I really can't see that this black and thin man looks thin and weak, and he can eat it so much. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The expression is simply not too obvious.

Yan Qingrui: "......"

Instantly took 10,000 points of damage, and there is a wood on the back of this pot......

Xiao Er said: "Guest officer, a total of thirty-one two seven dollars and eight cents of silver!"

Yan Qingrui took out a silver ticket of two hundred taels, Xiao Er took it, and went downstairs to make change.

Zhen Zidemon said: "Didn't you say that the two hundred taels are all the money you have?"

Yan Qingrui said: "Yes!"

Zhen Zidemon said: "You lie! You took out another two hundred taels!"

Yan Qingrui said with a smile: "It's the two hundred taels." ”

Zhen Zidemon touched his body, and sure enough, the two hundred taels of silver tickets were gone. He ate so much together, and he still ate his own money.

He rolled his eyes, looked at Yan Qingrui with disdain, and said, "Even the monk is a liar, you are not a good person!"

Yan Qingrui pouted: "There is a fake monk in front of me!"

Zhen Zidemon said angrily: "You are a fake monk, your whole family is a fake monk!"

Yan Qingrui looked at the sky speechlessly, such a monk is not a fake monk, what is it? She wants to fight with him, it is naïve, she changed the topic and said: "Aren't you already full? Can you say it now?"

Zhen Zidemon rolled his eyes and said, "It's all angry with you stinky girl, I almost forgot about it." Let's go, I'll take you somewhere. ”

The place where Zhen Zi Demon took Yan Qingrui was Songfo Temple, a very famous temple in Jinshou County.

When Zhen Zidemon's white clothes fluttered and he walked into the temple in a fairy manner, the monks he saw along the road all saluted him, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and called him "abbot"!

Yan Qingrui said, "Why are you still the abbot here?" Isn't he the abbot of Bodhi Temple?

Zhen Zidemon blinked his eyes and said innocently: "A person is too capable, and it is also a very painful thing. All the Wanyu Halls, Tianqian, respect you as the hall master. That's what you want. But there are also half of the monasteries in Tianqian, and they want to respect me as the abbot, but this is not what I want. What can I do?"

The corners of Yan Qingrui's mouth twitched and twitched, this guy is too capable of pretending.

is obviously so proud that his eyebrows and eyes are smiling, but he still looks like he is too cold from a high place to be embarrassed.

When he arrived at the abbot's meditation monastery, Zhen Zidemon said: "Okay, this place is clean and safe, and no one will eavesdrop on it, what do you want to know? ”

Yan Qingrui didn't believe his words very much, but some questions seemed to be asked to him, she said, "Who are you?"

Zhen Zidemon shook the light of his head, and said proudly: "Poor monk, I am not a human, I am a demon god!"

Yan Qingrui: "......"

Can you still have a good time?

Fortunately, Zhen Zidemon said next: "If the poor monk tells you that the poor monk has been reincarnated for ten lifetimes, but in these ten lifetimes, the memories of the poor monk are all there, do you believe it or not?"

Yan Qingrui shook her head, this monk's words are really unbelievable.

"Then let me tell you, I have some very strange perceptual abilities, I can really know some things that others don't know, I can see some things that others can't, do you believe it or not?"

This can be believed, but it is also quite unbelievable, Yan Qingrui still shook her head, who knows if this monk is running the train with his mouth full, and whether he is lying to her?

Zhen Zidemon looked at her and said, "I want to tell you, I know that you Yan Qingrui is a wisp of soul in the other world, do you believe it or not?"