Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 9 Donor, please be reserved
The two of them entered the side room, seemingly for the first time in their lives. They looked at each other and felt awkward.

Then sat down dully.

The little girl's face originally showed a touch of sadness, but as she looked at the little monk frequently, she became a little more shy.

Sure enough, Yangou can be found everywhere.

Xu Zisu's eyes flickered and he heard all the sounds outside. In fact, when they went upstairs, he had already noticed someone coming outside the door.

However, it happens to be solved once and for all to save trouble.

Red candles flicker,

As time passed by, his body actually felt a little hot.

With his level of cultivation, he would not feel the slightest sensation whether it was in the twelfth lunar month of winter or the dog days of summer. Now he had just sat in the house for a while, so how could he feel hot?

Glancing over the side room, except for the slightly charming furnishings and atmosphere, there didn't seem to be anything special about it.

Looking at the little girl again, her face was red, and there was a trace of sweat on her forehead.
It seems that he is still trying to endure something.

I secretly thought something was wrong,
Then he closed his eyes, mana flowed throughout his body, and a trace of pink medicinal power was gradually eliminated from the body.

The thing that stepped on the horse turned out to be an aphrodisiac.

When did this happen?

Since he came in, he has not touched a single cup of tea in the house.

So if it is not entered through the mouth, then it is air.

Xu Zisu looked at the red candle suddenly. In addition to the smell of wax oil, it was also accompanied by a strange fragrance.

did not run away,
The problem is with this red candle,

The first time he came, the brothel would not plot against him, or in other words, it would be too late to plot against him.

So, is this standard?
Gan,
Aphrodisiacs are set off in the brothel,

Is there something wrong?

There seems to be nothing wrong with it, but why is it so outrageous!

Xu Zisu shook his head helplessly and blew out the red candle.

It was a good intention,

But I don't want to do something bad.

After just a few breaths, a lightly panting girl sat in his arms.

As the saying goes, a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold!
If he was not a monk, he would have taken advantage of the appointment that was delivered to his door, but no matter what, he was a monk.

"Amitabha,"

"Donor, please be reserved."

Just when he wanted to push the little girl out of his arms, he encountered a strong resistance.

Who would have thought that a little girl would become so powerful after being hit by a trick.

In order to avoid hurting others, he did not dare to use force.

So when we are entangled, we will inevitably encounter some places that we should not touch.
Then there will be a groan.

Every time I hear it, I quickly recite "Amitabha" silently.

When he was anxious, a pair of delicate arms wrapped around his neck, the fragrance was softly exhaled from his mouth, and he was about to kiss her on the face.

The continuous twisting of his body actually made him react.

Just when the red lips were about to touch her cheeks, Xu Zisu's expression suddenly changed, and he struck the little girl's neck with a palm knife.

The little girl fainted immediately, and then by chance, she tilted her head, and her little cherry mouth happened to be close to his mouth.

This···

Amitabha,
Lord Buddha, this shouldn’t be considered a disciple’s violation of the precepts.

It was an unintentional mistake, and I hope the Buddha will forgive me.

Then he picked up the little girl and put her on the bed, letting out a long sigh of relief.

Although he is a monk, he is not a eunuch. He would be lying if he said he didn't feel anything.

However, we monks should be able to withstand loneliness and resist temptation. We should never break the precepts unless it is absolutely necessary.

After calming down his restless heart, he opened the door and walked out.

The whole brothel was very quiet, but the candles were brightly lit.

The hall on the first floor was full of big men sitting, holding knives in their hands and looking solemn.

After Xu Zisu opened the door and came out, countless eyes focused on him.

"Amitabha."

He recited the Buddha's name with a smile.

"The donors gathered together late at night, but something happened?"

"Little monk, let's meet again."

"We said goodbye in the morning, but I never thought that we would see each other again late at night. The donor is destined to be my Buddha." Cheng Long smiled coldly. He had countless blood on his hands in his life, so it was ridiculous to say that he was destined to the Buddha.

"I have something to ask you, I don't know how to explain it."

"Excuse me, the benefactor."

"You killed one person at Hongyun Restaurant today."

"The young monk did indeed save a person this morning to go to the bliss of the Western Heaven."

As soon as he finished speaking, an angry voice came from one side.

"Damn it, you little bald ass really killed the third child."

Then he stood up, walked over with a knife, and put the knife on his neck.

"Let me ask you, who asked you to kill my third brother?"

"Donor, it is my Buddhist wish to eliminate harm for the people, so there is no need for others to teach me."

"Okay, if that's the case, then you can go down and accompany my third brother."

"boom!"

Cheng Hu slashed Xu Zisu's body with his sword, but it was bounced back.

Not only was he unharmed, but he was looking at him with a joking look on his face.

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"Big brother."

Cheng Hu frowned and looked at Cheng Long.

Cheng Long smiled coldly, took the knife, a touch of energy appeared on the knife, and then slashed hard at Xu Zisu.

He is also proficient in martial arts and is not weak at all.

However, he was a hundred times more confident, and his powerful sword strike was as powerful as before, and even the sword was directly bounced away.

His expression changed upon seeing this.

But he didn't show any fear, and instead waved his hand to the side.

"Take him."

The naughty men in the hall instantly swarmed him.

Taking advantage of this gap, Cheng Long pulled away and ran towards the door.

In this world, there are not only many warriors, but also monsters and monks. Their abilities are a thousand or ten thousand times stronger than those of warriors.

He once saw a monk kill dozens of warriors with his bare hands.

And even if this little monk is not a monk, he is still an extremely powerful warrior. At least judging from the move just now, he is no match and will not even be able to fight back.

escape,
It was the only way he could survive.

As for the second child,

In the face of life and death, I can't care so much.

The moment he escaped out the door, a plain voice sounded in his ears.

"Donor, the young monk said that you are destined to be my Buddha."

monk!

Cheng Long smiled bitterly, now he was very sure.

Even if a warrior faces twenty or so thugs, he still has to waste some effort.

And the little monk escaped from him in just a blink of an eye.

With such strength, the monk has no doubt.

His steps stagnated and he stood there, then turned around and saw corpses strewn all over the brothel. The smell of blood made him feel fear he had never experienced before.

He looked at Xu Zisu tremblingly: "Master, I am willing to become a Buddhist."

As long as you can save a life, becoming a monk is not a bad idea.

"I think the donor may have misunderstood."

A flash of doubt flashed in Cheng Long's eyes.

"The benefactor has a predestined relationship with my Buddha, so we should go to the Western Paradise to meet the Buddha."

Hearing this, Cheng Long's expression changed. The young monk wanted to kill him.

He is a desperado, so how can he surrender?

A ferocious look appeared on his face, and he took a few steps forward to make a last-ditch effort.

It's just that it's all in vain.

A flash of Buddha's light flashed by, and the thin figure froze, and suddenly limp on the ground, losing his voice.

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(End of this chapter)