Chapter 375: The Sin Deserves It
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Chai Wantian came to the emotion, looked at Shikong with a smile, and said: "When it comes to playing sex, which of the men and women in this world is not like this. Although you have become a monk, after all, you are full of feelings, and you are so young, in your prime, and you are difficult to get rid of the world, I am afraid that you have long been familiar with this way, haha......"
In the sinister smile, the lewd look on Chai Wantian's face became even more vigorous, and his little eyes were squeezed out again, and he didn't know what senses he could use to appreciate the beautiful man in front of him.
The little eyes were unwilling, and they squeezed out of their obscene faces again, staring at the "rare".
Shikong looked at Chai Wantian's obscene appearance, disgusted and disdainful, and scolded secretly.
He couldn't ignore it, and said casually: "The master's words are reasonable, from childhood to adulthood, who doesn't like to play, it's beyond reproach." β
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention, Chai Wantian's heart moved when he heard this, this monk may really have this intention, if so, it will be easy to do.
He looked at Shikong and said tentatively: "Childe, you are usually not willing to be lonely, don't you also play with others?"
"Yes, it is human nature to play, it is both relaxed and happy, no one pursues it, and I can't get rid of it. β
The jackal smiled, it is indeed the nature of men and women to love, and no one can escape it, including this little monk.
It seems that his guess is right, this person is wearing monk's clothes, but he has a flower heart, and the rules of Buddhism can't stop him from having an innate nature, and he has long been familiar with this way.
He has more confidence in his heart, even so, what will happen next is inevitable, everything is in his thoughts.
Chai Wantian looked at Shikong and sighed with emotion, the little monk is dignified, but he is a person who is too vulgar to be vulgar, not much better than himself.
He sighed: "Yes, what Childe said is right, this is indeed nature, and it is also the nature of men and women, no one can change it, including me and you." β
The jackal already knew that the ability to release the air was strong, and he was invincible in trouble, so he wanted to subdue him first, and then do it at will. Now it seems that there is no need to use any more means, this beautiful man also likes this matter, and he is a little worried.
He didn't want to do it anymore, so he did what he wanted, and wouldn't it be more fun to be consensual.
The rare "rare" is about to arrive, and the jackal doesn't want to talk nonsense anymore, and the evil mind is also urging. He wants to seize the good time, to vent his lust for the charming beautiful man, and the anger of losing the beauty.
He looked at Shikong with a smile on his face, and said, "Childe, let's play now, the loneliness of the province." β
Shikong glanced at him and said lightly: "Okay, as long as the donor is happy, you can play if you want, and the little monk will accompany you." But let's get down to business first, give me a hundred taels of silver, and then do as you please. β
"No hurry, no hurry, it's not too late to wait for a hundred and twenty days. You can rest assured, what the master says will definitely count, and there will be no penny. β
He was fighting ghost ideas in his heart, whether it counts or not, and then he will talk about it, this hundred taels of silver is my lifeline, how can I let you take it, and it will be good to give you ten taels or eight taels.
Shikong forced: "No, I want it now, otherwise I will be uneasy, how can I play with the master?"
The jackal's expression was shocked, and it was like being stabbed by a knife, and his heart trembled in pain.
He was very angry, and thought to himself: "This monk is the same as the woman in the Qinglou, and he also wants to see the silver dedication, but he is quite scheming." What can I do for you, you are already in my house, and if you don't satisfy me, don't think of taking a penny. Even if it can satisfy me, it can only give you a little something, if you want a hundred taels, how can it be, how can it be so easy to earn money in vain. β
At the urging of Shikong, although the jackal had a heartache, he had to promise to pay the silver first, otherwise it would be difficult for good things to come true.
He secretly lamented: "Mei Jiaoniang is gone, I can't lose the little monk anymore, otherwise the money spent will be in vain, not my life." β
Chai Wantian spent such a large price in order to get a beautiful man comparable to a rarity, and that evil heart was like a knife cut, and it was unspeakably miserable.
