"Stop!" Linghu Lan shouted. "Stop reading, I... I won't rob you anymore."
Linghu Lan's inner monologue: Others start making suggestive remarks at the drop of a hat, but you start chanting scriptures at the drop of a hat.
I'd rather be sitting in the car right now, experienced driver, please help me!
The young monk continued his work, but took a moment to tell Linghu Lan about his current situation.
“Amrita Bhava, benefactor, Amrita, little monk, Siddham Bhava Amrita, must, Vikaranti, scripture, Amrita, finish reciting, Vikaranta, then, Gamini, stop, Gagana, come down.”
The little monk chanting sutras didn't...
temporarily
stop
key……
Linghu Lan, dead!
Linghu Lan, enduring her headache, angrily finished 'touching' the remaining corpses.
You can have fun, I'm leaving.
The little monk let out a soft sigh, "You're not a monster, are you?"
Linghu Lan: ...
"Don't you have to finish reciting the scriptures before you can stop?"
The little monk grinned with an innocent smile, "The little monk has finished chanting!"
Linghu Lan: I... I have so many "mmp"s I don't know whether I should say them or not.
As a monster, one must naturally have the aura of a monster. "Hmph! Don't let me see you again, or I'll beat you every time I see you."
The young monk pretended not to hear.
He jumped up from the ground.
"You're not a monster?"
Linghu Lan ignored her.
"You're not human either?"
Linghu Lan: I'm made of stone, would I tell you that? Humph!
"You're not a ghost, are you?"
"Guess! If you guess right, I'll tell you."
“Benefactor, if the little monk has guessed correctly, there is no need for you to tell him.”
Feeling intellectually outmatched, Linghu Lan was furious. "Didn't the old monk tell you not to talk to strangers?"
"No, Master said that all beings are equal and can speak."
"All beings are equal, so why were you chanting scriptures at me just now?" Are you taking advantage of me because I'm a demon and don't have demon rights?
"All beings are equal, so of course everyone can listen to the sutras, even demons can." The little monk said very seriously.
wipe!
I admire you for making such a bloody and violent thing as exorcising demons sound so selfless.
Flip the table!
Nobody wants to argue with you about these things.
"Leave me alone, don't follow me. You have to pay to talk to me, huh!"
After saying this, Linghu Lan shook her head suspiciously, feeling that her IQ had dropped since she entered Su Shijin's body.
The system that sees through everything: It's not declining, it's going offline. A difference of one word, but a difference of a hundred points in IQ.
The young monk had a conflicted expression on his face; he was actually seriously considering Linghu Lan's problem.
How to collect it?
Um? ? ?
Linghu Lan stopped in her tracks.
"One spirit stone for each question."
The little monk blinked, and Linghu Lan immediately spoke up, "No bargaining, no haggling."
"All right!"
"Cash on delivery, payment settled."
"Alright, benefactor, are you a demon?"
"yes!"
A spirit stone.
"What kind of monster?"
"Stone!"
Two spirit stones.
Why doesn't my chanting work for you?
wipe!
How would this woman know?
What effects should it have?
"When the little monk chanted sutras for other demons, they all collapsed."
Linghu Lan: ...You said you didn't want to take me in, but you clearly do.
"Perhaps your kung fu isn't good enough to deal with a monster as powerful as me."
The little monk's face scrunched up. "You haven't mastered the skills yet! This little monk has clearly been working very hard."
"Next question."
...
Linghu Lan never expected that the first pot of gold she would earn in this world would come from a seven or eight-year-old monk.
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