In fact, the people who enter and leave the Qinglou are also graded.

Yes, it's normal fun, and it's over with a shiver. And some, his way of venting is very different from ordinary people, and he uses to stimulate other perceptions to achieve the purpose of ***. That is, the well-known SM, sexual abuse and other methods.

Ordinary people, rarely have this kind of twists and turns, most of them are very direct, twitching, and then comfortable.

In the upper class, the elite will have more curiosity and like to try new things.

Shen Lingwei is dead,

Even Wu Yuan's servants weren't too surprised.

They have seen a lot of such things, and they have also become numb.

Human life is like an ant, and there are thousands of ways to die.

Tang Gong frowned slightly, thinking about how to speak, Shen Lingwei was a third-turn martial artist, it was very difficult to capture, and her personal price was ten times that of an ordinary martial artist. Now that Shen Lingwei is dead, he is thinking about how much silver he should ask Jiang Ming for.

The businessman pursues profits, and as the direct leader of Wu Yuan, of course, he thinks about how to recover Wu Yuan's losses.

"Tang Palace, the dead one is counted on my head, don't rush to make an offer first, I'm not done yet. After Jiang Ming came out of the cabin, his sharp breath was restrained, and the whole person looked very lazy.

Despite this, Jiang Ming's appearance still sent chills down the spine of the remaining female warrior.

After greeting the Tang Palace above, he looked at the only remaining third-turn female martial artist, and asked with a smile: "Master, do you need to fight?"

The female warrior standing in front of Jiang Ming was about the same age as Shen Lingwei, a nun, and because her clothes were too torn, it was difficult for people to recognize her court.

The middle-aged nun clasped her hands together, and let the clouds roll up, still unfazed.

After Jiang Ming finished asking, her face changed.

She didn't scold, nor did she say that she wanted to take his dog's life like Shen Lingwei, but fell into deep thought.

Well, yes, lost in thought.

Shen Lingwei is a lesson from the past, and her combat power is not as good as Shen Lingwei, even if she wants to fight, she will definitely lose. Why bring shame on yourself?

However, if you don't fight, you have to make peace..........

This is against the puritanical precepts of Buddhism.

For a time, the middle-aged nun was in a dilemma.

Jiang Ming was not in a hurry and did not urge her. There are no two flowers in the world that are the same, so everyone is a different individual, and he likes to watch people make choices, because everyone's choices will be different.

At this time, the punishment of the heart is more pleasant than killing, and it is easy to make people feel the hesitation, fear, and apprehension of the person who does the question.

"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell, the poor nun admits defeat. It's just a stinky skin, why bother looking at it so much? The silver spear has been hit in the leg, and the Buddha has left it in his heart, good and good!" The middle-aged nun chanted the Buddha's name, and took the initiative to walk towards Jiang Ming with a firm gaze.

Her steps are not hurried or slow, giving people a sense of being out of the dust outside of things.

"Let's go, donor. She generously took Jiang Ming's hand and looked at him with a smile in her eyes.

Jiang Ming was a little stunned, what he expected was that the nun would definitely choose to die rather than be humiliated. In addition to women's emphasis on chastity, Buddhist disciples value the rules and precepts more than life. They can die, but they can't eat meat, and if they eat meat, they are likely to kill themselves out of shame.

He really didn't expect that the nun on the other side would choose to go into the cabin with him so generously.

However, this feeling made Jiang Ming very uncomfortable, even in such a situation, the nun still looked like she was compassionate and transformed into a world.

He was also hit by a silver spear, and the Buddha stayed in his heart. Such shameless words are uttered, which is exactly the same as the hypocrisy of the monks of Shaolin Temple.

Shameless!

It's the first time I've seen someone say that they're forced to say so high.

Since the master saw through it, Jiang Ming would not have any other opinions, but just followed the nun to the cabin with affection.

"When the Bodhisattva of Freedom walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. The relics are not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know it. ”

...........

"The relics are the emptiness of all laws, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increased nor decreased. Therefore, there is no colorlessness in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts, no minds, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, no sound, no fragrance, no vision, no consciousness, no ignorance, no ignorance, no old age, no old age, no old age. ”

........

While reciting the Heart Sutra, Shitai took the initiative to take off the monk's robe on her body.

Soon, she was stripped naked.

No different from other women, the same three points. The only difference, presumably, is that she doesn't have hair.

She lay down on the bed where Shen Lingwei had left the white liquid, parted her legs generously, and said lightly to Jiang Ming: "Donor, come on." ”

After speaking, he continued to recite the Heart Sutra.

A man is a rebellious animal, and the more active he is, the less interested he becomes. The most important thing is that this middle-aged nun has a high-level demeanor that is detached from things, and does not take the flesh seriously at all.

The subtext of her heart must have been, "My body may be defiled, but my soul will always be pure." ”

Despite this, the word 'donor' and Shi Tai's shiny bald head still aroused Jiang Ming's desire.

.......

Jiang Ming moves quickly.

"Bodhisattva, according to Prajnaparamita, the mind is unhindered. There is no obstacle, no terror, far from upside-down dreams, nirvana. ”

.......

He sped up again.

"The Buddhas of the three worlds, according to Prajnaparamita, attained the three bodhisattvas. Therefore, it is known that Prajnaparamita is a great mantra, a great mantra, a supreme mantra, and an unequal mantra, which can remove all suffering, and it is true. ”

This time, he changed every time to the end.

Shi Tai's face flushed, the heart sutra she chanted stopped, she turned over and pressed Jiang Ming under her, and her mouth made a coquettish pant that made people think about it.

........

Under the double stimulation of visual touch, Jiang Ming quickly handed over the silver gun, lying on Shi Tai's chest and panting slightly.

"The more serious a person is, the more prodigal he is in bed, and there is some truth in this. ”

Mrs. Shi calmly pushed Jiang Ming away, put on her ragged monk's robe, folded her hands, bowed to Jiang Ming, and said, "The happiness of the donor is the happiness of the poor nun, good and good." She regained her dusty and indifferent appearance, and it was impossible to think that she was the one who was so crazy just now.

"Master, you are really great. ”

Jiang Ming admired it from the bottom of his heart.

Regardless of whether the middle-aged nun is pretending, but the realm itself is so high, she can endure a moment of humiliation, and she can be called a not simple character.

Ignoring Jiang Ming's sarcasm, the middle-aged nun pushed the door out, and the light outside the door came in and shone on her, like a circle of golden Buddha light.