2016: C2016 Comprehending an Illustrator

C2016 Comprehending an Illustrator

Under the old locust tree, there was a long willow table covered with a layer of red cloth.

There was nothing strange on the wooden table. There was only an inkstone table, a brush, and a few blank pieces of paper.

Meng Ran was slightly stunned when he saw this scene. Weird. The people of the Secret Sect of Buddhist League are used to predict people's future by drawing lots, aren't they?

In his past life, although Meng Ran was the Immortal Sovereign Tairan who dominated the Star Universe and had unparalleled magic strength, there were thousands of Dao techniques in the Star Universe . Anyone who reached the peak of the Dao could step into the peak of the Immortal Dao.

Even Immortal Sovereign Tairan had his own inadequacies.

This Divination Divination Art was Meng Ran's weakness.

Because Meng Ran had always believed that he was invincible in the present world. He was confident that he could use his fists to crush all the fake evil creatures and deduce a technique. In Meng Ran's eyes, this was just a trick, not worth mentioning at all.

But even so, because he had a lot of connections with the Nine Heavens Buddhist Region, Meng Ran had some understanding about the deduction technique of the Secret Sect.

Whether it was on Earth or in the Buddhist Region of Star Universe , the Buddhist way of deducing good fortune and misfortune mostly relied on the method of drawing lots.

For example, drawing lots at the top, drawing lots at the bottom, drawing lots at the top, or at the bottom, drawing lots at the top, or at the top, drawing lots at the top, or at the bottom, drawing lots at the top.

But this Enlightened Master, there was no sign on the table at all. This was the first time Meng Ran had seen someone from the Buddhist League who did not need to draw lots to derive good fortune and misfortune.

Looking at Enlightened Master who was sitting at the table, no matter how Meng Ran looked at him, he had a feeling that he couldn't put his finger on it.

Strange?

Inscrutable and unfathomable?

It didn't seem appropriate. Furthermore, Meng Ran felt as if he had seen him somewhere before, as if he had interacted with him before.

When these thoughts appeared in Meng Ran's mind, even he felt baffled.

This person was wearing an old monk robe. The old monk had a scar on his head. He had white eyebrows and no beard, and his face was ordinary. He didn't look special at all.

Even with Meng Ran's photographic memory, he wouldn't be able to remember such an ordinary face.

His lips were slightly moving while he was in the middle of solving a dream for an aunty.

Then, he lowered his head slightly and put his palms together. He said with a kind expression, "Amitabha."

Under the thunderous applause of all the good men and women, the aunty thanked him repeatedly with tears of gratitude. After that, she left with a red face.

Meng Ran crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against a stone pillar. He looked at Liao Wu with interest.

At this moment, an old granny who was past her prime suddenly knelt in front of Liao Wu with a trembling body. She kowtowed and begged.

"I beg Enlightened Master to show mercy and help me calculate whether my poor grandson is alive or dead... Wuwuwu..."

The old granny who knelt on the ground cried loudly.

Meng Ran's earlobe moved slightly. He thought, life or death unknown? Could it be that he went missing again? This was already the seventh one.

Along the way, Meng Ran had heard about the disappearance of his children six times due to the fact that their fleshly bodies were far superior to ordinary people.

Adding the old lady, there were already seven people missing!

This was definitely not a human trafficker trafficking people, or a form of revenge, murder, or kidnapping!

Meng Ran thought about it and thought to himself: Perfect. I'll take this opportunity to see who this Liao Wu is!

This famous Enlightened Master didn't seem to have any airs. He quickly helped the old lady up and comforted her. In the end, he spoke to his wife.0

"If you want to know whether your grandson is alive or dead, you need to leave a word behind."

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