The strategy failed, she came back holding the bottle

The abbot likes to eat sweets, and the sensible little monk remembers the preferences of every leader.

Monks are also divided into different levels, and you also have to learn to read people's expressions.

The abbot is the most majestic person in the temple. He always has the final say and is considered a role model and idol for every monk in the temple.

Everything the idol does is right. If the idol wants to eat shit, he will be the first to take it with a bowl in his hands.

The young monk's eyes were bright, but the abbot pushed him hard without paying any attention, causing him to stagger and almost fall down while holding on to the door. Then a sharp explosion broke out in the room.

"Ah..." This sound comes from the unrighteous and the immoral.

"Ah!" This was the groundhog cry from the abbot, and the little monk felt that his idol was about to break.

"You, you... are corrupt! You are disrespectful! You are shameless!"

The abbot's face was a mixture of shock and confusion. He covered his bald head with his hands and pointed at them in disbelief with trembling fingers.

At this moment, the two people were still connected. After being frightened, the medicine they had taken beforehand was ineffective, and their strength and fighting spirit were instantly lost.

"Uh! Abbot, please listen to our explanation. It's not what you think."

The young monk couldn't stand it any longer, so he leaned against the door frame and said, "Brother Wudao, there are so many people here, please take your hand off the butt of the uncle who supervises the temple first before you speak."

"And Uncle-Master, isn't it all over? Stop pouting. It's too...eye-irritating."

"..."

The hand was like placing on a hot potato, and it shrank back instantly. The quilt was lifted up, and there was another scream. Then the people on the bed began to cover themselves with quilts and put on clothes in a hurry.

This room is a single dormitory for the abbot, with one bedroom and one living room, which is quite spacious.

Seeing that the situation had come to this, the young monk no longer needed to worry about this secret he had accidentally discovered! Fortunately, he had not been brave enough to report it before, otherwise he would have been the one to be drugged!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel more grateful and moved stools for the few people to sit on. While pouring water, he saved his image and said:

"In fact, every one of us monks is devoted to the Buddha and has absolutely no disrespect in our hearts. This incident is an exception. Donors, please do not tell others about this, so as not to damage the reputation of the temple."

Duan Zhou knocked on the table in front of Man Yue. "That's really interesting. I'm afraid you have a misunderstanding about the word 'reputation'. Look at my daughter, she was almost rendered mute by the poison. This matter...you have to give an explanation!"

Man Yue: That’s not the case.

Upon hearing this, the abbot who was eavesdropping nearby felt a chill on his forehead. The Buddhist temple had already been temporarily closed due to the murder case. If this were to be exposed, it would further affect the flow of tourists!

The two people on the bed were almost dressed. The abbot cleared his throat in disappointment:

"I said earlier that everyone in our temple abides by the rules and precepts. You...you, you really disappoint me."

He pointed at Wude and said, "I considered you the most responsible abbot, and him the most diligent role model for others to follow. That's why I followed your advice every month and awarded him the red flag for the most beautiful monk! Is that all diligence is?"

The abbot got out of bed. His butt was in great pain from the intense exercise. He limped a little as he took a few steps, his face flushed with shame.

"We can't help ourselves. Besides, how did you know?"

"You still have the nerve to ask? You drugged someone to keep him quiet, and now you've even come to my door. Hurry up and find a way to give him an explanation."

"Explain?"

The two people suddenly panicked.

"Didn't you say it was okay?"

"how could I know."

"Hey!" Duan Zhou stood up: "We all heard it!"

The abbot condemned them in his heart: "I leave them to you to deal with. Call the police or beat them up. From now on, they are no longer members of our temple."

After he finished speaking, the two men were stunned. Seeing the abbot waving to the little monk to leave, they became anxious.

But before he could beg for mercy, something even more dangerous came.

Duan Zhou took the two children and Shen Zhizhi out with a tactful look, and then only Jiang Feng and the two monks were left in the room.

Monk: "Well, brother, don't be impulsive. We were also confused for a moment. How about this, if you forgive us this time, we can compensate you with money as mental damages. What do you think?"

Jiang Feng put down the phone in his hand, lowered his eyes and moved his wrist.

It’s not that they are cowardly, but the tall and strong young man in front of them, who looks young, is too tough to deal with. One punch from him is probably enough to hurt them.

Seeing that the suggestion of paying compensation was not going to work, the monk simply gritted his teeth and said, "If you're still not satisfied with this, why don't we go to another place next time so that the three of us can... have a discussion?"

Jiang Feng looked up in an instant: "What did you say?"

The abbot tugged at his clothes and said angrily, "What are you talking about, you bastard?"

The person who made the suggestion thought Jiang Feng was interested and began to press his advantage. He walked up to him, smiled, pinched the muscles on his arm and said:

"My brother doesn't look very old, but he has a good figure. He probably hasn't tried being with a man..."

boom!

An intolerable fist turned into an afterimage and hit him in the face. It was obvious that Jiang Feng was disgusted.

He was knocked unconscious by a punch and fell to the ground.

"Ah! Husband, how are you?"

Jiang Feng: "Don't worry, it's your turn!"

Outside the door, he could vaguely hear screams from inside. Duan Zhou grimaced as he listened. While trying to find a topic to talk to Shen Zhizhi, he watched the two children digging soil and building a house in the flower bed in the yard.

Qian Ziyi had been pondering a question for a while, and now she asked in confusion: "Can two men have a child?"

Man Yue shook her head: "Of course not?"

Qian Ziyi: "Then why do they still do that?"

"What?" Man Yue raised her hand to her forehead to block the sun, not reacting to what Qian Ziyi said.

So Qian Ziyi imitated her and clapped her hands, clapping! clapping! clapping!

"I've only seen Da Huang and Xiao Bai, and also Dad and Aunt Secretary. Dad and Da Huang did the same thing, both took out Ji Ji... Hmm."

Man Yue covered her mouth all of a sudden. As expected, no matter how mature she looked, she was still a child after all and dared to say anything.

Qian Ziyi: "Why are you covering my mouth?"

Man Yue: "This is a matter for adults. They call it love. It's also allowed between men."

Qian Ziyi didn’t understand, but the light bulb above her head lit up: “I suddenly thought of a good idea.”

Man Yue lowered her head to peel the lollipop in her hand: "What?"

Qian Ziyi: "Don't you want a stepmother? But your father doesn't seem to like that bad woman. Since it's okay for men to be with men, why don't we let Uncle Duan be your stepmother?"

The lollipop in Man Yue's hand suddenly fell and was covered with mud on the ground.

She almost laughed out loud at this great idea: "You are such a genius! How did you come up with this great idea?"

Qian Ziyi didn't hear the hidden meaning behind this and said proudly, "Why don't we take action tonight?"