box of hearts

Chapter 165
It was so disgusting and smelly, but Qingtian stood beside the bed and took a deep breath.Since she stepped into this mountain gate, she will do whatever she is told to do, and she will be lazy for a moment without answering a word. She treats this group of aunts like cows and horses, and what they give her is a few rotten grass in the rice tank every day. They made her orchid hands, which are playing pipa, plucking strings, playing Go, playing Danqing, and handling brushes, alive into a big rice dumpling wrapped in dirty cloth. They asked her to drag this hand and her unhealed body From sunrise to sunrise, they never let her go while working, mocked and abused her everywhere, and now they refused to let go of even the little bit of sleep she had left.They poured feces and urine on her bed to tell her that she is a filthy person and therefore only deserves to sleep in such a filthy bed.

Qingtian thought of Ruyuan, a paradise she had lost filled with muddy gold and rough jade, laughter and love.She was expelled from it, and fell to such a thin bed, six feet long and three feet wide, as hard as coffin boards.The world is so big, this is the only place she can stand, but they don't even want to leave it to her, but in the end, she doesn't hinder them at all!

Qingtian was panting like asthma, and retreated step by step, to the outside of the door, twisting his body against the wall.She always thought that she could calm things down by making concessions every step of the way. Either she overestimated these old thieves, or they underestimated her too much.She is a survivor under the fist of fate, they also want to make her surrender?Since Jinghui doesn't work here, let Duan Qingtian play the role.The daughter trained by Second Sister Duan, besides doing things with men, is best at fighting with women, regardless of whether she has hair or no hair.

But all this has to wait until tomorrow, because Jinghui and Qingtian are too tired right now, this flesh and blood body needs to rest, and tomorrow is another day.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Qing Tian slid down to the ground, resting his head on his arched knees, and passed out.

She leaned against the porch and slept for about two hours, but in her perception, it was just like a nodding nap.What woke Qingtian up again was a hand directly beckoning to the back of her head, followed by another foot kicking heavily on her buttocks, Qingtian leaned to one side, and hurriedly pushed his hands to the ground, his swollen right hand hurt so much She took a breath of air with a "hiss", and then separated her eyes with difficulty.The nuns passed by her one file at a time, kicking or patting her, "Lazy, still sleeping? Get up and do your homework."

Qingtian rubbed his eyes and slowly got up, looked at the back of the last nun, sneered and slapped his clothes twice.The sky in front of the corridor is already cloudy and rainy again. Shuyue Nunnery is the nunnery of the Pure Land Sect[4]. The first class of daily recitations in the morning is the "Shurangama Mantra", and the second class is the "Great Compassion Mantra". The four-character holy name of "Amitabha Buddha" for two hours, plus half a quarter of an hour for Hui Xiangwen, it will take almost half a morning for the whole process.After the class was over, the nuns went to the back hall and whispered to each other, saying that they didn't see Jinghui, guessing that the bastard sneaked into someone's room to catch up on sleep while everyone was away, and the crowd was furious and wanted to arrest her on the spot. Just tidy up!But before he walked into the doorway of the Kuayuan, he smelled a strong stench, and heard a companion shouting in half-baked words: "Can you do it fast? Can you do it fast?"

Bad feelings welled up in everyone's heart, they rushed in quickly, only to see the thin rain soaking the empty steps and soaking the green moss, three or five brothers who came back early stood empty in the rain and surrounded Jinghui , Jinghui carried a pole on her shoulder, and two ebony buckets hung below it, which were dung buckets for watering the vegetable garden.The nuns turned pale with fright, and rushed to their rooms one after another, and rushed out again pinching their noses. Everyone's meditation bed, which was originally covered with a clean gray cloth sheet, was drenched with disgusting excrement.Obviously, Jinghui, who skipped her morning class, didn't find a clean bed to sleep in, but used her sleeping time to dirty everyone's beds.So everyone jumped at Jinghui, eager to tear it into pieces, but they didn't dare to approach her because of the two buckets of excrement dangling back and forth, so they could only yell and curse: "It's none of my business, What are you doing to dirty my house?" "Yeah, I didn't do it, why are you?" "You go to the person who threw your bed, pretend to drag us?" "You stupid Yes, ask the nunnery master to bring out a big stick to carry you!"...

More and more nuns rushed over, Qingtian stood in the circle drawn by the pole on his shoulder, moving his steps from time to time comfortably.Finally, most of the nunnery was crowded around, and she suddenly raised her head and said, "I don't care who did it!!" A beautiful voice resonating in the three-in-one courtyard, scaring all the nuns into silence for a while. .

