"Amitabha." The monk walked to the bed and called Cheng Lingxue the Buddha's name: "The donor is polite."
"Master, save me!" Although she couldn't make a sound, Cheng Lingxue still tried her best to open her mouth and begged desperately with her eyes.
"Donor, don't waste your efforts." The monk's expression suddenly changed, and he no longer showed any mercy. He looked at Cheng Lingxue with a lewd smile: "You will be unable to speak or move within an hour, hehe."
Seeing the monk's expression, Cheng Lingxue realized that something was wrong, but no matter how hard she struggled, it was to no avail as her body could not move at all.
"Tsk, tsk... I didn't expect that the 'goods' this time would be so good," the monk reached out and touched Cheng Lingxue's face: "This little face is so slippery."
"Go away, you perverted thief!" Cheng Lingxue cursed in her heart and tried desperately to dodge, but it was to no avail.
"Tsk, tsk, that look is quite fierce." The monk looked at Cheng Lingxue's glare and said jokingly: "But I like it. The more fierce you are now, the happier I will be in a while."
Having said this, the monk grabbed Cheng Lingxue's coat and pulled it hard. Cheng Lingxue's coat was torn apart with a "sizzling" sound. The monk took the piece of coat in his hand and put it in front of his nose and sniffed hard with his eyes closed.
He said with a perverted face: "Smells good!"
"It seems that the little beauty can't wait any longer..." Then the monk looked at Cheng Lingxue greedily, stretched out his hand and started to untie his clothes: "Now let me teach you the joy of being a woman!"
Seeing the monk's appearance, Cheng Lingxue felt despair in her heart. You knew you were finished...
"Okay, Brother Yin, let him come up! You can walk!" Xiong Maoxin said after struggling for a while before reaching the backyard.
Knowing that after a while, Cheng Lingxue finally stopped crying and actually fell asleep.
Ling Xue paid attention. Although the old guy looked fierce when he spoke, his slightly trembling fingers still showed that his master was not as panicked as he appeared.
"..." Cheng Lingxue just wanted to say yes, but then rolled her eyes and said with a pitiful expression: "Do you have the strength to walk or move..."
"Amitabha!" The old abbot narrowed his eyes and looked at Ling Xue: "Donor, how can the holy land of Buddhism be desecrated?"
Cheng Lingxue woke up again and blinked drowsily. As her thoughts gradually became cloudy, Cheng Lingxue remembered the terrible encounter that followed, and she suddenly sat up in a daze.
Cheng Lingxue also knew that Lingxue's words were not ignored, so she watched me cry with joy from outside.
The old abbot raised his eyes and saw that a weapon that looked like a sword but not a knife was inserted into the ground of the small hall, eight inches away from him.
Before opening the door, I found that no one was in the house. He probably hadn't left yet. Xiong Mao Xiaozhi scanned the house and found that there were only a few bricks in the ground without any sign of looseness. If I were far beyond human
With demonic vision, I'm afraid they won't be able to detect it at all.
At first, Cheng Lingxue struggled for a while, but before Xiong Mao said, "Don't move," you really moved around. You huddled in Lingxue's arms and dared to look up at me.
"What do you think it is?" Ling Xue glanced at us and said calmly.
The pilgrims in the courtyard were startled when they saw something suddenly hit on the roof. When they looked over, they discovered that it was a handsome man standing outside holding a lady in his arms.
"Hmph! That kind of lewd thief has no right to meet the Buddha!" Xiong Maoxin said angrily.
Cheng Lingxue rolled her eyes when she heard this: Do you mean to let him help you to be bad...
Feeling Lingxue's violent body and the whistling wind in her ears, Cheng Lingxue felt dizzy: My arms are so weak...so cool...
"Stop!" At that time, the surrounding monks stood up and looked at Ling Xue: "Slowly let go of the abbot."
"But you just saw that he seemed to have strength when he sat up?" Ling Xue said suspiciously, "Besides, you just saw that he was quite lackadaisical when he scolded the prostitute."
That's no wonder. You cried a little after that and your strength was still recovering. But now you're crying so hard. It's strange that you're tired.
"Cheng Ling, you're here to save him." Xiong Mao sat up and lifted your body up, looking into your eyes and said in a strong voice.
"Looks like you're tired of crying..." Lingxue saw this and put you under the bed with a heavy voice, covering you with the quilt.
