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Chapter 137 Giving a child to a Buddhist temple (monthly ticket 2500 plus more updates)

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    Qin Yi almost choked to death at these words.

    He wanted a portrait of Jingze because he could only feel some soul in the portrait of the woman, but this feeling was very empty, just a little bit of a ghostly feeling.  He couldn't decide whether this was "soul seducing" or "soul protecting", or was it just that he put his soul into painting?  This is a completely opposite concept.

    Liusu didn¡¯t say anything. Qin Yi didn¡¯t know what it was thinking, and he didn¡¯t want to rely on Liusu for everything. He also planned to make his own judgment.

    So he asked Jingze to draw himself, and then he could feel it very clearly.

    ¡°As a result, this product doesn¡¯t make even three hundred taels.

    Qin Yi rolled his eyes and saw some peach blossom petals falling on Jingze, and he flicked them secretly.

    The petals quietly turned into a pink gauze, draped around Jingze's body.

    Jingze jumped up as if he was electrocuted, throwing off the gauze. He was angry and funny: "Your Excellency is a truly upright person, why are you still so childish?"

    Qin Yi said with a smile: "Trying someone else's way to treat someone else's way, what is childishness?"

    Jingze sat back again: "If you let me wear women's clothes, I can't draw you, so what's the use?"

    "So you only know how to draw women?" Qin Yi asked with interest, "Or do you only want to draw women?"

    Jingze said: "What the painter paints is the beauty of the world. Only beautiful things are worthy of pouring one's soul into leaving a mark. What beautiful things can a man paint?"

    "You deserve it for your lack of progress in painting, it turns out you are a jerk!" Qin Yi said with disdain: "Isn't the beauty of male masculinity beautiful?"

    Jingze was silent.

    Qin Yi said again: "The small bridge and flowing water are beautiful, but isn't the big river going eastward beautiful?"

    Jingze sighed: "Wouldn't it be nice for you to sleep with your masculine beauty in your arms?"

    "What the hell" Qin Yi took out the mace.

    Jingze hid for a moment.

    Qin Yi said: "Would you like to taste the beauty of this masculine meaning?"

    Jingze said helplessly: "The guest is an interesting person. The peach blossoms in this mountain temple are a grand scene in the world. Why don't you go and appreciate them? Why are you pestering me, a poor painter?"

    When he said this, he looked at the temple gate, where many women were entering the temple to worship the Buddha, including Yingying, Yanyan, and Tingting.

    Qin Yi followed his gaze, thoughtfully.

    Mountain temple, peach blossoms.

    "I'm afraid he has something else to say.

    "Okay." Qin Yi patted his shoulder: "I'll come to see you later when I go to appreciate it."

    Jingze watched Qin Yi enter the temple, then slowly lowered his head to draw his picture of a woman.

    An old man passed by and whispered: "The envoy asked you to draw the man just now with a shocking pen."

    Jing Ze¡¯s brush strokes left a large stain on the painting.  He did not turn his head and said slowly: "I have not joined the Wanxiang Senluo Sect. Who is my envoy?"

    "This sect has treated you with utmost benevolence, yet you are not even willing to do this small favor? This man is not yours!"

    Jingze was silent for a long time, and then whispered: "I want to see what he does before I can make a decision."

    "Pedantic!" the old man said angrily: "How could there be such a pedantic person like you in Wandao Immortal Palace!"

    "So Wandao Immortal Palace doesn't accept me. I'm just a poor painter who hasn't even entered the threshold of cultivation."

    Over there, Qin Yi entered the temple gate and saw a golden Buddha several feet tall. He was laughing and bulging his belly. The surrounding faithful men and women were kowtowing devoutly.

    Qin Yi also bowed to the Buddha and sensed it secretly, but found nothing unusual.

    The Buddhist temple is very big, so obviously there is nothing wrong with the main hall.  Qin Yi was just like an ordinary tourist, walking in behind people and bowing as he pleased.

    After passing through the various halls inside, there were countless cigarettes and the crowds gradually dispersed.

    Qin Yi saw at a glance the woman Jingze had painted before, walking to a side corridor with her maid.  Qin Yi followed him curiously. After walking for a while, he saw a looming side hall in the corner, almost invisible among the peach blossoms.

    At this time, another woman happened to come out of the side hall and left in a hurry.  When passing by Qin Yi, the fragrant breeze blew by, he bowed his head shyly, with a peach blossom look on his face.

    Qin Yi walked over slowly and looked up at the plaque on the side hall: "Qiu Zi Hall."

    Qin Yi smacked his lips, actually already guessing what the trick was.

