The two monks in the room looked at each other in disbelief. Just as they were hesitating, the two bald men were pressed together by some force. They hit each other so hard that they both fainted.
Qin Yi looked down and saw that the young lady had fainted on the ground. The maid's face was flushed and her eyes were as silky as silk. She was still rubbing herself against the two fainted monks. It seemed that she was infatuated.
Qin Yi performed a magic trick, and the maid soon fainted.
Looking at the four fainted people on the ground, Qin Yi pondered for a moment, straightened their clothes for them, and also half-hidden them, quietly walking all the way outside. Then he pulled Jingze up and entered the depths of the peach forest.
Jingze held his collar in shock and stepped back: "Guest, what are you doing..."
Qin Yi showed the two women's figures angrily and leaned against the tree trunk next to Jingze.
Jingze's stunned expression recovered and he looked up at him.
No wonder they kidnapped him into the peach forest because they didn't want to show such "magic skills" to the crowds of people outside, and they also didn't want people to watch what happened to two innocent women.
"Hey, is this the girl you have a crush on?"
Jingze was startled: "No...it's okay if someone has a husband, but don't taint someone's innocence."
Qin Yi "” 声 "twice, watching him like a fairy:" So you secretly paint a woman to protect a few? Even if you are wronged, it is a wretched man, sometimes you have to be beaten? "
Jingze was silent.
Qin Yi sighed: "Why don't you expose the truth about this temple? Let's not talk about her who voluntarily hooked up. How many paintings can you paint in a day and how many people's souls can you protect? If I didn't take action just now, this maid would be dead. You know
I’m afraid there are countless people who have been toyed with by ecstasies, and I’m afraid there are also quite a few who committed suicide in shame afterwards, right? What’s the use of painting a few paintings just for your own peace of mind?”
Jingze looked a little lonely: "Why don't I want to expose it? But I don't have the power."
Qin Yi finally said: "I have."
"Don't go." Jingze said anxiously, "This temple is not that simple."
Before he finished speaking, the sound of Buddha's chant came from behind him.
"Amitabha."
Qin Yi turned around and saw a group of monks coming behind him, surrounding him.
"The donor entered our temple arbitrarily and injured the monk. Why did he come?" An old monk looked at Qin Yi as he said this. After saying this, his face changed slightly and he turned around without waiting for Qin Yi's answer.
After learning the style of painting, he put his hands together and saluted: "Old monk, please give me the name of the benefactor."
Qin Yi was about to fight, but was stunned by this rapid change of expression: "So polite?"
Jingkong put his hands together and said: "The donor is a practitioner, and everyone has his or her own principles as a practitioner."
Qin Yi burst into laughter. It turned out that he saw that he had the perfect cultivation of Feng Chu and found it more difficult. Therefore, from the beginning, he was aggressive and immediately became reasonable. His style of painting changed so quickly without even finishing a sentence.
Having said that, I originally thought that this temple was just a pretense, but now I know that the group of monks who protect the temple are also some practitioners. At least the leader, the old monk Jingkong, is also an eighth or ninth level of Fengchu. In terms of cultivation alone, he is not much weaker than himself.
"I'm Qin Yi." Qin Yi dusted off his clothes and said with a smile: "I just knocked out your monk, and you guys discovered it. This surveillance is a bit powerful."
"Buddha's light shines everywhere, evil... Oh, of course there will be feedback when something happens, but it's just a small trick." The old monk said politely: "The donor is gentle and should be a reasonable person. If there is any offense to our temple, I will do it on my behalf."
The monk apologized and hoped that the donor would forgive me."
"Yeah. Of course I'm a reasonable person. It's best for everyone to be reasonable." Qin Yi said with a smile: "Your monk really didn't offend me, but I don't like your affair with a good family girl. What do you say?"
Let’s do it.”
"Amitabha." Jingkong said: "They are just asking for a child. If they don't have a child, they are guilty of seven crimes. If we give a child to our temple, if their family doesn't know about it, everyone will be happy. Once exposed, it will break up the family. Is this the reason for the donor?"
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Qin Yi's smile did not change: "What about the enchanting fragrance?"