There is no way, he is a perverted pervert, he is already obsessed with this little monk, in order to get the beautiful man of his dreams and satisfy his twisted heart, he can only endure it ruthlessly.
Chai Wantian handed over one hundred taels of silver to Shikong, not only his hands were shaking, but his twisted heart was also trembling, and he was ruthlessly tortured by the pain of dripping blood, and he was miserable.
He secretly screamed: "Hmph, you want to take this silver, dream." I'll make you happy for a while, and then I'll take it back. If you can't, I'll kill you, and I won't let you take my money. β
Shikong got the silver, and he had a bottom in his heart, and immediately tied the package to his body.
Chai Wantian was a little surprised, and hurriedly dissuaded: "Childe, why bother, how inconvenient it is to play with these silvers." Put it here first, and take it with you when you go. β
Shikong smiled contemptuously: "It's okay, it won't affect the play, the little monk will accompany the donor to play until he is satisfied." β
The jackal couldn't be dissuaded, his heart ached, and his expression changed greatly, as if the silver had already belonged to someone else, and it was not a decimal, it was a hundred taels.
He snorted secretly, told his family to withdraw, closed the door again, and walked over with a lewd face, wanting to vent his anger and anguish on the beautiful man.
Shikong is still confused, not knowing what this guy is going to do and how to play.
He flashed to the side and said, "Donor, the house is narrow, and it is inconvenient to play, so it is better to go to the yard." It's spacious, and you and I can do whatever we want, wouldn't it be pleasant? β
The jackal was very surprised when he heard this, and couldn't help but be stunned, and thought: "This little monk really wants to be open, he is so presumptuous, this is a matter of betraying people, even the women in the Qinglou have to avoid it, and they dare not hide it." Unexpectedly, he is even worse than the woman in the Qinglou, and he is not afraid of others looking at him, which is too unusual. β
Shikong looked at Chai Wantian, and saw that he was silent, and he didn't know what the hell he was thinking in his heart.
The jackal snorted silently: "It seems that his renunciation is indeed fake, and it is true that he seeks happiness in the cloak of Buddhism, but today he found the wrong person." Well, this kind of person is more kind, I can play with my hands and feet to my heart's content, and maybe it will be funny in the sun. β
Seeing that he still didn't say anything, Shikong smiled faintly and said, "Donor, if you don't want to go outside to play, just here, even if it is narrower, it will not disappoint you." β
The jackal immediately waved his hand: "No, no, since Childe likes to be outside, I will accompany him." β
Chai Wantian was very excited, got up and came to the yard. He couldn't let his family watch, nor did he let them peek, so he drove them out, and he was ordered not to come closer, and they all avoided it from afar.
When he saw that his family had disappeared from sight, he closed the courtyard door and walked towards Shikong with a smile.
Shikong is still puzzled, what is this guy going to do?
He dodged and said, "Don't worry, donor, we haven't said how to play yet." β
Chai Wantian's eyes glared: "I have already spent money, I can play as much as I want, what is there to discuss?"
His face was full of lewdness, and he also had a hideous expression, and the coat of accumulating virtue and doing good deeds had long been thrown aside, just like buying a joke in the Qinglou, there was nothing to negotiate.
Released or kept in the dark, I don't know why, what the hell is this guy going to do?
He shook his head and said: "This is a matter for two people, it stands to reason that it should be discussed, since the donor has his own ideas, then whatever you want, the little monk will accompany you." The donor said, should we use weapons, or only use fists and feet?"
Chai Wantian was puzzled, and couldn't help but stop: "What, weapons, fists and feet?"
"Yes, the donor can play whatever he wants, or come together. β
"This ...... This...... How can this be reasonable!" The jackal frowned, his face showed anger, "It's not a martial arts fight, how can you say such a thing?"
Shikong snorted, and glared at the bully with an angry face: "Donor, the little monk will only play like this, watch the boxing!"
As soon as the words fell, he didn't wait for a reply, and started to move his fists and feet.
