"Hmm." The silent Ming Fu Zhenren on the side also spoke: "It's time to let the Pure Root Abbot give an explanation." ”

Hearing this, the old monk finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Real people know that the poor monk really has no intention of shirking. ”

Mingfu Zhenren smiled, and he beckoned to the ruins: "Is there a phone number from the abbot of Jinggen?" ”

Suddenly Q arrived, the ruins were stunned for a long time, he took out his mobile phone uncertainly, and flipped through the address book: "Yes, yes!" ”

As he spoke, he dialed the phone, and after getting through, he handed the phone to Mingfu Zhenren.

On the other end of the phone, Abbot Jinggen took a while before answering the phone.

"A long ruin? What are you looking for a poor monk? ”

"It's me!" Mingfu Zhenren spoke in a deep voice.

Abbot Jinggen did not speak for several seconds, as if he was discerning the owner of the voice.

"Mingfu real person?"

"Not bad! Long time no see, how are you lately? ”

"It's okay......" Abbot Jinggen replied a little cautiously, and people who hadn't crossed paths for a long time suddenly contacted him......

Want to borrow money???

Thinking of this, the abbot of Jinggen clutched his purse and said, "Poor...... The poor monk has no money! Recently, money is tight, and real people want to borrow money, please find someone else!! ”

“……”

Ming Fu Zhenren's eyebrows jumped, and he was very puzzled in his heart, did he look so much like a person who was short of money?

"I'm in the Pure Spirit Temple, when will you return?"

"What?" The other end of the phone exclaimed, and then muttered in a low voice: "I borrowed all the money to the nest, this is too exaggerated!" ”

“！！！” A real person.

There are commits every year, and there are many of them today!

He took a deep breath, and sure enough, this kind of comic ratio needed to be communicated.

After all, the topic of comic and comic should be interconnected.

Mingfu Zhenren threw the phone back into the long hand of the ruin, and said in a sullen voice: "You come!" ”

"Oh......" The ruins didn't know why, but he still picked up his phone and looked serious: "Moxi Moxi!" ”

“？？？” Abbot of the net root.

Suddenly a voice changed, and he was obviously a little unresponsive: "Moximoxi? ”

The ruin chief still looked serious: "Yours, come back quickly, something happened in the temple, otherwise you will die!" ”

"What's wrong?" Abbot Jinggen was very suspicious, and he tightened his purse again: "Don't think that you can borrow money as soon as you go out of the ruins, those who dare to lend you money in the cultivation realm are all Hanhan!" ”

"It's not about money!"

"Poor monks don't believe in ......"

Abbot Jinggen was immersed in his own world and couldn't extricate himself, and his head suddenly flashed, "Huh? No, 95 years ago, did you pay back the money you borrowed from the poor monks! ”

Hearing this, the ruins jumped two feet high: "Are you a goldfish memory?" I've been paying it back a long time ago, don't try to be a scoundrel! ”

"Hehe, isn't this just confirmation!" Abbot Jinggen scratched his head, and his smile was full of emptiness: "Then since it's not a matter of borrowing money, the poor monk hangs up, and the poor monk is busy here!" ”

"Huh...... Wait a minute......"

Toot-toot-toot-

The ruin listened to the busy tone on the phone, looking confused.

He glanced at Ming Zhenren, who gave him a "don't look at me, please keep calling" gesture.

The ruins pursed their lips for a long time, and could only dial the phone again.

This time, Abbot Jinggen picked up quite quickly, and his words began to reveal a trace of impatience: "What the hell are you doing?!" ”。

The ruins also showed a little anger, and his tone rose a little: "Did you understand what I said about the accident in your temple?" ”