Although Lu Fan did not look back, Lu Fan did walk a little bit slower. Zhu Menghan hurried over and hugged his arm, and said affectionately: "Nonsense, your steps are too big, people almost can't keep up with you."
Seeing this scene, Yue Qingyin looked at the lines in her mind again, and she bit her silver teeth and trot over, hugged Lu Fan's other arm, and then glared at Zhu Menghan.
"Charlene, nonsense, this is my boyfriend, not your boyfriend, why do you always seduce him."
"Hehe, I was also his girlfriend before, so why can't I seduce him." Zhu Menghan's slender fingers circled Lu Fan's arm and said with a charming face.
"Hmph, you all said nonsense is your old boyfriend, now he is my boyfriend, please show respect." Yue Qingyin's pretty face stared at Zhu Menghan pretending to be fierce.
"Hehe, who knows if he will resurrect me, the old love will relapse, and..."
Zhu Menghan looked at Yue Qingyin's figure, and took advantage of her carelessly touching her to round her Huns, and said with a chuckle: "Maybe he is tired of you already, maybe he wants to be with me."
"You... are too deceiving, I'm fighting with you."
"Okay, don't quarrel, it's already there." In order to stop the two, Lu Fan stretched out his hands and caught the towering front of the two Huns, and squeezed it subconsciously.
"what!"
"what!"
"Nonsense, so many people are watching, how can you be like this." Yue Qingyin took a step back, her face flushed, she didn't know if she was angry or ashamed.
"Nonsense, you rascal." Zhu Menghan exclaimed angrily.
"Um..." Lu Fan touched his nose and smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
"Hey, isn't this the benefactor Hu?"
At this time, a monk in front of the Foguang Temple walked over with a Zen stick.
The monk was wearing a yellow robes. Judging from his whitish beard, he should be very old, but his face was red and there were no wrinkles.
There is something, everyone nodded in their hearts.
"Amitabha Buddha, Hu Shizhu, fortunate to be able to meet." The monk folded his hands together, said lightly the Buddha's name, and then looked at Lu Fan gently.
"Yes, Master Xuan Ye, long time no see." Lu Fan looked down at the few scars on the monk's head, and said cautiously: "Master, I'm in trouble, please help me out."
Master Xuan Ye stroked his white beard and smiled kindly: "I can be considered to be destined to benefactor Hu, please tell me, if you can help, the poor monk will definitely help."
"Great, let me introduce it to the master." Lu Fan leaned over, revealing the five young beauties behind him, and introduced: "These are the same as me, and they have encountered the same problem. Please also ask the master to help us. "
Master Xuan Ye glanced at Zhu Menghan and said with a smile that all men know: "Hu Shizhu, don’t worry, you can tell me slowly. Although the poor monk sees your Yin Tang dark, it has not yet endangered it. Donor your life is safe."
When Lu Fan heard the master say that, it seemed to be a real skill, so he slowly began to speak: "It was today a year ago, and the weather is as sunny as today..."
"and many more!"
The corner of Master Xuan Ye's eyes jumped, interrupted Lu Fan, and stroked his beard and said, "Donor, you should make a long story short, I can figure out the details."
"Everyone picked up a black mobile phone somehow, and then a supernatural incident happened. We were almost killed by a supernatural thing."
Master Xuan Ye showed a stunned look and said, "It turns out that this is the case. Can you show the cell phone you found to the donor to the poor monk?"
"Give."
Lu Fan took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Master Xuan Ye.
Master Xuan Ye looked left and looked again, chanting a few unintelligible spells in his mouth, and finally said with a serious face: "There is indeed a yin spirit on it, it seems that a resentful spirit has been attached to it."
"Master, great, please help us." Lu Xiaoshuang grabbed Master Xuan Ye's arm and said with a sorrowful face.
"This... this..." Master Xuan Ye turned to look away, his expression a little embarrassed.
"Well, Master, as long as you can help us, I will donate 200,000 incense money to Foguang Temple afterwards." Lu Fan glanced at Master Xuan Ye and knew what he wanted.
"Amitabha, good and good."
Master Xuan Ye's snow-white eyebrows jumped, and his hands clasped together with a smile: "It is the duty of the poor monk to eliminate demons and guard the way. How can you ask for incense money from the donor?"
Suddenly, Lu Fan's eyes changed.
This is a real monk!
Lu Fan was also ashamed of his nasty thoughts. He also thought about the amount of incense money he donated after the movie was over.
So Lu Fan said, "Then..."
Unexpectedly, Master Xuan Ye continued to say: "But since the donor sincerely asks for the Buddha, it is probably not appropriate to not accept the incense money from the donor. In that case, the poor monk will collect the 200,000 incense money on behalf of the temple."
"Forehead."
Lu Fan nodded, and said blankly: "Master is compassionate, I admire him very much."
"There are two ways to get rid of the curse."
Master Xuan Ye stretched out two fingers and said, "One cures the symptoms and the other cures the root cause, which one do you want to choose?"
Zhu Menghan asked curiously: "Master, how do you treat the symptoms? How do you treat the root cause?"
Master Xuan Ye touched his beard and said, "The symptom is that I will conjure your mobile phone to ensure that you will not be infected with grievances."
"That's the cure." Zhu Menghan continued to ask.
"It is a bit difficult to cure the root cause, but for the poor monk, it is still easy."
"Great, please help us solve the curse quickly, Master." Lin Xixi exclaimed excitedly, "It's better to turn on the phone for us."
"This... this..." Master Xuan Ye began to speak again, his small eyes staring at the surroundings.
Well, Lu Fan knows what it means.
"Haha." Lu Fan laughed loudly: "Master, you only need to solve the curse for us, and the incense money is easy to say. After the event is completed, we will donate another 200,000 incense money to Foguang Temple, which is a little respect for us."
"Amitabha, the donor is really generous." Master Xuan Ye suddenly smiled, and the beard all laughed.
"However, because there is no donation in this temple all the year round, even the living supplies are lacking. Donor, can you..." Xuan Ye asked embarrassedly.
Well, this is still a master who doesn't see rabbits or scatter eagles.
However, where does Lu Fan have money, will he go to work for Zhu Menghan if he has money
"Give."
"There is one hundred thousand in it, and the next three hundred thousand will be paid when things are done." Zhu Menghan generously handed Master Xuan Ye a bank card, and said with a light smile.
Master Xuan Ye suddenly smiled and accepted the bank card, and said, "Thank you for the female benefactor. The poor monk will immediately prepare to go to the source of the curse with you."
"By the way, do you know the source of the curse?"
"we know."
"It's good to know, then it's easy."
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