Yan Qingrui thought about it and felt it was impossible. She said, "Zhen Ziye, don't joke. Even if you have a good relationship with Zen Master Xuyun, making such a joke will be too much. I probably have gone through the wrong door. If you keep pretending, I won't disturb you!"

Zhen Zi Yao: ""

Yan Qingrui left without any delay.

Zhen Zi Yao said, "Hey, don't leave, I am Xuyun, Xuyun is me. Zhen Zi Yao is my secular name, Xuyun is my Dharma name, Is there any problem?"

Yan Qingrui didn't believe it. She could never believe that this bald head was Xuyun. This challenged her acceptance limit too much.

Yan Qingrui curled her lips and said, "Do you think I am so easy to deceive? You said you are Zen Master Xuyun? As far as I know, the altar will be opened in three years and has been opened ten times, and you are Gui Geng this year?"

Zhen Zi Yao looked shy: "I am eighteen years old!"

Yan Qingrui rolled her eyes and said, "If you were Zen Master Xuyun, the sun would really come out from the west!"

At this time, a voice beside the door said steadily: "He is indeed Zen Master Xuyun!" Shangguan Qianyu came in.

Zhen Ziyao said speechlessly: "Shangguan, your wife is a donkey?"

Yan Qingrui: "You are the donkey, and your whole family belongs to the donkey.

Zhen Zi Yao told Yan Qingrui: "I said that there are only people in my family, and I am not a donkey!"

Yan Qingrui: ""Is this monk able to read his heart?

Zhen Zi Yao said: "I can't read my heart, but your expression is too obvious!"

Yan Qingrui: ""

In fact, she should have thought that if she dared to cook wine outside the main hall of Bodhi Temple and dared to treat Master Mingwu as a novice monk like a novice monk, how could her status in the temple be lowered?

Before Mingwu, he called Master Zhen Zi Yao, and just now he called Master, but she didn't contact him. It was because the image of Monk Zhen Zi Yao she saw was too inconsistent, and the legendary Zen Master Xuyun in the capital was so mysterious and magical. She naturally thought that Zen Master Xuyun must be a white-bearded old bald man. When he saw the little bald man, he didn't think about this.

Shangguan Qianyu said: "Xuyun, it is said that the four signs of Yi Gua this time are all mid-to-lower signs?"

Xuyun rolled her eyes: "Wrong, her hexagram is to sign up!"

Shangguan Qianyu didn't expect that Yan Qingrui was actually the one who was destined to be in the yi hexagram, and couldn't help but say, "Why are ours all mid-stop signs?"

Xu Yun took out a very delicate wine gourd from behind his waist, and drank it, then said disapprovingly: "That's too simple, because you are all stinky men!"

Shangguan Qianyu: ""

Even Yan Qingrui didn't feel the corners of her mouth twitching again and again. The monk's words were too inconsistent. If he didn't look at his appearance, he would not believe that he was a monk and he would be beaten to death.

Xu Yun waved to Yan Qingrui and said, "Do you want Shangguan Qianyu's divorce letter?"

Shangguan Qianyu's heart was beating and he couldn't help but say, "Xuyun, don't worry about other people's business!"

The divorce book was in his arms, but he always felt that if the divorce book was given, some things would be out of control. He had not yet decided. So, when Yan Qingrui asked him about it before, he said that he would give it to another courtyard and he needed to have a good talk with Yan Qingrui.

Yan Qingrui said speechlessly: "That's my business, you can't help, why are you talking nonsense?"
Chapter completed!