"You came out of nowhere, so you have nothing to say."

Li Yuezhu's heart skipped a beat, the Heavenly Master had noticed it!

She was slightly panicked, but immediately calmed down. Her eyes were urgent and hopeful.

"Can you send me back?"

Li Yuezhu actually wanted to go back. Even if he came to this starry sky, even if his previous life was smooth, and even if he didn't encounter any hardships, he still hoped to return to his own world.

"Since you're here, take care of yourself. Since you've already appeared here, there's a reason why you have to be here."

"Reason? Can you send me back to the Central Plains?"

Li Yuezhu was even more urgent this time. Even if he couldn't return to modern times, it would be good to return to the arms of his mother and brother.

"I have relatives and friends there, and there are many things waiting for me to take care of. Besides, I have nothing to do in Lingxiao Pavilion. Please send me back."

"The bodhi tree has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the beginning, so how can it cause dust."

The master only said a few words and then fell silent.

Li Yuezhu sat cross-legged on the futon and muttered a few words silently in his mind. There was nothing there, so why did it cause dust?

Did the Heavenly Master persuade her to let go?

"Since you are here, it means that you and I are destined. Since we are destined, we might as well just stay. Perhaps, the people of Dongyue need you more."

The Heavenly Master only left these words and let Li Yuezhu leave.

From then on, no one monitored her anymore.

Aman's wounds healed quickly, and he left the Lingxiao Palace not long after.

The days after Li Yuezhu were no longer boring. On weekdays, the people of Dongyue would come to Lingxiao Palace to pray and express their wishes. Li Yuezhu's current job is actually to follow Master Yifan and listen to the people's sufferings.

"Master, please save my child!"

"Amitabha, the Buddha saves those who are destined to be blessed!"

Li Yuezhu stood behind Master Yifan and kept scolding the old bald donkey. They were all talking useless nonsense. People like Master Yifan were like monks and monks in Li Yuezhu's mind.

"Please protect me from Bodhisattva and help my kind-hearted child get through this difficult time."

The parents even carried the child over. From a distance, Li Yuezhu saw that the child was haggard and looked like he was already dying.

The father who looks like a bear looks like a rich man. This time he donated a lot of money and asked the monks to pray for his son. Even the Lingxiao Palace requires a lot of expenses, so the monks are naturally willing to go.

Pray for the innocent children.

As a girl, Li Yuezhu stood out among the monks, but since she was from Lingxiao Palace, her parents did not dare to ask in public even if they had any objections.

The sound of Sanskrit singing is very pleasant. Even though Li Yuezhu has listened to it countless times, he can still find peace in his mind.

Everything was fine at first, but at the end, the child lying on the ground suddenly twitched, screamed harshly, turned purple, foamed at the mouth, and the pupils of his wide-open eyes gradually became larger.

Everyone present was frightened.

As a saint appointed by the Heavenly Master, Li Yuezhu naturally stood at the forefront of this symptom. After the boy fell ill, five or six monks instantly stood in front of the saint.

Just kidding, this is the first time they have a saint in Lingxiao Pavilion! Although they don't know what is so special about this saint, they still believe what the Celestial Master said even if the sun doesn't come out tomorrow.

"Guta Guta! Calm down, calm down."

The great mother held down her son's trembling hands tightly and cried until she couldn't breathe. She didn't know what evil evil was in her son that caused him to be in such trouble.

A few more monks walked over, looked at the boy's symptoms, checked his hand pulse, and took a look at his pupils. It was because they had never seen such a strange disease before, and there was nothing they could do.

"Amitabha, donor, the chanting was interrupted. Please take your son back with you."

"No, no, please, please, please recite the sutra again. This is just an accident. My son, my poor son, please save him!"

The mother cried heartbrokenly, while Master Yifan standing in front waved his hand.

"Even if you recite the sutra again, it won't be effective. Please ask the female donor to leave with your son."

The hostess obviously didn't dare to accept the fact. Lingxiao Palace was a sacred existence in their minds. They looked for all kinds of methods from outside, including doctors and witches. They tried all kinds of methods, but they could only look at it.

My son is losing weight day by day.

"Please, you are our last hope. Please don't give up on my son, don't give up on him!"

The male host seemed much calmer. He knew the rules of Lingxiao Pavilion. You can only recite the sutra once. No matter how powerful you are and how much money you have, you cannot let these clergymen do it again.

"Ali, let's go and take a look. Maybe there are other ways."

"What else can we do? We have traveled all over the winter months. In the past half a year, my son has become a human being in the blink of an eye. If he dies, how will you let me live?"

Sad cries came from the hall, and Li Yuezhu couldn't stand it anymore. Although she didn't know why the Heavenly Master asked her to follow Master Yifan, looking at the scene in front of her, she really couldn't bear to stand by and watch, even though this was in Dongyue.

, but this is a living person after all!

"Can I go try it?"

Watching the child calm down for a while and then convulsing again, his foaming at the mouth and terrifying screams made people think he was possessed by a ghost.

"Saint, you'd better not go..."

One of the monks, who looked very mature, was stopped by Master Yifan before he could finish his sentence.

The order Master Yifan received was only to take the saint to participate in daily prayer work, but no matter what decisions the saint made, he could not intervene.

Li Yuezhu rolled up his sleeves and approached the boy who was still foaming at the mouth. The boy seemed to be in pain. His face was ferocious, his body was trembling, and his screams were harsh.

Li Yuezhu took out a few pills from somewhere. These were the pills she just bought from the shopping system to treat epilepsy. Li Yuezhu didn't expect that these pills were not cheap either. Looking at the child's condition, Li Yuezhu didn't.

After no time to hesitate, he stuffed the medicine into the child's mouth, asked for a bowl of holy water from Lingxiao Palace, and poured it into the child.

A disease like this cannot be cured by taking medicine. Although the child did not see immediate effects after taking the medicine, he recovered after a while.

In fact, the parents who were tired of life didn't have much hope. If the Heavenly Master took action, they would definitely think that the medicine would cure the disease. Even if Master Yifan took action himself, they would not be so doubtful.

"Who is this?"
Chapter completed!