After a long time, Yang Bo was still disappointed. The slap in the face he was looking forward to did not come, and Yang Dexi did not appear either.

The white-browed monk waved his hand and unlocked Yang Bo's spiritual shackles, and said with a smile: "You can tell me now, are you willing?"

Yang Bo lingered, wondering if there would be any changes, but the hospital was quiet and no one else showed up, so he could only give up.

"Master Baimei, I'm curious, why do you appear here?" Yang Bo asked.

When the white-browed monk heard Yang Bo ask this question, he felt that Yang Bo was gradually beginning to succumb. He felt very happy and didn't care so much, "I just happened to come here to place an order recently, and I didn't expect to meet you!"

"In other words, Master Baimei knew about me early on?" Yang Bo asked.

The white-browed monk nodded, "You are very famous among Buddhists. Almost every Buddhist disciple will have your portrait in the hands of you!"

"Is it because I have the Fudo Ming King's Seal in my hand?" Yang Bo was greatly shocked and couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, it's because of the Fudo Ming King's Seal!" The white-browed monk nodded, "You probably don't know what this Buddhist technique means to us?"

Even if Yang Bo didn't know what it meant before, how could he still not know it now? Just looking at the actions of the Buddhists is enough to see how seriously they take it!

"Can I hand over the Fudo Myoyo Seal and not join Buddhism?" Yang Bo asked hesitantly.

The white-browed monk nodded, "Of course there is no problem, but you should understand that as long as you hand it over, you will become a sinner of the Taoist sect!"

Yang Bo was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do for a while.

"Dong——dong——"

The bell rang in the temple, and the white-browed monk walked up slowly, "It's getting late, just follow me!"

As he spoke, the white-browed monk stretched out his hand and grabbed Yang Bo.

However, Yang Bo suddenly stepped back, and a bell appeared out of thin air in his right hand. He shook the bell vigorously, and the white-browed monk was stunned for a while, and was stunned on the spot.

Yang Bo jumped up and ran towards the front yard.

The backyard is very small. Although Yang Bo cannot use his spiritual power, his physical fitness is far superior to ordinary people. In just a short moment, Yang Bo has rushed out of the backyard and rushed to the front yard.

The moment he almost stepped into the front yard, Yang Bo seemed to have returned to the human world. The quietness of the backyard was instantly replaced by the hustle and bustle of the front yard. Yang Bo was originally very impatient with this kind of noise, but at this time, in his ears, these worldly things

Noisy, but so sweet and sweet!

There were many tourists in the temple, and everyone was walking around in the courtyard. Yang Bo was inconspicuous among the crowd, but when he turned around, he saw the white-browed monk appearing behind him and smiling at him.

Yang Bo was startled. He originally thought that the Silver Soul Bell could make the other party sleepy for a moment, but he didn't expect that the white-browed monk would wake up so quickly. In other words, the white-browed monk's cultivation was beyond his expectation, and the other party was probably a suitable person.

A monk in the late Tao realm!

"Donor, we haven't had enough fun talking about Buddhism yet, why are you leaving in such a hurry?" the white-browed monk said.

Many people in the hospital also noticed the white-browed monk, and everyone stared at him curiously. The white-browed monk has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, with two long white eyebrows hanging down. He is simply born with the face of a monk, and he has a high rate of turning heads!

Yang Bo paused, pointed at Monk Baimei and laughed loudly, "Master Baimei, how can I help you? You are an eminent monk who passed by the Buddhist Holy Land to make orders. Today you are helping everyone to read fortune tellers and Feng Shui for free. I am just an ordinary person."

You're just a human being, how dare you waste so much of your time?"

There were many tourists here, so the white-browed monk did not dare to do anything easily. He gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, but he said very politely: "Mr. Yang is destined to be rich and noble, and he is destined to be my Buddha. We must hold a candle and talk tonight!"

The conversation between the two sounded no different from that of a fraudster and a shill, and even Yang Bo was not qualified as a shill!

However, a middle-aged man still surrounded the scene and asked Yang Bo: "Is this Master Baimei?"

"It's Master Baimei!" Yang Bo said.

The middle-aged man immediately looked at the white-browed monk eagerly and said, "Master, please take a look and see if you can take the time to help me look at my face. I want to seek wealth. Do you think I have any luck in getting rich this year?"

The white-browed monk waved his hands and said, "Mr. Yang and I are currently communicating. We will discuss your matters later!"

Yang Bo waved his hand directly and said: "Master Baimei, please give him some advice. We are not in a hurry. It doesn't matter if we talk about it later!"

Master Baimei opened his mouth and was about to shirk, when another person came forward and said, "Master Baimei, please help me take a look!"

Many people at the scene were just watching the excitement at first. When they saw some people surrounding them, they were still afraid of being cheated. However, after someone grabbed the monk in the temple and asked about the identity of Master Baimei, the scene suddenly became excited.

Master Baimei is really the master who comes here to make orders, and his Buddhist teachings are so profound that almost all the monks in the temple know it!

Soon, the surging crowd surrounded Monk Baimei. Monk Baimei had advanced cultivation, but he didn't dare to take action at all. He could only watch Yang Bo leave.

After quickly escaping from the temple, Yang Bo finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not dare to look for the spiritual tea tree in the mountains anymore, so he could only hurried down the mountain.

After getting into the car, Yang Bo asked his bodyguard to change the hotel to a downtown area in the city center.

When he called again, neither Yue Junyao nor Yan Ruyu answered, leaving Yang Bo at his wits end.

He secretly guessed that the entrance to the Cave Heaven Paradise should be on Tianzhu Mountain. According to Mr. Xia, the Ling Tea Tree was near the temple, but there was a white-browed monk on the mountain, so he did not dare to take a step further. In this way, if he wanted to find

Yue Junyao and the others are simply incomprehensible.

Because of the use of the Silver Soul Bell, Yang Bo's meridians were damaged again. Fortunately, the damage was not serious and could be repaired quickly.

Yang Bo called Wang Lei into the room and asked, "Go out and help me inquire about something."

Wang Lei quickly turned his ears and listened carefully.

"Today, an old monk came to the temple on Tianzhu Mountain. Please help me find out how long he has been on the mountain? When will he leave?" Yang Bo said.

Wang Lei nodded quickly, "Okay, I'll go find out right away!"

Yang Bo nodded and handed over a check, "I have prepared the funds for you. When you inquire, be careful not to let others get your details!"

Wang Lei took the check, glanced at it, and suddenly smiled, "Okay, sir, just don't worry, I'm good at this!"

Yang Bo nodded and waved his hand, signaling Wang Lei to go out and get busy.
Chapter completed!