He sighed helplessly. He didn't know what Master Tang wanted to do? If he couldn't find someone, how would he deal with himself?

Tang Ning didn't know that the abbot was worried there? At this time, she was smiling at the woman and said, "Walking in the southwest, it should be the direction to the city. You should look for it! As for you who are worried that you can't recognize your son and miss it, this is even simpler."

Is it simple? The abbot looked up at him and sighed silently. What's the simple? Even those who are proficient in the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams will not dare to say the word "simple".

The woman was excited and asked, "Please give me some advice."

Those who have always prayed to God and Buddha worship are mostly desperate to pray for comfort in their hearts. Now when they hear such good news, no matter whether it is true or false, women have already believed it.

The abbot did not dare to speak, and was worried that Tang Ning would do whatever he wanted. He said this, and he would not speak, so he had to stare at it so that he would not do too much. At the same time, he also wanted to know how he was going to fulfill what he said?

Tang Ning looked at the woman and asked, "Do you still remember what you said before the Buddha?"

The woman was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Of course I remember that as long as I can find my son, I kneel three times and kowtow to the Ten Thousand Buddhas to fulfill my wish, and donate half of my property to add sesame oil."

"Okay." Tang Ning nodded with satisfaction, took off one of her hair, and asked her to stretch out her hand, cutting through her palm and letting the blood stain the hair. Then she tied the hair to the woman's tail finger and wrapped it again and again. Finally, she reached out and grabbed it, and a trace of Buddha's light and holy power condensed on it, and then let go and take a step back.

"That's all."

She looked at the woman's fingers with satisfaction and said, "This little finger represents children. Now I have used your hair and the blood in your palm to tie this hair to your little finger. Please do not remove it. Let's go down the mountain and look for it southwest, and this hair will help you."

Hearing this, the woman bowed to the little monk in front of her: "Thank you, my little master, thank you." She stood up and bowed to the abbot, then hurried down the mountain.

The abbot could no longer speak at this time. He had a lot of questions, but he didn't know where to ask. He only knew that in the hair wrapped around the woman's fingers, a trace of Buddha's light and holy power emitted a faint light...

"Xiao Tang, this female donor, is it really a sign for the shaking?" the abbot couldn't help asking, looking at the bamboo stick he was holding in his hand to play with.

He was very curious, what kind of signature would the woman ask for?

Hearing his words, Tang Ning smiled, looked at the abbot who was walking over, and handed him the bamboo stick in his hand: "She begged to give him a sign."

The abbot was stunned. He took the bamboo stick and saw that he really gave up the sign. In fact, he knew that his signature was probably a nonsense when he was reciting the strange sign. However, he didn't expect that he used the Buddha Light Holy Power in the end. It was not easy for the Buddha Light Holy Power to cultivate a trace of the Buddha Light, but he gave it out so easily. It was really...
Chapter completed!