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Chapter 652 The Mystery of the Sky Eye 2

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    ¡° One of the men knew that Yan¡¯s father had gone out to do business, and Yan¡¯s mother and their daughter were the only ones at home.

    And they had just heard that the little girl from the Yan family had cursed the Tu family man to death, so they wanted to follow him and take a look.

    But I didn¡¯t expect to see the mistress of the Yan family.

    "Hey, I heard that this woman was married by that boy Yan Jun from the town. Look, she is different from the women in our village!" A man said to the brother next to him.

    "That's not true. I think these girls are pretty pretty, and the girl they gave birth to is pretty good too!" another agreed.

    "Yes, yes, I've seen that little girl before. She's so pretty, white and tender."

    The few people were talking and talking nonsense together.

    But the woman walking in front of a few people was very angry, with a trace of anger flashing in her eyes, and she stared at the woman standing in front of the courtyard door.

    Yan Wanxi, who was standing aside, suddenly felt something was wrong and wanted to remind her, but as soon as she opened her mouth, her eyes blurred.

    She saw the few people who wanted to cause trouble for Yan¡¯s mother, and they all fell to the ground unconscious.

    Just when Yan Wanxi felt a little weird, she happened to catch a glimpse of a white figure out of the corner of her eye.

    Yan Wanxi turned her head and saw a monk, wearing a red cassock. He was looking at the people on the ground kindly, and said the Buddha's name to Yan's mother: "Amitabha, donor, I want to go to my house."  Can I ask for a drink of water?"

    Mother Yan looked at the people on the ground, feeling a little trembling in her heart. She did not answer the monk's question, but pointed at the people on the ground and asked, "Are they okay?"

    The monk smiled gently at her and said, "It's nothing, I just fainted."

    Mother Yan was relieved when she heard that they were okay, and then she said to the monk: "Master, do you want to drink water?"

    The monk smiled and nodded.

    Mother Yan invited the people into the courtyard, and then had the door closed. Anyway, the place where those people fainted was far away from their home, and she couldn't control it.

    Thinking of this, Yan¡¯s mother hurriedly asked her servants to make a pot of good tea for the monk.

    The monk took the tea, took a sip, and then said with a smile: "Does the donor have a daughter at home?"

    As soon as Yan¡¯s mother heard the monk mention her daughter, she became a little wary. Just as she was about to deny it, she saw her daughter, who was still crying just now, running into the lobby without knowing it.

    The little girl whispered to Yan¡¯s mother: ¡°Mom, I¡¯m hungry¡±

    When Yan's mother saw her daughter coming out, she glanced at the monk subconsciously. Seeing that the monk just looked at her daughter with a faint smile, she couldn't help but frown and said to her daughter: "When you are hungry, go to Aunt Yun to cook for you. Mom, here is  There are guests here.¡±

    The implication is to let her leave as soon as possible.

    But before she could leave, the monk waved to the little girl and said, "Come here."

    Yan¡¯s mother wanted to stop it, but for some reason, she just couldn¡¯t speak.

    The little girl also blinked her big eyes, came to the monk's side, and shouted in a sweet and waxy voice: "Hello, uncle."

    He doesn¡¯t look afraid of life at all.

    The monk responded and said the Buddha's name. Then he put his hands on the little girl's eyes and muttered something.

    At this time, Yan¡¯s mother seemed unable to see the scene in front of her, her eyes were dull.

    After the monk finished reciting, he took a long breath and said: "It should be yours, and it will be yours when the time comes. If it is not yours, it is useless for you to come, and it will only add to the troubles."

    ¡°Today I drank your tea, so I¡¯ll help you¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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