Although the old monk was blind, he was able to look towards Feng Yunan's position, which made him a little nervous.
"Thank you, Master Host."
Feng Yunan paused for a moment before speaking again: "What happened to the host master's eyes? Is he injured?"
"Amitabha."
The old monk chanted a Buddhist name, and then answered Feng Yunan's words: "I feel that I have seen too much with my own eyes and have been blinded by the illusions of the world, so I pierced my own eyes to enlighten my mind. I hope that in the future I will no longer be entangled in superficial illusions, but see through the truth."
The old monk's words seemed to have a hidden meaning. He had seen through too much, and his eyes were deceived by illusions, so he pierced his own eyes to see through the truth.
These words seemed to have a hidden meaning. Could it be that the old monk had already guessed his identity and purpose of coming here
Although Feng Yunan thought so, the other party did not make it clear, and Feng Yunan would not be stupid enough to reveal his identity.
Let’s first see whether this old monk is an enemy or a friend.
"I really don't understand what the host master said. What truth and illusion are you talking about?"
Hearing Feng Yunan's words with a hint of smile, the old monk also laughed: "I have already guessed who the donor is and why he came here, but I will not tell anyone. I just want to tell you that this is his own calamity, and he can only solve it by himself. Whether he succeeds or fails, it is all up to fate. Others cannot get involved."
After hearing what the old monk said, Feng Yunan was sure that the old monk had really guessed their identities and the purpose of their visit. But what did the old monk mean by this? Was it Hui Wu's calamity? Others were not allowed to participate? Then what about their Feng family? Were they the ones who had to die in order for Heaven to fulfill Hui Wu's calamity
"Master, if you know the purpose of my coming, why do you say so? Could it be that the more than one hundred lives of my people are just a disaster for Huiwu? What about us? What about our lives? What do they count for?"
Feng Yunan's sobbing voice made the old monk look reluctant. He moved his lips a few times, but still couldn't bear to tell the truth.
"Old monk, you don't have to pretend to be merciful! It is said that monks are compassionate, but in order to help your disciple survive the disaster, you actually used more than a hundred lives to pave the way for him! Do my people owe you anything?"
"Amitabha, I know I am sorry for what happened to you, the donor. But the secret cannot be revealed. You will know what is destined later."
"Fate? What a fate! Does a fate require more than a hundred lives to be fulfilled? What a compassionate monk! What a fate!"
When Feng Yunan heard the word "fate" in the old monk's words, he could no longer hold back his anger.
With just one sentence of fate, he could watch over a hundred people from the Feng family die! With just one sentence of fate, he could let his loved ones die? Why? Isn't it said that monks must have a sense of responsibility? Why is it so cruel? Watching over a hundred people from the Feng family die tragically
Feng Yunan closed his eyes and held back the grief in his heart. Even though he wanted to kill this hypocritical monk to avenge himself, he couldn't! He couldn't alert the enemy! Besides, there were other clansmen around him, and his cousin was waiting for him to report back, so he couldn't act rashly and kill this hypocritical monk directly!