The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 736 The Young and Handsome Monk

One street out of the bar is the Qinghe Flyover.

There are many stall owners on the side of the bridge, all kinds of medicine sellers, fortune tellers, and character testers, everything you expect to find.

Yan Tao glanced around on the right side of the overpass, and raised his eyebrows with great interest.

With one hand in her pocket, she went straight to the stall on the side of the road where there was a predestined person written on it, and asked with a half-smile, "Master, do you want to go on a blind date when you write about a predestined person?"

At the back of the stall sat a monk with his head bowed and his eyes closed. He was wearing a simple robe and was thin. He raised his head upon hearing this.

The monk was unexpectedly young and handsome, with clear and clean dark eyes.

Seeing him, it seemed that all the dark colors in the world could be washed away.

He didn't dislike the dirty ground, and sat cross-legged on the ground casually, with a long string of Buddhist beads hanging down his left wrist.

Seeing Yan Tao's appearance, he smiled slightly and called out the Buddha's name, "Don't make fun of me, benefactor."

In this world, even the so-called eminent monks who have become monks have many fake ones. Just looking at the photos makes people feel greasy and fake.

However, this young monk, whose temperament and smile are as pure as a newborn baby, clearly sits in this world, but seems to be standing three thousand miles away from the world of mortals, not falling into the world.

Young Master Yan suddenly became interested, sat down opposite him, raised his brows and smiled, "Tell me, how do you find someone who is destined for you?"

The young monk smiled softly, "Benefactor, can you come from the east?"

Yan Tao thought for a while, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Maybe, I, Lu Chi, don't know the direction."

The handsome young monk obviously twitched the corner of his mouth, and softly said the Buddha's name, "Then can the benefactor draw a lot?"

"can."

Anyway, she has nothing to do.

Yan Tao nodded, and the young monk took out a stick from the bottom and handed it to Yan Tao, "My Dharma name is Wuchen, which means tranquility and cleanliness."

"Yantao."

As soon as the stick was taken out, the wooden barrel exuded an elegant sandalwood fragrance.

The body of the tube is carved with scriptures in ancient seal characters, which is quite ancient.

"please."

Yan Tao held the stick, and picked it up with her beautiful peach blossom eyes. She has always been the one who does fortune-telling for others.

It is rare for others to tell their fortunes to themselves.

Young Master Yan happily drew lots and threw out a long lot.

Wuchen took the lottery first, Yantao, after a glance, he smiled, "It seems that the benefactor is the one I'm looking for."

"Come, come, show me the signature."

Young Master Yan took the stick and looked down.

On the wooden stick, three words were written with a brush—a person with predestined relationship.

Yantao...

Nima.

"Do you have predestined people written in your lottery?"

"Of course not," Wu Chen raised his hand with a smile, "You can just pick out one and have a look."

Yan Tao took two.

The first lottery - Luo Hua intends to follow the flowing water, and the flowing water loves Luo Hua mercilessly
The second lottery - Xiaori Tongtong Vientiane Rong, He Qinghaiyan Qingnianfeng
She randomly drew two or three more lots, and it was still a poetry lottery.

The three characters of predestined person really seem to be the only one.

"Can the benefactor come with me when you are free?"

Wuchen smiled softly, "I have been sitting here for three full months before waiting for the benefactor. The things that someone deposited in my temple need to be returned to you."

Wu Chen got up and cleaned up the things on the street stall, "Tanga Temple is not far from here, and it takes three subway stops to get there."

As soon as Wu Chen sat up, the two girls who had been by the bridge for an unknown amount of time rushed over, "Master, do you want to go home? Shall we see you off?"

(End of this chapter)