"Isn't there a clear deacon when something happens? Find him! The poor monk is really busy! Very busy! Very busy! ”

"What's wrong is your most trusted clearance!"

"Huh?" Abbot Jinggen also began to be confused, and felt confused: "What do you mean? ”

"Literally!"

"What's wrong with him?"

"Big deal! The big thing that requires you to rush back non-stop. ”

The leader of the ruins deliberately looked sloppy, after all, he couldn't be sure that the Pure Root Holding was not involved.

Although it is unlikely that this comic is involved, just in case it is not.

"You don't fool the poor monks here......" Abbot Jinggen obviously still trusts Deacon Jingkong more, but after thinking about it for a while, he feels that it is wrong.

Then he changed his words and said: "Forget it, the poor monk will call and ask." ”

After that, he didn't wait for a long speech again, and the other end of the phone was very direct.

Toot-toot-toot-

"......" Ruin had a long and two faces confused, he looked at the real person of Mingfu, and felt helpless: "He said, he still has to ask ......"

At this time, a familiar ringtone came from the old monk's body.

Well, the classic music that loves madness is something that everyone has heard.

The old monk hurriedly took out his mobile phone - the latest version of Love Crazy.

Looking straight into the ruins' long eyes, he sneaked into his kidneys, which were still alive.

I'm obedient, are the current monks so rich?

"Hey...... Abbot, huh...... Yes, yes......" The old monk looked at everyone, and saw that everyone's eyes were staring at him, which made him a little uncomfortable: "Hold on...... Deacon He ...... He devoured the spirit golem......"

"What ??!!" The exclamation on the other end of the phone was so loud that it had overflowed the receiver: "This abbot will be back soon, and it will be there early tomorrow morning, and you will settle the guests." ”

"Okay......

Toot-toot-toot-

The abbot's side may be really busy, and the speed at which he hung up the phone is once again breathtaking.

The old monk touched the non-existent sweat on his forehead, and respectfully greeted the ruins and others: "Abbot Jinggen will arrive early tomorrow morning, if you don't mind, how many people will stay here for a day?" ”

Ming Fu Zhenren nodded, he had no opinion, at his level of cultivation, the years were long, and they were just drizzles in years, not to mention in days.

The ruin walked up to Chu Xinbai's side, rubbed her head, and was glared at by the latter with his cheeks.

"Hehe...... "Hehe" The leader of the ruins quickly withdrew his hand and laughed twice: "Do you live here or go back to save your mother first?" ”

Chu Xinbai gave him a "you're talking nonsense" look.

"Okay." The chief of the ruins didn't care, he nodded: "The taxi driver is still outside the temple, I'll send you over first, and you can take the car home by yourself in a while, and I will have other things to do after I finish here." ”

"Hmm." The first white jaw head.

Ming Fu Zhenren pushed his apprentice in front of the two, and his uncle smiled: "Let Chen'er send you home, such a young girl is always uneasy." ”

Chu Xin Baihu glanced at him suspiciously, and did not make a sound, indicating acquiescence.

"Okay." The ruin of the thick nerves didn't notice the meaning of Ming Fu Zhenren's smile, and he nodded at Li Yichen: "I'll ask you to take care of it!" ”

"Hmm."

Li Yichen answered, and then took Chu Xinbai to the exit of the temple, and the monks in a circle silently made a way.

Mingfu Zhenren looked at their backs and sighed in his heart: It is not easy to be noble to each other, I just hope that you can hold hands and rely on each other and never give up!