The Divination

"Hey, it's not ...," the middle-aged monk was about to speak when he was interrupted.

"Liao Wu." The Abbot opened his mouth and shook his head slightly towards him, signalling that he didn't need to say much.

The middle-aged monk was stunned, and after glancing at the Abbot, he looked towards the little girl shaking the divination lots, the bamboo sticks rattling as she shook it up and down her hand, the crisp sound echoing in the hall, one sound after another.

The Abbot also walked forward, quietly stood aside and watched.

After a long time, a bamboo stick fell to the ground, and the shaking also stopped. Yue'er was extremely pleased with herself as she trotted forward with a smile on her face to pick the stick up.

"Little Benefactor, This Monk will come and interpret it for you!" The Abbot stepped forward with a kind smile on his face, using an honorific words.

"Mmm, her yu go~."