Chapter 95 Jeweled Temple, Discipline Hall first, Wangchen Master Qian Mansion.
In the bronze mirror, a rather embarrassed face was reflected.
"Grass..."
Qian Shaoyou touched his face and it was already swollen.
The look in his brother's eyes that he wanted to kill him, and the warning, lingered in his mind all night.
But the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
He Qian Shaoyou, dignified Qian Family Second Young Master, Liangzhou Prefecture, when had he ever suffered such grievances?
Isn't she just a woman?
Although it's Demon Suppression Bureau's General of the Guard... and he beheaded the beast...
But after all, she is still a woman?!
And his good big brother, Qian Boyong!
It's just that he doesn't help his brothers, but he teaches himself a lesson in return? What's Demon Suppression Bureau, what's General of the Guard...
Don't let me miss you?
I have to worry about it!
The more he thought about it, the more evil fire burned in his heart.
The initial glimpse of admiration has long been distorted by humiliation and unwillingness into something else.
He punched the table in frustration, causing the teacup to jingle.
No, if you hold this anger in your heart, you will sooner or later get sick.
He straightened his somewhat messy clothes, pushed open the door and walked straight out of the house.
Passing through several streets and alleys, he deliberately avoided the restaurants and taverns where friends and friends usually gathered, and walked westward, walking faster and faster.
Finally, in a remote corner in the west of the city, he stopped in front of an inconspicuous temple.
This temple is a pure place for him.
Qian Family believed in Buddhism because he was influenced by the old lady.
Qian Shaoyou has been naughty since he was a child, and his mother often took him by the ears to listen to scriptures in various temples.
He is said to be able to calm his mind, but he is not a person who can calm his mind.
By chance, I became very familiar with the abbot of this temple.
The fat monk here, whose Buddhist name is Huiyuan, speaks well and can always speak to his heart in a few words.
Therefore, whenever he felt depressed or was angry with his family, he would come here to seek help from this monk.
Qian Shaoyou straightened out his somewhat messy clothes and went up to knock on the door.
Squeak--
The door opened from the inside, and a fat monk with a big belly poked his head out with a smile on his face.
"Oh, Second Young Master, what kind of wind brought you here today?" When Huiyuan saw him, the smile on his face became even thicker, "Come in quickly, please come in quickly."
He welcomed Qian Shaoyou in, saw the redness and swelling on his face with keen eyes, and pretended to be surprised. "Second Young Master, you are..."
Qian Shaoyou waved his hand and said angrily, "Don't mention it, it's bad luck!"
"Yes, yes, don't mention it."
Huiyuan hurriedly closed the door, bent down, and led him into the courtyard, "Looking at your face, you must have encountered something troublesome again. Come and tell this poor monk that there is no knot in this world that cannot be untied by the word fate."
Qian Shaoyou followed Huiyuan and walked inside.
But after walking for a while, he suddenly frowned and felt a little puzzled.
In the past, although this temple was small and there were not many pilgrims, there were always a few monks sweeping the floor and chanting sutras in the courtyard.
Today, not even a single person can be seen.
"Huiyuan, how come your ruined temple is so clean today? You can't even hear the cry of an insect chanting sutras."
Huiyuan Hearing this, he quickly raised a finger to his mouth and lowered his voice.
"Shh--Second Young Master, keep your voice down. A distinguished guest has come to the temple today and is meditating in the Zen room. Don't disturb the noble's purity."
"Dignified guest?"
Qian Shaoyou sneered, with a look of disdain on his face, "How expensive can it be? Could it be that the emperor is here?"
Huiyuan just bowed, smiled mysteriously, and said no more.
Qian Shaoyou is too lazy to ask.
The two of them walked in tandem and entered the Zen room where Huiyuan usually received guests.
The furnishings in the room are simple, including a low table, two futons, and an old Buddha statue.
"Second Young Master, sit down."
Huiyuan poured him a cup of rough tea with a smile, "Look at you, the anger on your face is almost setting the poor monk's temple on fire."
