Shoufu's favored wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 420, I can't understand
In the end, Yumian Big Tail Wolf found out his conscience and asked:
"What's your name?"

"Ah? The junior is unable to comprehend."

Yumian: "..."

It's fine for Tianlong Temple to sell dog meat as a sheep's trick, but what kind of stupid names are they given to disciples?

"I lack a little follower to run errands, and you are the only one."

After donating the jade face of great kindness and greatness, the big-tailed wolf turned his head and left, leaving a handsome back, and then found that the little follower didn't move... Tsk tsk, what a headache.

Turning around, he hugged the little bald head, tucked it under his armpit, and left.

"Ah, benefactor, let me go, ah, let me down, benefactor... woo woo... benefactor!"

The wicked monk originally thought he was doomed, but he didn't expect to see a bright future, so he just asked them to wait by the side, so his mind became active again, and the lawsuits over his eyebrows and eyes were like lightning. After a long time, he was selected from more than 400 people A representative raised his hand and said:
"Report sir, I have important secrets that I need to tell your lords!"

Then he was going to persuade the little soldier to take him to see the adults with a hundred reasons, but he didn't expect the little soldier to take a look at him and lead him forward without saying a word.

The great monk couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Until he saw the stern and mean man in black, who was playing around with a young monk in the monastery under his arm, the big monk felt another sudden...

"Sir, this monk said he has something important to report."

"Um……"

Yumian. The big-tailed wolf stopped playing pranks on the little monk, and responded softly, showing carelessness all over his body.

"This... Your Excellency, I have something important to report, so I ask you to retire."

The great monk has a serious face, and it is written all over his face that I have an ulterior secret to tell you.

Yumian wondered if Xiaoqing had cleaned up Tianlong Temple, what else could there be?

He signaled the soldier to go up and wait, but he hadn't loosened the grip on the little bald head. The little monk should shave his head every day. Didn't he follow him out in the wasteland for so long and no one cared about him? There is a layer of small fluff emerging from the head, which is half soft but not hard, which is very fun.

Seeing this man's indifferent look, the great monk immediately lost three points of confidence in his heart, but he still looked mysterious, and leaned forward and said:

"My lord, do you know how many years it has been since Tianlong Temple was built?"

He made a fool of himself and waited for the man in black to take the bait. As expected, the man in black stopped stroking the monk's head and turned to look at him. His voice didn't have the slightest ups and downs or expectations.

"Say what you want to say, and get out if you don't. Where did so much nonsense come from? Is it enough for you?"

Great monk: "..."

Suddenly I don't want to talk anymore.

The great monk who originally thought it was a good job rushing to come felt guilty for a while, but the other party didn't answer his words, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say aggrievedly:
"It is said that there is a secret treasure house in Tianlong Temple. It is those hidden treasures. It has been accumulated for hundreds of years, and the amount is huge!"

Speaking of this, the great monk remained silent again, eagerly waiting for a reaction from the other party, only to see that the other party didn't even lift his eyelids.

"No one knows how much wealth is in this treasury, but I heard from the abbot that the location should be near the cell!"

"Well……"

Yumian's casual memory, the abbot...is that Erlang God, heh!

It turned out that so many monks knew about this treasure, so how could they give her daughter-in-law a betrothal gift?
Yumian was not happy.

His face darkened.

A voice in the armpit said:
"The donor should not arbitrarily add to the evil, Amitabha, good and good."

　Today is the rehearsal for the anniversary fireworks of the Bird's Nest. . .I deliberately ran over there early, but unfortunately all of them are under martial law, the building is too high, and I feel lonely after seeing it.

　　It's not as good-looking as the circle of friends. . .

　　I'm going to start singing. . . .I am hungry and my motherland... cannot be separated for a moment...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)