uddhist monk? All of us are stunned.

The empty monk, who was scooping soup with a spoon, touched his smooth forehead with another little hand, and asked curiously, "is a monk like me?"

Xia Yun chuckled and nodded, "the master announced his name and said it's Kong Yin."

The tree and the ink lotus looked at each other, got up and said, "let's go out and have a look."

"Joe Joe, is something wrong?" Wei Ziqin was also uneasy to stand up.

Arbor comforted her. "Nothing, mother. Master Kong Yin is the elder of the Presbyterian. I think this time There's something wrong with the Presbyterian. I need your help to deal with it. "

Mr. Qiao Qiao made an excuse casually, which was very smooth.

Wei Ziqin hears the words, this just put away the slight nervous mood, nodded, "then let small Mo quickly see this master, there is nothing important."

"Benefactor, I will go with you." When the little monk heard that master KongYin was coming, he couldn't sit still.

He stepped off the ground and ran out with the tree and lotus.

When the tree came out of the gate of the dining hall, it stopped and waited for the short legged monk.

Although the little monk's legs are short, his kung fu is not weak and his speed is not slow.

However, in a moment, the little guy ran up and asked with a pair of big black and white eyes, "benefactor, please carry me on your back."

Arbor is a little funny, just want to talk, but see ink lotus this goods first to carry the little monk up.

"Come on, let's go."

The little monk angrily opened his big round eyes and shouted, "don't you, don't you! I want a female benefactor to carry it. "

This smelly man always likes to carry him around. He is not a cabbage!

According to the routine, Mo Lian completely ignored the child's complaint and led the tree out.

At the gate of the side hall, I saw the old monk KongYin in a grey robe, with his back to the two people, walking back and forth under a plant not far away.

"Old monk." Small face paralysis to his back light call.

Kong Yin hurriedly turned around, showing a trace of joy on his face. "It's very nice to see you, Prince and princess!"

"What do you want to do with us?" "If it's for us to pay for the Presbyterian, then don't talk," he asked, his face paralyzed

Mo Lian:

The old monk drew a corner of his mouth and stared at his face angrily. "You must have made a lot of money again when you came back from forgetting Sichuan. How can you give some money to the Presbyterian if you care for us old people a little?"

Small face paralysis ha ha, no interface to go on.

But the old monk suddenly turned around and said, "Joe, it's really an important thing to come to you this time."

This little princess is really a person who is used to interrupting.

He almost forgot what he had to say before she interrupted him.

While talking, his eyes fell on the little monk.

The little monk's eyes brightened slightly. "Master, do you want me to go back?"

What's my name? Old monk drew a corner of the his eye, then shook his head with the a positive face

"Oh." The little monk immediately dropped his head in disappointment.

Seeing this, the old monk asked, "do you want to go back to the temple with me?"