In Baishan Town, Yongchuan, South Korea, after picking up a young man, under his leadership, two cars arrived at the door of a suburban manor.

Looking at Lin Li getting off the car behind him, Park Xiongzai, who was holding an umbrella with his assistant, quickly approached and said with a smile: "It's a great coincidence to find him right here. My assistant's neighbor happens to have one."

He was his loyal believer, so he was able to find it.

And the strange thing is that this sect has no intention of preaching and meeting the world, and it seems to be a hidden sect."

Lin Li, who was holding an umbrella under the sun, looked at the beautiful manor and smiled: "I'm really sorry to trouble you, but since I can find this Buddhist master, it is a kind of fate. Their Buddhist family is not the most particular about fate.

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When Park Xiongzai heard that he was looking for an expert, he understood the goal of this group of people. He twitched the corner of his mouth and wanted to say something, but thought about it and forgot about it.

Baima Manor is ninety years old, but he looks like Jin Jishi, a boy in his twenties. For some reason today, his heart is beating wildly, making him feel upset. This feeling is getting more and more...

The stronger the feeling, the more he couldn't help but stand up and open the door, and said to his four guardians outside: "I have a bad feeling today, so I won't see anyone."

After listening, the four young strong men kowtowed together and said respectfully: "Listen to the words of the Lord."

Before the gate of the manor opened and everyone was waiting, Park Xiongzai looked at the information in his hand and introduced: "This Jin Jiseok is ninety years old this year. He has been predicted by many eminent monks to be the living Buddha..."

Lin Li smiled and said, "Those situations are just words, you all know them."

When the young Tan Xueliang heard the words of the handsome young man, he thought for a while but still held back and said: "Yes, those things are credible, because there are many sects that don't make such claims, and you know that there are not many sects that make such claims.

There are no photos taken with the president, starlets, rich people, or even more exaggerated photos..."

While we were talking, the small door of the manor opened, and an aunt in her seventies with a ferocious face said: "Master is meeting someone today, please come back."

When the aunt wanted to close the door, Yaowen held the door.

Immediately, Jin Jishi, with a serious face, took out the ID on his watch: "You are from the police station. There is nothing important to see Mr. Jin. Please ask him to report again."

Looking at the ID on Jin Jishi's wrist, the aunt frowned: "Please ask them to come back tomorrow. The master is meeting guests today."

Jin Jishi shook his head helplessly and took a step forward. Yaowen, who had been waiting for a long time, pushed open the door forcefully, and then a group of people walked toward the outside of the manor domineeringly.

After just walking for a while, a group of young mothers and uncles appeared outside the manor, and we blocked them all with expressions on our faces.

Lin Li walked off and said with a smile in Korean: "That matter is about the fate of the entire South Korea. Only Master Jin can save everyone's fate. They will definitely stop you. This is a heinous crime."

Hearing that, the group of believers looked at each other. The aunt who had just opened the door at the front said, "They are waiting for your news. You have people go back and inform Little Master Jin, and see what Little Master has to say."

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Park Xiongzai outside the room frowned even deeper after listening to the believer's words. After thinking for a while, he decided to let his substitute find an excuse to deal with it, and then said: "Let us retreat."

The believers who received the notice came to Lin Li and said: "Master told them to leave, but they passed their bags for you to check."

Lin Li, who had been prepared for a long time, nodded, and Yaowen and Ye Qidong immediately pulled up the white bags they were carrying, revealing two bags of Korean coins scattered outside.

"That's for the little master."

Lin Li was worried that he would owe something to Karma, so he decided to give a sum of money to the junior master, so that he could ask me to come out. As for the two piles of money, there were several pistols and two short-handled Uzi submachine guns.

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Looking at the two bags of money, the believer couldn't help but his pupils dilated slightly, but that's when I reached out to check.

Yaowen and Ye Qidong pulled down the zipper. Looking at the believers' expressions of relief, Lin Li smiled and said: "We were told that the money can only be given to the master, so we will let others touch it."

The believer nodded, then checked under a few people, and then led them outside the living room.

Under the main seat in the living room, there is currently an old man who looks about forty years old and has a faint smile on his face. There are also several young people standing in front of me.

Looking at Lin Li who was retreating from the door, the old man smiled and said, "Guest, please take a seat. Is it because I have nothing to do with you?"

Lin Li sensed that one of the young men in front of the old man had an unfamiliar smell of incense and faith under his body, and he was slightly dazed: "What's wrong with me? I am practicing Shinto!"

The old man saw whether Lin Li had answered what he meant, but kept staring at the real leader in front of him. He couldn't help but panic, and his voice was a little lower: "Do you know that guest has nothing to do with you?"

Lin Li smiled, pointed at the young man in front of me and said, "You are not looking for him, but the Jin leader."

