Vixen

Grabbed the escalator, Zheng Manjing walked out of the mystery that had been bothering her.

In front of her, more than a dozen people came together.

They had the residual strength of the Buddha's light on their bodies.

She hurriedly went forward to greet them.

"Hello..." she asked, "I wonder where the Buddha is now?"

These people looked at her, but they all revealed smiles on their faces.

"The Buddha is merciful!" One of them cupped his head, and a shrewd look flashed in his eyes. He chuckled, "He is in the place where he should be. It's fate!"

"Benefactor, I'm afraid you're too late!"

They had already remembered the teachings of the Buddha without heaven.

If they couldn't pluck a single hair to benefit the world, they wouldn't do it. If they knew the world was willing to serve them, they wouldn't do it alone.