Yan Qingrui was too lazy to play a game with him. Seeing that the monk was funny, she couldn't help but ask: "Are you the monk who holds orders in this temple?"

The monk in white was so secretive and said mysteriously: "Actually, I am not a monk!"

Yan Qingrui looked at him suspiciously: "What are you?"

The monk in white poured wine gracefully, his slender fingertips touched the warm wine pot, and he smiled brightly, and said, "I am a god!"

Yan Qingrui said contemptuously: "Are you a charlatan?"

The monk in white smiled and said, "It's okay, as long as you have the word "God", it will not be bad. God                                               

Yan Qingrui said: "Do you know the abbot here?"

The monk in white had slender fingers pinched the wine glass, like a pleasing picture scroll. He said leisurely: "Are you talking about Monk Xuyun? Of course I know him."

Yan Qingruixin said this, if he hadn't been familiar with the abbot, would he dare to blatantly and drink wine in this place not far from the main hall?

Yan Qingrui thought of the paper and the hidden poem on it, and couldn't help but say, "What kind of person is he?"

The monk in white tasted the wine and said casually: "What kind of person can he be? Just a monk!"

Yan Qingrui: ""

He said, "May I ask about the monk's Dharma name?"

The monk in white waved his hand and said, "Didn't I say that? I am not a monk. The name of my layman family is Zhen Zi Yao. You can call me the demon god!"

Yan Qingrui: ""

Wearing a monk's robe, he did not admit that he was a monk. He asked him about his Dharma name and insisted on telling him a layman's name. Also, if the parents gave the name of the child the name, this guy is really evil.

Yan Qingrui sneered: "Is Zhen Zi Yao the abbreviation of the charlatan?"

Zhen Ziyao glanced at her sideways, poured her a glass of wine, and said, "Smart, this is for you!"

Yan Qingrui: ""

Does he really think that a charlatan means a god?

Yan Qingrui said: "Do you often drink wine in the middle of the night?"

Zhen Zi Yao said for granted: "Of course, the impact in broad daylight is not good!"

Yan Qingrui said: "Demon God, I am here to find Master Xuyun, the abbot. Do you know where he lives?"

When Zhen Zi Yao heard the word "Demon God", he said happily: "What are you doing for him? Should you be divined or started a class? It's better to say that this Demon God's ability is no worse than his!"

Yan Qingrui curled her lips and said, "You?"

Zhen Zi Yao said dissatisfiedly: "How can you look at this demon god with such contempt? This demon god is very capable, can know the past and the future, and can see the past and present!"

Yan Qingrui said, "Just blow!"

Zhen Ziyao rolled his eyes, and turned it up to the dust-loss breath that was originally a bit of fairy-like and swayed. He pointed to the glass of wine he had just poured and said, "Drink it, I will tell you your past and present!"

Yan Qingrui's heart thumped, picked up the wine glass, and looked carefully. The wine was clear and didn't look poisonous.

Zhen Ziyao curled his lips and said, "Don't you dare to drink?"

Yan Qingrui raised her eyebrows and drank the glass of wine.

It was a wine poured from a wine jar, but the previous cup was light and mellow, and there was a faint aftertaste after it was put into the mouth, but it was just light and dissipated inadvertently.
Chapter completed!