Yiqingyuan.
This is the name of a brothel.
Ouyang Qing, the first name on the flower list of Yiqing Garden is her.
It is said that her greatest skill is that she treats everyone the same, whether you are a monk or a bald man, as long as you are rich, she will treat you as the cutest person in the world.
In her line of work, as long as she has the same ability, that's enough.
What's more, although Ouyang Qing is not stunningly beautiful, she is not ugly at all.
Bai Shengsheng has two beautiful dimples on his face, his hair is like a waterfall, and his eyes are full of tenderness and sweetness. Whenever he is seen by these eyes, he will always feel as if he has become the luckiest man in the world.
Of course, not only people will float up, but even the money in their pockets will float out.
A top star like her will never be short of customers.
There is a guest in Ouyang Qing's room now, but this guest is a little special.
His head was actually bright and shiny.
There are not many bald heads in the world, but not many of them still have scars on their heads and are still chanting Amitabha.
This is a monk.
He was wearing a tattered cassock and tattered straw sandals. A monk with a face, big ears, and a good fortune.
It is ridiculous for a monk to visit a brothel.
Maybe it's just better than a eunuch visiting a brothel.
However, this monk looked very timid and did not dare to look at Ouyang Qing who was lying on the bed. He just closed his eyes and lowered his head.
Ouyang Qing really found it interesting, covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Master, are you a god?"
The monk quickly shook his head: "I'm just a monk, not a god."
Ouyang Qingran said: "The money to stay overnight at my place is not low, and Master, you do nothing every time you come to my place. Aren't you a god who came here specifically to give me money?"
The monk's face was red and he stammered and couldn't speak: "I...I...monk..."
"Or do you really like me?" Ouyang Qing covered her mouth and chuckled, "But on the one hand, I'm not vulgar, and on the other hand, I like to be jealous and won't let other men let me spend the night here, so I wanted to What a stupid idea."
The monk was extremely embarrassed, his face was flushed, and his eyes were fixed on the ground, as if he was trying to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
Seeing the monk's appearance, Ouyang Qing was no longer in the mood for teasing, and just shook her head: "Hey, it's really ridiculous for a monk to visit a brothel. Why did I happen to meet him?"
"Amitabha, female donor, you are wrong." At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a handsome young man in black walked in with a spring breeze-like smile on his face.
"Oh, what's wrong?"
The bustard loves money, and the sister loves beauty. Although this is not a wise saying, it is more or less true. So when Ouyang Qing saw the young man in black, her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.
Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "It is not uncommon for monks to visit brothels. Some Buddhist descendants like to consecrate female Bodhisattvas who have made mistakes."
"Bah, you are such a bad person." Female Bodhisattva Ouyang Qian chuckled, with two blushes on her fair face.
The monk was ashamed and angry, but he did not argue with Yu Liancheng. He just kept saying "Amitabha" and "Amitabha", as if this would relieve him of all worries.
Yu Liancheng said again: "Do you know the difference between eminent monks and the descendants of this kind of Buddha?"
Although she knew that the man in black might say dirty things again, Ouyang Qian couldn't help but ask, "What's the relationship?"
Yu Liancheng said leisurely: "The eminent monk is a monk for one day and rings the bell for one day. But the descendants of this kind of Buddha are monks for one day and ring the bell for one day. Isn't the difference between these two very subtle?"
Before he finished speaking, Ouyang Qian's pretty face turned crimson, but she couldn't help but laugh so hard that she couldn't help but laugh. Her silver bell-like laughter filled the whole room, making people's hearts itch.
The monk was so angry that he was stunned for a long time, and then he sighed and murmured: "I am compassionate, monk, why did I meet this donor? I... I really want to make the monk half dead. Early arrival to bliss.”
"Fortunately, this monk is not the son of Buddha you are talking about. He is a god. Because he came to my place and did nothing." Ouyang Qian smiled tenderly and glanced at Yu Liancheng with a charming look: "This point , you must not imitate him.”
Yu Liancheng said: "I am not a god."
Ouyang Qian stood up slowly, her graceful figure clearly revealed.
She moved lightly, leaned next to Yu Liancheng's ear, bit his ear, and said with a giggle: "There is no benefit to being a god. As long as you let this monk go out, I guarantee that you will feel happier than a god. "
Yu Liancheng also bit his ears and said, "I'm afraid your eldest sister and eighth sister will be angry. Be careful that they punish you, a cat who likes to steal things."
Ouyang Qing naturally knows Yu Liancheng, and is very familiar with her, because she is also a member of the Red Shoes organization, ranking fourth.
Her eyes became hazy and passionate, and a slender jade hand touched Yu Liancheng's chest: "With you, the landlord in Qingyi, protecting me, they can still eat me. Besides, you have already come to Yiqingyuan , could it be because of this weird monk?"
Yu Liancheng grabbed Ouyang Qing's hand and said with a smile: "You guessed it, I came here just for this monk."
Ouyang Qing couldn't help but said, "Who is this monk?"
Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "A monk who can't lie."
Ouyang Qing said: "Honest monk?"
"Yes, it is the honest monk who ranks third among the four great monks. He is known as 'never lie in his life'." Yu Liancheng's eyes gradually turned to the monk who was wiping cold sweat on his side: "But I heard people say that the honest monk doesn't seem to be honest. "
The honest monk argued: "The honest monk is the most honest."
Yu Liancheng said: "If you are really honest, why would you come to the brothel to find Ouyang?"
The honest monk's face turned red again, and he lowered his head like a little daughter-in-law, looking at his tattered straw sandals.
Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "If you answer me a question, I will believe that you are an honest person."
The honest monk said: "Donor, please tell me."
Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "Are you...an invisible person?"
Ouyang Qian couldn't help but said: "How can there be invisible people in this world?"
This was originally a question that was easy to answer, but the honest monk looked frozen for a moment and suddenly closed his mouth without saying a word.
Sometimes, silence is also an answer.
Yu Liancheng said: "You are indeed very honest. I already know that you are invisible."
The honest monk sighed: "Sometimes, being too honest is not a good thing. Sometimes, knowing too much is not a good thing either."
As he spoke, the sleeves of his robe fluttered, and the monk's broad palm pressed against Yu Liancheng's chest.
