"You're bullying me because you think I can't tell the difference!?"
Master San Nong was displeased on the spot.
As the founding Imperial Preceptor of Great Qin, he'd traveled among the various kingdoms from a young age to spread the Dharma and experience the different shapes and temperatures of their cultures. He could tell at a glance whether the real thing was any good.
"Master really is a master!"
After checking, Mu Xiu and the others discovered that the place really was padding itself out to cheat its customers.
"Master, who would dare bully you?"
A woman hurried over with a flattering smile. "We may be padded, but we never cheat our customers. Don't let their young looks fool you—some of them have plenty of experience!"
"Amitabha!"
Master San Nong thought of children going hungry while adults had nothing to enjoy, and was instantly overcome with boredom. He slipped into the manner of an enlightened sage and said, "Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form. This monk has left the mortal world. I don't understand what this female benefactor is talking about."
"Master, I don't believe your eyes are empty!"
A group of young ladies pressed him relentlessly, then pleaded pitifully, "Master, you're compassionate. Can't you use the Buddha's teachings to save us poor souls?"
"Amitabha!"
Master San Nong's eyelids twitched. With righteous conviction, he said, "Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form. When this monk has time, he enjoys enjoying himself. And today, this monk happens to have time. I shall use the essence I've accumulated over half a lifetime to ferry you female benefactors out of the sea of suffering!"
"Well, damn!"
Mu Xiu and the others couldn't help exclaiming inwardly. That bald monk really knew how to seize an opening.
"Brother Lin, let's go!"
Qin Feng saw