"Amitabha!"

Xuan Ci recited the Dharma name, and then turned the Buddha string in her hand a few times before slowly saying:

"So that's it. My junior brother's character is my admiration!"

"Amitabha!"

After a few words of Zen, Xuan Ju retreated.

Later, another monk came.

"Senior brother, do you have something to do with Xuanwu?"

As soon as the visitor entered the Main Hall, he bowed to the Buddha with one hand and gave a gift to Xuanci.

"Amitabha!"

Xuan Ci, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue, sang the Buddha's name and continued:

"There were many doubts about Yanmen Pass back then. There are some clues now. I need my junior brother to go to Shenhezhuang, Gusu to investigate."

"Things about Yanmen Pass?"

Xuan grief and surprised. More than 20 years have passed, why has the old case been investigated again?

He still needs to check this kind of thing himself?

Just as he was confused, he heard Xuan Ci say:

"This matter is quite relevant and involves the Gusu Murong family, so I have to go down the mountain!"

"Amitabha!"

After hearing this, Xuanbei sang the Buddha's name, then pondered for a while before slowly saying:

"This matter will be left to my junior brother, and I will definitely find out the truth!"

"I'm working on my junior brother!"

Xuan Ci, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue, gave a gift.

Xuanbei sang the Buddha's name again and then left.

Then, Xuan Ci was left in the Great Hall, sitting cross-legged under the huge Buddha statue alone.

Among the erratic candlelight in the hall, Xuanci's face seemed to change from time to time.

Time is like a pity to the eminent monks in the world, with a merciful face.

It was like an evil ghost on the edge of a cliff, fierce and cruel.

I don’t know if it’s the illumination of his heart or the cause of candlelight.

After a long time, Xuan Ci, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue, suddenly said:

"Who can you receive the message?"
Chapter completed!