The monk dragged him to the sky and snorted, then squinted his eyes again and hummed a pop song out of tune.

Following Meng Lulu's side, a man with a famous brand, seemed to be particularly unaccustomed to the appearance of a monk.

Not only did I feel embarrassed, but it was for other reasons, so I opened my mouth and accused: "What kind of attitude do you have!" ”

"Attitude? My temple is small, I can't accommodate your noble attitude, please, go out and turn left, go down the mountain to find the attitude to go, don't send! ”

This monk is quite individual!

Bo Jinghan raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the monk with a slightly inquiring look.

The man seemed to be leaving, but Meng Lulu stopped him: "Where are you going, come all the way here, didn't you just hear about this spirit!" He let him shake it! ”

When the words fell, Meng Lulu picked up the stick holder and was about to stuff it into the hands of the man next to her.

But the bearded monk jumped up!

"No men are allowed to touch it!"

This voice shouted extremely loudly.

was so shocked that Lu Yan cast a staring gaze at him.

Meng Lulu, who was taken aback, shook her hand, shook the stick, and fell out.

Without much explanation, the old monk snatched the extremely delicate looking lottery holder from her hand, but should have been rubbed many times, and carefully put it back on the table.

He picked up the signature from the ground, squinted his eyes, sat back in the sunken sofa chair, and asked weakly, "What do you ask for?" ”

"I asked for my boyfriend, ask about the marriage between the two of us!"

Meng Lulu held the man's arm delicately, but her intimate appearance did not attract the attention of the bearded monk.

"Marriage...... Do you want to hear the truth, or do you want to hear the truth? ”

"You monk is so strange, come to ask about marriage, of course you have to listen to the truth!"

With a sneer, Meng Lulu leaned towards her male partner again.

But the monk sneered, weighed the bamboo slip in his hand and said, "Yes, this sign is cheaper for you, just charge two hundred and five meanings!" ”

As he spoke, he shouted to the children who were playing outside the door: "Little Peach Blossom, come and collect the money, both of them are two hundred and five!" ”

As soon as these words came out.

Bo Jinghan couldn't help biting his lip, pinching Lu Yan's arm, and holding back a smile.

It's not because the little boy's name is Little Peach Blossom, but because of that sentence - both of them are two hundred and five!

Meng Lulu's face darkened, but the man next to him didn't seem to hear it, and thought that at this price, he was busy paying for the little boy.

Seeing that the money was in hand, the bearded monk stared at the stick, shook his head for a while and said: "49 lots, this is the next sign, so that Meng Jiangnu cried down the Great Wall......"

Lala pulled it in a mixed manner, and the bearded monk slapped the bamboo stick on the table and gave a conclusion.

"Hey, 'I heard others say that things are crazy, wild flowers are like chrysanthemums, they have their own good fate to cooperate, don't recognize crows as phoenixes', young people, you have to look at the marriage. I'll send the words, and the signature will be solved, and it's up to you whether you understand it or not! ”

As he spoke, he raised his eyes and glanced at Meng Lulu, pouting and shaking his head.

Then he waved his hand with disgust and asked the little boy to send him off.

But Meng Lulu was reluctant to leave, pointing to Bo Jinghan and saying, "We came together, and when they finish begging, we will leave!" ”

The old monk snorted, his eyes lingering on Meng Lulu and Bo Jinghan.

He handed the stick holder in his hand towards Bo Jinghan, and his originally chaotic gaze lit up in the smoky temple.

"Please, this benefactor!".

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