Chapter 312

It's really shocking to say this sentence in the mouth of a girl who hasn't come out of the cabinet.

Don't pity Yan's stunned look at her, his face instantly flushed, and his heart was both ashamed and embarrassed.

"You, why did you suddenly ask me this question?"

She was about to pass Mo Jingyuan and planned to open the door and leave to avoid the problem.

Seeing that she was leaving, Mo Jingyuan subconsciously took her hand and said in an eager voice, "sister, can you tell me that you haven't been with the seventh LORD yet..."

"I, I haven't married him yet. How, how can I have a blind date with him."

Don't regret Yan's embarrassment and stammered, "don't mention it again, otherwise I will tell my grandmother and punish you to kneel in the ancestral hall."

With that, she shook off Mo Jingyuan's hand, crossed her, ran quickly to the gate of the courtyard, and opened the gate with lightning speed.

While she opened the gate, Mo Jingyuan just ran to her side and stopped, panting.

Outside the courtyard, two young monks were chatting. When they saw the courtyard door open, they immediately came forward.

"The two benefactors have come out. The abbot has sent people to urge them several times."

"I'm really sorry, because the blessing ceremony was held for our grandmother. In order to be casual, we bathed first and then changed our clothes, which delayed some time."

Mo Xiyan, with an apologetic smile on his face, walked down the steps and said, "it's our fault to keep you waiting. When we arrive at the main hall, we will apologize to the abbot."

What is this?

Didn't you say one of them was sent by another?

Why are all the rituals?

Doesn't this know that the ceremony is false and the bullying is true?

The two monks looked at each other and saw amazement from each other's eyes.

"You're welcome, benefactor. It's rare for you to have such filial piety."

Fortunately, the monk standing on the left soon recovered. Although he didn't understand why Mo Xiyan would say so, he was proficient in acting for several years and began to pick up the conversation.

"If the abbot knows, he will not blame you, but also praise your filial piety."

"This is what we young people should do. Little master, it's really a false praise."

Mo Xiyan's face has always been with a faint smile, which seems to go away with a happy mood.

Mo Jingyuan was rare to follow behind her, staring suspiciously at Mo Xiyan's back, wondering what she was thinking.

Under the leadership of two young monks, Mo Xiyan and Mo Jingyuan soon stepped into the door of the main hall.

Bang.

As soon as they entered the front foot, the door of the main hall closed heavily.

It blocked the sunshine outside the door and rendered the atmosphere in the hall a little strange.

Mo Xiyan patted his waist quietly, then continued to follow the footsteps of the two monks, took Mo Jingyuan to the old monk standing in front of the statue of Tathagata and stood still.

She looked puzzled and looked at the old monk. "Abbot, didn't you ask two little masters to inform us that the ceremony is all ready?"

Then she pointed to the main hall with only one Buddha statue, and said angrily, "why is it empty here, let alone other things, why don't you even have incense?"

When the old monk heard the speech, he was evil and laughed, "because there is more space, it's fun to play."

At this time, the old monk doesn't look like an eminent monk.

"What do you mean?"

Mo Xiyan's expression was cold and protected Mo Jingyuan to retreat to the hall door.

I don't think three or four young monks blocked their way before they took a few steps back.

Don't cherish Yan's calm eyes, protect Mo Jingyuan's body, stare at the old monk and say in a deep voice, "old monk, I don't care what your original intention is, but I warn you, if you dare to touch a cold hair of us, you will regret it."

"Hahaha, regret? Even if I want to regret, I have to taste it first."

The old monk laughed wantonly. It seems that Mo Xiyan's words are a funny joke.

With his smile, the monks all over the room laughed together.

"You'd better be obedient. It's impossible for you two charming little girls to escape from us."

The old monk laughed loudly, and the eyes on them were no longer covered up.

Mo Jingyuan finally realized that she was in danger like Mo Xiyan.

In order to frame Mo Xiyan, she gave the monks one hundred liang of silver.

This is a huge sum of money for her.

But unexpectedly, these monks did not keep their promises.

While listening to her words and making Mo Xiyan's idea, she actually moved her brain.

Damn it!

"You little people, I'll fight with you!"

Mo Jingyuan angrily scolded and ran to the old monk.

Fortunately, Mo Xiyan grabbed Mo Jingyuan's arm and pulled her back to her original position.

Don't cherish Yan man's carelessness. He glanced at the old monk not far away and said contemptuously, "old monk, what do you think?"

"Hahaha, is the little beauty too excited to hear clearly?"

The old monk laughed again and walked towards them.

Then he stopped in front of them, leaned over to Mo Xiyan, and his eyes gradually floated a touch of amazing color.

"Since the little girl didn't hear clearly, let Lao Na do it and tell you."

Then he stretched out his face towards Mo Xiyan.

Before she could touch it, she slapped it directly. Then she raised her foot and kicked it. It was as fast as clouds and water. Until the old monk fell heavily to the ground and cried out in pain, she let the people in the main hall return to God.

"You..."

The crowd was angry and picked up the guy. As soon as they wanted to rush, they didn't cherish Yan's cold eyes.

When they saw the cold, they also saw the murderous spirit.

That's really murderous.

It seems that only such a look makes them smell blood.

Dong Dong Dong.

These people were stunned on the spot, and their hearts stalled because of fear.

The old monk lay on the ground, trying to endure the pain that seemed to spread from the depths of the bone marrow. When he clenched his teeth and raised his head, he saw his people standing there stunned and didn't help him revenge?

He was instantly angry, and he didn't care about his pain. He shouted at the monks, "what are you doing? Don't give it to me!"

Mo Xiyan's expression was completely cold. She gathered her eyes and hung her lips with Yin pity. "If you have the courage, come and try."

Her voice was cold, and the momentum of her whole body rose sharply, which made those fake monks stuffy in the chest and instantly disappeared