Then you shrank forward as hard as you could and wrapped yourself tightly in the quilt. Your body kept shaking, "The thief...he is coming...":
"Bad." After hearing this, Lingxue continued to hold Cheng Lingxue, got up and jumped out of the yard behind the main hall of the temple.
"Misfortunes and blessings have their way, but people call for them; the rewards of good and evil follow them like a shadow..." Outside the Xiaoxiong Palace, the old abbot was preaching to the surrounding monks and pilgrims. A group of monks closed their eyes and listened attentively.
The pilgrims also knelt on the ground with their hands clasped together, looking pious.
"Okay," Lingxue didn't think twice, thinking that Cheng Lingxue was too frightened, so she reached out and took Cheng Lingxue's arms and legs to pick you up.
After all, we were in the front yard just now, not on the roof, and there were no other people around in Qi Zhou. Now there are so few people up there, but Xiong Maoxin dares to let Xiong Maoxin hug her anymore.
Ling Xue has no choice but to continue to coax you...
It seems that the old guy knows everything!
When Cheng Lingxue heard this, she suddenly lost the urge to slap Lingxue to death...
In despair, Cheng Lingxue suddenly felt a chill on her face, and then smelled a pungent smell of blood.
"But..." Cheng Lingxue raised her head and looked at Ling Xue after hearing this: "What if he was here..."
What kind of look is this?!
"Is he walking or moving?" Ling Xue asked doubtfully.
"The abbot is giving lectures in the Xiaoxiong Hall. Why does the donor want to see the abbot?" the great monk asked.
"Okay, don't worry about the lewd monk. Since he's in trouble, let's leave there as soon as possible." Xiong Mao patted your back and said, "Can he walk on his own now?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "What do you mean, donor?" the old abbot finally raised his head and looked at Ling Xue, pretending to be panicked.
"Okay, okay, something's up." Ling Xue could only continue to pat your front and back to comfort you.
"Buddhist holy land?" Xiong Mao paid no attention to the group of pilgrims and continued to stare at the old abbot: "Do you think it is a place where filth and evil are hidden?"
"You only remember that you suddenly felt dizzy when you were praying to Buddha. You knew everything before you came here." Cheng Lingxue thought for a while and said.
"Can you move?..." Cheng Lingxue was stunned for a moment, and then realized something: "Can you...can you speak?..."
"I just ran out of strength." After Cheng Lingxue said this, her face fell, and her body fell towards the bed.
A trace of hot sweat slid down the old abbot's head, but because it was in the blind spot of sight, no one saw it.
"The city guards are in the temple. If the donor lets go again, you will have to go and invite us." The monks looked at Ling Xue and replied.
"Ah!" Cheng Lingxue shouted: "Brother Yin, what is he doing?"
"But he is like that..." Cheng Lingxue hesitated with a red face.
Cheng Lingxue's crying gradually became louder, and she was obviously tired of crying again.
As a result, Cheng Lingxue cried even harder when I comforted her, and her tears directly wet a small piece of the clothes behind her chest.
"Brother Yin, I'm sorry... Xiong Mao can only accompany him in his last life..." Thinking of this, Cheng Lingxue closed her eyes, and a line of clear tears fell down her cheeks and fell to the bed.
"The front yard is where the monks live. If the donor breaks in without permission, does he regard the laws of the Little Tang Dynasty as nothing?" The old monk did not answer Xiong Mao's question, but instead backhanded me.
Lingxue listened to us and put Cheng Lingxue on the ground. After making sure that you could stand firmly, she turned around and looked at the two great monks: "That doesn't make sense."
Just as the abbot finished speaking, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing across his face, and then his ears heard the sound of something digging into the ground.
Xiong Maoxin opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but she couldn't make any sound. Tears flew up like broken beads.
Cheng Lingxue frowned and leaned closer to Lingxue.
"Well..." Cheng Lingxue responded loudly.
"Brother Yin?..." Hearing the voice, Qian Cheng Ling Xue turned his head blankly. When he saw that it was really Ling Xue, he pulled off the quilt and threw it into my arms, crying out loud: "Yin
Brother...wuwuwu...you think..."
"Beauty, you're here!" The monk laughed lewdly and rushed towards Cheng Lingxue under the bed.
"Cheng Ling!" Hearing that voice, Cheng Lingxue opened her eyes in disbelief, and then saw Lingxue's handsome face.
"No, that big man of his went to the Buddhist holy land to dance with swords and guns. It's just disrespectful!" The pilgrims in the hall also criticized Ling Xue one after another.
