Clothed in a monk's robe, tall and robust, with clear brows and bright eyes, his lips were red and teeth were white.
Gazing upon another monk carrying a massive knapsack, not far from upstream of the stream, Lu Fei's heart skipped a beat. The charisma denoted by the monk's appearance was just like the Buddhist Scripture Seeker of his memories, and he blurted out unwittingly: "Monk Tang…"
But he had barely begun.
Lu Fei immediately regretted his words, and quickly suppressed the last character of the name.
Lu Fei's sudden outburst.
Startled the monk fetching water not too far away. A smile crept onto the monk's face before he stood up. He put his hands together in respect and walked over to Lu Fei, saying, "It's a pleasure to meet you…"
"It indeed seems fateful to meet you in these desolate hills and valleys."
Even though this was their first meeting.
