As soon as Fan Jie finished speaking, Lin Xiaofeng's voice came from the other side of the wall.

"Brave it, you are so bald, who can fall in love with you?"

Fan Jie scolded: "Lin Xiaofeng, don't bully people too much."

Lin Xiaofeng shouted over there: "Oh, brother, I will bully you today. If you have the ability, come and beat me. I will never fight back!"

Fan Jie shouted: "If you have the ability, come here and try it. Come and beat me up, I won't fight back."

Lin Xiaofeng: "If you have the ability, come here."

Fan Jie: "Come here and try it."

Lin Xiaofeng "I have prepared my knife for you, come and stab me."

Fan Jie scolded: "Damn, I..."

After saying that, Fan Jie clasped his hands together and took a deep breath: "Calm down, meticulous."

Lin Xiaofeng was in the next room and started to curse hard.

Fan Jie almost couldn't help but rush over several times.

Wangcai brought a glass of water to Lin Xiaofeng who was standing and cursing wildly.

"Rest a while." Lin Xiaofeng took the water and said to Wangcai: "You kid, take over the job and continue to scold him."

Wangcai shrank his neck: "What should he do if he really comes over and chops me?"

"Don't worry, he will dare to come and attack you, I'll avenge you." Lin Xiaofeng patted Wangcai on the shoulder, looking like he was loyal enough.

When Wangcai heard this, he also understood in his heart that most of the Fan Jie would not dare to come and attack him.

He stood up and scolded: "The bald thief next door, listen to me. Grandpa Wangcai is singing a big show for you today, saying that a long time ago, there was a monk who watched a little girl go to the bathroom at the age of seven and a widow take a bath at the age of eight. Then he met a man, and the two fell in love with each other."

Lin Xiaofeng asked in a singular manner: "What about then?"

Wangcai: "Then these two monks became monks. They were brothers during the day and gay men at night."

Lin Xiaofeng smiled and said, "By the way, that monk is not named Gong Chong, right?"

Wangcai: "Who else can you tell me about these two monks, that's really..."

Fan Jie, who was standing beside him, snorted: "Bastard, Lin Xiaofeng, are you looking for death?"

Wangcai smiled and scolded, "Oh, look, he didn't respond no matter how he scolded him. Gong Chong Baoxian got angry when he said this. This is really a protective man."

Lin Xiaofeng nodded: "The love between these two people is really envious."

Bang.

The door of the room where they were both in was suddenly kicked open by Fan Jie.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Wangcai hurriedly hid behind Lin Xiaofeng.

Fan Jie shouted: "Are you finished coming? Ah!"

He is really about to collapse. Damn, how could he say that he had just opened his mouth?

Especially, they sing and this spirit.

"Come on, if you have the ability, you can stab me." Lin Xiaofeng said, picked up a fruit knife on the table and handed it over.

He thought to himself that as long as this bastard dares to take action, he will kill him immediately.

Fan Jie's chest kept rising and falling, which obviously made him very angry. He squeezed out a smile: "The two donors misunderstood. In this way, I will tell the master, I'll live in another place, right?"

"Don't, you stay with me with a stern face. How great it is for me to arrange a house for you. Live next to us." Lin Xiaofeng said: "I said you guy, those monks, are all practicing hard, but you guy can't even stand some gossip."

Wangcai nodded aside: "No, that's not the case. With this virtue, I just felt embarrassed to talk about Buddha with the sweeping master. I think the Buddha nature may not be as strong as me."

Fan Jie clenched his fists: "Okay! Today I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman."

Lin Xiaofeng thought this guy was going to do something, so he was careful.

Unexpectedly, Fan Jie actually pulled a chair over, sat at their door, and scolded: "You two, one person and one dog, are despicable..."

Lin Xiaofeng nodded: "That's right, we are despicable and shameless. It's better than being a monk secretly and meeting lovers every day."

Wangcai said, "I didn't expect that this Fan Jie would have a pig's face, but this one is better."

How could a person be compared with Lin Xiaofeng and Wangcai if Fan Jie is alone?

Their mouths didn't stop like machine guns.

Lin Xiaofeng scolded him for being tired, so he asked Wangcai to continue to go on. He drank tea by himself. Wangcai was tired, so Lin Xiaofeng continued to go on.

In comparison, the Fan Ring sitting opposite was awful.

He could not scold the two of them at first.

Although Fan Jie did not practice pure Buddhism.

But after all, he is a Buddhist, so where can I listen to those dirty and swear words?

If you are shameless when you scold others, you are dirty, you are disgusting, you are not human.

Lin Xiaofeng and Wangcai have more ways to go.

They curse for an hour in different ways, and the two of them won't feel tired.

An hour passed quickly.

When Fan Jie returned to his room, his head was in a daze and he didn't know what he had just experienced. He fell on the bed and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Lin Xiaofeng and Wangcai celebrated with high fives.

Wangcai said proudly: "That grandson really doesn't speak. I don't know my surname is my master, so I'm asking for a scolding!"

Lin Xiaofeng said: "You show him the truth here, be careful that he will steal relics. I have to find the old monk who swept the floor and tell him the importance of the matter."

After saying that, he hurried out and searched for the ancient temple.

The ancient temples and temples are ancient and ancient, and they are very simple everywhere.

But what is strange is that there is no one in this ancient temple.

Lin Xiaofeng touched the back of his head, and he was also surprised.

Suddenly, he saw a light coming from a room.

He walked to the door and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

A female voice came from inside.

Then, when the door was opened, it turned out to be a bald nun.

The nun was wearing a green robe, and even with a bald head, she was very beautiful.

She looked at Lin Xiaofeng in front of her: "What are you?"

Lin Xiaofeng said, "Hello, I am Lin Xiaofeng. Where is the old monk sweeping at the door of the ancient temple temple? I have something to tell him."

The nun touched her bald head, and she looked only eighteen or nineteen years old: "The old monk sweeping the floor? There are no old monk sweeping the floor in our temple. They are going to sweep the floor in shifts."

"I'm taking shifts today, I should be the abbot."

"Abbot." Lin Xiaofeng's pupils shrank slightly.

The nun said, "You can see the abbot's house when you walk there."

After saying that, she closed the door.

Lin Xiaofeng hurried to the door of the room the nun pointed to.

As soon as he arrived at the door, the door opened.

The old monk sweeping the floor smiled and looked at Lin Xiaofeng: "Here are you here?"

Lin Xiaofeng asked: "Are you an abbot?"

"My Dharma name is not legal." The abbot of the fake nodded, admitting it. He said, "What's wrong with the donor coming to me?"
Chapter completed!