Gu Han frowned and said nothing.

>

Change to before.

He thought that the old monk was playing tricks again, but now that he had learned all kinds of things...he suddenly realized that maybe the monk's words were not a quarrel with him, but that he might actually have seen him!

Bodhisattva.

Immortal Buddha.

A one-time relationship... The more he learned, the more curious he became about the monk's origins.

"Dare to ask the master."

He looked solemn and asked, "When did you meet?"

"I don't remember."

"Where did you meet?"

"I don't remember either."

"master."

He was speechless and said, "How many things do you remember?"

The monk didn't answer.

He extended a finger again.

Gu Han "..."

He understands.

I don't remember it at all.

He looked suspicious and said, "Master, you don't even remember your name."

"..."

The monk did not answer or avoid talking, but looked at the Bodhi seed in his hand and fell silent.

"There is no way."

After a moment, he said softly, "In this life, a poor monk has no father or mother, no name, no surname, no worries, no desires, no pursuits..."

Gu Han "???"

"Master, if you talk like that again, don't blame me for falling out with you!"

"It's just the truth."

Seeing that Gu Han's face turned dark again, the monk said helplessly, "If the donor doesn't mind, just call me Poor Monk Yumu."

"Elm?"

Gu Han was confused after hearing this and thought the name was too weird.

"good."

The monk smiled and glanced over the bodhi seed. There was a bit of sadness in his voice, "Someone once said that I have an elm-brained brain that is not enlightened."

Say it.
Chapter completed!