"good."

The helpless monk nodded and sat down again.

While the two were chatting, the ghost Buddha Zhao Ru arrived.

"Uncle."

The helpless monk got up quickly when he saw the ghost Buddha Zhao Tathagata.

"How did you come?"

Ghost Buddha Zhao Tulai nodded and asked.

"The host asked the young monk to come."

The helpless monk replied.

"He asked you to go back to Xumi Temple."

"Hmm? When?"

Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai frowned slightly, he was planning to follow Xiao Chen to no man's land.

"The host said 'the sooner the better'."

The helpless monk put his hands together and bowed slightly.

"The sooner the better?"

Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai frowned deeper, and his originally peaceful eyes became a bit sharper.

"What happened to Xumi Temple?"

"No."

The helpless monk shook his head.

"The host didn't say anything else. He just asked me to see you and ask you to come back as soon as possible. The sooner the better."

"..."

Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai frowned and said nothing, obviously thinking about why the host was doing this.

Xiao Chen was also startled, wondering, is the great monk here to call the old monk back to Xumi Temple?

On the list of those who want to go to no man's land, there is Zhao Tathagata, the ghost Buddha.

"Master, since the abbot of Xumi Temple has called you back, you should go back first."

Xiao Chen thought for a while and then took the initiative to speak.

"But the old monk has agreed to go to no man's land with you."

Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai looked at Xiao Chen and said.

"Haha, business is more important. Since the abbot of Xumi Temple cannot come to you, there must be something going on, and it might be a big deal."

Xiao Chen smiled.

"As for the no-man's land, it's enough with Lao Xue and the others."

"OK."

Seeing Xiao Chen say this, Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai pondered for a moment and nodded.

"Then the old monk will go back to Xumi Temple first. If nothing happens, he will go to the no-man's land to meet you."

"OK."

Xiao Chen smiled and nodded.

"Besides the old monk, who else did the host call back?"

The ghost Buddha Zhao Tathagata looked at the great monk Wu Fa again and asked.

"I heard that all the monks who are outside are returning to the temple."

The helpless monk replied.

Hearing this, Ghost Buddha Zhao Tathagata's eyes flashed, and all the monks outside went back?

It seems that Xumi Temple is really doing something big.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to recall everyone back.

Although there are not many monks from Xumi Temple outside, there are still some.

They are either traveling in the rivers and lakes, or communicating in other temples...

It's just that Xumi Temple has always been mysterious, and some monks who came out will not mention Xumi Temple.

Therefore, few people know their identities and they only regard them as wandering monks.

"Donor Xiao, this is hosted by the old god."

The helpless monk took out another letter and said.

"Huh? A fortune teller?"

Xiao Chen was surprised.

"Why didn't you say anything just now?"

"The host said that the young monk should meet with his uncle and confirm that he is here before taking out this letter."

The helpless monk said.

"He also said that the young monk should hand it over to the old god with his own hands."

Hearing this, Xiao Chen and Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai were a little surprised. They handed it to the old fortune teller with their own hands?

"It just so happens that when the old monk leaves, he also wants to say something to the old god."

Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai said to Xiao Chen.

"Well, let's go see the old fortune teller together."

Xiao Chen nodded and took the ghost Buddha Zhao Tulai and the great monk Wu Wen to the old fortune teller's residence.

When the old fortune teller learned that the abbot of Xumi Temple had someone bring him a letter, he was slightly surprised.

He took it, opened it in front of the three of them, and quickly read the contents of the letter.

"Old fortune teller, what did the abbot of Xumi Temple say?"

In front of the ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai and the great monk Wu Wu, Xiao Chen didn't even look over and asked.

"This was not written by the abbot of Xumi Temple."

The old fortune teller shook his head.

"It was written by Monk Kuhai."

"Monk from the Sea of ​​Bitterness?"

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, then realized who Monk Kuhai was.

Last time when they were discussing strong men, Ghost Buddha Zhao Tathagata mentioned that there are strong men in Sumeru Temple who can fight against the gods of the West!

The strong man in Xumi Temple is this monk in the sea of ​​suffering!

At that time, he was still curious as to why he was called such a Dharma name, so he was deeply impressed.

Not only Xiao Chen was surprised, but the ghost Buddha Zhao Tulai was also surprised. Uncle Kuhai?

The helpless monk looked a little confused, who is the sea of ​​suffering?

This name seems familiar?

Is it the master who went into seclusion?

Didn't it mean that this master passed away many years ago?

"Old fortune teller, why are Master Kuhai and... Master Kuhai writing to you?"

Xiao Chen asked hurriedly.

"Let me help."

The old fortune teller said casually.

"Help?"

Xiao Chen was stunned again.

"Save whose life?"

"Of course it's his life."

The old fortune teller said and went upstairs.

"You guys wait here for a moment."

Xiao Chen and the other three looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what was going on.
To be continued...