Asked About The World Of Mortals

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

Qin Yi almost choked to death at these words.

He wanted Jingze's portrait because he could only feel some soul in the woman's portrait, 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.

Liu Su didn't speak. Qin Yi didn't know what it was thinking, and he didn't want to rely on Liu Su for everything. He also planned to make his own judgment.

So he asked Jingze to draw himself, so that he could feel it very clearly.

As a result, this product didn't even make a profit of 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: "Repaying others with their own methods, what is childishness?"

Jingze sat back again: "If you let me wear women's clothes, I won'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!" Qin Yi said contemptuously: "Isn't the masculine beauty of men beautiful?"

Jingze was silent.

Qin Yi added: "Small bridges and flowing water are beautiful, but aren't the big rivers 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 ducked 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 the 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 Pinpin Tingting.

Qin Yi followed his gaze, thoughtfully.

Mountain temple, peach blossoms.

I'm afraid he had something else in mind.

"Okay." Qin Yi patted him on the 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 said in a low voice: "The envoy asked you to draw the man just now with a shocking pen."

Jingze's brush paused, leaving a large stain on the painting. He did not turn his head and said slowly: "I have not joined the Myriad Manifestations Forest Net Sect. Who is my envoy?"

"This sect has treated you with utmost benevolence, yet you are not even willing to do this little 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 someone as pedantic as you in Myriad Dao Immortal Palace!"

"So... Myriad Dao 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 smiling and bulging his belly, and the surrounding faithful men and women were kowtowing devoutly.

Qin Yi also saw the Buddha bowing 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 in joy.

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

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

Another woman happened to come out of the side hall at this time 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 worship, he said: "There is a female palace inside. Please give me the blessing of the Queen Mother. Men are not allowed to enter."

The couple obviously didn't have any doubts, 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: "How can you have a child if you don't come here often?"

The woman smiled and said: "That damn ghost can't do it on his own, 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?"

Qin Yi silently opened the door and got out.

I thought the monk was deceiving her, but it seemed like they had already hooked up, so what's there to worry about?

At this moment, 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.

The 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 Buddha sending a child."

The woman seemed to be hesitant, but after a while she said resolutely: "What's the use of deceiving yourself? I live up to my husband. If 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 fascination here. 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: "Myriad Manifestations Forest Net Sect is protecting him, forget it. In fact, whether he is enchanted or not is only one of them, so many people who have been deceived by us and really treat themselves as Buddhas and send their children to deceive others are the majority. This kind of loyalty There are only a few, so it’s not necessary for her to do it, so there’s no need to worry about it.”

After a pause, he smiled and said: "Actually, those who are not obsessed with love are only once hooked up. So many senior brothers said that Jingze nerds are doing useless work, and even gave him the nickname, Jing Youxi."

The other man also laughed and said: "Where is this maid? She has never been painted, 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 me, anyway, when the time comes The memory was wiped out together, and no one knew about it."

"Then if this woman doesn't touch her, what about this maid? She doesn't have the guts to tell her lady afterwards anyway."

The previous monk was obviously very moved, and the two male voices laughed lowly.

"Bang!" The door was suddenly kicked open, and when I turned around, there was no one there.

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