"Who is this woman? She has such a loud voice and is not afraid of speaking big words or flashing her tongue."
"She is crazy for asking us to leave the luggage bag and slap ourselves twenty times."
"I think she is crazy and talking crazy things."
"Tsk, tsk, this bitch is really tasty. If I could spend a night of love with her, I would be happy even with 200 or 2000 slaps, not to mention twenty slaps. Hehe."
"Haha, who would have thought that the Taoist nuns from Sanqing Temple would be more seductive than the fairies from Piaomiao Palace."
As soon as Taoist Qinglian finished speaking, there was an explosion in the yard.
It was completely impossible to just leave the luggage bag, but she even asked them to slap themselves twenty times. Those who had never heard of Taoist Qinglian all took her words as a joke and thought she was crazy.
, talk without shame.
There are even those who are so bold that they covet Taoist Qinglian's beauty, utter obscene words, and openly tease her.
Zhang Xiaozhu looked embarrassed. He also felt that Senior Sister Qinglian's request was a bit overwhelming.
As the saying goes, Taoist priests can be killed but not humiliated. If such a humiliating thing as slapping oneself is done, these sect disciples will definitely resist to death.
However, Zhang Xiaozu was surprised by the reaction of Yangshen Temple and several other major sects. Each of them closed their mouths tightly and remained silent. Their expressions were solemn, and there was slight sweat on their foreheads. They seemed to be very afraid of Taoist Qinglian.
appearance.
Without giving Zhang Xiaozu time to think about it, Taoist Qinglian suddenly made a move.
I saw her smiling face, like a flower that had just bloomed, charming and charming, and it seemed that her mood was not affected by the dirty words of several people.
She stepped forward with her slender feet hanging in the air. A green lotus as big as a plate suddenly bloomed on the sole of her foot, dragging her slender feet. Her willow waist was graceful, with lotus growing at every step, and she walked down from the air.
"Did you just say that you wanted to have sex with me?" Taoist Qinglian walked directly towards a middle-aged man wearing dark red clothes, tall and sturdy, with a rugged appearance.
Zhang Xiaozu remembered that this person gave his name as the Tiger Wolf Gang when he came.
"Hehe, it's me." The rugged man rubbed his hands and laughed repeatedly, staring straight at Taoist Qinglian who was walking towards him, and his saliva almost flowed out of the corner of his mouth.
Taoist Qinglian walked straight up to the rugged man and stopped. Qinglian held her feet up to keep them clean. She was a head shorter than the rugged man, so she raised her head and looked at the rugged man, with the smile still on her face, and whispered
He asked softly, "Am I beautiful?"
"Beautiful, beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy," the rough man nodded repeatedly.
"Then are you willing to remember my beauty forever and never look at another woman in this life?" Taoist Qinglian asked again.
"Yes, I do." The rugged man nodded without thinking.
"Then give me a pair of your eyes." Taoist Qinglian said calmly, but what she said was not calm at all.
"good."
What people didn't expect was that the rugged man actually nodded in agreement. Before people could react in shock, he suddenly raised his right hand and inserted the two index fingers into his eyes.
There was a popping sound, and two of his fingers were inserted into the eye sockets like iron rods, and black and white eye pulp and blood immediately sprang out.
"Oh my eyes, my eyes."
The rugged man suddenly covered his eyes and screamed miserably, as if he had been obsessed just now and woke up just now.
"Witch, give me my eyes." He suddenly pulled out the long knife from his waist and slashed in front of him, but Taoist Qinglian had already walked away from him, so he slashed the knife in vain and almost knocked himself down.
"Dedicate your life to me." Taoist Qinglian said again.
She still had a beautiful smile like a flower blooming on her face, but in the eyes of a group of sect disciples, it was no longer beautiful, but instead became scary and frightening.
"Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no message message," the rugged man was awake, but his right hand holding the knife was uncontrollably wiping towards his neck, and he was clutching his right hand with his left hand, screaming in terror.
