As soon as the little monk said something, everyone in the live broadcast room was shocked.

But everyone quickly remembered that this live broadcast room often doesn’t play according to common sense.

——After all, no one is that stupid, cursing others in front of so many people.

【Hiss, don't squirt first, wait and see】

【I guess there must be some inside story, if I say it wrong, I don’t say it】

Xu Qingyin was curious, "Why do you need to calculate this? You should know that fortune telling does not count life span."

The little monk's eyes turned red in an instant, "My master said that his deadline was approaching, and he was already explaining his funeral recently, so I don't believe it."

If you ignore the duck's voice, this picture still looks pitiful.

But this sound is so outrageous.

Xu Qingyin felt that since the other party said so, he probably would be inseparable from all sides.

Generally, special people like them have a sense of life and death.

However, Xu Qingyin is still planning to make an exception to help calculate it.

"Do you have your master's birthday and horoscope? I can simply help you with it."

"I don't have a birthday, but I have a photo of him."

Soon, Xu Qingyin received a secret photo.

The young monk's master is an old man with white beards and looks over 100 years old.

However, from the perspective of his appearance, he is not a death-like appearance, but a long-lived appearance.

"When did you take this photo? Are there any recent photos?"

The little monk quickly explained, "This was taken yesterday. Is there anything wrong?"

This master looks extremely long-lived and has a lot of merits on his body, so it is impossible to have an accident in a short period of time.

This is too wrong, either the other party makes a mistake in sensing, or it is intentional.

Or maybe she was not capable enough to see it.

Xu Qingyin shook her head, "Sorry, I didn't see it."

"Xiao Ming, what are you doing?"

The little monk became nervous with the naked eye and quickly put down his cell phone and walked over to help him, "Master, why are you here?"

Soon the phone was picked up, revealing an old face.

Xu Qingyin was stunned immediately. This is the person in the photo.

But just one day passed, and he looked like the deadline was approaching, and a black mist was shrouded in his eyebrows, which was completely different from the photo.

What happened? So much vitality was lost in just one day.

The old monk picked up his phone and saw that it was a girl. He immediately took a photo of the little monk's head and made a crisp "pop".

"Master, it's not what you think." The little monk explained in a low voice.

"Where am I thinking?"

【Puchi, the little monk was stopped】

[It shouldn't be misunderstood. I'm talking about it. When I first entered the live broadcast room, I didn't see what type it was]

[Uh, haven't you seen the words with such a big title in the live broadcast room?]

[That's what, I'm just watching the anchor, hehehe...]

The old monk obviously had no misunderstanding. He raised his cell phone, greeted Xu Qingyin, and asked, "I don't know what my little disciple is?"

Before Xu Qingyin could speak, the little monk pulled the corner of the old monk's clothes and acted coquettishly, "Master, stop asking, I know I'm wrong. I won't play with my phone when I'm not doing my homework in the future."

Then he winked at Xu Qingyin, afraid that she would say it out.

However, the old monk is obviously a person with a clear mind and a bright eye. Needless to say, he guesses.

"Oh, don't forget it. Old monk, I'm really coming. I can't see it all, why can't you?"

The little monk turned his face away, and Xu Qingyin noticed sharply that his eyes were red again.

"Master, why did you suddenly..."

The old monk sighed, "Time is the time, the fate is the girl, don't worry about it, this is my destiny."

As soon as these words came out, the fans in the live broadcast room became even more confused.

Xu Qingyin was also confused, but since she said that, she would be a little over the line after asking questions.

"From the future, it depends on you young people in the world." The old monk smiled slightly, with incomprehensible emotions hidden in his eyes.

Xu Qingyin was about to ask what this meant when she saw the little monk's face appearing again on the screen.

"It's a rare opportunity. Why not let this girl calculate where your parents are." As he said that, the old monk patted the young monk on the shoulder and left.

Xu Qingyin's mind was in a mess at this moment. What did he mean by saying this? Do you know what he knew?

It's really tormenting to play a puzzle without explaining it clearly.

But it was still live broadcasting at this moment. Xu Qingyin suppressed her anxiety and looked at the little monk, "Do you want to calculate?"

The little monk drooped his eyelids and seemed not very interested in this matter.

"I am an abandoned baby picked up by the master. In the cold winter, I was wrapped in a thin quilt and was thrown on the side of the road. If it weren't for the master, I would have frozen to death. So the master is also a parent and a teacher to me. I don't care who my biological parents are, but since the master said that, I'll ask Master to calculate it."

Xu Qingyin nodded, "Will you tell me when you were picked up?"

"Yes, I'll send it to you."

In fact, you can see the general content through the face, but if you have the date you pick it up, it will be more accurate.

After calculating, Xu Qingyin's expression was a little strange.

This made the little monk nervous, and at the same time, some expectations crept up in his heart.

No matter what, he is still a teenager. No one wants to come to this world and is not expected.

"From the appearance, both your parents have rich family property, they should be strong in their work, busy with work, and neglected in their family. The marriage life is full of chaos, and it is the kind of quarrels every three days, a small quarrel every five days. So, I guess you shouldn't have been discarded on purpose, but an accident happened and stolen by someone."

The little monk was stunned. He remembered that when the master said before, his face was flushed when he picked him up, and his fever was very serious. It took him a long time to save his life.

Could it be that it was lost by human traffickers because of illness...

"Your parents should be looking for you too. I don't know who they are, but you can calculate that they are in the same city as you now, and maybe you have seen them."

The little monk's breathing became rapid.

He hadn't gone down the mountain much. If he had seen it, it means they must have been to the temple.

He began to search his mind wildly, trying to find their figures, but found that his mind was blank and he could not remember anything.

Turning his face away, wiped off a tear from the corner of his eyes, the little monk asked, "Well, as you see, do we still have a chance to recognize each other?"

"So you can shake a divination."

When shaking the hexagram, the little monk naturally knows it, but he doesn’t know how to see the results.

Xu Qingyin's eyes lit up when he looked at the hexagram: "It is auspicious to go out, avoid your mouth and tongue, and all diseases will be eliminated. Passers-by will arrive soon. Good hexagram, if you go out tomorrow, you will definitely gain something."

The little monk also became excited. Does this mean that he will meet his parents when he goes out tomorrow?

But how do he tell whether the other party is the person he is looking for?
Chapter completed!