Master Ma nodded and looked at Qin Yanran meaningfully and said, "Actually, I am really a man."

When Qin Yanran heard this, she could no longer control herself. She threw the phone in her hand out and cursed: "Go to die!"

Then the beauty no longer had her previous beautiful temperament. She kicked the grasshopper at the door like a shrew who was exploding in anger in the countryside, then rushed into the car with a meteor, kicked the accelerator and rushed out directly.

Monk Jingkong stood at the door and muttered: "One, two, three..."

"Beep~boo,beep~boo..."

The sirens of the traffic police came from a distance, and Monk Jing Kong smiled with satisfaction: "That's right, this traffic police have never disappointed me for three years."

Then the thief bald saw Taoist Ma running out happily and picking up the kicked Maza back.

Monk Jingkong leaned over and said, "You haven't been able to satisfy others for an hour, you're so weak..."

Master Ma glanced at Monk Jingkong, pinched the cigarette butt, then grabbed Jingkong's clothes and dragged it directly into his shop. At the same time, he shouted: "Xu? Come on, Master Dao, I'll let you feel what Yang Zhuang is!"

Monk Jingkong tried his best to break free, then ran back to his shop, pulled the rolling gate, and cursed: "I knew you were not kind to be a neighbor with me, and you really covet my beauty. I'm gonna be!"

Master Ma: "Get out!"

...

Seeing this, Lao Xia shook his head helplessly. He had really seen too many similar plots about this monk and Taoist, and he became numb.

After getting the bald thief, Master Ma shouted in high spirits: "Lao Xia, let's have a bowl of fried noodles and three bottles of beer."

As a result, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement on Lao Xia's side.

Master Ma looked over and saw Lao Xia looking at him with a bitter look on his face.

Next to Lao Xia, Xia Nan was cutting something with a kitchen knife in front of the chopping board?

Lao Xia shrugged at Taoist Ma, looking like his ancestors were angry and helpless.

Master Ma shouted: "Xia Nan, a bowl of fried noodles and three bottles of beer."

Xia Nan didn't raise her head, she hid on the cutting board hard, and replied: "No sell!"

Master Ma was stunned and leaned over to Lao Xia and asked, "What's the point of this girl? And your pig head meat is so chopped, why did you sell Roujiamo instead?"

Old Xia gave him a blank look. Before he could speak, he heard that Xia Nan was not angry and fixed the kitchen knife on the chopping board: "If you don't buy, don't surround us, it will delay our business."

Master Ma scratched his head: "Hey... I buy it, I buy fried noodles."

Xia Nan said: "I won't sell you!"

Master Ma said with a hilarious smile: "Are you hit by a car?"

Xia Nan raised her head and said, "I just don't sell you, what's the matter!"

Master Ma squinted his mouth, squinted his eyes, and finally looked behind him, then laughed and said, "You are not jealous, are you?"

When Xia Nan heard this, he glanced at him: "I am jealous? Who am I jealous? Yours? Are you worthy?"

Principal Ma laughed: "What Liuzi said yesterday alarmed the police station. I went to see someone for treatment. I'm discharged from the hospital today. The police station sent someone to notify me, and thanked me for my help.

Alas, you don’t think that the policewoman who drives sports cars will fall in love with me, a poor and sloppy Taoist priest, right?”

Xia Nan stopped the knife in her hand, then looked at Master Ma suspiciously and said, "Really?"

Master Ma raised his hand and sweared: "It's true. If there is a lie, let the Thunder God and Lightning Mother kill me."

Xia Nan pursed her lips, then glared at Master Ma viciously and said, "What do you care about me? Let's go away, I won't sell you!"

Master Ma had no choice but to go home in shame.

However, his butt was not hot yet, and he heard a plate was thrown on his table for a while.

Master Ma leaned over and looked at it, frowned and said, "This... fried pepper meat powder? Is this your new dish?"

Xia Nan gave him a blank look and said, "If you like it or not."

Xia Nan left afterwards.

Master Ma grinned and smiled: "I said, Xia Nan, you won't really fall in love with Dao Master, right? Dao Master, I am a monk and can't get married."

Xia Nan trembled, turned around and glared at him fiercely, and quickly left.

As a result, the voice of Monk Jingkong came from the shop next to him: "Amitabha, donor Xia Nan, the bull's nose is a Taoist priest in Huoju. He can get married and have children... It's okay to get a certificate! If he can't give birth, it's his health. But now medicine is developed, it's not a problem!"

"Get out!" Xia Nan outside and Taoist Ma in the room cursed at the same time.

It’s just that Taoist Ma was really scolding, while Xia Nan was a little happy.

Lao Xia saw all this, then shook his head with a wry smile. Not long after, the roller shutter door opened again, and then Lao Xia was surprised to see that a monk and a Taoist actually came out with a big bag on his back.

Lao Xia asked curiously: "Are you going to travel far?"

Master Ma said, "Yes, go out for a walk and come back in two days. Lao Xia, if someone comes to the door, please help me watch it, and leave a phone number."

Lao Xia smiled bitterly and said, "There is no one in your store all year round... As for Master Jing Sora, his customers are fixed, so there should be contact information, right?"

Monk Jingkong clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the donor is right. Now it is the Internet era, who can leave a phone number? It's a terrible one."

Master Ma raised his leg and kicked it. Monk Jingkong jumped away and waved to the car at the same time.

Not long after, two strange things were added outside the Lingnan City High-speed Railway Station.

A bald monk, pink, handsome, white, wearing a white monk's robe, with sunglasses, and an automatic follower system behind him, a suitcase like a robot.

Another was wearing a shabby Taoist robe, with a shaved beard, and a little casual and careless person in a drunken eyes, carrying a big bag like a Taoist priest who was fleeing famine.

The two of them walked past and immediately attracted countless glances.

Usually, I first saw the sloppy Taoist priest, and then looked at the stunning handsome monk in disgust.

The monk raised his chest and raised his head throughout the whole process, and moved forward with a smile.

The Taoist priest had a pair of thief eyes, sweeping around, and raising his eyebrows from time to time, just like an old hooligan. However, because no one cared about him, he was at will...

Along the way, a girl came forward to meet with the monk, and only a few met with Taoist Ma, but they usually had this conversation: "Hello, Taoist Master, are you with that master? Really, yes, Master, your sunglasses are so beautiful, where did you buy them?"
Chapter completed!