Chapter 620

"Little master, let me follow you. I won't do anything wrong." Duhan was kissing Shen Yan, and he was whispering.

I'm dying!

I'm dying!

Shen Yan grabbed Duhan's hair rudely and pulled him up. He said fiercely, "I advise you to stay for the last time. I'll beat you to death!"

Duhan was frightened and looked at the little monk for several times, as if to confirm the truth of his words. After thinking about it again and again, he grudgingly pursed his lower lip and said, "OK, I'll go!" The words fell and floated out of the window.

"Ah..." Shen Yan sighed heavily, raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead, and closed the window.

I didn't feel anything before. Now I feel sleepless when I lie in bed. If Shen has a habit of talking to a dog, he can't talk to him any more.

Du Han and Du Yunyue were both in a dream, but they could not forget that they were in a dream

The next day.

Shen Yan wakes up, opens the quilt and takes a look at his pants. He is embarrassed and depressed. Blame that dog man! I've been planning to be a monk all my life. Why do dog men hook him!!

It was June, very hot and dry.

In the early morning, before the sun rose, Shen Yan was sweating.

After breakfast, Shen Yan saw the abbot leading a man in. The man was tall and tall, wearing a black cloak and covering his head and feet.

It's not normal to see such a tight wrap in such a hot weather.

But I didn't feel angry.

This man is not a ghost.

Shen Yan frowned, quickly stepped forward, glanced at the man in black and asked, "abbot, who is this benefactor?"

The abbot said with a kind smile, "this benefactor's name is Bai Yixuan. He's going to Beijing for the exam this time and staying in our temple for a few days."

Bai Yixuan?

The corner of Shen Yan's mouth smoked. How could he not get around these men???

Bai Yixuan was wearing a black hat on his head. He looked at Shen Yan through a layer of gauze. He couldn't help but hook up his mouth and asked, "how do you call this little master?"

Shen said that his five tastes were mixed, and he bowed his head and said, "poor monk, the name of Dharma is ten."

Bai Yixuan chuckled, "little master, this name is really powerful."

Shen Yan, with a straight face and a serious attitude of being a monk, said with drooping eyes: "the name of Dharma is nothing more than a name. It doesn't matter whether it's powerful or not."

He carefully looked at Bai Yixuan a few eyes, intuition tells him that this is not a person, but he really can't see the real body.

"Little master, you are so humble." With these words, Bai Yixuan followed the abbot.

Shen Yan looked at Bai Yixuan's figure and frowned slowly.

At night.

"Deng Deng Deng -"

the door slammed.

Shen Yan opened the door and was stunned.

At the door stood Bai Yixuan, still wearing the black hat of the day.

"Can I come in and talk?" Bai Yixuan asked.

Shen Yan thought for a moment and turned to give way.

Bai Yixuan enters the room, and then slowly takes off the hat on his head. Qingjun's face obviously comes out, just like the iceberg snow lotus standing on the top of the wind and snow. It's cold, gorgeous and unattainable.

Shen Yan took a cool breath, and he said that he didn't see the difference. It turned out that this pair of hat can hide the real breath.

It's not yibaixuan!

But he's a demon!!

Or a fox demon!!!!