Zhen Zidemon smiled: "Only people who drink too much vinegar will emit this sour taste!"

Yan Qingrui glanced at him: "You just drink vinegar, your whole family drinks vinegar!"

Zhen Zidemon scratched his bald head and said: "The poor monk is the only poor monk in the whole family, and the poor monk never drinks vinegar!"

Yan Qingrui said: "I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!"

Zhen Zidemon smiled deeply and said, "Don't you know that those who go up the mountain half a month before the opening of the altar will be disqualified from being destined to be a person?"

Yan Qingrui said casually: "It's not the first time I've come up, if I'm not qualified, I'm not qualified, and I didn't believe it originally!"

Zhen Zidemon made a grinning grimace and said, "Why are you scolding people to your face?"

Yan Qingrui sneered lightly: "I'm talking about the Void Cloud Monk. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Also, how do you know that the god stick is a curse?" "When I first met him, didn't he quite like the word god stick?

Zhen Zidemon pouted and said, "Looking at your expression, I know it's not a good word." However, we monks are emptiness, emptiness is color, existence is nothingness, and nothing is existence, so if you scold, you will not scold. Don't you really want a sign, it's very smart!"

Yan Qingrui didn't believe it, Zhen Zidemon was a person in the Bodhi Temple, he said Ling, she wanted to believe it, it also seemed that she was too idiot, not to mention, Zhen Zidemon himself was a big god, and his words had no credibility in the first place.

But when she thought about it like this, Yan Qingrui felt a little weak in her heart, this magic stick is a bit famous, and she can tell her origin in one bite.

Although he didn't say it, and he didn't seem to mean it, she originally wanted to ask him if she could go back in shock, but when she thought that he was so unreliable, it seemed that she couldn't have much hope, so she extinguished that idea at that time.

Zhen Zidemon probably also found out that his credit in Yan Qingrui's place had gone bankrupt, so he changed the topic and said, "What are you doing in the temple in broad daylight?"

Yan Qingrui thought for a while and said, "Is there an empty Zen courtyard on the mountain where pilgrims can stay overnight?"

Zhen Zidemon snorted lightly and said, "You are underestimating the Bodhi Temple, how can you say that it is also a royal temple, it is everything, an empty Zen temple, of course...... Nope!"

Yan Qingrui: "......"

Zhen Zidemon said righteously: "Do you really think that our monks are so poor? Although the monks are a little poor, they will not let the Zen temple be empty, so there must be tables, chairs, futons or something." ”

Yan Qingrui: "......"

Why did she have the urge to strangle this monk?

This guy is a good person who doesn't talk to him, it's just maddening.

Zhen Zidemon successfully saw Yan Qingrui's depressed expression, he smiled proudly, that smile was very worldly, no different from a ruffian, he said, "Do you want to spend the night?"

Yan Qingrui said: "Hmm!"

Zhen Zidemon stretched out his hand: "Bring it!"

Yan Qingrui said, "What?"

"Silver, don't you want silver in your inn?"

Yan Qingrui: "......"

She rolled her eyes and said, "Aren't the monks all empty? Isn't color emptiness, emptiness is color, existence is nothingness, and non-existence is existence? What more money do you want?"

Zhen Ziyou's outstretched hand retracted, scratched his head, and said, "It seems to be like this." Well, if you don't give, I'll give you. ”

He suddenly shouted, "Enlightenment!"

Yan Qingrui was startled.

At this time, I saw a yellow-clothed monk in his thirties outside the hall walking in quickly and bowing to Zhen Zidemon with his hands together.