When the disciples of the sect looked at this scene, they were all so frightened that their scalps went numb and their hairs stood on end.
Just now, the rough man looked at Taoist Qinglian with his eyes, and they could understand that he accidentally fell into Taoist Qinglian's charm. But now that the rough man is clearly awake, he is still carrying out Taoist Qinglian's orders. This makes
People can't understand it and feel weird and scared.
"Stop!" Some people couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, rushing forward to grab the knife in the rugged man's hand to stop him from committing suicide. But as soon as he got in front of him, the rugged man suddenly slashed at him with the knife. He didn't expect this situation at all.
, was caught off guard and was struck in the chest with a knife, almost disemboweling him.
The rugged man slashed the man away with a knife, then turned his wrist and slashed the knife towards his own neck. He wanted to stop it with his left hand, but it was too late.
"Oh fairy, please forgive me!" the rough man begged for mercy in fear.
Taoist Qinglian was unmoved.
"Amitabha"
Just when the sharp blade was just inches away from the rough man's throat, and everyone on the field felt that he was dead or alive, a Buddha's chant suddenly sounded, followed by a peaceful and compassionate voice: "God has the virtue of a good life.
The female donor must not have any thoughts of murder."
The blade came to a stop against the skin of the rough man's throat, dangerously and dangerously.
The rugged man collapsed to the ground with a bang, his crotch was wet, and he was so frightened that he peed his pants.
"Monk, why are you here? Are you looking for me?" Taoist Qinglian turned around and looked in the direction of the courtyard door. His eyes fell on a fair-looking bald monk wearing yellow monk robes outside the courtyard door.
, the surprise cannot be concealed in words.
"Amitabha." The monk standing outside the camp heard Taoist Qinglian's question and said the Buddha's name, but there was no answer.
He holds a Zen staff in one hand and a rosary in the other. He has fair skin, average appearance, and is about forty years old. He is a very ordinary monk, with nothing special about him.
The monk didn't answer, and Taoist Qinglian wasn't angry either. He turned around and said to all the sect disciples, "I am in a good mood today, so I won't argue with you anymore. I left the gift bag, slapped myself twenty times, and let go."
You leave. Otherwise, even if the great monk begs for mercy, it will not save your lives."
After hearing the first sentence, the disciples of the sect were overjoyed, thinking that Master Qinglian was going to let them go. But after hearing the second sentence, they realized that their thoughts were too beautiful. After hearing the third sentence, many people were scared to the point of losing their legs.
Shiver.
"Although we have offended first, Mr. Zhang also said that we did not cause any harm to him. Why should Fairy Girl be so stubborn and insist on humiliating us like this?" the people from Feixian Sect said.
"Although Sanqing Temple is powerful, it will be difficult for Xiangu to explain to her if she offends so many sects at once," someone from the Cangkong Sect said.
Taoist Yiwei, who was standing on the wall of the courtyard, suddenly said, "You claim to be a noble and upright chivalrous person, but you deceive my junior brother into having no one to protect you. You bully me and come to your door to openly extort treasures. You bully the weak and are unreasonable. Now. Now
Think about it and be reasonable. Is there such a good thing in the world? If my junior brother hadn't been tough enough, you wouldn't have been able to forgive him so easily. Then why should we forgive you? Just because you are so thick-skinned and shameless?
Qing Guan dares to offend so many sects at once, you can give it a try."
After saying this, he made a hand gesture and slapped it on the restraint, and the light curtain suddenly burst into light. Golden energy sword energy quickly condensed and hung upside down on the light curtain, aiming at the sect disciples in the yard.
"You only have twenty breaths, either go out alive, or stay here to be fattened." Taoist Yiwei said in a deep voice. As soon as the disciples of the sect were targeted by the sword, their hair suddenly stood up, feeling as if they were being taken.
