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Chapter 405 The Holy Monk Seeks Marriage (9)

"I don't care, I want to eat meat."

"No."

"If I can't get meat, I'll want to die, and I'll spit blood all over your face with my longsword."

That's an extremely shameless statement.

The best way to deal with such a scoundrel is to ignore him.

Clearly, Xuan Li understands this principle.

He looked away and said, "If you don't want to eat, then go hungry."

Then let them go hungry...

Shen Yun's face darkened; she never imagined she would hear those words from Xuan Li's mouth.

She stammered for a while before finally managing to utter, "Damn it."

Xuan Li could never have imagined that this was an insult, so he could only remain silent.

Shen Yun gave him a deep look, then coldly snorted and walked out the door.

Xuan Li was left speechless, staring at the dishes on the table.

She went out, but not because she couldn't argue with him.

Instead, she felt that no matter what, a monk couldn't possibly produce meat for her.

Therefore, Shen Yun decided to rely on his own efforts.

She went to the kitchen, took a tinderbox and seasonings such as salt, and then went to the back mountain.

Half an incense stick later, she sadly slaughtered a chicken by the stream.

She's so pitiful, really.

She actually believed what that scoundrel said.

They promised that he would only ever fall in love with her at first sight, and then shower her with affection and love.

You can fart, right?

Judging from his attitude just now, it seemed like love at first sight?
Shen Yun glanced at the pheasant, which was dripping with oil from roasting, and curled her lip. She didn't believe him anyway.

A man's mouth, a liar.

I was originally planning to cut things off quickly and give her a kiss, but now... haha.

Kiss my ass.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be impossible for him to become a holy monk.

After a while, Shen Yun thoughtfully processed the chicken bones, then came up with a good idea. Counting the days, Xia Yan should be arriving soon.

The scene of lust at first sight is about to unfold.

She refused to believe that Xuan Li could turn her into a green turtle.

……

The monks in the temple have been acting strangely these past few days; the female benefactor, who had been making a huge fuss, has suddenly quieted down.

Not only that, she also looks very gentle.

The monks guarding the entrance all had rosy cheeks.

There is no other reason.

However, this female benefactor's complexion is just too good.

Although they are monks and nuns, and should be free from worldly desires, their bodies' most direct reactions cannot lie.

Without the female benefactor causing trouble in front of him, Xuan Li felt both relaxed and uneasy.

That female benefactor was very beautiful.

As the years passed, the body turned to ashes. This face was not the most beautiful he had ever seen, but it was the one that touched his heart the most.

The prayer beads in his hand kept turning, but his mind was no longer as calm as before.

Amitabha.

This is his fault.

Xia Yan did not bring the Empress or the Imperial Concubine with him when he came to Jile Temple.

It's unfair to bring either one; if you bring both, a fight will break out sooner or later.

So Xia Yan simply didn't bring anyone with him. The excuse was that it was a sacred Buddhist site, and what would women be doing there?
Although the two were dissatisfied, they had no choice but to agree in the end.

I was thinking to myself, it's just a Buddhist temple, what could possibly happen?

Xia Yan wasn't wearing a dragon robe when he went out; he was just in plain clothes. So, Shen Yun, who was crouching in the corner, couldn't tell which one was him.

It's all because this person looks too ordinary; you wouldn't notice them in a crowd.

She looked at it for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out.

In the end, all we could do was wait on the sidelines, figuring we could just see who the monks talked to later.

It's impossible for these monks to insist on speaking to the guards instead of their masters.

(End of this chapter)