Zen Master Kuye got Yi Lin's eyes and smiled without saying a word.

"Master, have you sent it here?"

Yi Lin clasped his hands together. Although Zen Master Kuye fooled Yi Lin's childhood playmate Wang Xiaohu away, Yi Lin still respected this Buddhist monk deep down. Every late at night, Yi Lin would always talk with Zen Master Kuye at night. When he thought that Zen Master Kuye was gone in the following days, he was still reluctant to leave.

Zen Master Kuye said lightly to Amitabha Buddha and said with a smile: "I and Xiaohu should go back. The road ahead belongs to Mr. Lin and His Highness the Princess."

The eldest princess was a little unhappy.

But as her identity, it is not easy to pester her, so she stood by with a dark face and remained silent.

"Brother Lin, take care of yourself."

Wang Xiaohu and Yi Lin walked out of Qingniu Village at the same time. Unexpectedly, they were about to part ways just before they came out. This was the first time that Wang Xiaohu felt that things in the world were impermanent and people were separated.

Speaking of being sad, Yi Lin was not very sad, and said with a smile: "The world will end with a banquet."

"Lin Donor, before leaving, I will give you something to the donor. I hope that Lin Donor can see it for me and pity the people."

As he said that, Zen Master Kuye took out a small flat cloth bag from his carry-on bag and handed it to Yi Lin.

Yi Lin weighed it and found that there was a book inside.

"Take?"

Yi Lin shook the small cloth bag and asked.

Zen Master Kuye did not hide it, and in front of others, he said the objects in the cloth bag: "Qingming Mantra, the introduction to Dali Temple to practice Buddhism. A little practice can allow the donor of the forest to clear his mind and ambitions and add icing on the cake when practicing. This is not a profound secret method, so donor of the forest should not be disliked."
Chapter completed!