Chapter 427: Moonlight Monk (4)
Songguo used his magical powers to lift up a huge carved bed, several desks, large chairs and other furniture, and followed the two little monks to the Zen temple where the guests were entertained.
Songguo is a middle-aged monk who is only seven feet one or two inches tall, skinny, with a slightly dark complexion. He does not look impressive, but he has a pair of protruding eyes that are extremely bright and spirited.
What he practiced was not the Hanyue Temple's orthodox martial arts technique, the "Hanyue Heart Sutra".
It was this "Heart Sutra" that attracted the attention of the evil woman from the Wanhua Sect, causing Hanyue Temple to fall from a relatively normal Buddhist temple to the "land of fireworks" it is today.
Who would have thought that the Buddha power cultivated through the "Han Yue Heart Sutra" could actually have the miraculous effect of cleansing the essence, blood, magic power and soul of others, helping them to extract impurities from them, making the essence, blood, magic power and soul become round, harmonious, clear and pure?
It's a pity that Hanyue Temple has a thousand-year-old heritage.
It’s a pity that so many monks have gone astray.
What a pity this beautiful land with beautiful mountains and clear waters.
Songguo lamented silently, and together with a group of menial monks, they moved these brand new, unused pieces of furniture into the pavilion one by one. According to the instructions of several little maids from the Wanhua Sect, they placed them in the neatly arranged and luxuriously decorated Zen rooms one by one.
That magnificent Zen room... Songguo lamented in his heart, how could this be the residence of a Buddhist disciple?
"Okay, get out of here now. I'm angry just seeing you guys... Don't offend the guests here. Watch out for your skins." A little girl waved the handkerchief in her hand impatiently, as if driving away pigs and dogs, asking Songguo and the others to leave quickly.
The female disciples of Wanhua Sect like monks who have practiced the Hanyue Heart Sutra, are tall and mighty or handsome and romantic, and are careful, considerate and submissive to them.
And this group of weirdos like Songguo... are really infuriating just to look at.
They were completely useless to the Wanhua Sect's female disciples, and they were all ragged and shabby, with a shabby look. They also looked crude, and I felt impatient just looking at them. I couldn't imagine what it would be like if these guys just touched me.
So, get out of here and don't offend the VIPs.
Songguo and his group of menial monks clasped their hands together expressionlessly, chanted the Buddha's name softly, lowered their heads, and left the pavilion with steady steps. Just as they were about to leave on a cloud, Lu Yi suddenly smiled and pointed at them.
"Hey, wait!"
The faces of several monks in charge of reception, several little girls, and several senior sisters from the outer sect of Wanhua Sect who were in charge of this Zen temple all changed at the same time.
An outer sect sister who was wearing a water-green long skirt and looked quite charming twisted her slender waist and approached Lu Yi with a smile: "Sir, have they offended you? Hey, they are just a bunch of useless, unlucky, and hopeless fire-burning monks, they..."
Lu Yu looked at the outer sect sister and interrupted her.
"Nothing else, but I am short of a few servants in my yard to drive me around... Let's keep them all here and let them serve in this yard for the next few days."
The outer sect sister was stunned, and subconsciously said: "We have very considerate and gentle outer sect disciples who obey our orders, Master..."
Lu Yi waved his hand and said carelessly: "Hey, what are you talking about? How can I bear to order these gorgeous girls around? They just need to stand beside me and make me look pleasing to the eye."
A monk came up and said with a smile, "Young Master, what you said makes sense. However, we, the monk brothers, can also help you with some running errands. Why do you need these rough guys to pollute your eyes?"
Lu Yu stroked his chin, looked at the greasy-haired monks, and said slowly, "Sir, I hate it when there are men who are more handsome than me hanging around in front of me! Usually, I have people drag such men out and beat them to death!"
The monk in charge of reception had a greasy smile that froze suddenly, his face turned pale, and he quickly took several steps back.
Lu Yi smiled and pointed at Song Guo and other monks who were expressionless, and said slowly: "It's you. Go, change into clean clothes, and stay in the side buildings for the next few days. Young Master, I will naturally call you when I need you... Go!"
While giving orders, Lu Yi took out a handful of Baoguangjue and threw them into the arms of the outer sect senior sister beside him.
The sister in green skirt smiled so much that her eyes narrowed into a line.
Hanyue Temple is now an extra-large 'brothel', a real 'place of romance'. The attributes of Wanhua Sect's skills are like this, and the ethos of the sect's disciples is like this... Those who have money are the boss!
No one would doubt that Lu Yi would do something strange to a group of poor monks who were dark, skinny, and had less than 200 grams of fat on their bodies.
Or, as long as the money is in place, even if Lu Yi wants to pull out the tendons and skin of these poor monks, refine their souls and torture them, or even use magic methods to turn them into all kinds of puppets, evil spirits and the like... as long as the money is in place, there is nothing wrong with it.
