Chapter 962: Who will meet

I sighed helplessly. He didn't even know what Master Tang intended? If you can't find someone, how will you deal with it?
Did Tangning know that the abbot was worried there? At this time, she was looking at the woman with a smile, and said, "Walking down to the southwest, that should be the direction to the city. Go there and find it! As for you, you are worried about not recognizing your son and you will miss it. , This one is even simpler."
Is it simple? The abbot looked up at him and sighed silently. Where is it simple? Even people who are proficient in the Five Elements Bagua technique dare not say simple words.
The woman was excited when she heard it, and asked: "Please also ask the little master for advice."
People who have always prayed to gods and worship Buddha are mostly desperate to pray for comfort in their hearts. Now that they hear such good news, no matter whether it is true or not, women have already believed 90% of them.
The abbot did not dare to speak, and was worried that Tangning would be messing up. This is not the case, and it is not the case that he does not speak. Therefore, he had to stare a little bit, lest he did too much. At the same time, he also wanted to know how he planned to go round. What did he say?
Tangning looked at the woman and smiled and asked, "Do you remember what you said before the Buddha?"
The woman was startled for a moment and nodded: "Naturally remember, as long as I can find my son, I will kneel down to the Ten Thousand Buddha Gate three times and nine times to honour it, and also donate half of my family property as sesame oil."
"Okay." Tangning nodded in satisfaction, took off one of her hair, and asked her to stretch out her hand, cut her palm and let the blood stain that hair, and then only saw her tie the hair to it. The woman's tail fingers were twisted and twisted, and finally she stretched out her hand to hold it, and a trace of Buddha's light condensed on it, and then she released her hand and took a step back.
"that's it."
She looked at the woman’s finger with satisfaction, and said,
This little finger originally represents the child. Now I use your hair and the blood in your palm to make a method, and tie this hair to your little finger. And be careful not to drop it. Go down the mountain and look for it to the southwest. This hair will help you."
Hearing this, the woman bowed down to the little monk in front of her: "Thank you, little master, thank you." She stood up and bowed to the abbot before hurriedly heading down the mountain.
The abbot was speechless at this time. He had doubts, but he didn't know where to ask. All he knew was that there was a faint light of Buddha's light from the hair wrapped around the woman's fingers. Light...
"Xiao Tang, this female benefactor, is it really signed?" the abbot couldn't help asking, looking at the bamboo stick he was playing with.
He was curious, what kind of signature the woman asked for?
Hearing what he said, Tangning laughed, looked at the abbot who came by, and handed him the bamboo stick in his hand: "She begged to sign."
The abbot was startled, and took a look at the bamboo stick, and it really was a sign. In fact, he knew it as early as when he read that strange sign. It was estimated that his cancellation was nonsense. However, he did not expect that in the end he used the sacred power of the Buddha's light, and the sacred power of the Buddha's light can be cultivated. It's not easy, but he gave it out so easily, really...
"Not only is the signing of the contract signed, this woman's life is also due to the poor fate of her children. According to the original track, she can only see her son again in this life only before the end of her life, but there is no absolute in the world, who Let her just meet me!"