The movement in front of the main hall was so loud, it had already alarmed the monks in the temple, and the first to run out was the master of the dust precept who flickered Sisi, and as soon as he saw the almost completely exposed Xue Ji, he immediately bowed with one palm, closed his eyes and recited the Buddha.

"Sin, sin, color is emptiness, emptiness is color"

The old monk read the matter, but at the moment there is a monk's demeanor, with his recitation of the Buddha, the courtyard is peaceful, everyone's heart has been purified, no longer look at the charming **.

I didn't expect this old monk to really have some skills, and casually reciting a sutra can appease people's hearts, if this old monk is invited to recite the sutra on the battlefield, who will have the will to fight?

Isn't the world too peaceful?

At this moment, Xue Ji is very wolf, and the proud snow skin has already turned into bloody skin, and her whole body is covered with staggered blood marks, even her face is not spared.

And because she couldn't dig her back, she leaned against the corner of the wall like a monkey and kept rubbing.

"Oh, it's comfortable, well, oh"

Because it was so refreshing, I kept moaning, and everyone present was in their hearts again, this sound was too seductive!

The master of the dust precept was busy reciting the Buddhist scriptures again, and the solemn voice suppressed the woman's moaning, and everyone came to their senses again, ashamed, and bowed to the Bodhisattva again, begging for the Bodhisattva's forgiveness.

There were a few young monks who had not yet been purified, their faces were blushing, their eyes were closed, and they kept chanting the scriptures, and some of them with poor concentration could not stand the ripples of cold sweat for a long time.

Jiechen looked at a few young disciples and shook his head secretly, took the clear water handed over by the disciples, slowly walked in front of Xue Ji, and threw the clear water on her.

Although it was a warm spring, the cold water was still unbearable, Xue Ji was shivering from the cold, and her consciousness was a little sober, but Sisi's itchy powder was too powerful, and she rubbed on the wall again after a while.

Basins of cold water were splashed one after another, and six basins of water were splashed one after another, and Xue Ji completely stopped the itching, but the whole body was so wolf that she was so cold that her upper and lower teeth froze.

The Master of Dust Removal took off his robe and draped it over Yukihime's body.

"Thank you, Master!" Yukihime said gratefully.

"The female donor doesn't need to be polite, and I hope that the female donor will be kind, quit greed, abstain from lust, and abstain from hatred!" The master of dust abstinence is bitter and earnest.

Sisi couldn't help laughing, this old monk is really funny, he speaks so straightforwardly, but she likes it!

Xue Ji's face was blue and white for a while, and she spat at Master Jiechen, and said hatefully: "Old monk, you have a nervous disorder!" ”

After saying that, she returned the robe to Jiechen, picked up the clothes she had taken off from the ground, put them on as if no one was around, and walked out of the temple with a twist.

"Uncle Shi, this robe is dirty, I'll take it for you to clean it, right?" The little monk next to Jiechen took the robe that Xue Ji had draped.

After watching the show, Sisi asked Shi Zhenzhen to help her back to the box, and the burned place hurt so much that she inhaled the cold air.

When passing by the master of dust cessation, the old monk looked at Sisi with a smile, "The female benefactor is really blessed, and the disaster of blood and light can be resolved by itself!" ”

Sisi only remembered at this time that the monk who had quit dust said that she had a bloody disaster recently, but she didn't expect that her leg was burned before she finished speaking.

Could it be that this old monk really has two brushes?

It can't be a **** luck, right?

Sisi carefully looked at the dust and tried to find something, but the master looked inscrutable, and the corners of his mouth showed a mysterious smile, and he couldn't see anything.

"It's just luck!" Sisi smiled politely.

Jiechen said again: "The luck of people with deep fortune will not be too bad, He Xiaoyou, there will be a period in the future!" ”

After saying that, the old monk turned around and left.

What do you mean?

Who will have a meeting with you as an old monk?

Sisi shook his head, grabbed the money that Xue Ji had just given him in the bag, handed it to the little monk next to him, and asked him to hand it over to the old monk, and limped back to the box.

Everyone was startled by the scar on Sisi's leg, the burn was no longer as swollen as before under the effect of the medicinal wine, but it was scary to look at.

"Ah Nan, what's going on? Who got it? Tian Xinhua was distressed.

"A nasty woman threw a candle on my lap and the stockings caught fire and burned." Sisi explained.

"Fortunately, Sister Sisi reacted quickly, took water to extinguish the fire, otherwise it would have hurt even more, you don't know how annoying that woman is, she deliberately made a fox spirit when she hurt someone, and she looked disgusting to death!" Shi Zhenzhen said indignantly.

"But that woman didn't get well, even the Bodhisattva couldn't see it, just now she was out of the ocean."

Shi Zhenzhen excitedly told Xue Ji what happened just now, this kid has a good ability to tell stories, and he used actions while talking, which made everyone laugh.

The little monk from before ran over, holding a small jar in his hand, and asked shyly, "Is Lord He here?" ”

"Yes." Sisi got up from behind Tian Xinhua.

"This burn ointment was ordered by my uncle to send it to the Lord He, as long as it is applied to the wound, it will heal after a week without leaving scars." The little monk's voice was crisp, and he was very cute with his little bald head, Sisi couldn't help but stretch out his demonic hand and touch the shiny little bald head.

So smooth!

It feels really good!

The little monk was so ashamed that he forgot to give a salute, and rushed out of the box with a swish, and heard him constantly chanting 'color is emptiness, emptiness is color'.

Hahaha!

The crowd laughed again.

Ah Xi laughed and leaned back and forth, "Sister Sisi, why do you even have to tease monks?" ”

Sisi retracted her hand curtly, she really didn't want to tease the little monk, she just wanted to try to see how the round bald head felt!

I didn't expect this little monk to be so shy!

"A man's head can't be touched casually, especially a monk's head, don't touch it in the future." Tian Xinhua smiled and reached out to take the ointment, ready to apply it to Sisi.

When I opened the lid, a fresh fragrance came out, and the jar was a light green ointment, crystal clear like jelly.

Tian Xinhua dug up a piece of ointment and smeared it on Sisi's leg, and suddenly a burst of coolness seeped into his heart and lungs, his whole body was refreshed, and the pain was reduced a lot.

Sisi couldn't help but moan, "It's so comfortable, I didn't expect that old monk to have such a good medicine in his hand, and I don't know where he got it." ”

Shi Zhenzhen said: "It should be done by the master of the dust abstinence himself, the master of the dust is not only profound, but also very good at medicine, every year he will give free medical treatment to the people under the mountain, and the locals call him a 'living bodhisattva'." ”

Si Si was impressed by the old monk who quit dust, and if he could get the sincere love of the people, then this old monk was indeed a person of high moral character!

In the wing room in the backyard of the temple, Jiechen held a box, his eyes were shining, and a suspicious liquid flowed out of the corner of his mouth, how could there be a trace of monk's demeanor?

In the box lay Sisi's five stacks of money bricks and dozens of large tickets, as well as some other small bills of one yuan and ten yuan, and even a lot of coins.

"Take someone softly, He Sisi accepted my ointment, I shouldn't refuse to make a relationship with her in the future, right? If I can turn another 50,000,000, my Scripture Pavilion will be able to break ground! ”

Sisi, who was smeared with ointment and felt a chill on her back, looked around suspiciously. (To be continued.) )