Zhen Ziyao smiled and said, "Only those who drink too much vinegar will dissipate this sour taste!"

Yan Qingrui Bai's eyes: "You are just drinking jealousy, your whole family drinks jealousy!"

Zhen Ziye scratched his bald head and said, "I am the only one in my family. I never drink jealous!"

Yan Qingrui said, "I don't bother to pay attention to you!"

Zhen Ziyao smiled secretly and said, "Don't you know that those who went up the mountain half a month before the altar opened will be disqualified from the qualification of a destined person?"

Yan Qingrui said carelessly: "This is not the first time I have come here. If I don't have the qualifications, I don't have the qualifications. If I don't believe it, I didn't believe it!"

Zhen Ziyao made a grimace and said, "Why are you cursing in person?"

Yan Qingrui sneered: "I'm talking about Monk Xuyun. Also, how do you know that the charlatan is a curse?" When he saw him for the first time, he didn't like the word "charlatan" quite well?

Zhen Ziyao curled his lips and said, "It's not a good thing to say, judging from your expression. However, we monks' color is emptiness, emptiness is color, existence is nothing, and non-existence is existence, so you scold it is not scolding. Do you really want to give it a sign, it's very effective!"

Yan Qingrui didn't believe it. Zhen Ziyao was a person in Bodhi Temple. He said that she wanted to believe it, which would make her look too idiotic. Besides, Zhen Ziyao himself is a big charlatan, and his words were not credible at all.

However, when he thought about this, Yan Qingrui felt a little relieved. This charlatan was a little famous and could tell her origin.

Although he didn't say it out loud, and it seemed that he didn't mean to say it out loud. She was shocked at the beginning and wanted to ask him if she could go back, but when he thought that he was so unreliable, she seemed to be unable to hold too much hope, she wiped out the idea at that time.

Zhen Ziyao probably also realized that his credit at Yan Qingrui had gone bankrupt. He changed the topic and said, "What are you doing when you are here in broad daylight?"

Yan Qingrui thought for a while and said, "Is there a free Zen temple on the mountain that allows pilgrims to stay?"

Zhen Zi Yao sneered and said, "You underestimate Bodhi Temple too much. It's a royal temple. It's everything. Of course there is nothing in the empty Zen temple!"

Yan Qingrui: ""

Zhen Ziyao said righteously: "Do you really think we monks are so poor? Although monks are a little poor, they will not leave the Zen temple empty, so there are tables, chairs, cushions, etc., which must be there."

Yan Qingrui: ""

Why did she have the urge to strangle this monk to death?

This guy is so nice and doesn't say anything, it's just crazy.

Zhen Ziyao successfully saw Yan Qingrui's depressed expression. He smiled proudly. That smile was very worldly, just like a gangster. He said, "Do you want to spend some time?"

Yan Qingrui said: "Yes!"

Zhen Ziye reached out and said, "Give it!"

Yan Qingrui said: "What?"

"Silver, do you want money when you stay in the inn?"

Yan Qingrui: ""

She rolled her eyes and said, "Aren't monks empty all four elements? It's not that form is emptiness, emptiness is color, existence is nothing, non-existence is existence? Then if you don't give it, you give it. What else do you want?"

Zhen Ziyao stretched out his hand and retracted, scratched his head, and said, "It seems that this is the case. Well, if you don't give it, I'll just treat it as you gave it."

He suddenly shouted, "Understanding!"

Yan Qingrui jumped in fear.

At this time, a monk in yellow, over thirty years old outside the hall walked in quickly and bowed to Zhen Ziye with his hands together.
Chapter completed!