"Master, please keep an eye on it!"

Wu Ming was unmoved, the anger in his heart was like a volcano about to erupt, and was about to burn the sky, "You want to put a chain on me, do you think I am Monkey King?"

Growing up watching Journey to the West, the Monkey King, who can be called a world-class hero, is so heroic. Didn’t he just become a Buddhist horse boy after being suppressed?

"Amitabha!"

Just when Hui Xing was in disgrace and was about to forcefully stop him despite violating the Buddha's will, Wu Ming suddenly heard the sound of the Hongda Buddha's call. His eyes blurred, and when he looked back, the surrounding scenery changed drastically.

Somehow, I ended up in a secluded mountain monastery, with gurgling streams and melodious bells. It was like a Buddhist pure land!

But Wu Ming was not in any mood to enjoy the scenery, because a monk in linen clothes in the courtyard was sitting in front of the stone platform, looking at him warmly.

With just one glance, Wu Ming felt a chill in his heart, as if he had been seen naked.

"Obstacles, retreat quickly!"

The monk in sackcloth didn't say any harsh words, but Baoxiang* gave a light scolding.

"ah!"

A sharp and vicious scream sounded in his ears, Wu Ming shivered, and the madness in his eyes gradually disappeared.

"Inner demon!"

Wu Ming's face turned pale and extremely ugly, and most of the restlessness in his heart calmed down.

I never expected that the inner demons that I thought were exorcised would actually be hidden in the dark, and hidden so deeply!

Moreover, no one noticed anything whether it was a lotus lantern, dragon robe or Buddha robe!

Such a treacherous method, even if his heart is as strong as his, is really frightening!

"Little benefactor, please sit down!"

The monk in sackcloth smiled warmly and pointed to the stone bench opposite.

"Thank you Zen Master!"

Wu Ming's eyes flashed slightly, he bowed his head and sat down, his pupils suddenly shrank when he lowered his head.

There is a Go game carved on the stone table, and a set of endgames are dotted on it, which seems to hide a special mysterious truth.

But what caught his attention was not the endgame, but a simple book next to the chessboard that exuded an ancient charm.

The corners of the book are already wrinkled and uneven, as if it has been read countless times, but it feels very natural, just as it should be!

There are two ancient Chinese characters written on the front. Although the strokes are numerous and complicated and difficult to read, Wu Ming still recognized them at a glance!
Chapter completed!