Seeking the Dao in the Seemingly Mundane Mortal World Chapter 135: Send children to Buddhist temple (monthly ticket 2500 plus more)

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Qin Yi almost didn't choke to death by these words.

He wanted to make Jingze a portrait because he could only feel the soul in the portrait of the woman, but it felt very vain, just a little bit of intimacy. He can't decide whether this is "ecstasy" or "soul protection", or is it just his own soul to paint? This is a completely opposite concept.

Tassel did not speak, Qin Yi didn't know what it was thinking, and he didn't want to count on Tassel for everything, and he planned to make some judgments by himself.

So I asked Kyozawa to paint himself, so I could feel very clearly.

As a result, they didn't make a profit.

Qin Yi rolled his eyes and saw some peach blossom petals on Jingze's body, and he flicked his fingers secretly.

The petals quietly turned into a pink veil, draped over Kyizawa.

Kyozawa bounced like an electric shock, and shook off the veil. He was angry and funny: "Your Excellency is a real man, how can he be so childish?"

Qin Yi smiled and said: "What is childishness if you use the other way to give back to the other person?"

Kyozawa sat back again: "Let me wear women's clothing, and I can't paint you, what's the use?"

"So you only paint women?" Qin Yi asked with interest: "Or only want to paint women?"

Kyosawa Dao: "The painter paints the beauty of the world, and only beautiful things are worthy of being poured into the soul to leave a mark. What is beautiful about a man?"

"It deserves that you did not make progress in painting, it turned out to be salty and wet!" Qin Yi despised: "The beauty of male masculinity is not beauty?"

Kyozawa is silent.

Qin Yi said again: "Small bridges and flowing water are beautiful, but not beautiful from the east?"

Kyozawa sighed, "Isn't it good to sleep with your masculine beauty?"

"What am I..." Qin Yi took out a mace.

Kyozawa hid for a while.

Qin Yi said: "Would you like to taste the beauty of this masculine meaning?"

Kingze helplessly said: "The guest is an interesting person. The peach blossoms of this mountain temple, the world's magnificent scenery, why not admire it, and pester me what a poor painter is doing?"

While saying this, he looked at the gate of the temple, where many women were entering the temple to worship the Buddha, Yingying Yanyan, hiring Tingting.

Qin Yi followed his gaze, looking thoughtfully.

Mountain temple, peach blossom.

I'm afraid he is referring to something else.

"All right." Qin Yi patted him on the shoulder: "Wait for me to appreciate and appreciate, then come to you."

Jingze watched Qin Yi enter the temple, and slowly lowered his head to draw his picture of a woman.

An old man passing by, whispered: "The admiral asked you to draw the man just now, with a shock pen."

Kyozawa's paintbrush paused, leaving a large smudge on the painting. He did not turn his head, and slowly said: "I did not join the Vientiane Senluozong, who is my ambassador?"

"This sect has done his best to you. You are not willing to help even this little favor? This man is not yours!"

Jingze was silent for a long time before he whispered: "I have to see what he does before I can decide."

"Pecuniary!" the old man said angrily: "How can you be such a pedantic person out of Ten Thousand Ways Immortal Palace!"

"So...the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace does not accept me. I am just a poor painter who has not even entered the threshold of practice."

Qin Yi entered the gate of the temple, and he saw a golden Buddha several feet high. He smiled and held his belly, and the beloved men and women around him bowed their heads piously.

Qin Yi also saw the Buddha praying, and he felt it secretly, but found nothing unusual.

The Buddhist temple is very big, obviously there is nothing wrong with this main hall. Qin Yi also walked in behind the people just like ordinary tourists, doing his best.

Passing through the halls inside, there are countless cigarettes, and the crowd is gradually diverging.

Qin Yi saw the woman painted by Jingze before, and she was walking along a side corridor with the maid. Qin Yi followed curiously, and after walking for a while, he saw a looming side hall in the corner, hidden in the peach blossoms, almost invisible.

At this time, another woman came out in the side hall and hurriedly left. When passing by Qin Yi's side, the fragrant wind blew, bowed his head shyly, with a peach blossom on his face.

Qin Yi walked over slowly, and looked up at the plaque in this partial hall: "Qizidian."

Qin Yi smacked his lips, actually already guessing what the routine was.