    I was still a little curious about the specific situation, so I followed slowly in. Surprisingly, there were no guards. Instead, there were men accompanying their wives, kneeling in front of the Buddha statue obediently and praying.

      There was a monk standing nearby. When he saw them finishing their prayers, he said: "There is a female palace inside. Please give me the blessing of the queen. Men are not allowed to enter."

    The couple obviously didn¡¯t have any suspicion, so the man said, ¡°Little flower, go and pray, I¡¯ll wait outside for a while.¡±

    The woman followed the monk into the back door.  The man stood outside the door and saw the peach blossom trees and the pleasant scenery. He couldn't help but take out a jade flute and blew the phoenix and the phoenix.

    "" Qin Yi was dumbfounded by the music. After thinking about it, he hid in a corner where others could not see him and quietly disappeared.

    His invisibility technique is no longer as obvious as the semi-blurred outline when he first learned it. Now you have to look carefully to see a little blurry shadow. You can't tell it at all unless you look closely.  As long as you avoid people's eyes and don't show off too much, it's not much different from being truly invisible.

    Qin Yi quietly entered the back door, only to find that there was a corridor in the back door. There were several small halls in the corridor, which seemed to be for separate receptions.

    He then followed the woman whose husband was waiting outside and walked in. The palace door quickly closed.

    The layout of this small hall is very interesting. There is a very kind Guanyin statue on the front, but it is surrounded by pink curtains. There is a faint sense of ambiguity. The sandalwood burning in the air obviously has a slight aphrodisiac effect.

    Just when Qin Yi was about to secretly protect the woman from being affected by the ecstasy, he saw the woman leaning on the monk on her own initiative, smiling charmingly: "My enemy, you really miss me."

    Qin Yi¡¯s eyes almost bulged out.

    The monk also smiled and hugged the woman, and his big hands began to touch irregularly: "How can you have a child if you don't come here often?"

    The woman smiled and said: "The damn ghost can't do it himself, but he pays close attention to people. He will accompany him every time. You have to wait until he is free."

    The monk smiled even more happily: "Wouldn't it be better if he comes to help you and me?"

    The room soon became agitated. Taking advantage of their passion, Qin Yi silently opened the door and got out.

    I thought the monk was deceiving him, but it seems that he has already become an adulterer, so what else can he do to deal with it?

    At this time, a woman's voice suddenly came from the small hall next door: "Master, please respect yourself, this little girl is from a husband's family"

    Qin Yi's heart moved. It was the voice of the woman that Jingze had painted before.

    A voice of a monk chanting Buddha's name came: "Madam, you are confused. If Madam has been childless for a long time, there are seven ways to go out. So far, it is nothing more than asking for a child. This is the gift of a child from the Buddha."

    The woman seemed to be hesitant, but after a while she said resolutely: "What's the use of deceiving yourself and others? I live up to my husband. If the master wants to use force, I will"

    Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden groan, as if he had been knocked unconscious.

    The monk said in a bitter voice: "Forget it, this one is protected by the portrait of Jingze and is not affected by the ecstasy of this place. Give her Wangyousan to erase this memory of her and let her go back."

    Another man said: "It's Jingze who is causing trouble again, drawing a picture of a fart. Why do the elders allow him to act so randomly?"

    The monk sighed: "The Wanxiang Senluo Sect is protecting him, forget it. In fact, whether he is enchanted or not is only one of them, so many people who are deceived by us and really treat themselves as Buddhas and send their children to deceive others are the majority. This kind of chastity and loyalty  There aren¡¯t many, and she doesn¡¯t have to be there, so there¡¯s no need to worry.¡±

    After a pause, he smiled and said: "Actually, those who are not enchanted, once they hook up, they will be able to eat the marrow and know the taste. So many senior brothers said that the nerds in Jingze are doing useless work, and even gave them the nickname, Jing Youxi."

    Another man also laughed and said: "Where is this maid? She has never had a portrait, and now I can't bear to let it go. How about this, senior brother, that woman belongs to you, and this maid belongs to you."  Anyway, I will erase my memory together when the time comes, and no one will know."

    "After a woman was exposed to that incident, her body reacted on its own. How can it be that the memory is erased? If she gets confused, there will be endless troubles, forget it."

    "Then let's not touch this woman. How about we play with this maid together? Anyway, she only knows that she took the initiative to ask for sex, and she has no face to tell her lady afterwards."

    The previous monk was obviously very moved. Two male voices laughed lowly for a while, and then there was the sound of clothes being torn.

    "Bang!" The door was suddenly kicked open, and when I turned around, there was no one there.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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