1961 Chapter 1961-no....
“Alright, Crown Prince Lu, I’ve said what I needed to say.” Master epiphany put down his teacup and looked at Lu Zheng. Crown Prince Lu, please leave! This was all what Prince Lu wanted, so he had to cherish it. This penniless monk also wishes the Crown Prince Lu and third miss Gu a happy marriage.”
“Master, I have one last question. Is it okay?” Lu Zheng was stunned for a moment before he asked.
“Alright,” he said. Grandmaster epiphany nodded.
“Master, you said you want to return to that world. I want to ask, will that world change? But it’s still the same as before?” Lu Zheng pondered for a while, organized his words, and asked.
He felt strange when he asked the question. He always felt that there was a problem with what he said, but he believed that master liaowu would be able to understand.
For some reason, an image suddenly flashed through Lu Zheng’s mind.
After he had gathered the hair, nail, and blood essence of forty-nine girls, he had sent them to Master Wu, but he failed. Grandmaster liaomu told him that it was absolutely impossible.
He fell into panic and fear.
Then, he appeared on the street, his clothes tattered. He was like a rat running across the street, and everyone wanted to beat him up.
After that, he hugged Gu Xin’s tombstone and drank the poison before dying.
When Lu Zheng woke up from this scene, his forehead was covered in sweat.
“Master’s Pixiu”
He subconsciously shouted, but he realized that there was no one in front of him. Even the short tea cup was gone.
He got up and ran out to pull a young novice monk to ask, ” “Young master, may I ask which direction did Grandmaster liaowu go?”
The little Shami was speechless.
The little Shami asked doubtfully,”benefactor, Xiangguo Temple no longer has Master Wu.” Benefactor, did you remember wrongly?”
you? ” Lu Zheng was taken aback. you’re from the same generation as the abbot of the Xiangguo Temple. Isn’t the chubby Grandmaster enlightenment? ”
The little Shami shook his head,”benefactor, you must have remembered wrongly.” The disciples of the Xiangguo Temple did not have a generation. The teachers of the hosting generation are of the wisdom generation.”
Lu Zheng was stunned.
The little Shami looked at Lu Zheng worriedly,”benefactor, benefactor, are you feeling unwell?” Do you need me to find your family?”
&Nbsp; ” I’m fine, ” Lu Zheng shook his head, ” you can go ahead, young master!
The little Shami was still worried and decided to look for the person who came with Lu Zheng.
Lu Zheng turned around to look at Master Wu’s room, but there was no room there. It was clearly an empty space with a pile of firewood beside it and a few large water tanks. This was the scope of the kitchen.
After standing there for a while, Lu Zheng finally came back to his senses when the young monk brought Gu Xin over.
“Brother Yuanyuan, what are you doing here? I’ve been looking for you!” Gu Xin jogged forward and looked at Lu Zheng gloomily.
Seeing that the two of them had started talking, the little Shami retreated.
Xinxin, that fat monk, he he he … Lu Zheng wanted to say that he did not see the fat monk, but was interrupted by Gu Xin.
“What fat monk? Brother Yuanyuan, what are you saying? Where was the fat monk? Let’s go, let’s go home!” Gu Xin pulled Lu Zheng along and left.
“You didn’t meet the fat monk?” Lu Zheng asked as he walked.
“Where is the fat monk? Brother Yuanyuan, what are you talking about? I’ve never seen a fat monk before!” Gu Xin said.