Ye Zhen was shocked, staring in disbelief at the fat monk in front of her, he was a bit of a con man.
"You only figured out half."
Jue Chen stared at her closely, and suddenly laughed. He suddenly grabbed Ye Zhen's wrist, which startled her. She always felt that the old monk's laughter was particularly lewd, and she quickly withdrew her hand: "What are you doing?"
"Borrowing a body to resurrect?" Jue Chen stroked his beard and murmured: "Interesting, really interesting."
Ye Zhen jumped in shock, suddenly standing up: "Old monk, what... what do you know?"
"All phenomena are empty, only cause and effect are not empty, you will understand later, you are fortunate to have benefactors." Jue Chen said with a smirk.
Thinking of something, he suddenly said, "You are friends with the girl who copies sutras, aren't you? I was wondering why you look familiar, you always squat outside my Yue Lao Hall and sneak a peek, you have nothing better to do, do you?"