They are just a group of lower-level monks who are not welcome in Hanyue Temple, but due to historical reasons, they stubbornly stay in Hanyue Temple to do hard labor. Does their life or death, their fate, matter?
unimportant!
Therefore, several outer sect sisters and the monk in charge of reception left with a lot of Baoguangjue, smiling and contented.
A large group of smart, cute and lovely little maids from the outer sect stayed behind and served Lu Yi, Ah Hu and his party diligently.
The nineteen menial monks were called to take a bath, change into clean and tidy fine cotton monk robes and a pair of new monk boots, and then they were dressed neatly and returned to Lu Yi's yard.
Songguo and a group of fellow apprentices stood in a row in front of Lu Yi with expressionless faces. They looked at Lu Yi and his group in gorgeous clothes and with an imposing aura, feeling extremely nervous.
This is something that has never happened before.
Just as the outer sect sister said, they are just a group of miserable menial monks, a group of fire-working monks, specializing in doing rough, dirty and tiring work. They are like a group of insects with tenacious vitality, just poor monks struggling to survive in the mud of Hanyue Temple.
What value is there in them?
Lacking someone to drive the troops? Not willing to drive those girls from the Wanhua Sect, so he chose them?
That doesn't make sense.
Songguo was in a heavy mood and was ready to fight to the death.
The thoughts that emerged in his mind were exactly the same as those of the outer sect sisters and several monks who were in charge of reception - perhaps, the young man in front of him was a disciple of the evil sect with a violent heart, and he left behind his fellow disciples just to use the evil sect's methods to do some cruel things ?
This kind of thing doesn't happen often in Hanyue Temple, but it does happen.
Some monks from prominent backgrounds, who the Wanhua Sect had to carefully flatter and serve with great reverence, would occasionally visit the Hanyue Temple. If for some reason they 'accidentally' killed three to five hundred monks of the Hanyue Temple... it would be nothing more than a matter of paying some money.
Those monks who were used as 'pestles' by the Wanhua Sect all met such a fate, let alone these menial monks?
Lu Yi stood on the steps with his hands behind his back, overlooking Songguo and the others for a while, then looked up at the thick evil clouds in the sky that seemed to be real, and the Fallen God Whip that was absorbing and emitting all kinds of desire power in the evil clouds.
With this thing hanging over his head, Lu Yi really didn't dare to act rashly.
After a moment of silence, Lu Yi coughed and asked Song Guo seriously, "You seem to be a little different from the other monks in Hanyue Temple..."
Songguo took a step forward and saluted Lu Yi solemnly with his hands clasped together.
Just as he was about to speak, a little girl beside him started laughing: "Young Master, you don't know, they are the cancer of Hanyue Temple, a group of the most stubborn, rude, ignorant of worldly affairs, stupid and useless monks... Alas, they are just a group of lowly pigs and dogs. Our sect spends some leftovers to feed them casually."
Lu Yi turned his head and glanced at the little girl: "Hey, whose crotch is not tightly closed, showing your sharp mouth? Did I ask you a question? You interrupt me and talk nonsense at will. Is this the rule of your Wanhua Sect?"
A group of little girls from Wanhua Sect changed their expressions at the same time.
They stared at Lu Yi in a daze, then closed their mouths, lowered their heads, and took two steps back with pale faces.
Before, they had seen clearly that Lu Yi had generously given away a large number of Baoguangjue, and they knew that he was a truly wealthy disciple with great generosity, and they were definitely not people that the little girls and maids from the outer sect like them could offend.
The little girl who had just spoken was so scared that she broke out in cold sweats.
The girls in Wanhuamen were all quite frivolous. They interrupted before just to curry favor with Lu Xu. If they could win his favor and make him take a fancy to them, and spend some money to buy them off from Wanhuamen, that would be the best.
Unexpectedly, the flattery hit the horse's leg!
This young man is very different from the wealthy young men who visited Hanyue Temple before!
Songguo raised his head slightly, and looked at the little girl with a surprised look, who had been scolded so much that her face turned black, and said slowly: "Sir, please understand, we are just a group of stupid monks in Hanyue Temple who follow the Buddhist precepts and practice Buddhism wholeheartedly."
"Stupid? Not necessarily!" Lu Yi smiled and shook his head: "Can you recite scriptures?"
Songguo was stunned for a moment, then he fluttered his eyelids and looked at Lu Yi deeply with his huge and bright eyes: "Yes!"
Lu Yi nodded: "My ancestor, I don't know which generation he is, has been dead for some years. A few days ago, I dreamed of him... Tsk, he was covered in blood, his armor was broken, and his death was very tragic. I feel uneasy... Do you know the scriptures for the salvation of elders? If you can, go to the annex building and recite them for me a thousand times."
The group of little girls were going crazy.
Songguo and other 19 other menial monks almost vomited blood.
Are you kidding me? You came to a place like Hanyue Temple to find someone to chant sutras to pray for your ancestors?
Are you being too filial?
Or, has your filial piety changed?
