Madam, she has a group of fairy bosses

Chapter 592 It’s Monk Hua
Xiao Yi made a big move and refused immediately: "No, Tangtang, I think this person is weird and has an unknown origin. He is definitely not a good person.

By the way, this guy in the wilderness must be trying to rob us. Maybe he got in the car first and acted as an internal agent, while his accomplices were in front to meet him. "

Xiao Yi has already imagined a wonderful drama in his mind.

Xiao Bing was a little speechless: "You have read too many novels, right? There are so many roadblocks and robberies in today's society. Do you have any doubts about the security environment in our country?"

Tang Yan pressed the door button: "Come up."

The flower-shirted monk smiled at Tang Yan, opened the passenger door and sat in, looking back at Xiao Yi with a smile.

"This donor, if I say it's weird, you guys seem a bit weirder. I'm not even worried about my life, little monk, so you have nothing to worry about.

Besides, life, old age, illness and death all have their destiny. You can't escape what is supposed to come, and you can't get what shouldn't come even if you beg. It's better to relax in everything. "

"Damn it..." Xiao Bing sighed: "It really sounds like that. Are you really a monk? Aren't you a big brother in society?"

"Well, Xiao Monk, I haven't been the big brother for many years."

Xiao B and Xiao C: "???" Well, I still think this guy is weird.

The monk in the flowered shirt turned to look at Tang Yan: "By the way, the young monk's name is Miaoyuan, and he is currently waiting for orders at Baoguo Temple. I wonder what I call this beautiful sister? Oh, no, I think you should be younger than me. I wonder if this beautiful sister is What do you call your sister?"

Xiao Yi: "Smooth talk is definitely not a good thing. Even if he is a monk, he should still be a flowery monk."

Xiao Bing: "Brother, I agree with you. Look at the floral shirt he is wearing. It is not what a serious monk wears."

Xiao Yi: "Yes, the monks' precepts are so strict. How can anyone not wear monk's clothes and dress up in such fancy clothes?"

Because they don't want to reveal their identities, Xiao Yi and Xiao B have a tacit understanding and do not treat each other as seniors or brothers in front of outsiders.

Tang Yan started the car and introduced himself as he drove: "Tang Yan, the two at the back, the green one is called Xiao Yi and the pink one is called Xiao B." Miao Yuan nodded: "My surname is Tang, I really live up to my name. Very sweet.”

Xiao B and Xiao B looked at each other: after confirming their eyes, this is a flower monk. If Jun Wu were here, he would probably be bleeding on the spot.

Although this strange monk had a glib tone, his eyes when he looked at Tang Yan were very clear, without any evil thoughts.

This is not to say that Tang Yan is so beautiful that any man would have evil thoughts when he sees her.

Rather, most people would be more or less surprised when they saw her, even Xiao Xiuzhu was no exception.

But the monk looked at her no differently than he looked at a tree.

It is truly a state of calmness.

In this aspect alone, it is far superior to most practitioners.

Tang Yan looked at the Buddhist beads in his hand, which were priceless.

And his floral shirts, big pants, and Crocs are actually a big international luxury brand.

"You don't look like someone who's short of money, what? You still need a ride?"

Miao Yuan's sharp-jointed fingers slowly moved the beads on his hand: "The young monk is observing the precept not to touch money, so he hitchhiked here all the way."

Tang Yan asked him again: "Then why do you appear here?"

In this wilderness, even if you were hitchhiking, you shouldn't get off the car here.

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