"What's going on? You started to get confused and finally gave up?"

As soon as Tang Chuxia finished speaking, she heard Father Tang's roar: "Tang Chuxia, shut up!"

Tang Chuxia hurriedly shut up. She was afraid that Tang's father would kill her out of righteousness and kill her.

Fortunately, Father Tang's attention was on the old monk and not on her affairs.

"Jingse, if you dare to run away, I will tell my daughter all your embarrassing things!"

After Tang's father finished speaking, Jingse stood still, turned around and walked to Tang Chuxia in small steps, clasping his hands together: "Amitabha, female donor, please don't listen to your father's nonsense!"

Tang Chuxia was so happy by Jiese's small steps. She tried her best to smile and said hurriedly: "Master, you are polite, I won't think too much about it!"

Jiese was very satisfied. He turned around and said to Father Tang dissatisfied: "Donor, you must be kind and a monk must be respected!"

Father Tang snorted coldly: "Don't do this, I don't know about your little tricks? I have something serious to do with you!"

Tang's father invited Tang Chuxia to go to a Zen room, and Jingse had no choice but to follow him.

As he walked, he whispered to Father Tang: "What are you doing here, you bastard? I already have no grudge against you!"

The more abstinent he is, the more Tang's father despises him.

"Don't do this. If you say you don't have it, then it will be gone?"

Father Tang pointed at Tang Chuxia and said, "I have something serious to do with you. Please help my daughter find out what she is."

Tang Chuxia was still thinking about the relationship between the two, when she heard Tang's father pointing at him, and couldn't help but feel chilled in his heart.

"No, I'm fine!"

Tang Chuxia didn't want anyone to mess around.

"Teacher, you have to cooperate and let Jiese help you tell your fortune. He is very good at this!"

It's okay if Tang's father doesn't emphasize it, but if he emphasizes it like this, Tang Chuxia doesn't want to cooperate anymore. After all, it is said that fate is getting thinner and thinner, so what is she doing with fortune telling?
Besides, she is fine now, isn't she looking for the murderer?Why did you tell her fortune?

After hearing Tang's father's words, Jingse subconsciously looked at Tang Chuxia, and then saw a string of beads on Tang Chuxia's wrist.

His eyes couldn't help but narrow.

"Do you know Master Sikong?"

Jie Se asked as he looked at the string of Buddhist beads.

Tang Chuxia nodded.

"I know him. He often comes to me and asks for chicken legs!"

Quitting:…

In fact, the latter sentence does not require an answer.

He is also a monk.

"The child is fine, what do you want me to see? Are you here to show off your daughter?"

Jiese said to Tang's father angrily.

Father Tang clicked his tongue: "I said you have been a monk for so many years, why haven't you got rid of your petty attitude? I think you shouldn't call it caution, you should call it caution!"

Jie Se was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Said to Tang Chuxia: "Can you show me the string of Buddhist beads?"

Tang Chuxia did not hesitate and handed the beads directly to Jiese.

After Jingse finished reading, he directly said to Tang's father: "This child has been enlightened by Master Sikong, why are you looking for me to read?"

Tang's father looked at the Buddhist bead. To be honest, his impression of the old monk was that of a meat-and-potatoes monk, and he didn't trust Jingse as much as he did.

Jingse gave the beads back to Tang Chuxia.

Tang Chuxia casually put it on her wrist, and her heart twitched when she saw the color.

As expected, no one who owns it will cherish it.

She didn't take such a good thing seriously.

Trying to take his eyes away from the beads, Jingse invited the two of them into the meditation room to sit down, and he started making tea.

Tang's father clicked his tongue: "I told you not to bother, I don't like drinking tea, and I have one more thing to do with you today. Yang Chao is dead! His lover sister also died together!"

Jingse paused, then put down the teapot and looked at Tang's father.

Father Tang's expression was very bad, and he was lost in thought.Tang Chuxia was bored sitting there, so he picked up the charcoal, put it in the hanging stove, lit it, and then put the kettle on.

Making tea is also very particular. Tang Chuxia fiddled with it casually, but it attracted the attention of Jiese.

After taking one look, he looked at Father Tang.

Tang's father was also shocked by Tang Chuxia's behavior.

You must know that Tang Chuxia's whole tea-making technique was completely different from what he taught Tang Chuxia, and he tried hard to recall that he had never seen it from his father-in-law's family.

"I didn't expect that they would directly kill Yang Chao!"

Jiese took out a breath and did not comment on Tang Chuxia's tea-making technique. Instead, he looked at Tang's father and said, "Is it your turn next?"

Father Tang was furious: "Can you speak? Why is it my turn? I look like I am destined to die early?"

Jie Se glanced at him twice: "It really doesn't look like it, after all, it has caused harm for thousands of years!"

Father Tang: ...

Talking to this smelly monk is just annoying.

Tang Chuxia found it very strange that a monk could be offended. Father Tang was definitely not very good at rebooting.

"The Lu family, the Yang family, the Jin family, and your Tang family, aren't you the only one left?"

After saying "Jingse", Tang's father sighed.

And Tang Chuxia finally realized something was wrong.

"Lu Qiming's father is dead, Jin Haidong's father is dead, Yang Chao is dead, what does it have to do with my father?"

Tang Chuxia stared at Jingse with burning eyes.

Jingse glanced at Tang's father: "You didn't say anything to the child, so you just brought her to me. Are you tired of living?"

Father Tang shrugged: "Don't be so nervous. I'm not doing this just in case. If I die when I come here, at least this kid can collect my body."

Tang Chuxia: ...

I always feel like Father Tang and the others have some huge secret.

"Dad, don't show off. What does it matter? Why do I want to kill you?"

Tang Chuxia was a little nervous, and she even had some guesses.

Jiese saw that Tang's father didn't say anything, so he had to say first: "I didn't grow up in a temple since I was a child. Do you know who I am?"

Tang Chuxia shook his head.

How could she know what she meant?

"My secular name is Jin Beiyang!"

Jin Beiyang?
Tang Chuxia searched in her mind, and suddenly an idea flashed across her mind.

"Jin Haidong is your son? But isn't Jin Beiyang dead?"

Tang Chuxia turned to look at Father Tang.

Tang's father nodded: "Since you have become a monk, doesn't that mean you are dead?"

Tang Chuxia: ...

is a talent.

What a talent!

I couldn't blame this guy for looking at Tang's father and running away when he saw him.

There are emotional disputes in relationships.

I can't blame Tang's father for wanting to come to quit. He is indeed related to Wen Wenqing, and he is also Wen Wenqing's second husband.

"By the way, why did you become a monk?"

It's not that Tang Chuxia is curious, but it's just logically impossible to figure it out. The outside world says that Jin Haidong's father is dead, and he is now the successor of the Jin family. If Jin Beiyang is not dead, why doesn't he go back?
Jiese sighed: "It's a long story!"

"Then let's make a long story short!" Tang Chuxia said nonchalantly.

Jiese almost choked.

He looked at Father Tang and said, "Your daughter is very brave!"


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