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Chapter 136 Sadistic Literary Girl Cannon Fodder She Collapsed (31)

Seeing the suddenly serious expression of the monk in white, Su Qinghuan was surprised.

"Master Zhanchen, what's wrong?"

Is there something wrong with her signature?

In fact, Su Qinghuan does not believe in the blessings of gods and Buddhas, because she is a god herself, and she knows that even gods will have helpless things. Instead of believing in destiny, it is better to believe that things are human-made, and my fate is up to me.

……

Seeing the girl's bewildered expression, Zhan Chen felt a pain in his heart.

It has been no less than a hundred years since the Fanyin Temple was opened, but no one has drawn such a signature within a hundred years, but Su Qinghuan...

She is only a girl in her teens, and she has already suffered from the loss of her father and mother, so why should she bear so many tragic fates?

How unfair the law of heaven is!

"It's nothing, I just thought that I haven't drawn a lottery myself, and after all, my study of Buddhism is not as advanced as my master's. It would be inappropriate for me to interpret the lottery."

The white-clothed monk smiled slightly, pretending to be very casual while talking, and quickly took another sign from the lottery holder.

With his wide sleeves, he quickly exchanged the two signatures in his palm through the monk's robe, and handed them to Master Kong together.

Zhan Chen looked very respectful and handed over the signature.

"Master, it's up to you to solve it. The left side is mine, and the right side is Qing Huan's."

Master Liao Kong saw all this in his eyes.

"Idiot... really idiot..."

He looked compassionately at himself, the eldest disciple who loved and treated him the most, and couldn't figure out what made him choose Su Qinghuan as a woman.

"Do you know the consequences of what you do?"

"The disciple knows."

The monk in white smiled lightly, his expression was very calm, like the first flower blooming in the spring breeze, free and easy like clouds and flowing water, nothing could change his mind.

To a certain extent, changing the signature also has to bear the cause and effect. They are Buddhists and believe that this kind of thing may also be a change of fate.

And the signature that no one has drawn for a hundred years is the worst one since the Fanyin Temple was built. No matter what Zhan Chen draws, it is equivalent to exchanging a better fate for Su Qinghuan.

This kind of power of cause and effect has a serious backlash against Zhan Chen. I have been Master Kong for so many years, and I have only seen some demons and heretics want to absorb luck. I have never heard of anyone who is so kind and willing to take the initiative to make this kind of sacrifice for others. of.

……

Master Liaokong sighed and shook his head.

"In this case, as a teacher, I will interpret it according to your heart."

……

"Tong'er, what's going on? The conversation between Zhan Chen and Master Lekong is getting more and more mysterious."

Su Qinghuan was a little confused, she hated superstition the most.

But Zhan Chen and Master Liaokong are very persistent about it.

System 233 knows everything, and it answers with sympathy.

"Hey, host, I'm a little envious of you. Master Zhanchen really likes you, the kind that loves you to the bone."

"??? He is not even willing to return to vulgarity for me."

System 233 didn't talk much.

Master Liao Kong has already started to formally interpret the signature.

He looked at Su Qinghuan with a smile.

"Lord Qing Huan, you have drawn the auspicious lottery that is rare in a hundred years in our Fanyin Temple. Prosperity is like the East China Sea and longevity is like a mountain'."

"The literal meaning of this is very simple, so the poor monk doesn't need to introduce it in detail?"

Su Qinghuan was taken aback.

Could it be that Master Zhan Chen was so surprised just now because this signature was so rare.

The little fox is not so easy to fool.

She looked gloomy.

"What about Master Zhanchen's signature?"

Master Liaokong looked at the elder disciple with lowered brows and lowered eyes in pity, and shook his head with some regret.

"Contrary to the little benefactor, it is also a rare signature in a hundred years, but it is the last one. There is no fame. Wealth is light. Litigation should be stopped. Marriage is difficult. Illness is difficult to recover. Travel hinders the journey. If you want luck. Pray to God."

"..."

Su Qinghuan's expression was horrified, what kind of fate is this!

She herself is a fairy, and she didn't believe in these things at first, but now this is a flat world derived from novels, it's hard to say that these karmas will really happen.

She thought of the suddenly shrunken pupils of the white-clothed monk before, and her mind turned quickly.

"Zhan Chen, you swapped my signature with yours, right?"

In desperation, she didn't even call Master, and called him by his first name.

Obviously those signatures just matched the fate of the original owner!
"Benefactor Qing Huan, it's you who think too much. And the signature has been signed, so you don't need to think too much."

The white-clothed monk smiled peacefully and sat cross-legged directly. Su Qinghuan's face was deeply reflected in his phoenix eyes, as if there was only one woman in the world in his eyes.

"Master, let's release the love gu for benefactor Qing Huan?"

When Su Qinghuan heard Zhan Chen's words, a burst of heat suddenly appeared in Su Qinghuan's eyes, as if tears were about to fall uncontrollably.

What can she do?

There was a soreness in Su Qinghuan's throat, and she stared at Zhan Chen with dark eyes, and in the end, thousands of words were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.

"Okay, let's start then."

In this world full of hearts and minds, there is such a person who is purely for your own good and only for your own good. Wouldn't you be moved?
She seemed to love him more than she imagined.

……

Zhan Chen is worthy of being the most wise monk in Fanyin Temple in a hundred years, with a pure Buddha heart, and with Master Kong at his side, the Emotional Gu was released very smoothly.

When Su Qinghuan woke up, she looked at Zhan Chen's pale eyes and wondered how tired he was from taking care of herself these days.

The girl's heart shivered, and she couldn't help stretching out her hand, wanting to grab the sleeve of the monk in white.

"Master Zhanchen, can you return to vulgarity for me?"

The white-clothed monk looked at her calmly, his eyes were still so clear, but because of the days of care, his eyes were a little haggard.

"Everything is due to Buddha's fate, you can't force it."

"Benefactor Qing Huan, prepare well for the two-day martial arts conference. I heard that the leader of the Demon Sect will also participate. We must not slack off."

……

Su Qinghuan knew that Zhan Chen was reminding herself not to delay the relationship between men and women, she couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Thinking of that dreadful final paperwork, I always feel uneasy that something bad will happen.

But in fact, they owe everything to Dongfeng, and they have the respected Master Liao Kong as their witness, so there shouldn't be any worries at all.

……

In the anticipation of everyone, the martial arts conference kicked off.

Su Qinghuan was still dressed in dusty clothes, following Zhan Chen.

She saw the representative seat of Lingyun Villa from afar, but she didn't see Yun Miao and Ling Ziche at all.

Where have they gone?
Su Qinghuan frowned.

The purpose of the martial arts conference is to elect a new leader of the martial arts alliance. Recently, Ling Qingfeng was frowning because of his son's illness.

Just when the fighting was in full swing, suddenly, a red sedan chair with a fragrance of nephrite jade fell from the sky!

"This seat is late!"

Su Qinghuan's eyes were quickly attracted, and she clenched her hands tightly, a surge of hatred bursting out of her heart.

She wanted that Demon Cult leader to have a terrible death!
(End of this chapter)