Qian Shaogu sat down on the futon, drank the teacup in one gulp, and slammed the cup onto the table.
"Don't mention it! It's not just for a woman!"
"Oh? Second Young Master, among people like dragons and phoenixes, there are times when they are trapped by love?"
"Love?"
Qian Shaoyou sneered, "It's nothing! That bitch, you can't get enough of her! My good brother, he beat me for her sake!"
The more he talked, the angrier he became, and he poured out all the grievances he had felt in the mansion.
"... I tell you, sooner or later I will make that woman named Jiang kneel in front of me and beg me!"
Jiang Yuechu?
Huiyuan felt a little thump in his heart.
What a damn coincidence.
Why have one or two of them recently gotten involved with this woman?
Not only did the leader of the Discipline Hall come for her, but the second generation ancestor who was ignorant and unskilled in front of him was also obsessed with her?
Is this woman the reincarnation of a vixen?
He was puzzled in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it at all on his face, and quickly put on an expression of sudden realization.
"It turns out to be Jiang General of the Guard..."
Huiyuan twirled his non-existent Buddha beads, shook his head and said, "The poor monk has also heard that this woman has a stunning appearance and has the ability to reach the sky. She is like an immortal in the sky. It is normal for mortals to fall in love with her when they see her."
"Besides, Second Young Master you are so charming and charming, you are like a dragon or a phoenix among men. A person like you deserves this girl..."
Qian Shaoyou was praised so much by Huiyuan, and the evil fire in his heart dissipated a lot.
"Okay, okay."
He waved his hands, stood up, and stretched.
"I'll go to the hut first."
After saying that, he pushed open the door and walked out.
Huiyuan breathed a long sigh of relief and was about to pick up the tea cup to moisten his throat.
A haggard figure, at some point, appeared quietly on the opposite side.
Huiyuan shook his hand and spilled tea all over his body. He didn't even bother to wipe it up. He stood up quickly and bowed respectfully.
"The first... the first seat."
The old monk didn't look at him, but quietly watched Qian Shaoyou's leaving figure.
"Who is this person?"
Huiyuan was so frightened that cold sweat instantly fell from his forehead.
He didn't dare to hide anything and quickly whispered:
"Looking back at the first seat, this person is Qian Family Second Young Master, Qian Shaoyou, a wealthy family in the city. He has a close relationship with this temple..."
"Oh... just now, what did he say?"
Huiyuan didn't dare to hide it, so he had to repeat it in detail.
"... that's it, that money Second Young Master, had some obsession with the Demon Suppression Bureau and Jiang General of the Guard, and was lectured by his brother, and felt depressed, so he came here to complain..."
Huiyuan spoke carefully, but the more he spoke, the more he listened, the brighter his eyes became.
When Huiyuan finished speaking, he slowly walked to the futon and sat down cross-legged.
"Amitabha."
"All things are caused by fate. This son is Karma entangled with the female benefactor, and he also has such incestuous feelings with my Buddhist sect. How can I, the Buddha, be so compassionate that I just sit idly by and ignore him?"
He twirled the beads and said slowly, "Since he has a demonic obstacle in his heart, the poor monk took action to help him resolve this trouble and save him from turning around. This is also considered a Merit."
"Ah?"
Huiyuan was completely confused.
What is your identity as an old man?
Jeweled Temple Discipline Hall is the first, the great power of the Core Formation Realm realm!
Is it worth meddling in the affairs of a dandy?
His mind was confused and he was about to say something.
At this moment, Qian Shaoyou came back from outside cursing.
"Damn it, your shabby hut smells worse than the official toilet..."
As soon as he entered the door, he saw a skinny old monk in the room, sitting cross-legged and making movements.
"This is?"
Huiyuan was excited and hurriedly stepped forward and introduced him respectfully, "Second Young Master, this is the distinguished guest I just mentioned to you."
He took a deep breath, his voice full of awe.
"Jeweled Temple, Discipline Hall first, Wangchen master."