The monk put his palms together and said, "Amitabha, I'm sorry, I'm just telling the truth. Although I can't figure out what you mean, I can assure you that Your Abbotship of the Hu Temple can answer your questions."
"Since you have your own difficulties, I won't disturb you. Take care." Zhang Song turned around and left without looking back. The monk watched Zhang Song's back as he left, until he disappeared at the corner not far away. He then said calmly, "We're in a marriage, and we'll accompany each other. On the Stone of Three Life, we'll be bound by fate. I'm alone, betraying the family, and my true love is a long-lasting beauty..." Then he sighed and turned to enter the house.
Zhang Song, who had disappeared, leaned against a wall. His right hand clenched into a fist, but his eyes
