The monk dressed in gray linen, holding a Zen staff, tall and thin, seemed to be in his last years, but his eyes flashed with shrewdness, which made Mu Qing instinctively vigilant.

"Donor, our abbot is invited, can you take a step to speak." The old monk bent his body and said politely to Mu Qing.

Mu Qing hesitated for a second when he saw the scene in front of him, and his mind instantly thought of the prison tower......

"Wheel of Fortune" Chapter 100 The temple is hitting with his hand, please wait a moment,

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