"I can wait."
Joyful Bodhisattva.
Ye Qing: "..." Girl, why are you so persistent?
What little do you like about me? Can't I change it?
"Are you unwilling to be with me and participate in the Great Path of Ultimate Bliss?" Seeing that Ye Qing was silent, the Bodhisattva of Joy spoke up.
"She misunderstood, I just..."
Ye Qing struggled and hesitated for a moment, and then said helplessly: "Since the layman has said this, well, I won't hide it anymore. I have shown my cards. I really don't want to be with the layman."
Before everyone's angry gazes could burn Ye Qing to ashes, Ye Qing's voice sounded again: "Because, I don't like women."
In an instant, everything fell silent, and everyone who was already furious suddenly widened their eyes.
Yipou and the old man squirted out the water they had just drank from their mouths with a "pop" sound. The spray was all over their faces, but the two of them seemed unaware.
Seeing everyone's stunned expressions, Ye Qing felt relieved immediately, and they all forced me to use more tricks, right? I can’t scare you to death!
The Bodhisattva of Joy did not speak, but looked at Ye Qing, looking at Ye Qing quietly with a pair of ethereal and innocent eyes.
Originally, being looked at by a beautiful woman was a very enjoyable thing.
But Ye Qing felt hairy all over his body, as if all the excuses and disguises were hidden in those ethereal and innocent eyes.
"Pfft..."
Just when Ye Qing felt restless, the Bodhisattva of Joy suddenly smiled, like a hundred flowers blooming, and the sky and the earth were colorless.
Following this smile, Ye Qing's mind suddenly stirred up, but he suppressed it immediately.
"You are indeed a wonderful man. If the donor changes his mind or likes a woman one day, he can come to me. I welcome you at any time." Happy Bodhisattva said with a smile.
After saying that, Huanxi Bodhisattva nodded to the old man and the poor man beside him, turned around and left.
Ye Qing touched his nose. It was obvious that the other party had seen through his trick. In other words, the other party was pretending to be stupid and playing tricks on him from beginning to end.
Come to think of it, the head of the Tangtang Huanxi Chanyuan, a giant who looms large in Beiyou, is really a stupid guy who can't even make excuses.
Although Ye Qing was a little depressed after being tricked by the other party, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the other party leave. It was great not to be regarded as a thorn in everyone's side.
Just when the Bodhisattva of Joy turned to leave, Ye Qing's eyebrows jumped and his expression changed slightly: "Be careful..."
Before he finished speaking, several figures suddenly emerged from the crowd and rushed towards the Bodhisattva of Joy. The Bodhisattva of Joy seemed to have sensed the change in his elbow and armpit. He reached out and brushed it, and suddenly fairy music curled up and white lotus fell down.
There are white lotuses blooming, and in each lotus there is a Bodhisattva.
There are countless Bodhisattvas, standing, sitting, or lying down, wearing ordinary clothes, white gauze, or colorful clothes, holding flowers, holding a thousand hands, showing compassion, or showing joy...the postures are different, but none of them are the same. Exceptions are all the appearance of the Bodhisattva of Joy.
There is a Buddhist saying: Bodhisattva's incarnations are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River, innumerable.
White lotus blossoms, Bodhisattva comes to save the world.
White lotuses fell down, and the Bodhisattva of Honor came to the world. As soon as the nine people who rushed towards the Bodhisattva of Joy touched the Lotus Bodhisattva, they exploded silently, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere.
For a moment, white lotus and flesh and blood, white and scarlet, intertwined to form a beautiful picture.
The man is dead, but the Bodhisattva Joy frowns;
Ye Qing also frowned.
Because even though people die, the crisis is not resolved.
At this moment, the flesh and blood floating in the air suddenly turned into nine blood-colored chains. Mysterious and evil spells flashed on the chains. Drops of blood dripped from the chains, but as soon as they fell, they disappeared. A wave of The strong smell of blood filled the air.
The next moment, nine blood-colored chains wrapped around the Bodhisattva Joy from different directions.
