50 Lucky Wife Has Space

Chapter 849 Amitabha (1)

She felt that the master was the savior, the person God sent down to rescue her after being moved by her.

Aunt Pei searched here for most of the night but couldn't find anyone. She was tired and hungry. She didn't even know what kept her going until she fell to the ground.

however--

At this moment, a person suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking the moonlight in front of her. She was immediately startled, but then she heard a voice like the sound of nature, "Amitabha."

Aunt Pei instantly became energetic.

She looked at the monk in front of her, whose forehead was still reflecting light in the moonlight, and who had changed into a coat, and was surprised.

"Your temple also distributes J coats!"

"Amitabha, donors, and monks are also human beings."

Second Aunt Pei nodded and quickly followed with the words Amitabha, "Master Xinnu, please give me some advice."

The old monk had a kind face and kind eyes, so Aunt Pei subconsciously used the honorific title.

"Amitabha, I know what you want to ask. What you ask is simple but not simple."

Second Aunt Pei became anxious. Simple means simple. If not simple, it means not simple. What does it mean to be simple or not simple?
"Donor, don't be anxious. Things have not gone well for me recently, and my children and grandchildren are unfilial... My husband and I are not getting along. This is all because his luck has been blocked by others."

When Aunt Pei heard this, she was like, isn’t it?
Something has not gone well for me recently, my children and grandchildren are not filial to their biological mother, my husband and wife...

The damn ghost also said that he would drive her back to her parents' home.

What this old monk said is really accurate.

Second Aunt Pei was even more respectful.

"Master, what should I do? Please give me some advice."

The old monk shook his head, turned around and was about to leave. Aunt Pei quickly chased after him, holding the monk back and saying, "Master, master, look at what else you want to do. As long as I can do it, I will definitely promise you."

My son still works here, and my son’s brother-in-law is the director of the newly built steel plant. Even if I can’t help, then they can!Oh yes!

Master, didn’t you say that helping me will bring me blessings?

Take a look..."

Old monk Amitabha, “It’s not that I don’t want to help you. After all, the donor is a noble person, and helping you will bring blessings. However, helping you means compromising another person’s blessing, which ultimately damages merit.

The gain outweighs the gain and the loss outweighs the gain! "

The old monk didn't agree, so Aunt Pei begged again and promised to provide him with something like three sticks of incense a day when she got over the difficulties. The old monk looked reluctant and took out his hand. A yellow paper bag.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he quickly took it back and said, "Forget it."

However, Second Aunt Pei was very skillful. She rushed forward and snatched it away, and then quickly hid the thing behind her back.

The old monk was very helpless.

"Donor, why are you doing this?"

Second Aunt Pei had a stubborn look on her face, "Everything is in my hands, Master, you'd better say it, otherwise something will go wrong when I use it, and then..."

The old monk sighed because of Aunt Pei's words, and recited a string of scriptures that Aunt Pei could not understand, and then said: "Lao Monk said before that the noble's luck is blocked by others. As long as the things in it are given to The other person will get better within two days of taking it."

Aunt Pei pinched the yellow paper bag and felt like there was some kind of powder inside.

and many more!

"Master, who do you think that person is?"

Second Aunt Pei was thinking with her not very bright mind, she couldn't just give this powder to others to eat!
Besides, who knows if there is any weird smell.

(End of this chapter)