Chapter 193

In Luohan temple, the statue of Buddha is majestic, and the smoke is slow. Long Wei sits opposite the old monk.

Outside the main hall, incense is in full swing, and tourists come in droves. Not far away, there is a hundred year old banyan tree with many sachets to pray for. When the wind blows, sachets dance like red leaves in the wind.

Half an hour later, laoheshan was still reciting Buddhist scriptures with his eyes slightly closed.

Long Wei sits cross legged on the futon, trying to suppress the whole body's killing spirit. It's the first time for a military master like him to come to this Buddhist place

"Amitabha." After a long time, the old monk finally finished reciting the Scriptures, declared the Buddha's name and bowed to Longwei.

Long Wei calmly smiles and returns.

"Look at the donor's face, not like a layman." The old monk looked Longwei over and said with emotion.

"You can't be vulgar in the secular world." Long Wei's reply is quite opportune.

He was thinking, Lin Ruoxue said that the bald head he knocked was the old monk's?

The old monk was uncomfortable with Longwei. He frowned slightly and asked, "benefactor, what's the matter?"

Long Wei knew that he was impolite, so he laughed apologetically: "it's nothing, but the master's bald head reminds me of a person."

The old monk looked embarrassed. Now how can these young people be so interested in their bald heads? "Who?"

"Lin Ruoxue." Long Wei put his hands together and said, "this time I'm here for her."

The old monk's face stagnated. It turns out that this man is Miss Lin's sweetheart? Before I promised Miss Lin that she would wait for her lover, but now it has come true.

"Good, good." The old monk grinned and prayed: "may lovers get married."

Then the old monk's face sank, and he reminded: "this time the Lin family's marriage competition is not a small matter. There are many rich families and various forces. Benefactor, please be careful."

"It doesn't matter what you expect." In just four words, we have all kinds of strategies. No matter what kind of rich family you are, no matter what kind of King Jinling you are, you are bullshit in front of Longwei. If you want to live or die, you will die!

The old monk nodded silently when he heard the words, and immediately his bright head seemed to think of something: "today, Miss Lin seems to be going to Luohan temple to invite incense for her family."

Some gods are worshipped in the families of the rich and famous families, which are used to eliminate disasters, pray for blessings, and ensure the peace of their homes.

Most people buy incense candles for gods, but the rich and powerful families invite them regularly from the temples where the incense flourished, which shows their piety.

The old and the young chatted for a long time, and the old monk liked Longwei more and more, so much so that later he wanted to tell Longwei's fortune.

Long Wei is a little speechless. In his whole life, he never believes in fate. He only believes in himself. I will win heaven!

However, since the old monk insisted on this, he could not refuse, so he asked, "how to do it?"

"Give me your hand."

The old monk held Long Wei's hand and looked at it for a long time.

"How?" Long Wei asked with his lips curled.

"Shanya, Shanya, from the perspective of the benefactor, your marriage with Miss Lin will surely be successful." The old monk put down Longwei's right hand and nodded with a smile.

"Thank you very much." Long Wei said all that and said goodbye to the old monk.

After Long Wei left, the old monk spread out his palm. There was a golden light shining in his palm.

"What's this, Longqi? Is this person... " The old monk was shocked. How could this young man be the descendant of the Yanjing dragon family?

The old monk once dealt with long Shi. He dares to guarantee his life. This golden halo must come from Long Shi's blood!

But how did Miss Lin get involved with the dragon family?

Thinking of the regret in the old monk's heart, he would have asked the young man's name if he knew it. Then he would have a general idea in his heart.

The old monk sighed in his heart. He didn't expect that he could touch the blood of the long family at his old age. It's very rare!

When the old monk talked with Longwei, he could clearly feel that the young man was deliberately restraining his momentum. However, as soon as the two sides got in touch, Longwei's momentum spurted out. The old monk was so scared that he didn't give him fortune telling. What a glorious existence!

Long Wei left from the main hall, naturally, he would not think that his behavior had scared the old monk to death.

He strolled around the temple, enjoying the scenery in early spring like a horse watching flowers. Today, Lin Ruoxue went back to the temple to ask for incense. I don't know if he can meet this strange little girl.

Suddenly, Long Wei felt that there was a pair of cold glasses staring at him behind him. Looking back, there was a handsome young monk not far away, 20 years old, looking at himself curiously.

Long Wei saw a polished chessboard beside him, so he asked, "can you play chess?"

"I've learned a few moves about Dharma precepts." Fajie grinned, "Shizhu playing chess?"

Long Wei nodded and said, "take the chess."

Around the pilgrims, Longwei and fajie sit on both sides of the chessboard, playing chess on the spot.After a contest, Long Wei realized that the young monk was a chess master.

Fajie touched his bald head and said with a smile, "I've been a monk since I was a child. Playing chess is my only hobby these years."

"You've been looking at me just now. What's the matter?" Long Wei twists a chess piece and falls to the middle.

Fajie's brow is wrinkled and his desire for words stops.

Long Wei looked at the embarrassed little monk and couldn't help thinking that he was a rare good young man with six pure roots and scattered aura. If he was instructed by an expert, his martial arts accomplishments would soar even higher than before.

Well, all living beings, how about giving you a fortune?

At the same time, on the hillside, Lin Ruoxue, wearing a long yellow goose dress, was laughing and laughing all the way to the Luohan temple on the top of the mountain.

Chen Yuan followed behind him, reminding him from time to time: "watch your feet, don't fall."

Lin Ruoxue looked back with a smile: "Uncle Chen, I just came to invite a incense. I'll go back soon. You don't have to accompany me for a while."

Lin ruoxie's family rules are so strict that she doesn't want to be alone. Although she has a good relationship with Chen Yuan, she always feels uncomfortable.

Chen Yuan nodded: "OK, I'll wait for you outside later." At the same time, Chen Yuan is also curious about whether fajie has passed the pass now. Someone once asserted that the top expert fajie is the sudden Jiang Yuchao. However, this is not the case.

Thinking of Chen Yuan's face, he and the young man had a narrow encounter that day. His domineering manner made him shudder now. Only after experiencing it personally can he understand how terrible the man was.

This feeling of desperation can not be described in words.

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