I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 266 Life is like a play
When offering incense, the Painted Skin Demon and Miss Li had just finished worshiping, when they heard a voice from the side: "Amitabha!"

The Painted Skin Demon turned his head and saw a benevolent old monk looking at them, clasped his palms together, and saluted: "The poor monk, Master Kongming, has seen two female Bodhisattvas."

Miss Li still had a calm expression on her face, but the painted skin monster reacted faster. What she is best at is playing all kinds of people. Nonsense, we are just ordinary pilgrims."

"Amitabha, the two female benefactors, forgive the abruptness of the poor monk. When I saw the two female benefactors just now, I was shocked to be a heavenly being. The poor monk thought that they were so beautiful, and they must be the manifestation of a Bodhisattva. Don't blame the two benefactors."

The Painted Skin Demon was wearing a miniature listening device, so when they were talking, Liu Jun could hear them clearly.

At that time, Liu Jun exploded, so meow, you are a monk, you have such a sweet mouth, and you can still flirt with girls, does your Buddha know.

"Master, the prize is too high. The two of us just come here to offer incense and pray for the blessing of the Buddha."

The Painted Skin Demon's face turned even redder, she lowered her head, her voice was like a mosquito, if Master Kong Ming hadn't listened carefully, she could hardly have heard it.

Seeing the appearance of the painted skin demon, a trace of greed flashed in Master Kong Ming's eyes, but it was fleeting, and no one noticed it.

"Amitabha, the two benefactors, it's getting late, why don't you let the poor monk guide you, this will also save time, and the two benefactors will not have time to go out when the temple is closed."

The Painted Skin Demon showed joy, the first step of Liu Jun's plan was completed, but she didn't show it, she pretended to think about it, and then gave a salute to Master Kongming: "Master Kongming, please lead the way."

"The benefactor is very polite, please." Master Kongming took the painted skin demon and Miss Li to see this hall and that hall.

Every time he went to a temple, Master Kongming had to introduce which Bodhisattva, which Buddha it was, and so on.

When walking to the main hall, Master Kongming waved with another monk, who nodded and left, all of this was seen by the painted skin demon, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but he didn't say anything, pretending to be nothing I know, I took Miss Li to worship Buddha.

As night fell, there were no other tourists in the temple except the Painted Skin Demon and Miss Li.

Master Kong Ming led the Painted Skin Demon and Miss Li to the gate, as if he wanted to send them out.

As a result, as soon as I got to the gate of the temple, I saw that the gate was closed tightly, and a monk stood beside him, clasping his hands respectfully, "Brother Kongming, the temple is closed."

"Ah? What should I do? The two female benefactors have not left the temple yet, and they are empty. Quickly open the gate of the temple and let the two female benefactors go out."

"Brother, you can't, since the establishment of our temple, it has been a rule that the temple is closed at night, and the gate will never be opened. Brother, don't break the rules." Master Kong Jing tried to persuade him.

"Here, the two female benefactors blame the poor monk. They only care about explaining Buddhism to the two, worshiping the Buddha, and forget the time. What should I do?"

Master Kongming looked bitter, as if he was blaming himself.

"Master, don't blame yourself. We came too late. I don't blame the master. It's just that since the two of us can't go out, I wonder if the master can arrange a place for my sisters to rest."

"Oh, the female benefactor, with a bodhisattva's heart, does not want to blame the poor monk. The poor monk should arrange a residence for the two benefactors. It's just that this temple has always been thrifty. Please don't dislike the two benefactors."

Saying so, Master Kong Ming led the way, and arranged a wing room for Huapi Yao and Miss Li, which was filled with wooden furniture, and the bed was big enough for two people to lie on.

"Two benefactors, it's okay for you to share a room? If not, the poor monk will arrange another room for you."

"Master Lao is here, one room is enough, my sister and I often share the same bed"

Hearing the words of the Painted Skin Demon, Master Kong Ming thought of something, and showed an unknown smile.

"It's so good, it's so good. The poor monk will arrange for his disciples to send them over for the fasting meal in the evening. The two female benefactors are female family members after all, so it's inconvenient to go to the fasting hall to eat."

"Mage with labor"

Master Kongming put his palms together "Amitabha", and walked out of the wing room, only Miss Li and the painted skin demon were left in the wing room.

