binnovel Chapter 81 When we arrived at the scene, only the girl and the Buddha were left
Chapter 81 When we arrived at the scene, only the girl and the Buddha were left
There is a big pit not far from where the flying boat crashed.
Yi Xuanji woke up from the big pit. Regardless of the fallen flowers, plants and trees around him, there were five monks standing in front of him, staring at him with covetous eyes.
Their eyes were filled with the fiery passion that is unique to monks in the Confession Hall.
Yi Xuanji stood up and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, everything has its origin in Lan. Where do you come from, guests?"
Qin Muyue spread her hands, and said with a face full of robbery expression: "You damaged our flying boat, so you have to pay for the flying boat for five people."
Liu Ruyan whispered, "Why does this great master of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect have hair?"
He Zhen and Yan Shiyin couldn't help but look at the top of people's heads a few more times.
Yi Xuanji looked at the five people in front of him, especially Qin Muyue's half-smiley expression, and couldn't help but feel a little helpless. He knew that it might be difficult to get away easily this time.
"My fellow Taoists, I am Yi Xuanji, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect. What happened today was truly an accident, and I hope you can forgive me." Yi Xuanji clasped his hands together with a sincere attitude.
Qin Muyue raised an eyebrow and looked at Yi Xuanji, with a hint of joking in her tone: "Forgive? Master, you fell from the sky and not only destroyed our flying boat, but also almost killed us. This account cannot be settled with just a word of forgiveness."
Yan Shiyin took a step forward and said calmly, "Master Yi, we have no intention of making things difficult for you, but the loss of the flying boat does require an explanation. What are your plans, Master?"
Yi Xuanji sighed, he knew that these five people were not unreasonable people, but the damage to the flying boat did cause them a lot of trouble.
He pondered for a moment and slowly said, "I came to Tianmen Mountain this time to fight the demon cultivators, but I was unexpectedly dragged into this battle. I am willing to bear the loss of the flying boat, but my storage magic tool was damaged by the demon cultivators, and I am currently penniless."
As he spoke, Yi Xuanji took out the jade slip from his bosom and handed it to Qin Muyue: "I will add it to your Jianghu Records right away, and when I return to the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect, I will give you the apology."
Qin Muyue took out the jade slip and added him as a friend, and found out that his forum name was Kong Feikong.
She looked at Yi Xuanji carefully. He was a Buddhist cultivator with a pure and holy aura and clear eyebrows. His long dark blue hair was a plus. His facial features were soft but not without masculine edges. There was cinnabar Sanskrit on his forehead. His eyes were as clear as glass and his eyelashes were thick, outlining his long eyes that were slightly drooping with compassion.
As the breeze blew by, the golden Sanskrit words on the Buddhist monk's red robes shone faintly. His arms, which had been well-trained, tightly clasped the Vajra rings, and his spotless white robes fluttered gently.
Master, I have a bold idea.
[Host, no, you don’t want to]
Qin Muyue's eyes suddenly became full of aggression, scanning up and down.
Yi Xuanji's peaceful expression changed slightly, and his consciousness could almost see that the girl's emotions were about to overflow from her eyes.
Qin Muyue smiled evilly: "Master has made a mistake, we can't make it difficult for you, but I hope you can agree to one condition."
Yu Fengxue's eyes were like a deadly ray as they swept across Qin Muyue.
Yi Xuanji's expression changed slightly: "Oh? What instructions do you have?"
Qin Muyue pointed to Huanong City at the foot of Tianmen Mountain and said, "We can't continue our journey by flying boat today. I just happen to like to slack off. How about Master, carry me to Huanong City to play?"
A hint of profound meaning flashed in Yi Xuanji's long eyes: "I am willing."
"Ayue, if you let a monk carry a woman on his back, there will be so many rumors. This is not polite!" Yu Fengxue reprimanded softly, not being strict at all.
Qin Muyue jumped over and threw herself into Yu Fengxue's arms, her voice soft and her cat eyes sparkling. "Big Brother, listen to my excuse...ah, not explanation."
Yu Fengxue was filled with surprise, his heart was completely overwhelmed, he rubbed the girl's head lovingly.
"What does A Yue want to say?" He leaned over to listen.
Qin Muyue breathed into Yu Fengxue's ear and muttered her little thoughts.
Yu Fengxue's eyes were as white as spring snow, and her face was full of tenderness. She reached out and touched the girl's head. "You."
Yan Shiyin secretly envied Yu Fengxue, he also wanted to be as charming and coquettish as the girl was with him.
He Zhen secretly criticized and suspected that there seemed to be something wrong between Qin Muyue and the senior brother.
Yi Xuanji looked away awkwardly. Their Buddhist sect was a pure and peaceful place and they couldn't bear to see this.
The Buddhist monk carried a bamboo-backed chair specially used for carrying the injured, and immediately completed the etiquette and righteousness.
