Princess, be nice

Chapter 2477

Ying Xinqin could turn a blind eye to this look, and slowly waved a lottery.

Ying Xinqin signed the letter and crushed it into fly ash, then slowly stood up and looked at the monks who surrounded them, "What do you mean, masters?"

The leader is the monk who just gave her three sticks of incense - Daoming.

Dao Min's originally plain face was now filled with anger, "Brother presider, this benefactor, she touched my sleeve, and the "Bone Shaping Sutra" disappeared!"

Someone actually stole things in Qianma Temple, and she looked like a delicate and charming lady, so real people can't be judged by their appearances.

The pilgrims turned their attention to Ying Xinqin.

Just as You Zhu was about to step forward to scold, Zi Zhu pulled him a bit.

Ying Xinqin had already passed Dao Min calmly, and looked at the presiding brother he was talking about. He was beautiful and charming, but he had a pair of clear almond eyes, and his red lips were slightly parted. With such overwhelming momentum and coercion, one dare not underestimate him, "Are you the abbot of this temple?"

As soon as the deputy host Xuan Miao heard that the "Bone Plastic Sutra" had been stolen, he left and brought someone to stop him. He never expected that the thief would be so calm. If it wasn't for the stealing being despicable, this calmness would be admirable.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is the acting abbot of Qianma Temple. His Dharma name is Xuanmiao. Since the female benefactor is related to the theft of the treasures of this temple, please also ask the female benefactor to accompany the poor monk." Xuanmiao was afraid of disturbing other pilgrims, and wanted to send Win Xinqin away.

But Dao Min wanted to make things worse. Before Ying Xinqin could open his mouth, he said forcefully, "The benefactor looks like a human being. I didn't expect that she would do such a sneaky thing. In front of the Buddha, it is also true." Not afraid of retribution."

"I heard from Junior Brother Monk that you are still the princess of Daqi, heh, with a princess like you, Daqi is truly a big country."

Daoming's calm tone was full of irony.

"The monks of the ancient and famous temples are so unqualified?" Ying Xinqin snorted coldly, with undisguised sarcasm on the corners of his eyes and brows, arms folded, and said coldly, "You can convict someone with just one mouthful. Show evidence."

"Master Xuanmiao, as the acting host, is this how you discipline the monks? Are you using it to teach how to make money?"

Xuanling turned his head and stared at Daomin, with the kindness of saving all sentient beings, "Daomin, don't be unreasonable, wait until the "Bone Plastic Sutra" is found from the female benefactor."

Ying Xinqin was about to applaud him for what he said, and for a long time, this group of monks was sure that she stole the "Bone Shaping Sutra".

The purpose is to destroy her reputation, what else is there.

Ying Xinqin saw that someone recognized him around, and under the anxious expressions of the two maids, he stepped up to the group of monks, patted his bare hands, and applauded, "That's right, this princess almost thinks that your precious child is I can steal it."

"It was you who stole it, and you still want to deny it." One of the monks raised his voice.

Immediately, public anger was aroused, "Yes, you stole it, return it to us quickly, the "Bone Modeling Sutra" is a precious relic left by our master, how could it fall into the hands of outsiders."

The crowd was excited, surrounded by Ying Xinqin and cursed.

"brush……"

The long sword was out of its sheath, Ying Xinqin was holding the hilt of the sword, his brows were burning, "Shut up!"

"Why, I'm guilty, do you want to do it?"

(End of this chapter)