Hearing those words, several believers outside the living room became relaxed, and at the same time they consciously stood behind Park Xiongzai.

The old man's face became very serious: "Guest, please don't joke."

Qin Xueliang and my assistant looked at the reactions of the believers and instantly realized that what Lin Li said was right. The young man in front was Park Xiongzai, but that made no sense. The information clearly introduced Mr. Forty

How can you be so young when you are 2 years old?

Park Xiongzai, who looked young on the outside, looked at Lin Li's confident smile, left the young people beside him, and then stood up respectfully before the old man under the seat, and sat down under the main seat: "My dear friend, how did he know?

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Hearing that, Jin Gaoyang and my assistant couldn't help but open their mouths in surprise. Then they thought that the so-called Park Xiongjae was forty years old must be a lie, and their expressions soon returned to normal.

Several believers around Tan Xueliang showed proud expressions.

Lin Li smiled: "Since you know you, can he see your situation?"

Park Xiongzai was stunned when he heard those words, and then showed a hint of embarrassment: "Young man, should he stop joking with you? It is a blessing to see through people's fate so easily."

Lin Li's face became a little more serious, and he pointed to himself and a red line on his forehead: "What a coincidence. Your eyes of destiny haven't seen through his fate yet. Do you know that he wants to hear it?"

A trace of curiosity flashed in Park Xiongzai's eyes: "He is also a Taoist?"

Lin Li nodded: "That's right, I have practiced some miscellaneous Taoism and barely have some Taoist practices."

"Oh, what he said is to tell you your fate. He will definitely be right. Then you will invite them out."

Park Xiongzai looked at Lin Li with the mysterious smile of a policeman, and thought of a possibility. It was those young people who investigated something that was specious, so he wanted to step on his head. Get some news and become famous.

To be honest, I have encountered this kind of thing quite often in my long life.

So that made me look a bit uglier. As for guessing my fate, I thought that Nian Zhongren would say that his fate was that he was out of prison before being infamous, so his tone was not polite or patient.

Lin Li ignored Park Xiongzai's threats and said with a smile: "Master Jin is not even forty years old yet. I suspect that all the Buddhist books he has read could fill a room. Why do he still read them so thoroughly?"

To be honest, Park Xiongjae's performance outside the movie made Lin Li not understandable. I felt that I was not like the elder Jinchi who stole the cassock in Journey to the West, but more like a generation of lowly monks, not this outsider. None of the little Tibetan monks feel like little masters compared to me. Of course, it may be that I have read too few Buddhist scriptures and have fallen into a state of intellectual disability.

In response to Park Xiongzai's increasingly shocked expression, Lin Li continued: "It seems that my guess is wrong. He established that sect a long time ago, and the sect mainly appeared because of the prophecy of this little Tibetan teacher.

Because this little master predicted that he would die at the hands of the snake of desire in 2014, he wanted to gather together seven people who had not been destined to be kings for many years to kill this snake."

Speaking of that, Lin Li's voice became a little softer: "No matter how many innocent boys are killed in the process, he will still care. But if you tell him, if he does that, he will definitely die."

After listening to Lin Li's words, Tan Xueliang couldn't help but sweat all over his head. At the same time, his face was slightly distorted. How dare I look at that young man and find the darkest thoughts in my heart.

But how could that be possible? How could that Nian Zhongren know that even if he hadn't finished his action yet?

Looking at Park Woong Jae's appearance, both the believers and Jin Goyang narrowed their eyes. It seems that everything we said is true. This is amazing.

After reacting, Park Xiongjae could no longer hold back and whispered: "Who is he, and why is he talking nonsense out there?"

Lin Li stretched his head behind me and said, "Master, are you not familiar with Buddhism? I just want to help you look at your face."

Lin Li doubted that in that world, no one could see his true identity. At the same time, he was also curious that the guy didn't have much strength, so he shouldn't waste his time and energy.

"Just try this."

After hearing this, Park Xiongzai felt that it didn't make sense, and then he raised his head and slowly chanted the Buddhist Heavenly Eye Mantra with the charm and rhythm of this reading. Obviously, there are no such energies in that world. I saw some special People have things to do and at least consume some mental energy, but it is so simple to look at Lin Li who is full of energy under him.

So Tan Xueliang looked at Lin Li while he was casting the spell, but soon I discovered that after reciting the spell again, Lin Li still seemed to be completely confused. I could only hold back the surprise in my heart, consume less energy, and make the spell sound quieter and quieter, thinking I have to use less energy, and the first result is not that my face looks obviously a few years older, but my voice has also become hoarse.

Reciting the incantation, Park Xiongzai looked several years older on the outside. After a few minutes of reciting, he finally couldn't see vaguely. Now outside my eyes, Lin Li's whole body was exuding golden light, and there was no trace of hair on his forehead.
Chapter completed!