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When the middle-aged monk saw this, he asked, "Abbot, that divination ..." He could not finish his words because after seeing the Abbot's gaze, it made it hard for him to say all the words he wanted to ask.

"Liao Wu, you have to forget this matter. You need to know, there are things that are not for you and me to know." He spoke slowly.

"But, if the matter of the Buddha's manifestation is told, our Imperial Temple's incense will definitely be more prosperous, moreover, this is the first time in the last hundred years since the foundation of the Temple that the Buddha has manifested, could it be that this matter will be suppressed just like this?" He spoke sharply, not understanding what the Abbot was really thinking?

"Don't say anything more about this matter." He frowned and glanced at him, saying, "Remember, do not divulge a word of it!" After warning him again, he took a step outside.