time the master preached Buddhism in the City of Miracles, all the disciples of Zongxie have been showered with rain, enlightened, and longed for it day and night. They all look forward to it, only hoping that they can

Listen respectfully to the Buddha’s voice again,”

"So the poor monk came here to invite the master to the sect association to preach the scriptures to the disciples. I hope the master will do it!"

"What Dharma? I don't..."

Of course Chen Yi didn't want to ask for trouble, but just as he spoke, he was suddenly interrupted by a shout.

"Lord Buddha, help me!"
Chapter completed!