Chapter 109: First assistant, take care of your wife (55)

Master Xuan Ming is also a miserable monk, choked again and again.

I do not know--

and then?

Wouldn’t it be okay to say one more ‘why’?

"Little friends, people from outside the world have something to do with my

Buddha, so I invite little friends to meet." Master Xuanming can be a guest of

the royal family, naturally, he has true skills.

Although it can't reach the sky, it can already see a little bit of God's

will.

He couldn't see Fanxing's fate, he could only vaguely feel that she should

come from outside the world. People outside of the world mean that luck is

added, otherwise they will not be able to break through the void and come from

outside the world.

The appearance of outsiders means change.

Qi luck adds to the body, makes good friends with it, and even changes fate.

It's unpredictable to have a bad relationship with it.

Master Xuanming was very verbose, and Fanxing couldn't understand it. He just

tilted his head to listen, and occasionally inhaled the sandalwood scent in

the Zen room. It smelled strangely good. After smelling it, it was very

comfortable.

"Although the little friend has good luck, he has evil spirits. Fortunately,

someone who transforms evil has already appeared around him. Otherwise, the

consequences are immeasurable." When Master Xuanming said this, he seemed very

lucky.

Good luck, but with bad sex.

There is only one possibility-

He had suffered absolute injustice and humiliation, so that Heaven felt owed

to him, so he bestowed luck. With evil in sex, the soul is immersed in

violence and hatred, and it is cruel and cruel from the bones.

No one can help transform the evil spirits, destroy others and ourselves, or

even destroy the world!

When people are old, they tend to beep more often, but fortunately, before

Fanxing can't sit still, Master Xuanming cuts to the topic: "Invite little

friends to come, and little friends do me a favor, okay?"

When he said this, the old woman sitting on the other side of the chessboard

looked hopeful and looked at the stars.

Fanxing has a clear look.

Oh, she knew that all that was mentioned above was purposeful.

She is not stupid and knows others well!

"Free, no help." The boss is not a good person and never does a loss-making

business.

Master Xuanming choked.

This little friend doesn't give much face!

How did she know that he was an iron rooster, so she asked someone to help, so

she wouldn't be paid if he was not paid?

Although Master Xuanming is the most famous in the capital, if you look at the

way to make money in this temple, you will know that this is definitely not a

particularly serious old monk. On weekdays, he used his reputation to do

shameless things in an upright manner. It also made people think that this was

the unique character of the hermit.

"I gave the little friend a string of Patriarch's Buddha beads, and the little

friend did me a favor, how about?"

Fanxing thought for a while, tilted his head and asked, "Okay? No...I won't

help."

Xuanming: "..." I really believe in your evil!

"Since it is the Patriarch's Buddha beads, it is naturally unusual. The little

friend has a strong spirit, and the Patriarch's beads can help you turn evil."

Well, the reason why the Patriarch's beads was passed down at the beginning

was to leave it to those who are destined. If you can help a hostile person to

turn evil spirits, it can be considered a great merit.

Fanxing's eyes widened, listening for a while, trying to keep herself from

dozing off.

Okay, I didn't understand at all.

But seeing the breath of the Buddhist room made her feel very comfortable, she

agreed.

Master Xuanming took a string of black sandalwood beads from his wrist and

handed it to Fanxing.

The boss never expected that he would give such a good thing so casually.

Xuan Ming obviously read a trace of disapproval from Fan Xing's hesitation.

So patiently explained: "The monks don't slander, don't look at this

patriarch's Buddha beads, but they are really useful to you."