Fu Shao, your wife predicted it again

Chapter 388 The Mysterious Old Monk

"If you go back to sister-in-law, you're ready."

With a mournful face, Ye Zhe replied bitterly.

That appearance, no matter how you look at it, is pitiful.

Seeing Ye Zhe was about to cry, Shi Moran felt inexplicable.

She just asked a question, is it necessary to be so exaggerated?She is not a scourge.

If Ye Zhe knew what she was thinking, he would definitely reply: You are not a scourge, but your Fu Shao is!
Shi Moran ignored Ye Zhe's weirdness, pulled Fu Yihan and hurried out, "Let's go, let's go now, we will arrive at T City by noon."

Fu Yihan obediently let her lead her away, obediently obedient.

Seeing that his boss was dragged away, Ye Zhe, who was tense in his little heart, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, looking like the rest of his life after a catastrophe.

As long as the sister-in-law is there, the tiger, the boss, will instantly turn into a cat.

In the future, if you provoke the boss, you will be sure to find your sister-in-law.

Ye Zhe thought happily, and then happily jumped out of the living room like a child.

……

Flying in a private jet is much faster than flying with an airline.

more than three hours later.

City T, at the gate of the Reincarnation Buddhist Temple.

Shi Moran raised his head, looked at the plaque hanging high, and felt a little strange in his heart.

Reincarnation Buddhist Temple, reincarnation...

"Let's go."

Fu Yihan took her hand and led her inside.

I don't know if the location of Samsara Buddhist Temple is too remote. Along the way, Moran only saw a few people who came to worship Buddha.

"Anita Buddha."

When walking on a bridge, an old monk appeared and blocked the way of several people.

Shi Moran looked at the old monk's attire and guessed that he should be the host or Gao Zeng.

"Grandmaster."

Although he didn't know what the old monk wanted to do, Shi Moran still politely replied his greeting.

The old monk had a long beard and white eyebrows, which gave Shi Moran a mysterious feeling, as if he was a real expert.

"Benefactor, don't you remember the old monk?"

The old monk smiled kindly, and looked at Shi Moran benevolently.

When the old monk Jin reminded him, Shi Moran's nerves suddenly tensed up, and vague memories flashed in his mind.

Shi Moran seemed to be possessed, trying his best to recall, chasing after that vague memory.

However, the more anxious she was to think clearly, the more she couldn't see the blurry picture clearly.

Gradually, Shi Moran's face turned pale, and cold sweat kept breaking out from her forehead.

Shi Moran put his head in his hands, with a painful look on his face, "I, I, I... I can't remember, I can't see clearly!"

Fu Yihan and Ye Zhe were both startled by Shi Moran's strange behavior.

"Xiaomo, what's wrong with you? Xiaomo..."

Fu Yihan hugged her into his arms and held her tightly, with a nervous and panicked expression.

"I can't remember, I can't see clearly, I can't see clearly..."

At this moment, Shi Moran's eyes were bloodshot, and she felt as if her brain was about to explode in pain, making her extremely miserable.

"Xiaomo wake up, don't think about it, don't think about it, listen to me, don't think about it, Xiaomo!"

Seeing the painful appearance of the little wolf cat in his arms, Fu Yihan's eyes were full of horror, and an unprecedented fear rose in his heart.

However, Shi Moran, who was suffering from a splitting headache, couldn't hear what he said at all, and patted his head with both hands, trying to relieve the pain in his head.

Fu Yihan quickly grabbed her hands to prevent her from harming herself.

"Xiaomo wake up, don't, Xiaomo wake up!"

(End of this chapter)