How could there be such a beautiful monk? Hang Tianyi couldn't help but breathe quickly.
At this time, there were countless words in his mind, but none of them could be used to describe the beautiful monk in front of him.
"No, his beauty is weird and coquettish!" Hang Tianyi thought in his heart, but in just a moment, the monk's temperament changed again.
It is a kind of elegant and refined temperament that emerges from the mud but is not stained, and has a body as pure as jade.
Hang Tianyi's heart trembled violently again. How could one person have two such completely different temperaments?
But it happened that these two temperaments were so harmonious in him, without any sense of contradiction.
"Monk? Holy monk?"
At this time, these two words kept alternating in Hang Tianyi's mind, but in the end, even he himself was not sure.
"Who are you?" Hang Tianyi said, his mouth felt dry at this time. Even he himself didn't know what was wrong with him.
The monk glanced at Hang Tianyi, his peach blossom eyes were full of affection, his smile...
No, you can't use this word, this is definitely a man, because the moment he raised his head, Hang Tianyi saw his Adam's apple.
"Who am I? I'm just a monk!" The monk's voice is really nice, and it's definitely not an illusion.
Hang Tianyi felt that he seemed to be deeply attracted.
It can't be like this. This is a man. I, Hang Baotou, have never had a habit of cutting off my sleeves. Long Yang is so good...
"I didn't know you were a monk?" Hang Tianyi complained secretly in his heart.
"If you want to say anything, just say it openly. I can hear what you are thinking in your heart!"
The monk reminded Hang Tianyi that his hands and feet were tied with iron chains.
But Hang Tianyi still didn't dare to approach him.
Standing far away, it seemed that he was unable to resist the strange power. If he came closer...Hang Tianyi himself couldn't imagine it.
"He has a psychic connection?" Hang Tianyi asked. There was a bit of surprise in the monk's peach blossom eyes: "You also know that he has a psychic connection!"
Hang Tianyi said: "I've heard of it!"
"Have you heard of it? There should be no one in Pudu Temple with such magical powers nowadays, right? After all, it is considered a witchcraft!"
When the monk spoke, the look in his eyes was slightly complicated, and he was obviously recalling some things in the past.
"How was the master tied here?" Hang Tianyi asked.
The monk said: "Everything in heaven and earth has its own cause and effect. Since you are tied here, there is a reason why you are tied here. Why should the donor ask more?"
"mmp!" Three letters suddenly appeared in Hang Tianyi's heart. He imagined that even if the monk knew his mind, he would not know what these three letters meant unless he was also a time traveler.
Sure enough, there was a look of surprise and astonishment on the monk's face. Apparently he didn't know what Hang Tianyi's three letters meant.
Hang Tianyi was secretly proud, even if you are an eminent monk... a monster monk with extraordinary skills, you can't defeat me as a time traveler. Modern culture... is really profound and profound.
"Donor, what is a time traveler?" the monk asked.
"This..." Hang Tianyi's expression suddenly solidified. The monk's understanding of his mind is really extraordinary.
"Well, it's nothing!" Hang Tianyi said.
At this time, the monk obviously had some interest in Hang Tianyi. He said: "The poor monk Fahai, please forgive me for being rude. It's just that the donor knows that kind of writing. It's very strange. Can you talk to the poor monk about it?"
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"Huh? Fahai????what?" Hang Tianyi's eyes were full of big question marks. The beautiful monk in front of him turned out to be the legendary... Fahai?
Isn't Fahai an old grandfather, or that "mighty dragon? A poor monk can tell at a glance that you are not a human being?"
If Fa Hai looked like this, would Bai Suzhen still like Xu Xian?
"Donor, who is Bai Suzhen?" Fahai asked again.
Hang Tianyi rolled his eyes: "Master, can you please stop peeking into other people's thoughts? This is very impolite!"
Fahai looked apologetic: "I didn't mean it, but you understand that kind of language. What exactly is it? The poor monk looked at it, and it was a bit miraculous!"
"I..." Hang Tianyi didn't know what to say. He changed his mind and said, "Why is the master locked up here? As long as you tell me, I will tell you what words it is!"
"Seriously?" Fahai asked. At this time, he actually looked a bit innocent like a child.
But Hang Tianyi's scalp was numb. He really didn't know what kind of monk he was.
"Monks don't tell lies..."
Hang Tianyi couldn't help but be stunned, he... became a monk?
Is it because the monk in front of me is so beautiful that I also want to be a monk?
No, what does being beautiful have to do with being a monk?
At this time, Hang Tianyi's mind was constantly changing, but Monk Fahai had no expression at all, which showed that he did not use his mind to Hang Tianyi.
"Why does the donor want to know the poor monk's past?" Fahai's expression at this time was a little indifferent.
Hang Tianyi said: "I'm just curious!"
"No, the donor is lying!" Fahai said.
Hang Tianyi couldn't help being stunned, and Fahai added: "The poor monk didn't use his mind!"
Hang Tianyi still believed this, after all, there was no need for Fahai to lie.
"I'm investigating a case, and I suspect..." Hang Tianyi couldn't speak for a while.
"Do you suspect that it is related to the poor monk? It seems that you already know who the poor monk is?" Fa Hai's expression turned sharper.
Hang Tianyi shook his head: "It's a long story. The case I investigated was a missing child case. This case is very similar to the one thirty years ago. In addition, I suspect that thirty years ago, that
The one who was wrongly accused should be you, Master, right?"
With these words, Hang Tianyi was waiting for Fa Hai's expression to change.
But at this time, Fahai's expression was a little more indifferent than before, as if he didn't care at all.
"It's a poor monk. Those missing children are all boys born on the third day of March. They are about ten to thirteen years old?"
Fahai's voice was very light, with almost no emotion.
But since he asked this question, it naturally means that he cares about it more or less.
Hang Tianyi's heart beat violently. He suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart and said: "Master, please tell me the whole story of what happened back then. Hundreds of children are missing now. If they lose their lives again..."
"Buddhists say that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Master is so compassionate that he will not bear to see those children lose their lives, right?"
"Does the donor believe in fate?" Fahai said suddenly.
Hang Tianyi said: "Believe it or not!"
He felt that he was quite qualified, but Fahai continued: "Everyone's destiny is destined, but it is not destined. For many things, it is good to have a clear conscience!"
Hang Tianyi thought to himself, your nonsense sounds better than mine.