"I'm just worried that the female donors can't let go of worldly views, so I gave them a boost..."
Qin Yi was astonished: "It's really rare that someone can describe Mi Ji'an in such an otherworldly way."
"Thanks to the donor. Our temple cannot bear to see the pain of childlessness in the world..." The old monk took out a small wooden fish and handed it over. He smiled and said: "This wooden fish is blessed with magic power. When knocked, it can calm the mind and assist in spiritual practice.
I will give it to the donor and form a bond."
Qin Yi took the small wooden fish, weighed it, and said with a smile: "I wonder which sect your temple comes from?"
There is a color on the Jingkong side: "Our temple is the outer gate of the Great Joy Temple. It studies the harmony of yin and yang, divine observation and observation, and the principles of the dual transport of space and joy. If the donor is interested, everyone may wish to study this way together and reach the state of joy together.
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Qin Yi touched his chin and thought for a while: "I said a lot, but do you actually mean to take supplements?"
Jingkong Zhengse said: "No, this is the misunderstanding of the world. The Dharma principle of our temple is to first seduce desires, and then to enter the Buddha's wisdom. The momentary state of emptiness and no pursuit after ordinary people rejoice in bliss is the Buddha's state. If you can
If you stay for a long time, you will be a Buddha."
"Are you pursuing the sage's time?"
"...the donor has excellent understanding and is quite close to Buddha."
Liusu's voice, which had been silent for a long time, finally came: "Don't listen to their nonsense. These monks are full of treasury and have destroyed the foundation of many women. They say they are giving away children. The more you have sex with them, the less likely you are to have children."
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Qin Yi smiled and said: "I know that all these sects are a big scam, and they are all for supplementation."
"Well, as long as you know the number." Liusu lost his voice again.
Over there, Jingkong was still tempting: "If the donor is really interested, he doesn't need to be tonsured. He can be my guest and protector, just like the abbot."
Qin Yi smiled and said, "What's the benefit of that?"
"To be honest with the donor, our temple has many celestial beings who practice cultivation, just to serve my Buddha and stay in the Buddha's realm. If the donor is interested, he can take them as he pleases. Why not do this in this blissful realm?
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Qin Yi smiled happily: "The more I listen to it, the happier I feel. Your temple really has something good."
"That's right." Jingkong said with a smile: "That's why many high officials from the imperial court have entered our temple. There are many goddesses in our temple who are chosen by the nobles from thousands of places. They are all stunningly beautiful that are rarely seen in the human world..."
Jingze, who was leaning aside and watching with cold eyes, sighed.
It seems that this Qin Yi is also going to join the others.
It's no wonder that there were many righteous knights who couldn't stand it and wanted to slay demons, but in the end they all became the same. Some went directly to the temple to become protectors, while others acted as protective umbrellas outside.
Including the city lord.
In addition, the Dahuanxi Temple behind this temple... the water is deep, it is not as simple as playing with folk girls.
He slowly turned around and left, secretly thinking that the painting Wanxiang Senluo Zong asked him to paint was probably ready to be painted.
But just after taking a few steps, I heard Qin Yi say from behind: "I have one last question."
Jingkong also felt that Qin Yi's heart must be moved. How could a young man in his youth not dream of a scene where he could play whenever he wanted, surrounded by fragrance? Not to mention it would be beneficial to his spiritual practice.
After listening to Qin Yi's question, he said easily: "Donor, please tell me."
"I don't care how you practice yourselves. Please don't use the incense to deal with innocent civilian girls, okay?"
"This..." Jingkong was a little embarrassed: "Low-level monks always have needs, not to mention this is also a part of entry-level practice."
He paused and then said: "You and I practitioners, mortals only provide you and me with nourishment, so why should we worry about them?"
"This is your practice, not Qin Yi's." Qin Yi waved his hand, and he didn't know when he had the mace in his hand, and he hit him head on.
"Boom!" Jingkong held out a bronze bell, barely blocked it, and took a few steps back in embarrassment. When he saw that the bell was cracked.
Jingkong was very shocked and angry: "Didn't the donor agree to be reasonable?"
"Of course I'm reasonable." Qin Yi grinned: "I wonder if you have ever heard of a theory called physics."