Thinking of this, she frowned and said, "Are you showing off your power?"
"Sect Master Yang," Fakong slowly shook his head and said, "This can be regarded as a thank you. After all, you made the Jinghui Sect female submissive, which is a great service to the common people."
He picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then signaled to Yang Shuangting.
Yang Shuangting did not pick up the wine glass and sneered: "Don't worry, even though I am a little girl, I will never break my promise. Since I promised to let the Jinghui Sect lie down, I will definitely do it."
Fakong nodded: "Since Sect Master Yang said this, I am relieved."
But Yang Shuangting knew that he didn't trust her at all. He was obviously worried that he would regret it or go against his will.
This made her extremely angry.
No matter how helpless I am, I will not do that kind of thing. If I promise, I will follow it. Fa Kong is judging the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. He looks down on himself!
Fakong raised his chopsticks and pointed at a plate of eight-treasure pork ribs and said with a smile: "Sect Master Yang, please!"
Yang Shuangting did not move and said coldly: "No need, leave."
Fakong smiled and said: "Next time we encounter this situation, how will Zong Yang deal with it?"
Yang Shuangting's slender eyebrows wrinkled.
This is indeed a fatal problem.
This time it’s Zhu Miaoying’s grandmother. Next time, will it be her family or her friends’ turn?
Can you save them yourself?
Fakong smiled and said: "Zong Master Yang, although your martial arts are strong, you are weak and powerless in the face of fate."
Yang Shuangting hummed: "If you have any conditions, tell me!"
"There are no conditions," Fakong smiled and nodded: "Master Yang, you keep your promise, how can I be stingy?"
He took out a string of Buddhist beads from his sleeve and handed them to Yang Shuangting.
Yang Shuangting glanced at it, but did not reach out to take it.
She was obedient, but she heard the threat from Fakong: if she didn't behave honestly, she wouldn't want to be saved by him.
He possesses magical powers. If he doesn't want to save someone, he can just hide out. No one can blame him. He can only blame himself for his poor fate and lack of good fortune.
Just like this time, if he didn't want to save his ancestor, even if he was sent to Shenjing, he wouldn't be there because he had something to do or was in retreat.
In short, there are various ways to avoid it, and it still leaves people speechless. It is difficult to say that he deliberately did not save people.
Because too many people die every day, even if he incarnates into tens of thousands of people, he will never be able to save them, and he cannot be accused of not trying his best.
Fakong smiled and said, "This string of beads is different from the previous one."
"You're not from Yixinzhai, are you?" Yang Shuangting looked at him sideways.
Fakong laughed and said: "This string is my personal belongings, not bought by Yixinzhai...but Yixinzhai's Buddhist beads are indeed well made."
He took out two more bunches from his sleeves and handed them to Yang Shuangting: "Here, here they are. They are really suitable for giving away."
Yang Shuangting hummed, took the previous string of beads, looked at them carefully, and found something unusual.
This string of Buddhist beads has a sense of vicissitudes of life, and you can tell at a glance that it has gone through a long time.
Unlike iron and stone, wood has a weak ability to resist corrosion over time, and will naturally decay or be damaged over time.
Therefore, wooden beads that can be preserved for a long time are definitely not ordinary wood and are very precious.
She raised her head and looked at Fa Kong.
Fakong smiled and said: "If any one of the beads in this string is crushed, I will be able to sense it."
"...Okay." Yang Shuangting's eyes flashed.
She thought of many things in an instant.
Since this string of beads can be sensed by him, it means that he is under his surveillance and can see himself at any time.
But then she thought that even if she had mastered the Taishang Wangji Jing, she still could not block his clairvoyance.
So it doesn’t matter if you have this string of beads or not.
Then why did he insist on giving himself a string of Buddhist beads?
Is it really so that I can greet him at any time and lead him to him so that I can ask him for help?
Is he really so kind?
She had doubts in her heart, but she put the beads on Hao's wrist.
The beads are deep purple, and when reflected against her bright white wrists, they appear even more profound and restrained, solemn and heavy, which is not an ordinary thing.
In fact, this string of Buddhist beads was originally an ordinary red sandalwood bead, but it was later placed in the Kalachakra Pagoda. The passage of time transformed it into the heavy appearance it has today.
There are many strings of Buddhist beads like his, which are kept in the Kalachakra Pagoda and will not be taken out easily. After all, they are already valuable.
Now to give others Buddhist beads, you only need ordinary beads, and then add Buddhist mantras to them.
It doesn’t matter how high the mountain is, if there are immortals, it will be spiritual. And the quality of the beads does not matter, but the Buddha’s mantra blessing them.
Fakong smiled with satisfaction and said: "This one is blessed with the Pure Heart Mantra and the Rejuvenation Mantra, which are different from the previous beads."
"Thank you very much." Yang Shuangting said.
She didn't think Fa Kong had such good intentions. He must have an ulterior motive. It was possible that the beads were a tool to control him.
She knew clearly that Fa Kong had ulterior motives, but she still accepted it and put it on her wrist without any fear.
She was full of fighting spirit.
The Jinghui Sect wants to succumb, but I can fight with Fakong to see how he will deal with me.
Then let’s start with this string of Buddhist beads.
Fakong said: "The poor monk will not disturb Sect Master Yang."
Yang Shuangting originally didn't want to stay any longer and wanted to leave after taking the beads, but after Fa Kong said this, she refused to leave.
Her center of gravity returned to the chair, her graceful body leaned back, and she said calmly: "Master has insight into the future, are there any setbacks in my future?"
Fakong nodded.
Yang Shuangting frowned and looked at him.
Fakong smiled and said: "Zong Master Yang, you are fine, but the friends around you are probably not so good."
"Huh?" Yang Shuangting said solemnly: "Master, please give me some advice."
If it were herself, she could laugh it off.
But when it comes to friends around you, you can't take it lightly.
Fakong said: "That Mr. Qi is not very lucky."
"What will happen to him?" Yang Shuangting asked.
She knew that the person Fa Kong was talking about was Qi Guangjie.
Fakong said: "He will meet an evil master and be killed easily."
Yang Shuangting's jade face sank, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "A master of evil ways?"
Fakong nodded: "A master from Changchun Valley."
Yang Shuangting's face was solemn, a cold air spread around his body, and the temperature suddenly dropped several degrees.
Of course she knows Changchun Valley.
Fakong said: "Master Qi wants to avoid this disaster. Don't come out on the third day, or you have to follow him."
"On the third day..." Yang Shuangting frowned and muttered.
She was thinking about what would happen on the third day. They got together to play, and they didn't play every day.
Instead, we get together every five days.
Under normal circumstances, they would not get together again within three days.
So I really don’t know what he will do on the third day.
"As soon as Mr. Qi died, Miss Zhu..." Fakong shook his head and said, "She finally realized that she liked Mr. Qi, and then she tried every means to get revenge."
Yang Shuangting was thoughtful.
I didn't expect Sister Zhu to really like Qi Guangjie. It was really unexpected. I thought she didn't like her from the look on her face.
It seems that it is really difficult to see through the human heart.
Fakong said: "A month later, Miss Zhu was also killed by the masters of Changchun Valley."
"Who is this master of Changchun Valley?" Yang Shuangting said coldly.
She already had murderous intentions.
Even though she knew in advance that she could avoid this disaster and avoid encountering this Changchun Valley master, she still had the intention to kill.