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1882. Chapter 1882 Night Terror Single Party【8】

One word, cute!

Two words, so cute!

Three words, always cute!

Overflowing with motherly love, Yun Chunxi's eyes were filled with green light, and she wished she could go over and hold the little monk with a shaved head and kiss her.

The young monk's round eyes touched the unusual wolfish light in Miss Yun's eyes, and his little body couldn't help but tremble. He thought to himself, does the female donor like a baby like him... No, you are an unscrupulous and unscrupulous master.

, the Lun family still needs to practice boy kung fu!

"Peach blossom? You are the little peach blossom in the marriage temple!"

Just when the little monk was trembling in his heart and complaining about the incoherent bastard master, another woman who looked brighter but also colder spoke at the right time, breaking the deadlock in front of him.

The young monk tilted his head and looked at Bo Jinghan carefully.

But after all, he was young, and there were so many people coming and going in the Marriage Temple every day that he really couldn't remember who the woman in front of him was.

But being able to call him by his name made me feel relieved. He quickly turned to her, clasped his hands together and recited Buddhist words, and then said: "The young monk is just a little peach blossom. I dare to ask the donor..."

"My surname is Bo, and I had an encounter with Master Ling a few months ago. Master Ling also made a lottery for me for free."

Free? Free...free!!!

The little monk's eyes almost popped out of his head.

This is really the first time he has ever experienced it. He heard that his unknown master will interpret the signatures for free!

All along, his master was a liar and a miser in his mind. The man and woman who came to seek marriage were always smiling, and they were never merciless when it came to amassing money.

So... there must be something outstanding about this woman in front of me, otherwise how could she take advantage of the incompetent Iron Rooster Master?

The eyebrows jumped.

The little monk was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses at Bao Jinghan's sudden smile.

I secretly cursed myself for my poor concentration, and chanted the Buddha's words for a while.

Then he raised his head and showed two small tiger teeth to Bo Jinghan, but his tone was very mature: "Since the donor Bo is a destined person, I hope that the two donors will go to the temple with the young monk to sit in the temple."

"Your bearded master asked you to wait for someone here? There are people coming and going, so how did you know that we are the people your master wants you to wait for?"

It wasn't that Bo Jinghan was embarrassing the child, it was just that she was a little worried about the arrogant bearded monk.

I always feel that he is weird and a little crazy.

"My master calculated the time and asked the young monk to wait here. It is said that fate is destiny. Among people coming and going, those who are destined will go there on their own. When the young monk met the two female donors, it was at the time where the master wanted to wait.

It was said at the time, and at that time, there was no one else around, only the two donors. It can be seen that the two donors were gifted by fate."

Gifted by fate...

Reciting those four words silently, Bo Jinghan glanced around.

Obviously there were still many people around when they went up the mountain. But now half of them were gone, and there seemed to be some certainty.

When Bo Jinghan saw that his best friend was tired from walking, he looked at her inquiringly: "Are you going?"

Yun Chunxi withdrew her eyes from lingering on the little monk and nodded: "Go. I also want to see how powerful this little guy's master is. He can actually calculate where we should be.

In the category of destined people. What kind of gift from heaven? Haha...it's kind of interesting!"


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