Chapter 328: Old Monk, Young Nun

Seeing that Meng Fan was indifferent to this kind of thing, the old monk felt very aggrieved, so he continued to say unwillingly:

"And as your state of mind improves, your soul will become stronger and stronger. Once you become a soul, it will be extremely terrifying!"

"Okay, I understand. Meng Fan remains unmoved.

Soul?

He practiced "Xihuang Guanyuan" and his soul was stronger than others. What the old monk said really didn't appeal to him at all.

"So, you came out specifically to tell me this?" Meng Fan asked with some disdain.

Is this worth mentioning on its own?

There is also an eminent monk, a peak existence who has almost succeeded in overcoming the tribulation. Why does he look like he has never seen the world?

Tsk tsk.

ridiculous!

Seeing Meng Fan's attitude, the old monk couldn't help but roll his eyes.

But he really didn't come out to talk about this.

I just saw that Meng Fan was not in a good state and asked casually that he thought of this.

What he really wanted to say was actually related to the woman just now.

"Donor Meng, the treatment you just gave that woman was not thorough. In fact, the treatment could be better!"

Meng Fan looked at the old monk in surprise. He didn't expect that the old monk could save lives and heal the wounded. He seemed to be changing his views on Buddhism.

"If you go to get better treatment, what can you do? Can you make her live a long life?" Meng Fan asked the old monk.

The old monk shook his head and said: "That's not possible. The woman's physical condition is such that even if I treat her, it's impossible for her to live a long life.

However, after you gave her the treatment just now, you can extend her life by up to five years.

If I intensify the treatment, I should be able to extend her life by about ten years. "

Meng Fan frowned slightly after hearing the old monk's words.

From his point of view, there is basically no big difference between five years and ten years. It is just a matter of a blink of an eye.

But for that woman, living five more years made a world of difference.

By then her daughter will be almost adult, and she can leave with peace of mind.

"But why are you so concerned about this woman?" Meng Fan's soul stared at the old monk in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, obviously sensing something abnormal!

Maybe the old monk is not too bad, but he is definitely not compassionate, let alone able to save all sentient beings. Otherwise, this old bald donkey wouldn't have thought about seizing him.

When you see a sick person on the street, you want to take the initiative to treat him. This is not the old monk's behavior at all.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!

"What's your conspiracy?" Meng Fan said to the old monk in a bad tone.

"Well, monks are compassionate. As a Buddhist, I can't see the misery of sentient beings, so I can't help but want to help. It's just my heart." The old monk opened his eyes and told lies, with a serious and serious face.

"Don't fart, speak human words!" Meng Fan sneered, and the spirit stone in the relic disappeared again.

The corner of the old monk's mouth suddenly twitched. The spirit stone was tossing back and forth. Are you kidding me?

A duck that reaches its mouth cannot fly away!

Who would have thought that one day he would be willing to sacrifice himself for a thousand low-grade spiritual stones?

It’s embarrassing for Buddha! ! ! !

But it's not important to lose the Buddha's face. What's important is these thousand spiritual stones.

The old monk said helplessly: "Actually, I wanted to save that woman because of the girl named Yinyin."

"Yin Yin? Why?" Meng Fan asked still confused.

Why is this old monk so interested in a seven or eight-year-old girl?

"Because this girl is destined to me." The old monk still said nothing.

Meng Fan had a cold face and said angrily: "I'll give you one last chance!

Otherwise, not only will these thousand spiritual stones be gone, but you will also no longer be able to obtain any resources in the future.

Also, it may not be just about the spirit stones! "

Facing Meng Fan's threat, the old monk smiled disdainfully. If he could be threatened by such a simple threat, then his life would have been in vain for so many years!

"This girl has a special talent, which is very suitable for my Buddhism, so I want to save her mother. And then, relying on this favor, I want to accept her as a successor." The old monk obediently said what was in his heart.

Although this is not an open statement, it is not a dirty thing either.

If Yinyin really becomes a disciple of the old monk, it will be the biggest opportunity in her life. After all, according to normal life development, she will be just an ordinary mortal in this life and will not have the opportunity to come into contact with the world of immortality.

In fact, if she had not met Meng Fan, her mother would have died of illness soon. Whether she, a little girl, could survive was a question!

Meng Fan said to the old monk in surprise: "Shouldn't your Buddhist tradition pass on male rather than female?"

The old monk wanted to adopt a girl as his heir, but he always felt a little strange.

Hearing Meng Fan's words, the old monk couldn't help but smile. There was clearly a disdain for Meng Fan's ignorance in his smile.

"Donor Meng, don't you know that in addition to monks, there are also nuns in Buddhism?" the old monk said with a slightly mocking tone.

Just take it a little bit, don’t dare take too much!

Meng Fan smiled bitterly, monk and nun, well, he really didn't expect this just now.

"However, you actually want such a young child to become a nun? That's too crazy, isn't it? No, it's simply unscrupulous!" Meng Fan said to the old monk with a look of contempt.

The old monk hurriedly explained: "Given my current situation, even if she becomes my disciple, she can't become a nun.

I just want a successor. As for what she wants to do and what she wants to be, I won't interfere.

To be honest, I just can't bear to see my knowledge lost, and I just want to pass on the Dharma!"

Meng Fan didn't believe it at all, because it was simply nonsense.

"Lost? You learned all your knowledge from the Vajra Temple, right? You said this as if the Vajra Temple has been destroyed."

The old monk smiled awkwardly when he heard this, but didn't say anything else.

The chat ended here, and then there was silence for a while.

After a moment, Meng Fan said, "Your legs are on your body. If you want to save that woman, just go and save her."

This... It was easy to say. The old monk couldn't help but curse Meng Fan over and over again in his heart.

In his current state, does he still have legs?

The most important thing is that his current residual soul is dependent on Meng Fan and cannot leave Meng Fan.

If Meng Fan doesn't go, he will never be able to save that woman.

Meng Fan naturally knows this very well. He just deliberately leaves this old monk alone, just like raising a dog, sometimes it needs to be trained!