Di Yunxi frowned and bit her lower lip, "Master, if you don't explain it, I won't pay." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The sloppy monk raised his eyebrows, looked Di Yunxi up and down with a pair of small eyes, and then closed his eyes and muttered to himself, as if he was silently reciting Buddhist scriptures. But Di Yunxi, who was standing in front of the sloppy monk, turned blue again, while Xu Yanshan hid his face and smiled, looking like he was watching a good show, but the little monk behind the sloppy monk was red-faced and embarrassed, so he simply closed his eyes and recited Buddhist scriptures to calm his mind.

"Master, how can you do this! You tell others clearly when you tell them, why can't you tell me clearly! Di Yunxi blushed and said to the sloppy monk angrily, the unruly meaning in his words was unintentional.

The sloppy monk raised his eyelids, glanced at Di Yunxi from the corner of his eye, pursed his lips, and chirped, "Wear it...... So gorgeous, this quality should be top-grade. But why is he so stingy, he refuses to pay even five cents. Sure enough, the richer the person, the more he slammed the door, and the iron rooster didn't pull out a hair," the sloppy monk didn't answer Di Yunxi, but kept complaining, and his little eyes kept looking Di Yunxi up and down, and his voice was louder than before, and almost everyone present heard it.

The corners of the mouths of everyone present twitched, and they were speechless! This sloppy monk just looked like a high-ranking monk, how could he become a ...... in a blink of an eye A ruffian peddler? This look, this look, is simply the dissatisfaction and indignation of the hawker who said on the side, but the buyer saw it and did not buy it. It is estimated that the old monk was not reciting Buddhist scriptures just now, but complaining that Di Yunxi did not pay for the fortune telling, no wonder Di Yunxi's face turned blue when he heard it, and the little monk was red and ashamed when he heard it.

"Master......" Di Yunxi stomped on her jade feet, and her face turned a little blue. The sloppy monk was unreasonable to himself and verbally insulted. In front of so many acquaintances, not to mention that the Emperor of Nanning was also here, he even said these words mercilessly! Isn't this sloppy monk a little impatient? Di Yunxi glanced at the sloppy monk coldly, the cold was like a knife, as if he wanted to chop people to death.

In the face of the cold light cast by Di Yunxi, the sloppy monk just smiled, as if he didn't notice, squinted his eyes and continued to hum and chirp, "Don't give money, I want to speak from the poor monk!" If you don't give money, get out of the way for the poor monks! Don't stop the old monk from making money. When he said the last sentence, the sloppy monk grabbed the brush on the table, and poked the tip of the pen on the inkstone, and the whole tip of the pen spread out in all directions like a budding flower, and a black ink flower quietly bloomed, exuding a strong ink fragrance and a bookish atmosphere. The sloppy monk's right hand holding the brush was raised violently and shot forward quickly.

In front of him was Di Yunxi, at this time, Di Yunxi's face was pale, the green tendons on her forehead were bursting up, the jade hand hidden under the sleeve was tightly held, and the knuckles were faintly white, as if she was trying her best to suppress her anger, but her eyes were staring at the sloppy monk, as if she was going to devour the sloppy monk alive in the next second. When the black ink flowers blooming at the tip of the pen quickly shot at her, her pupils shrank suddenly, and her face turned pale instantly. She could imagine the end of being made fun of by the ink on her face, her beautiful face becoming ugly. No...... She cried out in her heart. When the tip of the pen was only ten centimeters away from her, her jade hand also grabbed the tip of the pen stained with ink! At this time, her delicate face became extremely hideous, her beautiful eyes were cold, her eyes looked coldly at the pen that was being held, at the jade hand that was stained with ink, and then the corners of her mouth turned up slightly...... A shallow smile was revealed, with madness and ferocity in it. The jade hand holding the tip of the pen twisted, and there was a crisp sound of 'pop', and the tip of the pen slipped from Di Yunxi's palm......

The tip of the pen fell between Di Yunxi's hideous face and the half-squinted eyes of the sloppy monk, and due to inertia, the tip of the pen bounced a few times on the table before lying quietly on the table.

"Amitabha." The sloppy monk kept looking at Di Yunxi, until he saw the smile on the corner of her mouth, he slowly closed his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were covered with wrinkles.

Di Yunxi took out a piece of silver from his arms expressionlessly, slammed it on the table, and snorted coldly, "Don't look for it!" He turned around and walked away.

Xu Yanshan chuckled, glanced at the sloppy monk noncommittally, and left with Xiao Rusheng.

It wasn't until everyone had left that the sloppy monk opened his eyes, happily grabbed a silver ingot on the table, and bit it to the corner of his mouth, "Really, hehe...... If you want to make a lot of money, you have to do it! ”

"Uncle Shi..... What did the female benefactor of the fortune teller mean by tomorrow? I looked at the donors present, and everyone's faces showed puzzlement. The little monk looked at the sloppy monk a little speechlessly, Uncle Shi is good at everything, but he is greedy for money, sleep, and food. It's just that the little monk has one thing missing, that is, lazy! The sloppy old monk is extremely lazy, otherwise he wouldn't have taken a bath every five years, but the little monk has been around the sloppy old monk for a long time, and even the sloppy old monk is used to the smell, and it has reached the point of smelllessness!

The sloppy old monk knocked on the little monk's bald head, threw down a sentence with a look of disdain, and left the little monk. "Do you know what you're going to do tomorrow?" The little monk scratched his bare head and looked at the sloppy monk with a confused expression. "Today is tomorrow, and for you tomorrow, tomorrow is today, and then tomorrow, today, tomorrow, today...... You never know what tomorrow will be like, who you will meet, what will happen to you, what you will do, what you will do, or you will die...... Tomorrow is the abbreviation of the future. As he spoke, the sloppy monk also left, leaving only the little monk alone, touching his bare head, groaning with a deep face, as if he was still thinking about the sloppy monk's words.

"Uncle Shi, I still don't understand......" The little monk thought for a long time, and finally raised his bare head, and asked the uncle next to him with a confused face. But when he raised his head, his surroundings were already empty, so there was still the figure of a sloppy monk? "Strange, when did Uncle Shi leave? It's really strange today, Uncle Shi didn't sleep and took the initiative to run out of the meditation room, and inexplicably pushed me away and said that he wanted to tell the hexagram, but it didn't count for a while, why did he just leave? The little monk muttered as he began to pick up the broken pens that had fallen on the table, and the ink-stained tabletop.

The sloppy monk on the way back to the house stepped on the dirt road and walked with his hands tied in the wind. At this time, he did not have the obscenity and carelessness just now, but showed the demeanor of a wise man. This woman, the poor monk can't see through it...... Thinking of the sloppy monk in the bright red dress, he couldn't help but sigh, and the back of his head shook his head and drifted away...... (To be continued.) )