Chapter 429: Unstoppable passion

Not only seeing the blood, but I am afraid that many people will die, and the family luck will also plummet.
When the monks heard him say that they would meet the blood light, they looked at each other and asked, "Master Tang, is it inevitable?"
Tang Ning glanced at them and said, "Not only will you see the light, but there will also be a white funeral. This disaster in his family is inevitable." Some things are not useful when you just think of doing good and accumulating virtue.
When the words fell, she turned around and went outside without telling them much, and returned to the meditation room to rest. She stroked the green bamboo on her waist and asked, "Can your spiritual power be restored?"
"Master, it is estimated that it will take a while." The green bamboo realm spread into her spiritual consciousness.
Hearing this, Tangning said: "Let's do it! Then tell me when you recover." She came to the bed and sat cross-legged and began to practice.
The next morning, when the sky was still dark, dozens of monks all came out to see the little monk who was about to leave. They clasped their hands together and bowed to him: "Amitabha, Master Tang, don’t expect everything to be cherished. ."
Tangning replied with a salute and smiled: "Please come back, everyone! Take care." Without too much confession, and without too much words, she gave them a Buddhist ceremony before turning around and down the mountain road. Go down the mountain.
After watching him leave, one of the old monks said: "Master Tang has shown great kindness to us in Hanshan Temple, and we have no reward for it. So he lit a lantern in front of the Buddha and prayed for him to be safe and sound. No disaster."
"Yes." Everyone responded, and then turned back to the main hall. Several old monks personally lit a lantern for Master Tang...
Tangning didn't know about this. At this time, she was walking down the mountain road. Some pilgrims who came to Hanshan Temple early in the morning saw the little monk coming down the mountain and all smiled and asked: "Little master, are you going down the mountain so early?"
"Hey? Aren't you the little master who dealt with the signing? Why don't you deal with the signing?"
"Little master, have you had breakfast so early? I have fruits and pastries here, and I will give you some."
"I have this too! I have baked biscuits, little master, come and get you some down the mountain to eat."
"I picked the fruit from my own orchard this morning. The little master holds it. You are welcome."
Tangning looked at the pilgrims who came around with some dumbfounding, watching some of them take a few fruits into the basket and pack some pastries and stuff them into her arms.
"Amitabha Buddha, benefactor, how embarrassing is this!" She looked at the huge pile of things in her arms, and she couldn't resist the enthusiasm of these pilgrims.
"We are planning to go to Hanshan Temple to worship Buddha, and we have brought a lot, and we have some for you. It's okay, you can take it and eat!" An aunt said, looking at the pile of things in the little monk's arms , The delicate eyebrows and face looked very pleasing, and people couldn't help but want to touch them.
As soon as the thought came to her mind, she touched the little monk's cheek without holding her hands for a while, smiling kindly and kindly: "Little master, your age is as old as my baby, look like this. , It looks really gratifying!"
"Yes, the little master looks really good." When the other woman saw this, she also smiled with concern, and then reached out her hand.
Tangning was unconsciously touched her face, a little bit dumbfounded. Seeing another woman actually stretched out her hand to touch her face, she quickly stepped away and shouted, "Amitabha, Amitabha."