Chapter 1532 The Monk Is Here

Listen to the wishes that no matter what she is talking about, or meditating in her heart, will fall into her ears with the power of faith.

"Master Tang, please bless my daughter to marry a good man..."

"Master Tang, my mother-in-law has already given birth to seven sons, she must bless this child as a girl..."

"Master Tang, bless my son to find a good job and a good employer when he enters the city..."

"Master Tang, please keep my family safe and sound, free from disasters and difficulties..."

"Master Tang..."

Tang Ning listened in the statue, watching some of them left after praying, and watching some wave the lottery with a stick after praying. The day passed like this. In the statue, she closed her eyes and remained silent. Restoring the soul, day after day, until another half a month passed.

In the evening of this day, an old monk walked into the temple. When he looked at the statue of Master Tang sitting cross-legged with his hands clasped, he raised his hand and said softly.

"Amitabha."

old monk!

In the statue, Tang Ning closed her eyes and rested her mind. When she saw the old monk coming in, her eyes lit up. However, her spirit had not been repaired at this time, and her voice could not be transmitted through her consciousness. She could only look at the old monk, desperately blinked.

The old monk looked at Master Tang's golden body with a relieved smile. He watched the little power of faith float into her golden body, and also saw the golden body in front of him winking at him.

"It's good that you're still here."

The old monk laughed, looked at Tangning's golden body, and said, "You are a man of heaven and blessed with great fortune, how could you die so easily?"

Tangning couldn't speak, but she was blinking her eyes, wanting to ask him what's going on with Mo Ye and the others? I wonder how he came here? Wondering if he told her grandfather about them? Just can't ask anything.

"You only have a sliver of soul left now, right? Look at you, the soul is still fragmented and trapped in this golden body? That's right, Mo Ye's fate can be changed by people, and death should be in his hands." He had a narrow escape from death, plus he suffered two catastrophes at the same time as an advanced flying immortal, if you hadn't suffered it for him, he would probably have died out of his wits."

The old monk stepped forward and sat down on the mat in front, took out a wine gourd and took a sip of the wine, said: "You have suffered this calamity for him, broken his fate, and it is only natural that you end up with a broken mind and body. It should be, everything has a cause and an effect, it is predestined.”

Tangning rolled her eyes.

The old monk smiled and said, "Don't roll your eyes either, anyway, you are also a god, worshiped and incensed by others, if people see you rolling your eyes here, don't you scare people to death?"

The old man who was in charge of guarding and cleaning heard someone talking and didn't know what they were talking about, so he stepped forward and saw an old monk sitting there drinking wine and talking to himself.

"Master, are you?"

The old monk glanced back, and smiled at the old man, "Monk, I am the new lottery master here."

"Master of unlocking the sign?"

The old man was slightly stunned, looking at the old monk, who was dressed in plain gray clothes, but his words smelled of alcohol, and his expression and behavior did not look like those of a high-ranking monk, on the contrary, he looked like those wine and meat monks.

"Master, we don't need it here, there are lottery stalls outside." The old man said, pointing to the outside of the temple.

"No, no, monk, I am the lottery master here, and I will stay here from now on."