She's a real daughter and she's telling people's fortunes again

"Donor Nangong, don't worry about crying for now. Tell Donor Chen the situation quickly."

"Otherwise, even if he wants to help you, he won't be able to do it."

The little monk on the side kept breathing heavily, with sweat pouring down his face, and his old cassock was wet with sweat.

He ran all the way here with Chen Pingan. Although the distance from Nanshan Temple to here is only two miles, it is still too long for a child under ten years old.

After being reminded by the little monk, Nangong Qingyu calmed down and told Chen Pingan what happened while sobbing.

Half an hour ago, Nangong Qingyu had just finished cooking dinner and helped her grandma to the dining table. This dilapidated home welcomed a guest after a long absence.

An uninvited guest.

The person who came was none other than Su Jie.

After he was injured by Chen Ping'an, he couldn't swallow the bad breath, so he returned to the family and told all this to his grandmaster-level grandfather, Su Yuan.

The Su family has a single lineage, and Su Jie has been doted on since he was a child. Therefore, Su Yuan was furious after learning that his grandson was injured.

However, at that time, Chen Ping'an was attending the martial arts competition held by Nanshan Temple. Even though the Su family was powerful in Anyang and Su Yuan, a master at the master level, still did not dare to provoke Nanshan Temple casually, let alone Dare you go to Nanshan Temple to cause trouble on such an important day again.

Then, Su Jie thought of the cause of all this, Nangong Qingyu.

So they sent people to find Nangong Qingyu's home, and took someone to kidnap Nangong Qingyu's grandmother.

And asked Nangong Qingyu to contact Chen Pingan and tell him that if he wanted to save people, he should go to the Su family in person!

"I see, this Su Jie is really a complete trash."

After getting everything, Chen Ping'an's eyes flashed with anger, and his tone became colder.

"Brother, grandma is my only relative. I beg you to save my grandma."

Nangong Qingyu has always been strong. Otherwise, without the company of his parents, he would not have been able to grow up healthily until now.

But today, Nangong Qingyu changed from her normal state and kept sobbing.

In other words, this is how a child should react.

"Don't worry, I will help you rescue grandma."

"We have a deal."

Chen Ping'an gently helped Nangong Qingyu before tears rolled down his eyes, and he promised firmly in his tone.

"All right!"

Nangong nodded solemnly.

She believes that Chen Pingan can do it.

She could only choose to believe Chen Ping'an.

Because her parents have long since disappeared, she has no one to rely on.

"Donor Nangong, things will change if things are too late. Let Donor Chen set off first."

The little monk is very worried about Nangong Qingyu's grandma, not only because Nangong Qingyu, but also because the old man is a rare kind-hearted person.

If such a person was harmed by a thief, Buddha would not agree.

Even if the Buddha agreed, the young monk would not agree.

"Mr. Chen, the Su family is easy to find. Walk east from here, and in half an hour, you will see a luxurious villa built on the mountains and rivers. That is the Su family."

The little monk knew that Chen Pingan didn't know the destination, so he took the initiative to point out the way forward.

"You stay here and take care of her. I'll be back soon."

After Chen Pingan explained something to the young monk, he no longer hesitated, stood up and left.

Worried about the safety of Nangong Qingyu's grandma, Chen Ping'an sped up and flew away like a rainbow!

"Little monk, is worshiping Buddha really useful?"

The little girl stared in the direction Chen Pingan left and asked for no reason.

"Then it depends on what happens."

The young monk responded calmly.

"Pray that my grandma will come back safely."

Nangong Qingyu blurted out.

"It's no longer necessary."

"Because Donor Chen will definitely be able to bring grandma back safely."

The little monk stared at Chen Ping'an's gradually disappearing voice, clasped his hands together, and murmured softly.

"Then pray that those bad guys will be punished!"

Anger appeared on Nangong Qingyu's childish face.

"Donor Nangong, do you know why those monks in Nanshan Temple who are proud of Buddhism and always advise people to do good and refrain from fighting practice martial arts?"

After hearing this question, the young monk did not give an answer, but asked a question.

Nangong Qingyu shook her head, how could she know these things.

"Amitabha."

"Buddha says that when you turn around, you will find a safe place. Monks study Buddhism in order to persuade people to do good and to persuade evil people to turn around."

"And monks learn martial arts in order to send them to see the Buddha when they encounter evil people who don't want to turn back."

The young monk clasped his hands together, recited the Buddha's name piously and silently, and explained with a solemn expression.

Nangong Qingyu seemed to understand something after hearing this.

At the same time, Chen Pingan, who had left the village and headed towards the Su family, met someone who surprised him.

"Mr. Chen, why are you here?"

"Why are you here too?"

Chen Pingan and Song Chufeng asked in unison.

To be honest, Chen Ping'an was surprised.

Because he would always meet Song Chufeng in an inexplicable place.