I was just a little curious about the specific situation, so I slowly followed in. Unexpectedly, there was no guard. Instead, there was a man with his wife inside, kneeling down in front of the Buddha statue and praying honestly.

A monk stood by and said after seeing them: "There is a female temple inside, please send your son and empress to bless you, men are not allowed."

The couple obviously didn't have any doubts. The man said: "Then Xiaohua, please go and pray. I will wait outside for a while."

The woman followed the monk into the back door. The man stood outside the door and saw the peach blossoms full of trees and the pleasant scenery. He couldn't help feeling out a jade Xiao, blowing the phoenix for the phoenix.

"..." Qin Yi was dumbfounded by the tune. After thinking about it, he hid in a corner where others could not see, and quietly disappeared.

His invisibility technique no longer has a semi-fuzzy outline as obvious as it was when he was a beginner. Now it is necessary to look carefully to see a little fuzzy shadow, and it is impossible to see it without a closer look. As long as you avoid people's eyes and don't swagger too much, it will not be much different from being invisible.

Qin Yi quietly entered the back door, only to find that there was a corridor in the back door. There were several small halls in the corridor, and it seemed that they were receiving separately.

He followed the woman whose husband was waiting outside, and stepped into the door, and the temple door was quickly closed.

The layout of this small hall is very interesting. The front is a very kind Guanyin statue, but it is surrounded by pink curtains, and the ambiguous meaning is faintly transmitted. The burning sandalwood in the air obviously has a slight fascination aphrodisiac. effect.

Just as Qin Yi was preparing to quietly protect the woman from being affected by the ecstasy, but seeing the woman actively leaning on the monk, she smiled and said, "My enemy, I really want to kill me." /

Qin Yi's eyes almost bulged out.

The monk also hugged the woman with a smile: "How can you get a son if you don't come by yourself?"

The woman smiled and said: "The dead ghost can't do it on her own, but it's very important to see people. You have to accompany you every time, you have to wait for him to be free."

The monk smiled more happily: "Wouldn't it be better for him to come and help you and me."

Qin Yi silently opened the crack in the door and got out.

I thought that the monk was cheating, so it seems that he has been hooked up a long time ago, what else is there to manage?

At this moment, a woman's voice suddenly came from the small hall next door: "Master, please respect yourself, the little girl has a husband..."

Qin Yi's heart moved, it was the female voice that Jingze painted before.

The voice of a monk chanting the Buddha came: "Madam is lost. If the wife is childless for a long time, but the rule of seven generations. So far it is nothing more than asking for a child, this is the Buddha sending a child."

The woman seemed to hesitate, and after a while, she resolutely said: "What is the benefit of deceiving yourself and others? The concubine is worthy of the husband. If the master wants to be strong, I will..."

Before speaking, there was a muffled hum, which seemed to be knocked out.

The monk said grimly: "Forget it, this is protected by the portrait of Jingze, and is not affected by the ecstasy here. Give her the memory, let her go back. "

Another man said: "It's Jingze who is playing a trick again, drawing a fart, how can the elders allow him to be so messy."

The monk sighed: "Sen Luozong in Vientiane is protecting him, forget it. In fact, it is only one of them whether they are fascinated, so many of us are fooled by us to be the Buddha and give off children and deceive others. There are not many of Zhenzheng, and she is not obligatory. There is no need for trouble."

After a pause, he smiled and said: "In fact, those who are not ecstasy, once hooked up, are the marrow knowing the fire. So many brothers say that the Jingzawa nerds are doing nothing, and they also give the name of Ya, Jing Yuxi.

The other man also laughed, and said: "Where is this maid? This is not a portrait before, and I can’t bear to let it go if it’s wrapped around me now. Or brother, let’s do this, that woman belongs to you, This maid belongs to me. Anyway, I will erase the memory together, everyone does not know."

"After the woman was caught by that incident, her body reacted to her own body. Isn't it enough to erase her memory? If she is confused for a lifetime, there are endless troubles, forget it."

"Then this woman won't touch it, how about we play with this maid? Anyway, she only knows that she is proactively begging for joy, and she has no face to tell her afterwards."

"Bang!" The door of the room was suddenly kicked open, but when he turned his head, there was no one.