famous moon

Chapter 565
"Fart your mother!" Mrs. Zhang threatened: "Second brother, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will tear your mouth apart!"

Mrs. Zhang Er felt aggrieved, and said: "Sister, you have been threatening me with these words all these years, so that every time I have a nightmare, I have to touch my mouth, is it good? You see , my bed, even the needle and thread are ready, I am worried that you will tear my mouth, so I can sew it up immediately."

Lin Qinghe said: "I believe that Zen Master Dashan is not that kind of person. Although he did something wrong this time, I believe that he will never break the sex ring."

As he spoke, he walked to his side, smiled, and said: "People are not sages and sages can do nothing. Even an eminent monk like Zen Master sometimes gets confused."

Zen Master Dashan's face turned pale, he clasped his palms together, and said, "Amitabha."

However, Lin Qinghe took advantage of this opportunity and reached into Zen Master Dashan's chest with one hand extremely quickly, and took out an item from his lapel. She did it on purpose, and she moved so fast.

After she succeeded, she quickly left and hid beside Huang Zhiyuan, because she knew the power of the seven-kill compass in Zen Master Dashan's hand. Sure enough, Zen Master Dashan waved the compass, and the golden spoon flew out and shot at the Lin Qinghe was hacked back by Huang Zhiyuan's Ice Soul Dragon Sparrow.

Lin Qinghe raised the things in his hands and said, "Look, everyone, what is this?"

In her hand is a small purse with two mandarin ducks embroidered on it, and an orange character.

Everyone started guessing, and Mrs. Zhang's face turned pale, and the hatred in her eyes became stronger.

Lin Qinghe said: "Everyone, please look, there is an orange character on it, and Mrs. Zhang's boudoir name is Xiuju, so I can conclude that this purse is a gift from Mrs. Zhang to Zen Master Dashan. "

Immediately someone asked below, and said: "Miss Qing He, I am a little puzzled when I say this. Since the master is an eminent monk and has been a monk for so many years, how is it possible to carry this pouch of love with him every day?"

Lin Qinghe smiled and said: "It seems that only Zen Master Dashan can explain this question, but Zen Master, would you like to listen to me?"

Zen Master Dashan's face was like water, and he said, "Say it."

Lin Qinghe smiled and said, "This purse was indeed a token of love that Mrs. Zhang gave you back then, but after you became a monk, you returned this purse to Mrs. Zhang in order to end the relationship. But no I thought, this time, Mrs. Zhang gave you this purse again, just to remind you of the past, so as to help her complete this plan. Master, although you are already an eminent monk, you accidentally fell into a demon barrier , so obsessively agreed to her."

After hearing this, Zen Master Dashan breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Almsgiver, the poor monk is ashamed. Amitabha, you are the most intelligent woman I have ever seen. What you said is true. The poor monk bids farewell."

As he said that, he put away the seven-kill compass in his hand, and said to Mrs. Zhang: "Xiuju, please listen to the poor monk's advice, this matter cannot go wrong again, and from now on, you and I will never see each other again."

Turning around leisurely, the monk's robes fluttered, and he left in the dust.

Mrs. Zhang's eyes widened. She never thought that such a careful calculation would go wrong!

Is this Lin Qinghe a god-man?She is really terrible, no wonder Mrs. Lin can't subdue her, it's not unreasonable.

(End of this chapter)