The black belly is too fierce

Chapter 2532 The Master's Magical Calculation
Su Moliang heard her blowing so brilliantly, and suddenly came up with an idea that she thought was outrageous.

If this Master Liang'an can really calculate good and bad luck and predict the future, can he also help her predict Jun Haocang's whereabouts?
Thinking of this level, Su Moliang's thoughts slowly drifted away. What Jiang Qianlan said later, and how long she said, she had no memory at all.

It wasn't until late at night, when Jiang Qianlan reluctantly left the room for fear of disturbing her rest, that she pulled out and made a decision.

Regardless of whether Master Liang'an is reliable or not, and whether the ability to predict the future is real, she doesn't want to miss any chance to find Jun Haocang.

Seeing hope, Su Moliang didn't want to delay for a moment, and set off for Hanye Temple overnight.

She knew that if she didn't leave at night, Jiang Qianlan would definitely stay with her for a few more days, and she would not be able to keep her secret from her going to Hanye Temple to ask about Jun Haocang.

Jiang Qianlan already felt sorry for her traveling abroad, but knowing these things, she might worry about her again.

Therefore, in order to avoid emotional involvement, Su Moliang had no choice but to leave without saying goodbye and go alone.

Fortunately, Hanye Temple has a very famous name in Bei'an, and the location is not difficult to find. Su Mo rushed to the foot of Hanye Temple before dawn.

However, she politely waited until the dawn of the cock crowing and opened the gate of the temple before formally visiting the mountain.

Sure enough, as Jiang Qianlan said, Hanye Temple was full of incense and crowded with people, and pilgrims came to the mountain one after another so early.

But Su Moliang didn't come here for incense, so he avoided the large army and went directly to the abbot in charge of today's affairs, expressly asking to see Master Liang'an.

The abbot seemed to have expected her to come, and performed a respectful salute, revealing her identity in one word, "Amitabha, is it Su's benefactor?"

Su Moliang's heart trembled slightly, and he nodded again and again, "Exactly, I'm going to Su Moliang, I beg Master Liang'an to give me some advice. This is the sesame oil money, and it's a little bit of my love for Hanye Temple."

As he said that, Su Moliang took out a large bag of fairy spar and holy king product elixir, the value of which might be worth dozens of Bei'an kingdoms.

The abbot was shocked by Su Moliang's generosity, and was very moved by such a reward, but he still rejected her kindness, "Su benefactor, you are polite, you are a predestined person of Master Liang'an, this money, poor monks cannot accept it."

"Master Liang'an has been waiting for the benefactor for a long time, please come with the poor monk." The abbot resisted the pain in his heart and turned to lead the way.

Su Moliang saw that the other party regarded money as dung, and it was not good to humiliate monks with vulgar things, so he followed him into a wing room.

As soon as she stepped into the room, she felt a burst of mellow and fragrant sandalwood coming from her nostrils, and the very regular sound of the wooden fish entered her ears like a spell to purify her heart, but it calmed down her impetuous mood after a while.

She followed the sound and saw a monk wearing a monk's uniform sitting cross-legged in front of her. He was facing away from her, beating a wooden fish in his hand. He was in a dimly lit place, surrounded by smoke, making it hard to see clearly.

Only the sound of duk tuk echoing in the room was particularly clear, as if it hit Su Moliang's heart every time.

Unexpectedly, when Su Moliang looked at the other party curiously, the other party spoke first, "We will meet each other if we are destined, Su benefactor don't need to worry."

Su Moliang's heart was shocked, but he didn't expect that this person not only knew that she would come, but also knew what she was asking, so he believed more than half of his ability, and immediately asked hopefully, "Master really has a clever plan, can you tell me , when can we meet?"

"The time to continue the relationship is the time when you meet again." Master Liang'an was silent for a while. Although his hoarse voice was covered by the sound of the wooden fish, Su Moliang could still hear a little bit of emotion, and couldn't help but become more puzzled.

They have continued their relationship again, so they must meet again, isn't this nonsense!
"I don't understand what the master means. If I want to meet again, what do I need to do, where do I go, and ask the master for guidance." Su Moliang frowned and shook his head, hoping that he could speak human words.

"The only thing you did was one word—wait!" Master Liang An didn't seem to want to say more, but summed up all the answers in one word.

Su Moliang was completely speechless. After traveling all the way, she just asked a question. Isn't this just playing tricks on her?

She was anxious, and asked unwillingly, "What kind of answer is this, the master is not a person who deceives the world, right?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk has already revealed the truth, and that's all he said. Don't be too obsessed with it, Master Su. Daojian, see off the guests—" Master Liang'an didn't want to talk nonsense, and directly issued the order to expel the guests.

Su Moliang was helpless. She was here to ask for help, not to cause trouble. The other party didn't want to say more, and she had nothing to do with him. She could only tactfully say, "Sorry, I was too impatient and offended the master. I hope the master will forgive me. Can you wait, how long will you have to wait?"

"I don't know how long this poor monk will take. No matter what, benefactor Su must remember to take care of himself. Only by living can there be hope." Master Liang'an said earnestly.

"What's the point of living if you lose your love." Su Moliang smiled wryly.

After hearing this, Master Liang'an retorted with great disapproval, "You only remember the ones you love, so what about the ones who love you, should they cry and be distraught?"

Su Moliang was still immersed in his own sadness, when he suddenly heard the master who had been calm and indifferent suddenly turn up the volume, he couldn't help being startled for a moment.

Hearing the slightly chaotic beating sound in his hand, Su Moliang glanced at him suspiciously, but it was a pity that his back was turned to her and he couldn't see his expression.

But judging from the breath, she knew that Master Liang'an was angry.

Just now when she questioned him as a bully, he didn't fluctuate in the slightest. He didn't expect to be angry because of her emotion.

"Master, don't worry, my relatives and friends will settle down well, and I will not shirk my responsibilities." Su Moliang thought he was arguing for his relatives, and then explained.

"It's their greatest wish that you live safely and happily, everything else is false!" Master Liang'an seemed dissatisfied with her answer, and corrected her with righteous words.

Su Moliang was a little baffled by his anger. He nodded for a while and replied, "What the master said is very true. The master is so sympathetic to the suffering of the people. No wonder the emperor who doesn't believe in ghosts and gods will come to the master for advice."

"I don't dare to give advice, it's just to help calculate the good and bad. Today's sage is wise and wise, even if there is no poor monk, he can see thousands of miles away."

Su Moliang shook his head, "Master is humble. Since the master can measure good and bad luck, then help me to test another person—the eldest son of the Mo family in the former prime minister's residence of the Southern Sui Dynasty! Is he alive or dead?"

After saying that, Su Moliang obviously saw that Master Liang'an's hand that had been beating the wooden fish suddenly paused, and the sound of the wooden fish stopped abruptly, making the empty and cold room instantly silent.

But soon, the other party adjusted his breath again, and there was a rhythmic beating sound again, as if the moment just now was just an illusion of Su Moliang.

It was only after he was silent for a long time that he gave the answer, "Ji, he is still alive."

But such an answer has no meaning to Su Moliang. She curled her lips and sneered, "Master is indeed a master of calculations, with great powers, but I don't know if the master will be discovered today?"

(End of this chapter)