The rain like a thin thread of cow hair hit Qingtian's face, she changed her usual bodhisattva's lowered eyebrows, and only looked like a vajra glaring, and her aggressive bright eyes swept over everyone, "Listen to me, all of you, From now on, whenever the objects in my house are dirty, broken, or lost, I don’t ask who made them, I just make every one of your houses the same. What do I have to be afraid of? I haven’t experienced anything in this world, what Have you ever seen it? What kind of things are you guys? You have been sitting at the bottom of this well all your life, and you haven’t even been to Yangzhou City a few times. You came to fight against me? I don’t have the same knowledge as you, but I made you look ugly? That’s right. Girl, I was born a whore, so what? The wife of the cabinet minister saw me, and she still had to bow and avoid me. Such a bitch, you just sold your dog's life, and you can't even have a little finger. rise!"

Qingtian saw Kong through the gap between the separated people, and pointed his left index finger at her from a distance, "Did you hear me, old man? I have such precious skin and flesh, I just want someone to grind the mirror[5], It's not your fat and smelly apprentice. The former was Jingguo who climbed onto my bed in the middle of the night, hugging me like a pig and drooling. She's been in this temple for so many years, I'm afraid she's got two or three Good friend, you don’t know what ugly things you’ve done behind closed doors in private, the disciples you’ve trained are really pure-hearted and devoid of desires, and they’re devoted to the Buddha—bah, don’t make the girl disgusting!”

Several nuns changed color, Jing Guo's face was swollen into a piece of pig's liver, Kong Kong's stern long face was expressionless, but the nanmu rosary in his hand was rubbed into flying shadows.Qingtian supported the dung-carrying pole with a ball of gauze blackened by the rain on his right hand, and thrust his left hand into his waist in a dignified way, and his voice became louder and louder: "What else is there to do with a pilgrim?" Those who flirt, those who read pornographic books behind their backs, those who eat chickens, those who steal money and steal rice...don’t think I didn’t see them. In front of me, you’d better put away your benevolent, righteous, polite and wise faces, so as not to Ask me to say something nice again. As for this little ruined temple of yours, if I hadn’t been here, the palace would have given you 50 taels of heavy silver for nothing a month, just because of the black hearts and black guts in your stomachs, Is it worthy to eat white rice and white noodles? Instead of offering up my big Buddha respectfully, you use me as a pig and dog to torture? Auntie, grandma, I’ll take a picture of you here today, as long as you are not afraid of going to Avici Hell, Then just take advantage of the dark moon and the high wind to come in and kill me. If you can’t let go of this kind of compassion, if you can’t let go of these Purdue hands, then be honest with me, you go your way, and I will pass My single-plank bridge, we don’t interfere with the river water, and no one will provoke me. There are people who want to “quarrel with each other” or “do it”——” This is “quarrel” and “fight” in Yangzhou dialect, Qingtian said it with a straight voice and rhythm, squinting his eyes, "Grandma, I will accompany you to the end. I am not afraid of killing and creating karma. If it makes me anxious, I will risk my life to kill you one by one. All the white knives go in and the red knives come out! Kill one without paying, and the two aunts will earn. Hey, hey, don’t stare, do you understand? If you don’t understand, I will ask you for advice later Master Kong, let her give you a lecture on the altar, and explain the scriptures that the girl just said. The girl is a true speaker, a true speaker, a true speaker, a non-deceiver, and a non-extraordinary speaker. If you can Receiving, reading, and reciting this sutra means that the Tathagata, with the wisdom of the Buddha, knows the person and sees the person, and all of them will achieve immeasurable and boundless merit [6]! A-Mi-Tuo-Buddha-"

Qingtian hadn't shaved his head for nearly ten days, and the top of his head was bruised, and the short hair that was wet with raindrops stood upright.She sneered twice and shook her shoulders abruptly.Two buckets of excrement were thrown into the rain together with the shoulder poles, splashing a black, yellow, black and yellow excrement cement soup, causing the nuns, big and small, to scream and leap back a few steps.Only Qingtian himself stood firmly in the filth, and patted the black gauze balls on his left and right, "It's dirtier than me, and I don't even know where my aunt came from!"

She raised her eyebrows high, her eyes full of domineering and pungent eyes were plucked out in all directions, and then she used her arms to push away the crowd like clay sculptures and wood carvings, and strode towards the room with mud spots flying on the soles of her shoes.He walked quickly to the door, but turned his face back half an inch, held up the ball of gauze in his hand and shook it in his ear, "Oh, go down the mountain and find a decent doctor for my aunt, my hand is going to be useless, Keep the kitchen knife with the other hand, and chop off the bald paws of you gang of thieves one by one!"

Amidst the uproar, Qingtian twisted his waist and trembling buttocks, went up the steps, crossed the threshold, and slammed the door behind his back.

(End of this chapter)