The jackal was beaten so that the wolf howled and rolled all over the ground.
Shikong vented his anger and said, "Jackal, you are really playful, you seem to be very happy." Okay, the little monk will work harder and accompany you well, it will make you happy. β
His face was full of anger and mercilessness, and his fists and feet were added together, falling like raindrops.
Chai Wantian did not waste his efforts in vain, nor did he spend money in vain, this "play" did experience the taste of life is worse than death, no less than the pain of losing silver. However, it was not the little monk who tasted the taste, but himself.
Although the family members have left here, they have also heard the shouts in the courtyard, and they have all learned the benefits and disadvantages of the little monk, and no one dares to go over to find a fight, and they have no ability to save the master. They were afraid that the old man would blame them later, so they quietly avoided it.
Chai Wantian's body and bones could not withstand such a violent beating, and he soon collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Shikong exhaled a vicious breath, looked at the motionless jackal and cursed a few words, and then jumped up, stepped on the house and flew away, disappearing in a blink of an eye.
......
When Zhang Yunyan came back, the matter was over, and Shikong had long been away from here. It's a pity that the two of them missed a good opportunity to meet.
After leaving Baiyuzhuang, Zhang Yunyan walked all the way, and when she thought of the little monk who beat Chai Wantian, she would think of Shikong, and she sighed with emotion, and envy arose.
Although Yunyan didn't see the true face of Shikong, he had a deep impression in his heart, he was a comrade-in-arms who fought together in the Devil's Cave Mansion, a good friend with a friend of life and death, and a brother of Buddhism, who would remember it for a lifetime.
The most memorable thing for her is that Shikong's voice is very similar to that of Jiaxiang's brother, so she has another longing and longing. She really wants to be with Shikong often, and she can also comfort the soul of the lost fiancΓ©.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yunyan smiled silently bitterly, this is impossible, it is wishful thinking. She remembered very well that in the cave of the Nine Shadows Holy Monarch, in that Suiyuan Cave, she had persuaded her to return to the world, but what she heard was negative words.
Chai Wantian came to the emotion, looked at Shikong with a smile, and said: "When it comes to playing sex, which of the men and women in this world is not like this. Although you have become a monk, after all, you are full of feelings, and you are so young, in your prime, and you are difficult to get rid of the world, I am afraid that you have long been familiar with this way, haha......"
In the sinister smile, the lewd look on Chai Wantian's face became even more vigorous, and his little eyes were squeezed out again, and he didn't know what senses he could use to appreciate the beautiful man in front of him.
The little eyes were unwilling, and they squeezed out of their obscene faces again, staring at the "rare".
Shikong looked at Chai Wantian's obscene appearance, disgusted and disdainful, and scolded secretly.
He couldn't ignore it, and said casually: "The master's words are reasonable, from childhood to adulthood, who doesn't like to play, it's beyond reproach." β
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention, Chai Wantian's heart moved when he heard this, this monk may really have this intention, if so, it will be easy to do.
He looked at Shikong and said tentatively: "Childe, you are usually not willing to be lonely, don't you also play with others?"
"Yes, it is human nature to play, it is both relaxed and happy, no one pursues it, and I can't get rid of it. β
The jackal smiled, it is indeed the nature of men and women to love, and no one can escape it, including this little monk.
It seems that his guess is right, this person is wearing monk's clothes, but he has a flower heart, and the rules of Buddhism can't stop him from having an innate nature, and he has long been familiar with this way.
He has more confidence in his heart, even so, what will happen next is inevitable, everything is in his thoughts.
Chai Wantian looked at Shikong and sighed with emotion, the little monk is dignified, but he is a person who is too vulgar to be vulgar, not much better than himself.
He sighed: "Yes, what Childe said is right, this is indeed nature, and it is also the nature of men and women, no one can change it, including me and you." β
The jackal already knew that the ability to release the air was strong, and he was invincible in trouble, so he wanted to subdue him first, and then do it at will. Now it seems that there is no need to use any more means, this beautiful man also likes this matter, and he is a little worried.
