The dark green cedars block out the sky and the sun, leaving only sunlight passing through the gaps between the trees, leaving intricate spots of light.
The monk brushed away the withered yellow pine needles on the stone table and said in a clear and gentle voice, "Ajing, the hexagram says that you will eventually be destined for disaster."
The monk in white clothes closed his eyes and sat quietly. After hearing this, he finally raised his eyes and said, "How about this disaster?"
"Beyond time and space, within cause and effect, it is difficult to escape."
"Then I won't run away. Since it's cause and effect, I'll just wait for it to come."
Cool Beauty Suffering & Traveling Through Pippi Shrimp Attack
Intention: Who can tell right from wrong?