"Donor, did you just kill the chicken?"
"Killing chickens? I never kill chickens, I only kill people."
"..."
"When did you start to believe in Buddhism?"
"I don't believe in Buddhism, I just believe in you."
Fansheng was picked up by his master and brought back to the temple since he was a child.
When she first met Yan Chen, she thought he was a big pilgrim in the temple, the kind of big pilgrim who was very, very generous. Probably because he was so good-looking, she remembered him for many years.
So when she met him again five years later, she recognized at a glance that he was not the great pilgrim who was impatient but still listened to her read "Emotional Secrets Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Nuwa Empress Have to Tell"!
So she shamelessly stepped forward to make a divination for him.
"Donor, I see you are glorious, handsome, and handsome..."
"?"
"Ahem... You are a man of great wealth and honor. In the future you will surely be a high official, be crowned king and prime minister, have a house full of wives and concubines, and be blessed with endless blessings!"
Yan Chen never believed in karma.
He only believes in the sword in his hand and the power he must hold firmly. He will avenge his revenge by himself and keep his path by himself. What does it have to do with the gods and Buddhas of the gods?
His feet were filled with bones, and his hands were stained with the retributions of the ten evil deeds. In his boundless darkness, a pool of vibrant lotus blossomed.
But he is a person who will go to the eighteenth level of hell even if he dies.
Now he wanted to clean his fingers and reach for the white lotus in front of him.
Gods and Buddhas, if you really appear, all the karma and retribution will be borne by him, and all the merits in the past life are unnecessary, but please bless his girl, safe and smooth, and a long life.
A kind-hearted female disciple of Buddhism x a cold-blooded and sinister young prince
Concept: The story of a lay female disciple of Buddhism who pursues the cold prince