"Uncle, Master Kuhai is not dead...no, has not passed away?"

The helpless monk asked.

"..."

Ghost Buddha Zhao Ru looked at him but did not answer.

"Well……"

The helpless monk also realized that if he passed away, how could he still write to the old god and say something about saving his life?

Soon, the old fortune teller came down from upstairs and handed the ghost Buddha Zhao Tulai a brocade box.

"Take it back and give it to Monk Kuhai."

"Yes, old god."

Ghost Buddha Zhao Tathagata responded and took it with both hands.

"Besides, please give me a message for him... Beneath Mount Sumeru, there is a sea of ​​misery beyond the sky. When the time comes, you will find the shore when you turn back."
Chapter completed!