He didn't want to do it anymore, so he did what he wanted, and wouldn't it be more fun to be consensual.
The rare "rare" is about to arrive, and the jackal doesn't want to talk nonsense anymore, and the evil mind is also urging. He wants to seize the good time, to vent his lust for the charming beautiful man, and the anger of losing the beauty.
He looked at Shikong with a smile on his face, and said, "Childe, let's play now, the loneliness of the province." β
Shikong glanced at him and said lightly: "Okay, as long as the donor is happy, you can play if you want, and the little monk will accompany you." But let's get down to business first, give me a hundred taels of silver, and then do as you please. β
"No hurry, no hurry, it's not too late to wait for a hundred and twenty days. You can rest assured, what the master says will definitely count, and there will be no penny. β
He was fighting ghost ideas in his heart, whether it counts or not, and then he will talk about it, this hundred taels of silver is my lifeline, how can I let you take it, and it will be good to give you ten taels or eight taels.
Shikong forced: "No, I want it now, otherwise I will be uneasy, how can I play with the master?"
The jackal's expression was shocked, and it was like being stabbed by a knife, and his heart trembled in pain.
He was very angry, and thought to himself: "This monk is the same as the woman in the Qinglou, and he also wants to see the silver dedication, but he is quite scheming." What can I do for you, you are already in my house, and if you don't satisfy me, don't think of taking a penny. Even if it can satisfy me, it can only give you a little something, if you want a hundred taels, how can it be, how can it be so easy to earn money in vain. β
At the urging of Shikong, although the jackal had a heartache, he had to promise to pay the silver first, otherwise it would be difficult for good things to come true.
He secretly lamented: "Mei Jiaoniang is gone, I can't lose the little monk anymore, otherwise the money spent will be in vain, not my life." β
Chai Wantian spent such a large price in order to get a beautiful man comparable to a rarity, and that evil heart was like a knife cut, and it was unspeakably miserable.
There is no way, he is a perverted pervert, he is already obsessed with this little monk, in order to get the beautiful man of his dreams and satisfy his twisted heart, he can only endure it ruthlessly.
Chai Wantian handed over one hundred taels of silver to Shikong, not only his hands were shaking, but his twisted heart was also trembling, and he was ruthlessly tortured by the pain of dripping blood, and he was miserable.
He secretly screamed: "Hmph, you want to take this silver, dream." I'll make you happy for a while, and then I'll take it back. If you can't, I'll kill you, and I won't let you take my money. β
Shikong got the silver, and he had a bottom in his heart, and immediately tied the package to his body.
Chai Wantian was a little surprised, and hurriedly dissuaded: "Childe, why bother, how inconvenient it is to play with these silvers." Put it here first, and take it with you when you go. β
Shikong smiled contemptuously: "It's okay, it won't affect the play, the little monk will accompany the donor to play until he is satisfied." β
The jackal couldn't be dissuaded, his heart ached, and his expression changed greatly, as if the silver had already belonged to someone else, and it was not a decimal, it was a hundred taels.
He snorted secretly, told his family to withdraw, closed the door again, and walked over with a lewd face, wanting to vent his anger and anguish on the beautiful man.
Shikong is still confused, not knowing what this guy is going to do and how to play.
He flashed to the side and said, "Donor, the house is narrow, and it is inconvenient to play, so it is better to go to the yard." It's spacious, and you and I can do whatever we want, wouldn't it be pleasant? β
The jackal was very surprised when he heard this, and couldn't help but be stunned, and thought: "This little monk really wants to be open, he is so presumptuous, this is a matter of betraying people, even the women in the Qinglou have to avoid it, and they dare not hide it." Unexpectedly, he is even worse than the woman in the Qinglou, and he is not afraid of others looking at him, which is too unusual. β
Shikong looked at Chai Wantian, and saw that he was silent, and he didn't know what the hell he was thinking in his heart.
