Chapter 2018

No matter whether the master's real identity is an old monster at God level or a man in the holy land, Meng ran does not dare to automatically spy on him with divine thoughts.

Encounter this kind of old monster, must be, a move bad, lose all game!

Fortunately, this master of Enlightenment has never looked at Meng ran from beginning to end. He should not have noticed Meng Ran's previous prying.

At this time, Master Lu, who had finished writing the character "Lu", took a few breaths and dried the ink on the straw paper, and the font was completely set.

Master liaowu ignored the puzzled eyes and handed the paper with the character "Lu" to the old woman.

The old woman still has a dull expression. She came to Lingyun temple to burn incense for her long lost grandson.

Unexpectedly, I heard that Master Wu was interpreting her dream, so I took a dead horse as a living horse doctor and wanted to take a chance to see if the master could help her calculate the situation of her grandson.

But now the master of enlightenment gave himself a character of "Lu".

"Master, are you?" The old woman said something uncertain. Master Liwu is famous. How dare you question him? Can't you take this word and leave?

But who knows, the realization is serious said: "your grandson has died."

This sentence has just landed, can be said to be a stone to stir up thousands of waves, the crowd can not help but an uproar.

Even Meng ran, who was waiting on one side, was also puzzled.

Meng ran can be sure that the master has never used any magic power just now.

Therefore, he judged whether a person was alive or dead, only relying on one word?

Meng ran looked at the master with a strange face.

"Isn't he a liar?"

Meng ran wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh. He was on guard for a long time. He thought he was a big monk who transformed the old monster into a God. But he was just a trickster?

At the thought of his caution, Meng ran was speechless

"Master, how on earth did you calculate that his son was dead? Can you tell us something about it? " The tourists who originally believed in Wu could not help doubting.

However, he was very famous in Lingzhou. No one dared to question it. He had to ask him to explain the reason politely.

Pointing to the character "Lu" on the straw paper, he asked, "Lu is originally a pictograph. Do you know what its original character is?"

"Hieroglyphs? I don't know Does anyone know? "

People looked at each other in awe, and even a few intellectuals with college degrees were also at a loss.

Even Su Fangfei and song Shuling shake their heads.

At this time, Meng Chang'an, who had been silent all the time, suddenly opened his mouth: "it's the spine, the spine."

All of a sudden, people's eyes fell on the talented man of Chang'an. Song Shuling's two daughters looked at Meng Chang'an with a look of worship.

Chang'an talent was staring at some embarrassed, can not help pushing glasses, cover up embarrassment, but a face of curiosity to see.

Meng Chang'an is well-known and has a good understanding of pictographs. However, he did not expect that a Buddhist interpreter could understand pictographs.

"The origin of the pictograph of the character" Lu "is the shape connected by two spines. Therefore, in ancient writing, there is a vertical in the middle of two mouths, which refers to the connection of two ridges. But what about the way it's written now? "

He pointed to the double mouth Lu written on the paper, and then cried out:

"the separation of two mouths means the separation of two ridges! Separation of the two ridges, you must die! So your son died long ago! Report it to the police station! "