Demons and witches dominate the rivers and lakes

Chapter 84
　The simple meditation room, the faint scent of incense, and the wooden fish make regular sounds of 'duk, tuk tuk'.

　An old monk serenely crossed his legs, closed his eyes, and knocked on the wooden fish with his withered hand, without noticing that he had stood there for a while.

　The old monk looked very old, dying, with a gray beard and deep creases on his face.

　Mo Yang saw that the old monk hadn't responded for a long time, so he said, "I don't know what the master wants me for?"

　Finally, the old monk's hand that hit the wooden fish stopped, trembling a little, eyes still closed, tremblingly said: "The benefactor is here, I have been waiting for the benefactor for a long time."

　"I just saw the master beating the wooden fish, so I didn't dare to disturb him."

　"Old Monk, I am blind and my hearing is not very good. The sun is setting in the western mountains, but I finally waited for the benefactor to come. It must have been more than ten years." The old monk's voice was a little ethereal.

　"More than ten years? I have never met the master, how come more than ten years?" Mo Yang wondered, people in this time and space are very strange, there are many unimaginable strange things.

　The old monk said slowly: "This is not important anymore, I just want to give a few words to the benefactor here, and I hope the benefactor will remember it."

　"Please give me your words, Master."

　"No matter where the benefactor belongs in the future, he must let go of the resentment in his heart."

　belong?Mo Yang's eyes flashed a gloomy look, who is this old monk, "I have no resentment in my heart."

　The old monk sighed and said, "No, it's not the resentment of the benefactor, but it's the resentment of the benefactor? This is a calamity."

　Mo Yang stared at the old monk closely, and asked, "How did Master know that I was in trouble?"

　"The hostility of the benefactor."

　Jie, blood curse, Mo Yang tentatively asked: "Is there a solution?"

　The old monk sighed again, "There must be a definite number for the benefactor to appear here."

　"Since there is already a definite number, am I not redundant?" She will not be willing to let fate be at the mercy of her, only she controls everything!
　"No, there must be an effect if there is a cause. Regardless of the success or failure of the donor, the Buddha will not blame the donor. I hope the donor will remember it, and the donor will go."

　When Mo Yang saw that the old monk issued an order to expel the guests, he stopped pestering him, "Thank you, Master, for your words."

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(End of this chapter)