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In the dim night, a figure sneaked into the wine cellar of Yalan Courtyard, looked around cunningly, saw no one noticed, and then muttered in a low voice: "No one, then why am I so uneasy, I feel in danger What about it? Did you drink too much? Forget it, it’s important to get the wine.”

Pushing open the door quietly, she was dumbfounded looking at the empty wine cellar.

"You're dumbfounded! Little thief!" Mengmeng suddenly appeared behind Xingyin like a ghost.

"Ghost(⊙o⊙)——!"

"Are you the ghost, or the ghost who stole the wine, hmph—"

The thing that caused her to steal the wine was also discovered by the young lady.

Xingyin was wronged, and stammered back: "I, I——, I have money to pay."

Mengmeng stretched out three fingers, and said nonchalantly, "Cut, 100 taels. The four jars of wine you stole are not worth 100 taels. The wine jars are not worth 300 taels, but they are high-quality ceramics made by us, at least [-] taels."

"You you——, liar!" But he himself was even more wronged!

"Hmph, if you don't believe me, let's go to the government. And the Huadiao wine is not an ordinary wine. It's in the Herbal Food Hall, but it's worth a thousand dollars. Let's go, let's go to the government."

When Xingyin heard it, he screamed in secret, he didn't expect it to be so expensive.No wonder it's so delicious and amazing, but unfortunately I didn't get it tonight, so let's slip.If he meets an official, he will be ashamed, and he will lose his head in front of his friends and apprentices in the future.

Seeing the monk, Mengmeng's eyes rolled wildly, and she knew she wanted to slip away.

No door, not even a window!

Xingyin's heartbeat moved, and he flew away with a long step.

"Simba—" I saw a white shadow swooping over.

"Ah—" screamed again and again, "Old—old—tiger"

Xingyin looked at the place on her clothes that was scratched by the white tiger's claws, feeling lingering fear in her heart.He looked at the girl opposite with aggrieved, he was just drinking secretly.As for letting the tiger bite him?Who did fourth master marry?Even raising a tiger, the maid is so tough.

Mengmeng raised her chin with a smile on her face, and asked, "Humph, how do you feel, do you still want to run?"

Xingyin shook his head quickly, he wanted to run, but he didn't dare!The tiger felt his spine go numb just looking at him.

Simba froze around the sex voice, flashing its sharp tiger claws from time to time.

Xingyin looked at the cold light on the tiger's claws, and prayed in his heart, Buddha, I was wrong, please save your poor disciple!

"Simba, the lady said that we want us to catch the thief, and we can go to claim the credit if we catch the thief. If the lady is happy, I will give you a spiritual fruit?" Mengmeng ignored the trembling voice and continued Bewitch Simba.

So, in Simba's head, there was such an equivalent substitution: wine thief = credit = reward = spiritual fruit, excited.In Simba's eyes, Xingyin turned into a yellow-orange spiritual fruit, drooling at him covetously.

Buddha, it will not eat me!Buddha, why does someone raise a tiger here, and it is still such a tiger with a more powerful spirituality than him!

"How about it, how do you plan to compensate, money or wine?"

"The wine has already been drunk" can't make up for it, he feels aggrieved, after all, he is also a disciple of a generation of eminent monks, and he was bullied by a hairy girl and a tiger.

"That's losing money. The four jars of wine and the four wine jars total 400 taels of silver. Bring them here!" He stretched out his little white hand.

"No money—" Sexual voice hummed, lowering her head in shame.

"Are you kidding me? Want to drink white wine! Simba, you can eat now."

"Hoho—" Although it doesn't like human flesh, Simba fought hard for the spiritual fruit.

"Is it okay to make an IOU? I really don't have any money—" His famous name!Xingyin burst into tears.

Mengmeng squeezed her chin, thought for a moment and said, "Well, that's fine, but what if you don't admit it? Who are you? Where do you live? Why do you come here to steal wine?" This is her real purpose. , Miss's safety is more important than anything else.

"Sajia Xingyin, the monk of Yunju Temple, is now by Si Ye's side."

This monk is honest, Mengmeng's spiritual attainments are not low, so he can tell the truth from the fake, "How do you know you came here to steal wine?"

"It smells of wine."

Is this still a human nose?Tougher than a dog, cute and smacking her tongue.

"Forget it, Mengmeng, let him go!" Wan Ru showed up, she was worried about Mengmeng and Simba, in case of losing, what to do, she was very defensive.