Just as the Painted Skin Demon was about to speak, Miss Li gently covered her mouth, and as if conjuring, she took out a writing board and wrote a few words on it.

"Someone Overheard Outside"

This painted skin demon is also smart, and immediately knew that the bald thief hadn't gone far, was eavesdropping here, and didn't speak loudly, that was too intentional, and just talked to Miss Li in an ordinary voice.

"Sister, this monastery is really good, and the mage is also kind and friendly. I really want to stay here for a few more days."

Miss Li wrote on the clipboard, "Be careful, these monks have bulging temples and strong internal strength, and they are not good stubbles."

People who practice martial arts and physical fitness have swollen temples, which generally indicates that this person has strong internal energy.Cultivators like Liu Jun and the others can't tell, they have spiritual power, and rely on their own spiritual power to communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.For example, Master Liu Jun, that bad old man Qingfengzi, is usually no different from ordinary people, but it is no problem to slap a cow to death with one slap.There is also the patriarch who taught Liu Jun the Nine Swords, at most he was an old man with a fairy air, but Liu Jun estimated that this old man would not dare to say that he would be able to break the boulder with his palm.

The Painted Skin Demon pretended to have a conversation with Miss Li, and after a while, several young monks brought over vegetarian dishes and meals.

Miss Li took a bite first, then nodded to the painted skin monster, indicating that it was okay to eat, and the painted skin monster began to eat. After all, compared to the resistance of the flesh, there are very few that can compare with the zombies.

After eating for a while, there was a knock on the door, and the painted skin demon got up and opened the door, and saw Master Kongming standing at the door, clasping his hands together: "Amitabha, two female benefactors, please excuse me. All the eminent monks of our temple participated in the Dharma meeting, and the poor monk thought that the two benefactors have the appearance of a fairy and the heart of a Bodhisattva, so I came here to invite them, I wonder what the two benefactors will do?"

The Painted Skin Demon turned her head to look at Miss Li, and Miss Li nodded slightly as usual.

"Master, my sister and I will pack up and go right away. Thank you for the invitation, Master."

"The benefactor is polite, the poor monk is waiting for the two benefactors at the door, and will guide them."

The Painted Skin Demon closed the door, and blinked at Miss Li. Miss Li took out a writing board and wrote on it: "Check the talisman paper given by Liu Jun, don't expose it."

After checking it, there was nothing wrong with it, the Painted Skin Demon went out of the room with Miss Li, and followed Master Kongming to the location of the puja.

Here in the Dharma meeting, there is a Buddha enshrined. There are many monks sitting cross-legged in the outer hall, chanting scriptures and chanting Buddha.

Master Kongming kept walking, leading the Painted Skin Demon and Miss Li into the inner hall.

The sandalwood in the inner hall is dense, and a few lamps flicker in the sandalwood, half-lit, darker than bright, like the phosphorous fire floating in the tomb, sneaky and indistinct.

The environment was nothing like a puja. There were two monks standing around, one with a hooked nose, and the other with a burly figure and muscular body.

Master Kongming next to him began to introduce, "Two benefactors, this is Master Kongcheng, an eminent monk of our temple, and this is Master Kongyuan. The three of us will preside over this puja. Under normal circumstances, the internal puja will not allow Outsiders saw it. It was just because of the carelessness of the poor monk that the two benefactors were trapped in the monastery. Therefore, in order to repay the apology, the poor monk specially asked Kong Yuan and Kongcheng to assist me and hold a puja. By the way, the two benefactors were washed away sin"

"Thank you for your help, mages." After the Painted Skin Demon took Miss Li and saluted respectfully, she found a futon and sat down quietly, closing her eyes.

Several monks looked at each other, and Master Kong Ming took out an incense burner, took a few incense sticks and lit them, and then they all knocked on the wooden fish and chanted sutras and Buddha.

Ten minutes later, Miss Li touched the painted skin demon lightly, and made a posture of crooked neck and closed eyes, and the painted skin demon understood instantly.

Falling to the side, pretending to faint, Miss Li eagerly shook the Painted Skin Demon, and suddenly closed her eyes, also passed out.

(End of this chapter)