Chapter 11: Master of Flowers
At the same time, a monk came out of the woods, and he glanced at the roses on the ground, and his eyes showed a lustful color.
This forty or fifty-year-old monk, dressed in a robe and holding a Zen staff, seems to be kind and kind-eyed, and is a high-ranking monk.
Not really.
Secretly, he was rape and plundering, greedy for flowers and lust, and ruined the reputation of many women from good families, but no one could help him.
Why?
Because, he is a well-known master of flowers on the rivers and lakes, and he has a good reputation.
Like a flower, the white jade is flawless!
What's more, a generation of monks!
Of course, this is thanks to his superb acting skills and prudence.
But such a person, the emperor of the Great Xia Empire, actually crowned him as the Protector (right) Grand Mage.
He was even allowed to open altars and discuss scriptures all over the country to fool sentient beings.
Not to mention, Master Ruhua's ability to fool people is not inferior to his profound Buddhist theories.
For a time, there were many believers, almost all over the empire.
In fact, in this world, like the earth world, the people are kind and the best to deceive.
"Don't come here.... "
"Don't come here.... "
Rose looked solemn and beautiful, looking at the master of Ruhua who was walking slowly, full of vigilance.
"Rose! "
"Everything you have is given by me, so you are also mine. "
"Is it okay if I don't come? "
"But, you have to grant me one request! Master Ruhua smiled slowly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.
"What a request! Rose said coldly.
"One time he was out and happened to meet a hungry eagle chasing a poor pigeon.
The dove said to the eagle, "Spare me!" Leave me alone, you have the next one, but this is the only one in my life. ”
The eagle said, "I don't know what you're saying, but I'm hungry now."
If I don't eat you, I can't live, it's not easy for everyone in this world to live, and if I don't get to a dead end, I won't chase after me. ”
When the Lord heard of compassion, he stretched out his hand and took the dove and hid it in his bosom.
The eagle was furious and said to Shakyamuni, "World-honored One, you have great mercy and save this pigeon's life, can you bear to see my eagle starve to death?" ”
He said, "I can't bear to hurt this innocent pigeon, and I don't want you to starve to death in vain." There is a way that if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell. ”
So Shakyamuni took out a balance and put the pigeon on one side and the meat cut from himself on the other.
Although this pigeon looks small, no matter how much the world wants to cut it and how much flesh it cuts, it seems that it cannot hold its weight.
When the Lord cut off the last piece of meat, the scales finally flattened.
Then, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the true Buddha was born. "
After Master Ruhua finished telling the story of "the Buddha cut meat and fed the eagle", he sighed and said, "Rose, in fact, I am the hungry eagle, as long as you cut your meat and let me cut it, I will not be starved to death...... "
Of course, this meat is not the other meat, no matter how stupid the rose is, it can still be heard like the voice of the flower master.
As the saying goes: "Heroes don't ask where they come from, and hooligans don't distinguish between monks and Buddhas." "
When a man is bad, he is bad, which is called amorous.
When it's not supposed to be bad, it's called hooliganism.
Like Ruhua, one set on the surface, one set behind the back, a hooligan with a Buddha's heart and a mouth, even if he disguises himself as a high-ranking monk, he is actually a shameless and shameless coward.
Right!
This bad cowardice is really invincible.
It's not in other aspects, it's invincible, it's in the obscene aspect, it's invincible.
The point is that Ruhua said with a lewd smile on her face and an obscene expression.
Fortunately, there was no one in the forest at this time, otherwise people would hear this enlightened monk talking loudly, and ensure that the three views will be destroyed.
"Ruhua, you vile, dirty, depraved, silver sword, shameless, obscene silver monk! Even if Lao Tzu dies, he won't let you waste this animal....."
"Don't come..... "
"Don't come..... "
"Rose: The Buddhas all say, if you don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell. You have perfected me, and you can achieve positive results...... "
In a hurry, Rose put the white jade sword around her neck, trying to threaten Ruhua with death and give up her next move.
But in the face of absolute strength, not to mention that the rose has been poisoned, even when it is in its heyday, it is easy for Master Ruhua to take away the white jade sword in her hand.
The more she resisted.
The more excited you are.
At this time, the poison on the rose became more and more severe.
At this moment, the rose is very uncomfortable, her blood is burning, and her body is singing.
Not afraid of wind and rain, fearless of life and death.
Ruhua was overjoyed when she saw this, and she pounced directly, and the beastly desire that had been brewing for a long time was like a river bursting its embankment.
Rose Zhu bit her lips tightly, and her phoenix eyes were angry, but she was powerless to resist.
"Help! "
Rose was about to call for help, but before the voice came, her acupoint had been sealed by Ruhua, although she was very angry, and she also wanted to kill Ruhua with a sword, but her body was restrained and she couldn't move.
She was powerless to the point of despair.
"It's over... Finished.... "
At a critical juncture of rejection and a strong force, Ruhua suddenly felt a strong attack, and her body flew out more than ten meters away uncontrollably.
Ruhua was a master who was infinitely close to a peerless master, and quickly reacted to what was going on.