The Bodhisattva of Joy also seemed to be aware of the danger. A look of solemnity appeared on his calm face. He clasped his hands together. On the white lotus, the Bodhisattva flew up, and the surrounding heaven and earth instantly transformed into a Buddhist kingdom.
But the nine blood-colored chains seemed to regard the Buddha's kingdom as if it were nothing. They intertwined and shuttled, breaking through the Buddha's kingdom, passing through the Bodhisattva, and wrapping around the body of the Joyous Bodhisattva.
As soon as the nine chains fell on the Bodhisattva of Joy, one end tightly bound the Bodhisattva of Joy, while the other end was spread out in nine directions and penetrated into the ground, like a big formation.
The Bodhisattva of Joy in the center of the formation has dull eyes and cannot move.
The Buddha's kingdom, the Bodhisattva, and the white lotus all disappeared into smoke.
"Huh? God Locking Curse, be careful..."
Seeing the blood-colored chains wrapped around the Bodhisattva of Joy, Yipo's face changed slightly and he grabbed the arm of the old man next to him.
Ye Qingzheng didn't know why, but suddenly he felt something in his heart and took a step to the side.
At the same time, a chain emerged from the ground next to him and wrapped around him like a spiritual snake.
Ye Qing frowned and flicked his fingers on the chain that was wrapped around him. With a soft snap, the whole chain shattered into pieces and turned into blood.
Where Yipou and the old man were, there was also a chain coming out of the ground and wrapping around the two of them.
I saw the old man calmly knocking the chain on the chain with a cigarette pot, causing the chain to shatter silently.
Not just where he is, but elsewhere as well.
Countless blood-red chains emerged from the ground, like vines, weaving freely through the crowd.
Some people were pierced through the intestines and stomachs by chains, some were tied up with chains, and some were strangled by chains... Anyone touched by the blood-colored chains would have their flesh, flesh, and essence devoured and absorbed in an instant, turning into a mummy.
In just the blink of an eye, dozens of people were sucked into mummies by the chains, leaving only a few people struggling to hold on.
Most of the remaining people are not weak.
But even so, it won't be long before they follow in the footsteps of others.
After devouring the flesh and blood of those people, the chains became more and more vivid, and the spells became more mysterious and unpredictable. Within the area covered by the nine chains, mysterious and strange blood-colored formations appeared on the ground. In the center of the formations, , is the Bodhisattva of Joy.
"Brother, what is this?"
Ye Qing casually broke several blood-colored chains and looked at Yipou. As the number of people became fewer and fewer, more and more blood-colored chains attacked them.
"It's the God-locking curse. Someone wants to kill Huanxi Bodhisattva."
Yipou hid behind the old man and replied: "Let's leave here first, otherwise, these chains will not stop."
"It's too late, someone is coming." The old man took a puff of cigarette, opened his mouth and blew, and the smoke turned into flying birds. The flying birds hit the magic chains in the air, and all the chains broke.
But the broken chain turned into blood and became a soul-locking curse chain again.
As soon as the old man finished speaking, three people came out of the darkness, and the God-locking Curse Chain, as if it was spiritual, did not attack the three people, but avoided them.
Three people, two men and one woman.
Two men, one of whom is about forty years old, carry five long swords on their backs, with a sharp sword aura and a terrifying aura.
The other man was a monk with a ferocious appearance and a tall build. He was shirtless and had tattoos of naked women on his body.
The remaining woman is about thirty years old. She is dressed like the Bodhisattva of Joy. She has black hair like a waterfall, but she has a charming and graceful appearance. Her gaze is full of amorous feelings, which captures the soul.
"Are they Arhat and Dharma Protector?!"
"Arhat, protector, please save us!"
Seeing the monk and the woman, those who were still struggling to support themselves in the Huanxi Zen Temple rushed towards the two of them as if they had seen a savior.
But just when they were about to approach the two of them, they saw the monk let out a ferocious laugh and pressed down with his palm. All the disciples in Huanxi Chanyuan froze, and their heads exploded.
