Mistakenly provoked a black-bellied junior brother

Chapter 23
"Mariko??" Zhishan glanced slightly with her phoenix eyes, expressing her doubts about the name.

"It's Zhiyuan!" Hua Weiluo just remembered that Yuanzi was her nickname for Junior Brother Zhiyuan, and Junior Brother Zhishan didn't know it.

"..." Zhishan still didn't respond, but still looked at her with puzzled eyes.

"This morning, when you were standing under the old banyan tree, the little junior who greeted you, the one with the round face!!" Seeing him, Hua Weiluo still didn't remember, so she had to continue explaining to him.

"..."

"Still not impressed?" Hua Weiluo felt a little speechless, this guy is so good at martial arts, why is his memory so bad.

"In the Taoist temple, many people greet me every day." Zhishan pondered for a moment, then continued: "Besides, every junior has a round face..."

"..." Hua Weiluo choked on his words, and then retorted resentfully: "Nonsense, I see Zhizhen's face is square!!"

"Zhi is really my senior brother." Zhi Shan glanced at her lightly, and replied with disdain.

"Uh……"

This... Hua Weiluo tilted her head and thought for a while, as if she hadn't seen a few juniors just now, it's really hard to say whether the faces of other juniors are round or not.

"Okay...let's not discuss this issue anymore." Hua Weiluo felt that she seemed to have the upper hand a little bit, so she quickly changed the subject and said: "Well, I heard that you rarely talk to people in the Taoist temple, why are you talking now?" Would you like to talk to me?"

"..." Zhishan glanced at her blankly, completely disdainful of answering her questions, and continued to walk quickly towards the dining area.

Well... She is being self-indulgent...

In fact, people just talk when they want to talk, and they don’t talk when they don’t want to talk.

This kind of personality really makes people feel a little bit painful...

When they arrived at the dining area, Hua Weiluo looked at the big room curiously.

The room was very empty, with rows of long tables neatly arranged, and each Taoist priest lined up in order with his rice bowl, waiting for the person at the front to distribute the food.

And every Taoist priest who received the food bowed slightly, took the rice bowl, and sat down at the table in order, but did not start eating.

Hua Weiluo glanced at Zhishan who was empty-handed, and couldn't help whispering: "We both didn't bring bowls, how can we eat?"

"Oh... I brought it..." Zhishan took out a white jade porcelain bowl from his large sleeve robe with a very calm expression, and said to Hua Weiluo in a calm tone.

"..."

I took a deep dive! !Junior brother, your sleeve robe is the treasure chest of the robot cat, right? ?There are gauze, medicine bottles, and even bowls? ?Nima, will you take out a pair of chopsticks or even a spoon from your sleeve robe after a while? ?
"Then what should I do??" Hua Weiluo looked at Zhishan with black lines all over her head, and said with a flattering expression: "Junior Zhishan, since you have everything in your sleeve robe, can you give it to me?" Turn it into a bowl too??"

"..." Zhishan's face, which was calm just now, suddenly changed, and then turned his head to one side, and said in a flat voice, "No."

"..."

Damn, there is no bowl, why are you calling me for dinner? ?
You did it on purpose, didn't you! ? ?
Hua Weiluo stared at him angrily with watery eyes.

(End of this chapter)