Shaolin monk

After saying that, Youya Youzai turned and left.

Fang Shiyu rolled his eyes helplessly in the bathtub, looked up at Ling Duoduo, and asked, "Calling you 'Master Uncle', can I eat meat at night?"

"I scalded your tendons with hot water, not your brain. What are you thinking about?" Ling Duoduo reached out to touch the water in the bucket, frowned slightly, and said, "The water is cold. It's so bad, I'll go empty it and get a new one."

This time Fang Shiyu didn't wail any nonsense about scalding water and killing people. After three days of struggle, he has fully realized that the scene of howling ghosts and wolves is useless in front of this bad monk.

This time, his focus was not on the so-called hot water. He rested his cheek on the edge of the tub, looked at him quite miraculously and said, "Little master, it's not my illusion. , Huigan and the others are all self-proclaimed 'little monks' in front of them, why did you and me talk about it when you came to me?"

It's not that he's acquainted, and his true nature is revealed a bit. After all, he is a monk who has become a monk halfway through, and he really doesn't like the self-proclaimed "little monk".Ling Duoduo didn't bother to answer, turned around with the empty bucket and was about to leave.

Fang Shiyu jumped from the bathtub, chasing after his back and shouting: "Have you already made me your friend, hey, hey—monastics don't lie, you have to tell the truth, hey——"