"It's not okay to guess out of thin air!" Jing Xuan said with a straight face: "Our predecessors of the Buddha Sect are absolutely not allowed to blaspheme!"

Wu Jinpeng twitched several times with a cheek: "Okay, okay, it's me who doesn't choose what to say, don't blame the master, I won't say it......" Wu Jinpeng rubbed in the room for a while before patting his ass and leaving.

After Wu Jinpeng left, Jingxu took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the bed and began to chant sutras and practice Buddhism.

......

Inside a small dimly lit house.

Wu Jinpeng and Wolf Yi were getting together and whispering.

"Wolf Yi, did you really put the medicinal powder into the incense burner in the room of the Jingxu Bald Donkey?" Wu Jinpeng asked worriedly.

"Of course I put it, I put a full pack!" said Wolf Yi with certainty.

Wu Jinpeng breathed a sigh of relief: "That's easy to do." ”

"Brother Wu, the bag you gave me...... What is the effect of the powder?" Wolf Yi couldn't help but ask.

Wu Jinpeng smiled: "Do you really want to know?"

The wolf nodded slightly: "Yes!"

"Get closer, I'll tell you!" Wu Jinpeng hooked his fingers.

The wolf hurriedly put his ears up.

Wu Jinpeng leaned into Wolf Yi's ear and whispered a few words.

"Huh?" The wolf was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time to come back to his senses: "Brother Wu, that Jingxu is also a monk in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, can he be fooled?"

"Don't worry!" Wu Jinpeng said confidently: "That package of medicinal powder is prepared with dozens of precious elixirs, not to mention a monk in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, even if the great monk of the Tribulation Period comes, don't even think about it...... This is not my nonsense, it is tested and demonstrated. ”

"Is it really that powerful?" Wolf Yi didn't believe it.

Wu Jinpeng grinned: "Let me tell you this, that package of medicinal powder is colorless and tasteless, it slowly penetrates into the body through breathing, and there is no abnormality at first, but with the extension of time, the miraculous effect of the medicinal powder will slowly appear...... By the time the silent vulture doll came to its senses, it was already too late. ”

"That'...... You must know that Jingxu is the abbot of the Buddha Sect, and if he dies in the Tianshan Sect, it is estimated that the entire Buddha Sect will not give up!"

Wu Jinpeng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, that packet of medicinal powder is not poisonous, but it will enhance some of people's abilities...... There will be no death. ”

"How long will it take for the powder to take effect?" asked Wolf One.

Wu Jinpeng thought for a while: "It will take at least half a month, let's just wait patiently." ”

"Okay! I'll just wait to see the show!"

......

Time flies, ten days pass in the blink of an eye.

In the past ten days, Jingxu has been a little depressed, I don't know what's going on, he is a little irritable every day, and he can't calm down to practice and chant scriptures.

"What's wrong with you?" Jingxu frowned.

"Knock knock. There was a slight sound of tricks coming from the door.

"Come in!" Jingxu took a deep breath and shouted up to the door.

"Crunch!" The door was pushed open, and Wu Jinpeng, who was full of alcohol, staggered in.

Jingxu glanced at Wu Jinpeng: "Master Wu, have you drunk?"

"Uh......" Wu Jinpeng burped, and the whole room was suddenly filled with a strong smell of wine.

Jingxu frowned, and with a wave of his sleeves, he dispelled the smell of wine in front of him.

"Master, I'm sorry...... I had a party today, so I had a few more drinks...... Don't be surprised...... Uh......" As he spoke, Wu Jinpeng burped again.

"Master Wu, I've finished explaining the spells of Buddhism to you, I don't know what else is going on when you come?" Jingxu said as he stretched out his hand to dispel the surrounding wine.

"Ahh......h Belch...... To...... Belch...... Meet the Master...... Uh......" Before he finished speaking, Wu Jinpeng burped several times in succession, and the whole room was suddenly filled with a strong smell of wine.

Jingxu gradually couldn't stand it anymore: "Since there is nothing to do, please go back, I still have to recite the scriptures." At first, Jingxu asked about the smell of wine, and he was very disgusted, but after smelling it for a long time, he had a very wonderful feeling in his heart, a feeling that Jingxu could not describe, all in all, Jingxu gradually did not reject the smell of wine, and vaguely liked to smell the smell of wine.

"Ah, the master wants to recite the scriptures...... Then I won't bother......" Wu Jinpeng smiled apologetically, turned around and walked out of the room.

After Wu Jinpeng left, Jingxu hurriedly waved his sleeves together to expel all the alcohol that filled the room, and after doing all this, a layer of fine sweat appeared on Jingxu's forehead, and Jingxu exhaled softly: "What's wrong with you? Why did your mood become so unstable? I wanted to ...... just now Drink...... Amitabha...... Sin, what a sin!" Jingxu pronounced the Buddha's name, immediately clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and began to chant the scriptures.

......

In the next few days.

Wu Jinpeng went to Jingxu almost every day, and every time, Wu Jinpeng was full of alcohol, occasionally holding a chicken leg in his hand or carrying a pot of wine......

In the first few days, Jingxu was very disgusted by Wu Jinpeng's drunken appearance, but as the number of contacts increased, Jingxu was not so repulsive to Wu Jinpeng's drunken appearance, and every time Wu Jinpeng was not paying attention, Jingxu would involuntarily twitch his nose and breathe the alcohol emitted in the air......

This afternoon, Wu Jinpeng came to Jingxu to chat as usual, and when he came, he still carried half a jar of wine in his hand, and after chatting for a while, Wu Jinpeng said goodbye and left, I don't know if Wu Jinpeng forgot, and when he left, he didn't take the half jar of wine away.

The most peculiar thing is that Jingxu even pretended not to see it, and did not remind Wu Jinpeng who was leaving.

"Bang dang!" Wu Jinpeng closed the door, hummed a little song he composed, and left slowly.

Jingxu looked at the wine jar on the table, his eyes were a little struggling, at this moment Jingxu had two thoughts in his heart that were constantly fighting, one of the thoughts was to let Jingxu drink, and the other thought was to stop Jingxu from drinking.

"Take a sip, the wine tastes so good!"

"You can't drink, Jingxu, you are the abbot of the Buddha Sect, how can you break the vows and drink!"

"Just take a sip, it's okay!"

"You can't drink a drop, people in Buddhism can't drink alcohol!"

"Drink, it's okay, no one will know. ”

"I don't want anyone to know unless I do...... There are no impermeable walls in this world!"

......

The two thoughts kept arguing in Jingxu's heart, and the quarrel was so loud that Jingxu was about to collapse.