Qin Muyue performed an illusion spell, so that in the eyes of mortals, she looked like a young and strong man mining.
She strode over, turned around and jumped onto the chair, sitting down with one leg crossed, and urged, "Master, let's get going."
[Xiaoying, turn on the master's favorability, I want to start playing spicy jokes]
[Host, no one is supporting you, so you just play it hard, right? Buddhist disciple Yi Xuanji's favorability rating is 0/100]
[Eh, you are indeed a cold-blooded Buddhist.]
Yu Fengxue: Even the Buddhists tease Ah Yue, so pamper her...pamper her as much as you can.
He Zhen: This girl is really playing big. Aren’t you afraid that the Mahayana Buddhists will help you to be liberated?
Yi Xuanji nodded slightly. Although he was a little embarrassed, as a Buddhist disciple, he would naturally not refuse Qin Muyue's request.
He carefully carried Qin Muyue on his back and walked forward with steady steps.
Qin Muyue sat in the chair, feeling Yi Xuanji's steady steps and the pure fragrance of pine and cinnamon, and couldn't help feeling a little happy in her heart.
She watched the surrounding scenery recede and thought to herself: Although this Buddhist disciple looks young, he has profound cultivation and a kind heart. He is a good target for capture.
The Buddhist carried Qin Muyue on his back and walked to the official road leading into the city. She pretended to be a fake and deliberately asked, "Master, is it heavy?"
Yi Xuanji had a face like a Bodhisattva who pities the suffering. She closed her eyes slightly, shook her head slightly and replied, "No feeling."
"This is how you feel, Master, but in the eyes of others, Master, Master, what do you think it will be?" Qin Muyue laughed and raised his finger to point at the cultivators and mortals around who were looking at him.
Yu Fengxue shook her head helplessly, while Liu Ruyan smiled like an aunt looking at her silly child.
He Zhen always had a sour face because people were staring at her because of her beautiful appearance.
Yan Shiyin began to use his imagination. With a serious face, he analyzed secretly: There must be some deep meaning behind what the young master said.
The mortals on the side were left behind by the Buddha's footsteps and murmured behind his back.
"It's really outrageous that such a strong young man actually needs to be carried by a monk. The legs that are not needed can be donated to Lao Wang's short-legged son." In the eyes of a group of mortals, Qin Muyue is a strong young man.
These words fell into the ears of the two monks, a man and a woman, who had very good hearing. The female monk sneered. "It's just a trick. We clearly saw that the monk was carrying a little girl. I've never seen such a thing before. A monk wants to get married."
"Doesn't this show the depth of our love and loyalty, just like you and I, my wife?" The male cultivator kissed his Taoist partner on the face.
"Master, you see, different people have different opinions, wise people have different opinions, and fools are blinded by one leaf. This is the world." Qin Muyue said jokingly.
Yi Xuanji smiled slightly, "Miss Qin's perspective on Taoism cuts into the lives of ordinary people, which is really wise."
Qin Muyue smiled but said nothing. The Buddhist carried her to the moat and cast a spell to make the river water colorful. "Master, do you think this part of the river has changed color, or the whole river?"
"I don't know the full picture of the river surrounding the city. I need to find out clearly before I can discuss it with you." Yi Xuanji shook her head slightly and said softly.
[Yi Xuanji's favorability is 50/100, and the reward is points of cultivation. Host, Xiaoying will give you a single six.]
Qin Muyue's smile gradually became more wild.
A monk who was fishing by the river interrupted. "This is just a trick. The truth has been covered up. Once the trick is gone, the truth will be revealed. There is no reason for it."
"Daoyou, let's talk about this matter. No, no, no." Qin Muyue jumped down, his aura changed, and the Autumn Water Sword pierced the ground. A figure of an old friend who liked to play music with Buddhist discs vaguely emerged.
The girl sent a crazy hint to Yi Xuanji: Master, please sing a mantra for rebirth
Yi Xuanji felt that he needed to talk it out, but suddenly he didn't want to talk to her anymore. He sighed and said frankly that he still had to play with her.
Yi Xuanji nodded slightly, and he chanted the mantra of rebirth softly, his voice was low, melodious, and gentle.
As the Rebirth Mantra was chanted, the surrounding atmosphere gradually became peaceful and harmonious. The mortals and monks who were originally talking in a lively manner also gradually quieted down, as if they were infected by the solemn mantra.
The gazes that were looking at the rare creatures also disappeared, and they stared at the Buddhist monk and the girl with empty eyes.
As soon as Yu Fengxue and others arrived, they saw the girl's clothes and ribbons flying, and the breeze magic rolled up the girl's clothes, making her look like a fairy flying out of the ground.
Everyone was silent for a moment. The child's posture was very righteous and awe-inspiring. It looked good, but could someone explain why the monk was chanting the mantra for rebirth?