The sword was pressed against his throat, his heart was racing into his throat and his eyes were pounding. Even the masters of several large sects were sweating coldly and their hearts were pounding.
Obviously, this method of Yiwei Taoist is not something they can resist.
Snapped
Finally, someone couldn't stand the pressure, so he dropped his bag, gritted his back teeth, opened his hands to the left and right, slapped himself twenty times in the face, and then strode away without looking back.
bang bang bang
Someone took the lead and seemed to lose face. One by one they dropped their bags and then slapped themselves in the face. When they reached twenty, they seemed to be running away.
In the end, even the people from Yangshen Temple and other major sects obeyed obediently, and left in dejection after being slapped.
Scholars can be killed but not humiliated
Nothing at all.
Zhang Xiaozu found that he thought too highly of these sect disciples.
After everyone had left, Zhang Xiaopou hurriedly saluted Taoist Yiwei and Taoist Qinglian and said, "Thank you, brother and sister, for taking care of me."
"You're welcome, little junior brother." Taoist Yiwei waved his hand and smiled, put away his formation and jumped into the yard.
Taoist Qinglian ignored Zhang Xiaozu. She had already run out of the courtyard and circled around the monk standing at the door of the courtyard. She kept asking if the monk was here to see her. Her words and actions were so intimate that Zhang Xiaozu was embarrassed to look at him.
I couldn't help but wonder if this senior sister had a special hobby and wanted to seduce other great monks.
"The poor monk is not here to find the female donor. The poor monk is here to see this young man named Zhang." The great monk didn't know whether he was annoyed by Taoist Qinglian's questions or because he couldn't stand being teased by Taoist Qinglian. When Taoist Qinglian asked,
After asking the same question a dozen times, I finally answered her.
"Giggle" Taoist Qinglian laughed tremblingly when he heard this. He grabbed the monk's arm and said, "He is my junior brother. If you are looking for him, you are looking for me, so you are looking for me, right?"
The great monk exerted great force to pull his arm out of Taoist Qinglian's hand, but he was immediately pulled back by Taoist Qinglian. Then he pulled it out with all his strength, and was pulled back again by Taoist Qinglian. This went on and on, seemingly enjoying it.
.
Zhang Xiaozu looked at the two of them with great interest and felt that their relationship was extraordinary.
"The two of them have been fighting like this for decades." Yiwei Taoist said in a accustomed tone.
"Senior sister likes the great monk" Zhang Xiaozhu couldn't help but asked curiously.
"It's not just love, it's simply obsession. However, falling flowers are intentional, and flowing water is ruthless. The great monk only knows how to ring the bell and recite the Buddha's name, but he doesn't understand the tenderness of the human world and his fate." Taoist Yiwei sighed.
"Hey," Zhang Xiaozu let out a long sigh. He felt that it was too difficult for his senior sister, even more difficult than Mrs. Wang who had been selling sesame cakes on the street for decades. Mrs. Wang liked at least Wei Guogong, who had normal hobbies, but this
The senior sister actually fell in love with a monk who saw through the world of mortals.
This level of difficulty is not unusually high.
But on the other hand, he also sympathized with this great monk. He was shaken by a fairy-like woman every day and was touched from time to time. It took a lot of concentration to stay calm.
Taoist monks and my family, why should we harm each other?
"Zhang Shaoxia, would you like to ask for the remains of your master?" the great monk asked loudly while standing outside the courtyard gate.
Boom
As soon as the great monk finished speaking, a violent shudder suddenly hit his bright forehead.
I saw Taoist Qinglian knocking the great monk on the forehead several times with his fingers, and scolded him displeasedly, "You are so big, my master is not dead yet. If you dare to curse my master, believe it or not, I will blow your head off."
Zhang Xiaozhu's body trembled when he heard this, and he asked in a trembling voice with surprise and joy, "Master, sister, what did you just say? Master, master, he is not dead, he is not dead" (https:)