"Ye Fan, are you okay!" Wang Yunxuan glanced at the old monk like Maitreya Buddha opposite with a complaint, and then hurriedly stepped forward to take Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's pig's feet also fell into the eyes of the two, I rub it, this Nima is even more crippled than the legendary heavenly crippled feet.

"Master, isn't this reasonable?" Zheng Tao frowned, very unhappy in his heart, Ye Fan was able to come here to help or because of his face, but he was injured by an old monk, this is simply a slap in the face.

Wang Yunqian was even more angry, like a tiger protecting a calf, and glared angrily: "Monk, you have such a heavy hand, you are still a monk!"

The head of the talk is the way, and the old monk's face is red, I don't blame me, he insisted on kicking it over, I just blocked it slightly!

It's even more resentful than Dou E.

"Xiaoyou, I'm sorry, it's the poor monk who is overdone, and the poor monk apologizes to you here. The old monk was also embarrassed, Ye Fan was still his own fault in the end, so he simply apologized to Ye Fan.

"Don't don't, master, don't you look down on me!" Ye Fan was not happy, like a stubborn cow, he stood up straight, and he didn't even feel his feet hurt at this moment!

Old Monk: ........

Ye Fan said: "If you apologize to me, you look down on me!"

Forehead... The two people next to them were stunned, what kind of logical order is this?

Ye Fan waved his hand, stepped forward and put his arm on the old monk's shoulder, hooked his shoulders and said: "The two of them don't know the truth, what are you apologizing, I said that I don't need to apologize, I don't need to apologize, come and come..... Slam the door and talk as you walk!"

Wang Yunxi: .......

Zheng Tao: ........

Even the old monk who was forcibly pulled away by Ye Fan was speechless for a while.

Zheng Tao's cheeks twitched twice, and he said questioningly: "Does he have something to ask the old monk for help?"

Wang Yunqian expressed her full agreement, although she doesn't often see Ye Fan's treacherous face, she still has a certain understanding!

Then his face changed and he looked at the backs of the two leaving, and said in horror: "He.... He wouldn't really want to be this monk's apprentice, would he?"

"It's possible!" Zheng Tao sighed twice and nodded.

"This is not good, this is not good!" Wang Yunxuan, who was pale, shook her head and walked towards the door, acting as if her home was on fire.

......

"Old monk, don't say that in advance, let you taste my craftsmanship first, I am known as the Little Kitchen God of the Three Realms, and I will keep it for you to eat once and remember it for a lifetime!"

Ye Fan put his right hand on the old monk's shoulder, and while talking boastfully, he looked at his bare head, and he was still amazed.

"Tsk, old monk, how did you shave your head, why is it so smooth?"

When the old monk heard this, he clasped his hands together and smiled: "Little friend, don't just call me Master Puguang." ”

"Master Puguang.... No, no, no, it's better to call the old monk to be kind. Ye Fan smacked his mouth and shook his head to refuse.

Where is the old monk in Puguang, it sounds intimate and smooth.

The old monk shook his head helplessly and said with a smile: "Then it's up to you, you can call it whatever you like!"

The two of them just walked to the front door, and were about to enter the hall when they were stopped by a shout: "Stop!"

Before Ye Fan could turn around, he already felt a cold and piercing cold behind him.... Oh no, it's a few cold, piercing eyes staring at me!

Looking back, in addition to the aunt who was sweeping the floor next to her, a group of women looked at themselves and the old monk next to them angrily, and there was an indescribable fierce light on their faces, as if they wanted to kill people and drink blood.

After hesitating for a moment, the old monk asked suspiciously: "Ye Fan Xiaoyou, why do I feel that they are very unhappy with the poor monks?"

Ye Fan glanced at him and nodded, not only do you feel, but even I feel that they are very unhappy looking at you.

"Mom.... You... What are you doing?" Ye Fan stammered and asked, he hadn't seen the smile on his mother's face for a few years, and the last time he saw this smile, it was when he peeked at Widow Zhao next door taking a bath and then broke three ribs!

Ma Yu thought about the events of the past few days, and then shook his head to make sure that he hadn't peeked at any of the widows taking a bath, not even the little white lotus.

"Don't speak!" Ye Mu walked up with her right hand on her waist, and looked at the old monk next to her angrily, her eyes as if she was about to eat people.

"Uh.... I don't know if this female benefactor ..... "This look is not Ye Fan, even the old monk behind him, who has been through a hundred battles and wanders among women all year round, can't bear it." (Because it's basically women who go to the temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha, don't think about it!)

"Shut up!" Old Mother Ye tore her throat and came for a moment, so frightened that the old monk almost ripped off the white beard on his chin.

Even Ye Fan was so frightened that his body was shocked, and his two eyes were round and looking at his mother.

He knows his mother's temper very clearly, although it's not too violent, but he still has at least politeness to others, right?

What's the situation now, the first time we met, it was anger?

"Old... Mom, you may have misunderstood!" Ye Fan hurriedly took a step forward and stood in front of the trembling old monk.

I didn't expect my mother to be so fierce, this old monk Ye Fan couldn't do it, I didn't expect to be yelled at by my mother and tremble, it seems that my mother has the demeanor of a strong person.

"Misunderstanding? What is the misunderstanding? If I misunderstand, will I go to the temple tomorrow to find you, and take all the scissors for you by the way?"

When Ye Fan heard this, he was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and said with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth: "Mom, do you think that I want to go to the temple with him to be a monk?"

"Nonsense, that's what I told my aunt. Wang Yunqian straightened her proud chest, and looked at the old monk like a hen without showing weakness: "Monk, let me tell you, it is impossible for you to want Ye Fan to be a monk like you, you can dream!"

Forehead.... Well, they misunderstood, they did.

The old monk also lived for the rest of his life, wiped the sweat on his forehead and said with a bitter smile: "You misunderstood, I did want to accept him as an apprentice before, that is because his talent does make Lao Qu very excited, but it is only a disciple of a poor monk, and it has nothing to do with Buddhism." ”

"No, even if that's the case, it won't work, if you let others know that my son has gone to the old monk as an apprentice, then it's okay, anyway, it's not okay, even if you tell me the moon down!" Ye Lao's mother still refuses to forgive, Ye Fan is his sweetheart.

And now they haven't given birth to a son for their old Ye family, how can they let him become a monk!