The secret realm of Wanhe, the top of the mountain.
"Amitabha, please excuse me."
The monk wore an exquisite fiery red monk's robe, gold silk shoes on his feet, a treasure bag around his waist, a rosary carved from South China Sea coral around his neck, and a jujube-red agarwood stick in his hand.
He first glanced at the three women and then at Bu Hengqiu. He was a little confused for a moment, so he simply pretended not to see it and walked behind the boulder. If he didn't know clearly, he wouldn't interfere.
Then the second monk, the third monk... until the tenth monk.
They were carved out of the same mold. They looked at both sides and finally walked away as if nothing had happened.
At best, just say ‘Excuse me, please continue.’
"Master Ye!"
"You are Master Ye!"
Just when they turned into the corner of the boulder and decided to sit back and watch.
But Bu Hengqiu's face was overjoyed.
He really didn't expect that the three girls in Xiangfei Valley would be so difficult to deal with.
Just one Lu Qi was no longer on par with him, and now the other two women took action, and three disciples fell immediately.
It won't take half a cup of tea to finish.
Seeing the monk at Zhulong Temple at this time is not like seeing a savior.
Seeing that the leading monk seemed to frown slightly and seemed to be lost in memories, Bu Hengqiu quickly reminded:
"My father, Bu Qingyun, once took me to Zhulong Temple to donate money for sesame oil."
"Master Ye was the one who received me at that time."
Having said this, Bu Hengqiu couldn't help but curse in his heart.
Damn monk, I donate so much sesame oil money to you every year, why are you pretending to be stupid here!
Zhulong Temple is a branch of Daguangming Temple in Feiluzhou.
They were only established after the closure of the Sasho Temple two hundred years ago. With the great backing of the Daguangming Temple, they rose rapidly in southern Xinjiang.
It is now among the seven sects of the righteous path.
This Zhulong Temple comes from the inheritance of Daguangming Temple. It is good at cultivating spiritual fire, but it is also a strange thing. It is nicknamed: Dafugui Temple.
There is no other reason. Zhulong Temple likes to beg for alms everywhere, especially incense money.
Their appetite is quite big.
Qinghong Villa's gambling rooms are open all over southern Xinjiang.
In the beginning, these monks came to beg for alms again and again, and the commotion became louder and louder each time.
Every time the store gave me some money and stuff to send away, but within two days, I would definitely come back.
They are protected by Daguangming Temple behind them, and not even Qinghong Villa can do anything about it.
But in the end, Bu Qingyun took a large amount of property and went to Zhulong Temple, donated a lot of property, and exchanged it for a 'Nian Hua Lamp'.
The so-called "year light lamp" means that this lamp can last for one year.
After one year, the lights will go out.
Before leaving, the abbot specifically warned: "As long as this light is on, the monks from Zhulong Temple will not come to disturb you again."
The implication is that the money for sesame oil is paid once a year.
It is equivalent to buying an annual pass at Qinghong Villa.
md, all hearts are black.
It’s darker than our intention to open a casino!
Bu Hengqiu secretly spat in his heart.
"Oh?"
"Amitabha, are you... the master of Bu Shao Village?"
"Nice to meet you."
After the great monk finished speaking, his eyes still glanced at Lu Qi's face.
Looking at Zen Master Zhun Ye like this, I don’t want to help myself at all.
"Master, help me."
"Ahem, Amitabha."
"Buddha said: Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately."
"I, a Buddhist disciple, have never dared to commit murder."
"Uh(⊙o⊙)..."
Bu Hengqiu looked at the compassionate look on Monk Zhun Ye's face, and then thought of the disciples of Qinghong Villa who were killed by this group of monks when they made trouble in the gambling house.
Damn it.
"Master, when I leave the secret realm, I will go to Zhulong Temple to ask for a bright light."
Monk Zhunye narrowed his eyes slightly: "Ahem, the donor is a kind person."
After saying that, he looked at Shenxiu and the others, confirming that the three of them had never paid for incense: "These are evil people."
After saying that, he shook up the wooden stick in his hand and showed his angry eyes: "Where do evil people come from?"
What a money-grubbing monk!
Princess Shenxiu snorted coldly: "How deep the bamboo shadow is, I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals!"
Monk Zhun Ye was stunned when he heard this, turned his eyes from the faces of the three women, and put away the wooden stick in his hand again.
"Xiangfei Valley?"
The three women stood proudly, and no one responded.
The monk had an embarrassed smile on his face, then clasped his hands together and bowed his head deeply.
"Ahem, three girls, please don't take offense, the young monk is being reckless."
Princess Shenxiu was stunned. What did this monk mean? He didn't dare to take action?
Bu Hengqiu was also stunned. This shameless thing is over?!
"Master, look at this scene..."
Master Zhunye coughed lightly, his eyes filled with broad and majestic light: "Amitabha."
"Good and evil are impermanent, and the cycle is determined."
"Buddha said: There is no love without reason, and there is no hatred without reason."
"Donor Bu, it's not that the monk is unwilling, but that the Buddha doesn't agree."
The corners of Bu Hengqiu's mouth twitched.
Why is this monk so shameless?
You are obviously afraid of Xiangfei Valley, okay, why are you talking so much nonsense?
Xiangfei Valley is independent from the 19 cities in southern Xinjiang. It is an extremely special existence and is not under the jurisdiction of any city lord.
However, there are rare things in the world such as Xiangfei Bamboo. Although the place is not big, it is closely connected with the Nineteenth City.
It is the richest area in southern Xinjiang.
But even so, Zhulong Temple does not dare to come to beg for alms. Why?
Because his backer is Emperor Zhou~
Monk Zhun Ye glanced at Bu Hengqiu and cursed in his heart: This fool actually pushed me to jump into the fire pit.
No, the annual pass price for Qinghong Villa must increase next year!
"Hey, princess, you see, not a single monk in the world is serious."
"Either you are greedy for money, or you are lustful."
When Princess Shenxiu heard this, her face turned red and she gave Luqi a white look: "Don't talk nonsense, some monks are not like this."
"Pfft~"
"Could the princess be talking about the little monk Li Chen?"
"Hey, he's the most heartless person. He's already dead, but he's willing to let you, princess, stay alone in your empty room and go back to some shabby temple to become a monk."
"Lawful and prudish! The worst."
"Who said that? When I practice every day, I see you practice the most energetically!"
"Hehehe, that's all I have to think about."
The three women laughed and joked with each other.
Bu Hengqiu on the side was stunned.
"You are...Princess Shenxiu?!"
"It's you and Monk Lichen from Shasheng Temple who cut the bamboo and combined it!"
"That, that, that... you know each other!"
A few short breaths were like a slide show in Hengqiu's mind.
This Lu Qi and Monk Li Chen must know each other, so when they were gambling with me in the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce, they must be...!
The inside should be in harmony with the outside!
Through Luqi's strategy, he set a trap for himself.
Finally, I put all the three dice of the family’s ‘Heaven, Earth and Man’ into it!
"Ah!"
"It's you!"
Bu Hengqiu's eyes burst into flames, the Yinchou Sword in his hand swallowed up the sword light, and he suddenly swung the sword.
This sword was entangled with three thousand melancholy sword threads, and it slashed towards Lu Qi without any warning, three points higher than before.
Even Monk Zhun Ye standing on one side was startled.
This makes me angry~
Lu Qi seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and her body swayed, and the green bamboo shadow flashed across her body.
Where the sword light fell, only a few bamboo leaves fell.
ps: monthly tickets, recommended tickets, come to the bowl~