The jackal snorted silently: "It seems that his renunciation is indeed fake, and it is true that he seeks happiness in the cloak of Buddhism, but today he found the wrong person." Well, this kind of person is more kind, I can play with my hands and feet to my heart's content, and maybe it will be funny in the sun. β
Seeing that he still didn't say anything, Shikong smiled faintly and said, "Donor, if you don't want to go outside to play, just here, even if it is narrower, it will not disappoint you." β
The jackal immediately waved his hand: "No, no, since Childe likes to be outside, I will accompany him." β
Chai Wantian was very excited, got up and came to the yard. He couldn't let his family watch, nor did he let them peek, so he drove them out, and he was ordered not to come closer, and they all avoided it from afar.
When he saw that his family had disappeared from sight, he closed the courtyard door and walked towards Shikong with a smile.
Shikong is still puzzled, what is this guy going to do?
He dodged and said, "Don't worry, donor, we haven't said how to play yet." β
Chai Wantian's eyes glared: "I have already spent money, I can play as much as I want, what is there to discuss?"
His face was full of lewdness, and he also had a hideous expression, and the coat of accumulating virtue and doing good deeds had long been thrown aside, just like buying a joke in the Qinglou, there was nothing to negotiate.
Released or kept in the dark, I don't know why, what the hell is this guy going to do?
He shook his head and said: "This is a matter for two people, it stands to reason that it should be discussed, since the donor has his own ideas, then whatever you want, the little monk will accompany you." The donor said, should we use weapons, or only use fists and feet?"
Chai Wantian was puzzled, and couldn't help but stop: "What, weapons, fists and feet?"
"Yes, the donor can play whatever he wants, or come together. β
"This ...... This...... How can this be reasonable!" The jackal frowned, his face showed anger, "It's not a martial arts fight, how can you say such a thing?"
Shikong snorted, and glared at the bully with an angry face: "Donor, the little monk will only play like this, watch the boxing!"
As soon as the words fell, he didn't wait for a reply, and started to move his fists and feet.
The jackal was beaten so that the wolf howled and rolled all over the ground.
Shikong vented his anger and said, "Jackal, you are really playful, you seem to be very happy." Okay, the little monk will work harder and accompany you well, it will make you happy. β
His face was full of anger and mercilessness, and his fists and feet were added together, falling like raindrops.
Chai Wantian did not waste his efforts in vain, nor did he spend money in vain, this "play" did experience the taste of life is worse than death, no less than the pain of losing silver. However, it was not the little monk who tasted the taste, but himself.
Although the family members have left here, they have also heard the shouts in the courtyard, and they have all learned the benefits and disadvantages of the little monk, and no one dares to go over to find a fight, and they have no ability to save the master. They were afraid that the old man would blame them later, so they quietly avoided it.
Chai Wantian's body and bones could not withstand such a violent beating, and he soon collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Shikong exhaled a vicious breath, looked at the motionless jackal and cursed a few words, and then jumped up, stepped on the house and flew away, disappearing in a blink of an eye.
......
When Zhang Yunyan came back, the matter was over, and Shikong had long been away from here. It's a pity that the two of them missed a good opportunity to meet.
After leaving Baiyuzhuang, Zhang Yunyan walked all the way, and when she thought of the little monk who beat Chai Wantian, she would think of Shikong, and she sighed with emotion, and envy arose.
Although Yunyan didn't see the true face of Shikong, he had a deep impression in his heart, he was a comrade-in-arms who fought together in the Devil's Cave Mansion, a good friend with a friend of life and death, and a brother of Buddhism, who would remember it for a lifetime.
The most memorable thing for her is that Shikong's voice is very similar to that of Jiaxiang's brother, so she has another longing and longing. She really wants to be with Shikong often, and she can also comfort the soul of the lost fiancΓ©.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yunyan smiled silently bitterly, this is impossible, it is wishful thinking. She remembered very well that in the cave of the Nine Shadows Holy Monarch, in that Suiyuan Cave, she had persuaded her to return to the world, but what she heard was negative words.