What the monk kept mumbling was not a Buddhist scripture at all, but this sentence!
Weiwei didn't know how long the monk had been saying these words? One year? Five years? Ten years? [
Suddenly, Weiwei felt a huge pain in her heart, and tears burst into her eyes. Her carefully painted makeup was washed away, her nose twitched, and she made a very slight sound.
"Buddha bless Weiwei..." The monk was mid-reading and suddenly listened. He slowly raised his head and "looked" towards the place where the sound had just come out.
Weiwei quickly covered her mouth, stared at the monk with wide eyes. She didn't know if she had caught the monk's attention.
"Who is there?" the monk asked slowly.
Weiwei covered her mouth, not daring to move, and kept breathing very, very slowly.
The monk confirmed that he heard correctly. The sound just now was indeed a twitching nose, as if someone was crying, and it was a woman.
"Who is there?" The monk's voice became stern. Although his body was covered with scars and his eyes were blind, he was still frightening when he became powerful.
Weiwei still didn't speak. She still covered her mouth and stared at the monk with her eyes wide open.
The monk got off the bed with both feet, stood up, and groped towards the place where the sound came from.
Weiwei swallowed, gently raised her steps, and stepped back.
The monk's hands kept touching the air, plucking and waving randomly in the air, hoping to touch something.
But he was disappointed and had nothing.
It's really strange. There was a sound just now. It couldn't be an illusion. Could it be a cat that broke in unintentionally?
Cats sometimes make sounds that sound very much like women, and cats walk silently. Their four flesh pads provide an excellent hiding place for creatures like them. Otherwise, how can they catch mice?
"Maybe it really is a cat." The monk shook his head slightly and said with a wry smile.
Weiwei didn't know why the monk suddenly said such strange words, but of course she couldn't ask.