Hua Muyue walked in and saw that the old monk with a robe wrinkled like pickles, eight ring scars on his head, and a white beard was not the master of the Lingyin Temple.

"Hiccup..."The old monk hiccuped, the smell of wine, it must have been the old monk who had secretly drunk the wine, and there was no doubt that he was holding a wine jug in his hand.

Hua Muyue and Zhao Huaijin glanced at each other, and they both saw the stunned in each other's eyes.

Hua Muyue suddenly had a wicked smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Master, the wine is spilled." Hua Muyue shouted into the old monk's ear.

The old monk immediately woke up, sat up, and held the wine jug in his arms.

"Hahaha......" Hua Muyue laughed.

Zhao Huaijin looked at Hua Muyue and shook her head helplessly and smiled, the lady was naughty again.

"Donor, don't be kind, deceive the old man." The old monk snorted.

"Master of Void Ringing, do you remember the little girl?" Hua Muyue smiled at the old monk.

"How don't you remember. I just didn't expect the two of you to be together, it shouldn't be. After speaking, the old monk touched his white beard.

Zhao Huaijin's heart suddenly, what do you mean?

"Master, what should I do?" Zhao Huaijin looked at the old monk with stubbornness.

"Everyone has his own fate, and he can't force it." The old monk glanced at Hua Muyue, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Hua Muyue didn't understand their fighting edge, and asked, "Why are you here?" Not in Lingyin Temple. The hosts all ran away. ”

"The old man came here to purify the Dharma. I only got to see the donor because of fate, why don't I give you a signature?"

Hua Muyue's eyebrows skipped a beat when she heard this, for fear that the old monk would tell her soul in front of Zhao Huaijin.

"Don't worry, why don't you rest first?"

The old monk smiled kindly, "After this village, there is no such shop." ”

Hua Muyue was anxious when she heard this, "Ask the master to sign it." ”

"Come with me to the meditation room." The old monk patted his sleeves, and he became serious and had a bit of a monk's taste.

"Master, please understand." Zhao Huaijin handed over a short lot he drew to the old monk.

"Look at the face of the donor, you should be a ruthless person, and this sign indicates that the donor has been stained with love. I'm afraid that the donor will be doomed. ”

"Why?" Zhao Huaijin's heart sank.

The old monk smiled mysteriously, "Heavenly punishment for you to break the marriage!"

Zhao Huaijin's body shook, his back was cold, and a faint guess made him unrelenting.

"Amitabha, good, good!" The old monk clasped his hands together.

"Xianggong, you came out so soon, is it good to sign the document?" Hua Muyue asked curiously.

"Sign up, say that the husband and the lady will play the piano and ming, and grow old together." Zhao Huaijin smiled softly at Hua Muyue, her eyes full of love.

Hua Muyue's cheeks flushed. The old monk smiled mysteriously, "Heavenly punishment for you to break the marriage!"

Zhao Huaijin's body shook, his back was cold, and a faint guess made him unrelenting.

"Amitabha, good, good!" The old monk clasped his hands together.

"Xianggong, you came out so soon, is it good to sign the document?" Hua Muyue asked curiously.

"Sign up, say that the husband and the lady will play the piano and ming, and grow old together." Zhao Huaijin smiled softly at Hua Muyue, her eyes full of love.

Hua Muyue's cheeks flushed. The old monk smiled mysteriously, "Heavenly punishment for you to break the marriage!"

Zhao Huaijin's body shook, his back was cold, and a faint guess made him unrelenting.

"Amitabha, good, good!" The old monk clasped his hands together.

"Xianggong, you came out so soon, is it good to sign the document?" Hua Muyue asked curiously.

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