"I guess he was brought here before he was knocked unconscious by the medicine we used." Ling Xue followed your words.
Everyone in the small hall turned around after hearing this, and saw a young man walking back with a young lady. At this moment, the young man was standing behind the abbot, looking down at me condescendingly.
People were looking at Xiong Mao angrily, but suddenly they were swept by my eyes like that. They felt a chill all over their bodies, and they immediately shut up before they dared to speak anymore.
Everyone looked at the seven people and all wondered: Is that a temple outside? What were the two people doing?
Lingxue hugged Cheng Lingxue and jumped off the roof. Then she rose and fell under the roof of the temple and walked towards the back.
People even think that if they look at themselves less, they will die.
Do you have any bad feelings towards monks now? Especially when you see our sanctimonious appearance, you feel sick to your stomach.
"Master, may I ask where their abbot is?" Ling Xue asked the great monk politely.
Xiong Maoxin looked confused: Did he tell you to let you come up?
Before placing the bad bear Maoxin, Lingxue stood up and walked to the side, pulled out the crimson emperor from behind the underground monk's body, and received the monk's body into the system space. Then Lingxue walked out of the room and walked towards the place where the eight monks had just retreated.
Walked outside the house.
"I haven't been saved by you yet. Send me to see my Buddha." Ling Xue joked.
Obviously, my comfort was of no use, Cheng Lingxue was still crying hard in my arms.
"puff!"
Seeing this, Ling Xue had no choice but to hold you in her arms, patted your shoulders heavily, and said as if coaxing a child: "Be good, little girl, I'm afraid..."
"It's broken, it's broken, something happened." Ling Xue comforted her in a serious voice.
"Amitabha." At that time, two great monks came over and said, "Donor, this is an important place for Buddhism. Please respect yourself."
Ling Xue was also helpless: His big girl just moved around so much that Brother Yin's hand touched the right place... Well... it is indeed too big... and quite soft...
"They will go now." Ling Xue said something, and then looked at the pilgrims in the hall: "It's time to let them see the true face of the so-called Buddhist holy land."
seven minutes ago
"It's bad to say 'good and evil are rewarded like a shadow'!" Ling Xue stepped back and said to the abbot: "Don't you know what the abbot thinks of the 'evil' in their temple?!"
"By the way, Cheng Ling, was he worshiping Buddha after that? Why did he appear outside?" Ling Xue thought that it was by accident that the eldest girl should have been carried over from the rockery before she was knocked unconscious, but you used that
Looking at Ling Xue with such eyes made her whole body feel happy, so she had no choice but to change the subject.
a little time ago
Now Ling Xue has no bad feelings towards those monks at all. If she had considered that there might not be all good monks out there, Ling Xue would have demolished the ruined temple a long time ago.
"Bad girl, I'm not here without you, so I'm just afraid." Ling Xue continued to comfort me by patting my front and back.
"By the way, Brother Yin, where is this lewd monk?" It was then that Cheng Lingxue remembered the monk who wanted to do something right to him, and looked at Lingxue and asked.
"Hey, his old guy hasn't paid attention to it yet, has he?" Xiong Mao glanced at me: "Ask him, what's going on in the front yard with or without a gate?"
"Old guy, do you have the patience to play with him? If he continues to be honest, you will send him to see their Buddha today!" Xiong Mao grabbed the clothes behind my chest and picked up the old abbot.
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Ling Xue glanced at us and found that there were neither rich people nor wealthy people outside. They all looked at themselves angrily, especially these wealthy people who stared at themselves, as if the most sacred area in their hearts had been desecrated.
special.
"Is he sure he can leave?" Ling Xue looked at Xiong Maoxin's arms and asked suspiciously.
"Crack!"
"Amitabha, what the donor said is wrong." The old abbot closed his eyes and did not raise his head to look at Ling Xue: "This is a holy land of Buddhism. Since it is not intimidated by the majesty of the Buddha, how can it be evil?"
"It's a personal matter." Ling Xue smiled, and then pulled Xiong Maoxin towards the Xiaoxiong Palace.
Lingxue didn't have the heart to check, but she was worried about Cheng Lingxue outside the next room, so she could only go back and sit by the bed to wait.
"Okay, there's so little trouble!" Ling Xue ignored you and walked directly inside.
"Bad girl, something is wrong." Seeing this, Lingxue quickly patted your front and back to comfort you.