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248 The Master of Prophecy(2/2)

"Yes, I can look at my life, and I don't know what they think. I heard that someone came to burn incense before, but they took a look and asserted that there was a bloody disaster. Sure enough, after I went back, my relatives died, and asserted that people would become rich and powerful, the man climbed up to the girl in the high-ranking government and made great achievements. Based on this alone, some people actually didn't believe it and thought it was made out of thin air. As a result, they later asserted that someone would die of serious illness. It was obviously a very normal person, but he really fell ill and died within a few days."

Chen Biyue smiled slightly, "Doesn't this just mean that their predictions were accurate?"

"What is accurate? I just don't like them. I always think they are not good people. Even my mother trusts them very much, especially Liuhe, who regards him as a master and tells me. If I continue to be so arrogant, I will find Liuhe to break up my marriage. I don't want that kind of person to control my marriage." Meng Shu grabbed leaves after leaves, "I don't think that people are not accurate, but I rarely hate people like this. I just think they are hypocritical. Why do you judge life and death with just one word? Birth, old age, sickness and death are the common human nature, just let it go. But after they say this, they know their future early. What's the point of living?"

Chen Biyue's eyes turned to a distant place, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, looking like a smile, "Those people are really annoying. Just a word will determine the fate of others."

"That's the reason. I told Ah Niang, but Ah Niang was very angry and told me not to offend the master. Humph, I am not a person who believes in ghosts and gods very much. I don't feel that annoying to ordinary monks. I just hate them both. I absolutely don't believe that anyone can assert that life and death of others, including predicting their destiny."

"Okay, if you don't like it, then don't just meet them. There is no need to be so angry about their affairs. They won't do anything. You are the one who suffers."

"I'm not angry, let's go and go for a walk in other places. I'll take you to some places where few people go."

Chen Biyue nodded and responded, looked back without a trace, and then withdrew her gaze lightly.

Meng Shu took Chen Biyue to Hanchan Temple for three full hours, and she even forgot to eat lunch. It was not until the afternoon that she realized that she was hungry and decided to go back.

But the place they went was too far from the previous wing room. When they walked back, the sky was already covered with red clouds, and it was almost evening.

When I returned to the wing room, my legs were as heavy as if they were tied with heavy objects. I wished I could fall on the bed and sleep happily, but my stomach was empty and I was so hungry that I made a rumbling sound.

A little novice monk was waiting at the door. When he saw them, he quickly closed his hands and greeted him, "Two donors, you are finally back. The donors have been waiting for you for a long time."

Meng Shu felt that she was going to be scolded, so she couldn't help but stick out her tongue, "Where is Mom?"

The little novice monk led them to where Mrs. Meng was.

Meng Shu carefully stepped into the threshold and called out tentatively, "My mother?"

"I know I'm back? I've told you not to play so crazy. Even if I have tiring Ren Biyue, I haven't had lunch. How did you be your cousin?" Mrs. Meng's face looked very bad.

"Who said we didn't eat anything? We secretly asked for pastries from the little monk in the temple, right, little cousin?" Meng Shu quietly bumped her arm.

Before Chen Biyue could speak, Mrs. Meng sneered, "The ghost believed you. You have been panicked since childhood. I thought I couldn't see what you were like when you lie?"

"My grandma, this is Hanchan Temple. Don't just keep ghosts on your lips. The Buddha will blame you later." Meng Shu looked like a cat, smiling and leaned over.

Mrs. Meng pushed her away, "Okay, hurry up and have a meal. I will take you to listen to Master Huixian's Zen meeting later."

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