Chapter 412 Reverse Spirit

Jizang's palms are closed, "I was born with a vision of suffering. I really hope this is a floating cloud dream. I really hope that Master Zhang can't understand this heavenly book."

The monk is not as pessimistic as him. "There will always be some people in the world who are different. I am and you, but our paths are different. But brother, don't you think I can return to vulgarity in the past year? I'm still a big bald head after the year."

Jizang looked at him speechlessly, "Good and good, my Buddha is very kind and compassionate. I hope I can forgive the mistakes you have made. You still have a bald head to deceive those female benefactors."

The monk touched his big bald head with embarrassment, "Ha ha, brother, don't talk nonsense. I continue to be a monk in order to popularize all sentient beings and promote Buddhism to save people. Even if I occasionally get closer to a female benefactor, I want to bring them out of the mud to get a new life, Nanwu Amitabha..."

Everything went well. The next day, Chen Shubao went to Qixia Mountain with a huge worship team. Everything was as expected. Zhang Lihua, who claimed to be the first beauty of the State of Chen, accompanied him. It was just for convenience and cover Zhang Lihua in a male bodyguard costume, but even so, among thousands of people could The eyes can tell that people like her are really as gorgeous and brilliant as Yang Guang, and they can't be covered no matter how much they are covered up.

Of course, the monk did not appear directly because he had other arrangements. The whole ceremony of defeating Qitian was presided over by Master Huihong, the senior abbot of Qixia Temple. He was solemn and luxurious.

In addition to Chen Shubao and Zhang Lihua, who dressed as a man, the rest of the deputy commander Xiao Mohe and the grain and fodder pipes behind the vanguard officers in the army all attended. The scene was magnificent and powerful. It seemed that there was a momentum that he would never come back alive if he could not win the battle.

It's just that Zhang Lihua was thinking about the result that Ji Zang promised her, so after attending the ceremony, she said hello to Chen Shubao to donate some sesame oil money and let Master Jizang divination and leave.

Chen Shubao has no objection to this, because Ji Zang is very famous and highly respected. He has begun to preach the scriptures for three years. His followers are all around Jiankang City, and there are even believers who do not want to travel thousands of miles to listen to him. Moreover, like Yuan Tiankang, he is also tall, with tall, clear eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, which makes people born to see it. Have a good impression,

It's just that he never divined easily. Unless he had a special cause or a special identity, Chen Shubao originally wanted to go together, but he definitely couldn't leave him now, so he specially told Zhang Lihua to fill in more sesame oil money,

Zhang Lihua took two of his men dressed as men to Jizang's room. The room was not big. A Bodhisattva on the front was like a round cushion in the middle. The door was opened directly. It seemed that someone was coming.

Zhang Lihua has a good impression on this monk. When she first crossed the time when she was depressed, she ran to the temple alone and accidentally met Jizang. Jizang was a man who did not look at her beauty in her impression. The rest of the monks did not look at it on the surface but peeked at it behind her back. Naturally, she was deeply disdainful,

So he came forward to chat and found that this young and handsome monk was actually a master. He was a rare master in a hundred years. Although he didn't say anything too useful, he quite played the role of Zhang Lihua's psychologist at that time, so Zhang Lihua trusted him very much, but it was inconvenient for her to come out. Another Ji Although Zang seemed to know something or see something, he just kept his mouth shut. After saying good words several times, he promised to give her the result when he went up the mountain again.

Zhang Lihua let Feiyun Caiyue guard the door. No one can enter without her order,

Then he turned back and closed the door. Jizang was not surprised because she did it every time. He was also used to it. The key was that he was selfless and broad-minded. He wanted to replace it with Yuan Tian's monk. Hey hey, closing the door was definitely another happy thing.

"Master, you're all right. Lihua is here to disturb you again." It is rare for Zhang Lihua to be so polite to a person,

Jizang stood up from the cushion in a hurry and turned around, with his palms together. "Nanwu Amitabha, what should come will always come. If you want to hide, you can't avoid it. Does Master Zhang still struggle with that hatred?"

Zhang Lihua is also very calm, "It's not that I'm entangled with hatred, but that people have something to do to survive in the world, just like the master, you have to eat fasting Buddha every day and meditate meditation. Everyone is born with their own mission, right?"

Zhang Lihua's two words made Ji Zang more speechless, but he looked indifferent and seemed to be used to the first beauty's female benefactor, so she didn't beat around the bush. "The poor monk's practice was still shallow and couldn't see the result of Zhang's hatred, but it happened that my brother didn't stop traveling to Qixia Temple. He touched the bones and looked at the face. Divination is far above me, and he got the true biography of the master, so if Zhang Shizhu insists on seeing his future, he might as well let the little monk call out to answer, Nanwu Amitabha.

Zhang Lihua was stunned, but then nodded. Whether it is thousands of years later or at this moment, most women believe in fate and divination, and they are the most trustworthy candidate recommended by Master Jizang.

Although Zhang Lihua had sent someone to spy on Yang Guang for investigation and surveillance, she actually couldn't get complete first-hand information, so she didn't know that the little fairy was already Yang Guang's person, and she was still waiting sincerely.

Then Ji Zang summoned a flower monk in a yellow robe to deepen the appearance of cow B lightning. "Nanwu Amitabha, Master Zhang must be worried about his life and confused about the future, right?"

Zhang Lihua smiled faintly, "You just don't quit the master. What else do you know besides this?"

The monk came to the front with a dignified look, turned around the other person's body three times, and then put his palms together. "Buddha said, you can't say it, you can't say it, and the secret of heaven can't be revealed."

Zhang Lihua's serious expression is more handsome. If it hadn't been for the heavy responsibility, he would have started his way of picking up girls. Zhang Lihua recognized at a glance that this monk and Ji Zang were by no means the same kind of person. Looking at her, her eyes were very empty and complicated, and she felt uncomfortable.

"Lihua is sincere, and I hope she won't give it to the master."

The monk shook his head slightly and muttered to himself, "No, no, everything on Master Zhang's body is a reverse spirit. This kind of alien is really rare in the world. Can Master Zhang tell me what happened half a year ago?"

Zhang Lihua's heart thumped when she heard it. Did the monk know some clues? Although he was more like a flower monk and a charlatan selling dog skin plaster, what he said had a deep meaning every word. Was it implying to her?