We all know that several bottles of medicine were found from the secret room behind the meditation bed and the Buddhist shrine, and since the comrades entered the secret room, they would definitely find the two beds in the secret room, and it turned out that there were many things left in that secret room. Yiqing hadn't cleaned the secret room.

At this time, it is difficult to get Yiqing to speak.

Ouyang Ping took a few rolls of paper from Chen Jie's hand—the pictures of men and women who were taken down by the comrades from the wall in another secret room, and then unfolded them one by one and threw them in front of Yiqing: "Yiqing, is this how you participate in Zen and Buddha?" ”

A piece of paper floated to Yiqing's head due to the effect of the wind, and this piece of paper happened to hang on Yiqing's head, blocking the whole face.

He was trying to find a crack in the ground to get into, and now, there happened to be a fig paper covering his ugly, evil face.

Like a sculpture, Ichikiyo is indifferent to the painting hanging on his head.

It is impossible to interrogate a sculpture and the painting hanging on the sculpture, Ouyang Ping gently flicked the painting hanging on Yiqing's head, and the painting slowly slid to the ground.

Li Wenhua walked over and put away the paintings lying on the ground one by one. Roll it up and place it on top of the table.

At this time, Yiqing's face was covered with a layer of earthy gray. The beads of sweat were no longer flowing, but the snot was still hanging down.

Man is really a strange animal, the same person, once upon a time, he was dignified, proud, dignified, but in the blink of an eye, he became a lowly, obscene, lowly pitiful worm.

At some point, the bead slipped onto the chair, but Ichichi ignored it. The feet that had been stretched out and put together had shrunk under the chair and were placed side by side on the ground in a regular manner. When a person is relaxed, the body is stretched, and when a person is nervous and afraid, the body is contracted.

Ouyang Ping hopes to hold on, he still has a lot of big cards in his hand that have not been played.

"Yiqing, in addition to harming some women from good families, what else have you done to Desirelessness and Mingkong?"

Yiqing replied with silence.

"Since you don't want to answer my question, just do it! Lao Yan, you and Zuo Xiangdong go to Lingguang Temple, invite Desireless and Mingkong over, and let them talk for themselves! ”

Yan Jianhua and Zuo Xiangdong stood up.

"No need, I'll say it myself!"

"Say it!"

"There is no desire and clear emptiness are not wrong, there is such a thing."

"Why do you want to step across the two worlds of yin and yang?"

"I can't say it myself."

"When did you first have such thoughts and impulses?"

"Soon after I became a monk, I realized that something was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

It is easier to understand that it is easier to understand the scourge of women from good families, and there must be some very special reasons for the fact that in addition to being interested in women, they are also interested in men.

"Since I became a monk, I was completely isolated from the outside world, and I was faced with men all day long, and I lived in a meditation room with my three brothers, and one winter, when it was very cold, my brother Ning An proposed to put the two quilts together - we both got into a quilt - so that it would be warmer."

"So, you're together?"

"No, but there is a feeling of inexplicability."

After becoming a monk, although the body entered the Buddhist gate, the heart has not completely entered, and the sexual impulse is still there, not to mention that Ling Hu Yuan escaped into the empty door when everyone betrayed his relatives and had no way out.