Wan Ru said to Xing Yin: "You and Mr. Wu are close friends, so I will suffer a bit and allow you to use four of his calligraphy and paintings to pay off the debt."

"It's you! Why are you here? No wonder—" The maids and tigers here are so powerful, "Okay!"

Even the master is not her opponent, and it is not shameful to fold myself in her hands.Besides, are those few broken calligraphy and paintings worth thousands of taels?It must be to give the master face.

It has to be said that Kong Kong didn't learn anything about his shrewd voice, he was just a pure warrior, and he automatically made up for Wan Ru's words.

"Hey! Is this the wine thief?" The two little heads said in a daze.

These two steamed stuffed buns sneaked here without telling the servants, fearing that they would not let them follow, they hid them in the wine cellar first.But after all, they were young, so they fell asleep while cuddling each other, and only woke up when they heard movement.

"Why are you here?" Looking at the frozen buns, Wan Ru frowned, and hurriedly said, "Grandma, make some ginger soup for them."

Then he turned his head and said to them, "Don't go into the house yet."

"Oh—" the two buns obediently responded.When he came to the monk, he deliberately stopped to look, and then left with the nanny.

"I've seen you, Uncle Eighteen is someone close to Ama." Hong Yun nodded affirmatively at Yin Jin, he was very confident in his memory.

"Uh——" I can say no, oh my god, the prince will definitely know, Xingyin said with a bitter face: "Second elder brother, let's discuss—" Can we not tell others.

"I don't talk to thieves." Hong Yun turned his head and left with Yin Jin.

"Mengmeng, send the master away." After finishing speaking, she turned and went back to the room, ha, so sleepy.

"Master of Liquor Stealing, please, I will wait for you to pay the debt tomorrow!" He said, taking the hand of the monk Xingyin, pressing it in the ink pad, and then imprinting the handprint on the IOU, "I have been waiting for you "As he spoke, he deliberately shook the IOU in his hand, and then left too.

Leaving the sex tone monk messy in the cold wind.

Xingyin, who returned to Qingyunyuan, was about to bury her head in the bed and cry, her whole face was in the shape of a bitter melon.He had already seen how Wu Sidao, Ling Feng and Fourth Master would look at him when they knew about it. He was so famous in the first life, and his voice was crazy, and he shouted in his heart.

"Xingyin, you're back." Wu Sidao came over when he heard the movement in the west wing.

Xingyin shouted in a panic: "Don't come in." He hurried to the door and blocked it.

"What's the matter—" Wu Sidao's worried voice came from outside the room.

"It's okay, just went to see a friend and drank too much, fell down, and was quite embarrassed, so I won't let you in to watch jokes."

"Oh, then you go to bed early." I left with confidence, and I have to say that honest people are lying, and the credibility is still very high.

"Phew, it's safe." Xingyin swiftly destroyed the clothes on her body, and then let out a long breath.Thinking about how to steal calligraphy and painting tomorrow, I fell asleep thinking about it.

"Miss, do you think that monk will renege on his debt? Why didn't he come when the sun was already setting? I knew I would have poisoned him." Mengmeng asked worriedly.

"It's okay, as the saying goes, 'If you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple', isn't there the old monk Kongkong from Yunju Temple?"

"Come out" as if saying to the blooming cherry tree in the distance, in fact, they already knew that he was coming, and deliberately said those words to tease him, it was very fun, the master and servant smiled knowingly.

"That——, I brought you six paintings, so you have to give me two jars of wine." Mr. Wu still has to rely on it for his legs, alas, unfortunately, he has no money, so he really wants to drink.

Looking at Xingyin's salivating look, Wan Ru smiled and said, "Caihe, bring three altars to Master, and the extra altar is given to Master Kongkong, thank him for his help last time, please bring it to Master Ling. "

"Okay, okay, I'll definitely bring it." The master is an eminent monk, he shouldn't be drinking, so let me replace it, hehe...

Xingmusic hugged the three jars of wine and left.

It's like opening the paintings one by one and admiring them.

"Miss, are these paintings really worth?" She didn't see anything, Mengmeng also opened a painting and looked at it.

"I don't know now, but wait—" When Yinzhen ascended the throne, Wu Sidao would be very famous hundreds of years later, and he would be an antique by then.

Mengmeng yelled at a painting: "Hey, this Taoist painting is quite interesting."

"Bring me to see"

"it is good"

This painting is not simple, it contains a trace of Dao rhyme. Could it be that Wu Sidao is also a Taoist?It's like contemplating a painting.