Sansheng Tea Huaxi Chapter

Chapter 1518 Killing the Master and Exterminating the Buddha [2]

"Everyone line up, the brothers will pray for everyone one by one, please don't crowd!" The little monk's voice was almost hoarse.

But the crowd still squeezed forward as if they had taken medicine.

"It's Master Wujiang! You can't miss it, and you must let him pray for blessings. I will definitely be able to go to high school this year!"

"I can't fall behind either. I heard that Master Wujiang is the Buddha in the future. I'm blessed to keep my family safe and sound!"

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Listening to the voice beside her ear, Shenyue Qianhe frowned tightly, Wujiang?

It's really a narrow road for enemies!
As soon as the crowd crowded, Shenyue Qianhe was suddenly pushed to the front. A young monk stuffed three sticks of incense into her hand and said, "Go up."

Holding the incense, Shenyue Qianhe went up the stairs, and really saw Wujiang in a white cassock sitting on the futon, and behind him were several outstanding disciples of Fanyin Temple.

The pilgrim in front went up to pay respects with a stick of incense in his hand, Wujiang raised his head and said a few words to him peacefully, the man thanked him with gratitude and then went down.

Looking at it like that, he really looked like an eminent monk. The noise and crowds below didn't seem to affect him at all.

The snow-white cassock, together with the faint light of Buddha on his body, under those clear and clear eyes, seems to hide the wisdom to see all the secrets of heaven.

With good looks, if he returns to vulgarity, he will set his sights on a handsome and suave son, but it is a pity that he will become a monk.

Still a nasty monk!

Shenyue Qianhe walked up holding the incense, knelt down on the futon carelessly, and asked with a charming smile: "Master, my little girl has always admired you and longed to spend a good night with you. Can the master pray for me so that my wish will come true as soon as possible?" Woolen cloth?"

The few monks behind Wujiang raised their heads and glared at her!

What a self-respecting woman, in a pure place of Buddhism, she dared to speak filthy words and blaspheme Buddhism!
Just about to ask someone to take her down, Wu Jiang raised his head, the faint smile on his face remained unchanged, clean and dust-free.

"Almsgiver, the Buddha said that form is emptiness, and emptiness is form. Everything does not have to be obtained to be perfect. When the heart is quiet, there will be no desire or desire."

"I'm not a monk or nun, why should I have no desires?" Shenyue Qianhe said disdainfully.

Wujiang smiled: "There are eight hardships in life, one of which is not being able to ask for it. Why should the benefactor insist?"

"I don't know the eight sufferings in life. I only know that there is one bliss in life, which is the intercourse of yin and yang, male|happy|female|love, little monk, have you ever tasted the taste of male|happy|female|love?"

Wujiang was slightly taken aback, but he still said flatly: "The poor monk only knows that it will be hard to force, and I hope the benefactor will let it go as soon as possible."

"Hey, boring monk." Shenyue Qianhe pouted, threw three sticks of incense casually, stood up and left.

What does it mean to see this monk?Those boring people have to line up to come up, it's really sick!

She might as well sneak into the back mountain of Fanyin Temple and go have a look!
Taking advantage of the hustle and bustle ahead of today, many young monks ran out to see that the elder brother in their hearts was praying for the people, and Shenyue Qianhe sneaked in much more smoothly.

In several halls, Buddhas are enshrined, and she is not interested in seeing those.

She just wanted to take a look at the Sutra Pavilion. It was said that it was guarded by Master Du'er. The old man Du'er even admired Shen Yuezi, so she didn't dare to provoke him easily.

But she also knew that Master Du'e had already gone to the Mingjing Terrace to practice in seclusion, and he was definitely not in the Sutra Pavilion, so she went boldly.

(End of this chapter)