Zongwu: Madam, please respect yourself

Wu Gong opened his eyes.

A white light curtain appeared in front of his eyes for no reason.

Yawning, Wu Gong sat up and stretched.

Today is the seventh day since he came to this nunnery. During this time, he has been recuperating in the wing.

The host did not take Wu Gong to see Hu Qingniu, as she and Huang Rong said, nor did he teach him any martial arts skills.

In fact, there was not even too much communication. After returning to the temple, he went into retreat.

For so many days, he had never seen anyone else except the little nun who delivered medicine and food to him every day.

And those little nuns just put the medicine at the door and left.

It was as if he had become a prisoner, imprisoned in this room.

However, fortunately, during the day yesterday, he secretly mingled with the pilgrims and wandered around the nunnery in a wide circle.

Even if the nuns discovered him, they did not stop him.

However, someone was sent to warn him at night, and there would be no problem wherever he wanted to go during the day.

But I have to stay in the yard at night and can't go anywhere.

Wu Gong did not express much dissatisfaction with this.

After all, it is now normal to eat and drink from others and follow their rules.

In addition, yesterday was the last day of the countdown to refresh the Eye of Bliss.

Wu Gong did not use the designated refresh quota because he wanted to know what other weird abilities this golden finger could bring out.

Of course, it would be nice if it could be normal.

Rubbing his eyes, he began to carefully watch the white screen in front of him.

[Because you have not completed the permanent retention task, the Eye of Bliss will be refreshed, and the probability of refreshing it again is less than 0.00001%]

[This month’s golden finger has been refreshed: Emotional Tree Hole]

[The best way to vent feelings is to talk, and the meaning of tree holes is to collect and listen.

The tree hole owner will be the best listener. As long as anyone of the opposite sex hears your voice, they can't help but want to share their sorrows with you and become a confidant.

But the tree hole is not free. If the person who confides does not provide the price himself, then the tree hole will be forced to build a one-way spiritual channel after the person finishes talking.

For Shudong, secrets are the greatest reward.

Once the one-way psychic channel is built, it will forcibly increase the favorability of the confider towards the owner of the tree hole by one point per second, up to a maximum of 90. 】

[Refresh time countdown: 31:23:55:30]

[The permanent retention task of the emotional tree hole has been added. If it is not completed, the emotional tree hole and the attached one-way spiritual channel will disappear after the refresh is completed, and there is a high probability that it will never be refreshed again. 】

[Emotional Tree Cave permanently retains the task - take part in the Song Dynasty Township Examination and obtain merit. 】

[It has been detected that the Da Song Township Examination will start in 15 days. Please hurry up and review carefully. 】

[You have a designated refresh opportunity. Do you want to use it? 】

"no!"

Wu Gong subconsciously said the word "No", but did not notice at all that outside the door, the little nun who delivered the meal had just arrived.

The little nun froze in place.

She was silent for a moment, picked up the meal on the floor, and walked to the door of the room.

When Wu Gong was thinking about how to use the tree hole, he found that the door behind him opened unexpectedly.

A little nun was standing timidly at the door, holding a tray with breakfast and medicine in her hand.

Wu Gong scratched his head.

This is the first time that food has been delivered to my door. Before, I just left the food at the door and walked away.

"Uh... do you want to come in and sit down?"

The little nun blushed slightly and nodded, walked into the room, put the tray on the table, and sat down at the table.

This little nun is said to be a little nun, but in fact she is already seventeen or eighteen years old.

She is many years older than Wu Gong is now. She has delicate features and every move she makes makes her look like a lady.

But I don't know if it's because of the shaved head. There is no beauty at all, but a weird ugliness.

"My name is Su Ming..."

The little nun kept rubbing the corners of her clothes, as if hesitating whether to continue talking.

Wu Gong's heart moved, and he quickly comforted him: "It's okay, just say what you want to say, and I will help you keep the secret."

The little nun raised her head, her eyes already full of tears, and said, "I don't want to be a clothes picker?"

"The pick-up man?"

Wu Gong was a little confused. This was the first time he heard this word.

The little nun continued: "I am not from Jiangnan, and most of the aunts in the temple are not from Jiangnan either.

We escaped from Bianjing and turned out to be the piano boy from Tianxiang Pavilion in Bianjing.

Since the Mengnan came from Bianjing, we fled all the way to Wuxi and became nuns in Ciyun Nunnery.

I originally thought that it would be a good choice to enshrine the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha to the Buddha for the rest of my life.

But I didn't expect that even if I escaped here, I still couldn't escape the fate of being driven by others!

Every midnight, the children of those big families would ride in carriages from the back mountain to enter the temple."

Wu Gong raised his eyebrows.

No wonder he is not allowed to wander around in the middle of the night.

He thought that the mountain was full of nuns, and men and women did not have any contact with each other.

I didn't expect that there was such a story here.

On the surface, Ciyun Temple is a nunnery.

In fact, it is a gold-selling cave that hides filth and evil.

And this friend of Huang Rong, the most famous host in Wuxi City, is actually the famous Li Shishi in Bianjing.

"Su Ming, Su Ming!"

A woman's voice came from outside the door: "Su Ming, are you in there?"

The little nun stood up in panic. She took the dishes and chopsticks that Wu Gong had left from last night and ran outside.

Like a frightened little rabbit.

But soon there was a woman's stern scolding voice.

Because of the distance, Wu Gong could not hear clearly.

But that's okay.

After the little nun Suming fully confided, she did not pay the corresponding price.

Therefore, the spiritual channel will be forcibly built.

Soon, a strange feeling appeared in Wu Gong's heart, and blurry images appeared in front of his eyes.

Even across a yard.

In front of Wu Gong stood a nun with a kind face but a particularly fierce tone.

She looks to be in her early thirties, with fine wrinkles on her temples. She looks like she takes good care of herself daily.

However, even though she was dressed as a nun and wore a blue-gray monk's robe, she still couldn't hide the various charms inadvertently revealed in her eyes.

Wu Gong reached out and touched it, but didn't touch anything. This feeling was very strange, as if he was wearing VR glasses and was immersed in the scene.

Wu Gong has seen this woman.

She is the supervisor of this Ciyun Temple.

Last night, she was the one who came to warn Wu Gong not to run around at night.

The little nun lowered her head and did not dare to speak. Her heart was full of panic and fear.

And this emotion also spread to Wu Gong's heart through the spiritual channel.

Wu Gong shook his head.

But the disconnected spiritual channel eliminated this weird emotion from his mind.

This temple is obviously much more complicated than I imagined.

However, this has nothing to do with myself.

Wu Gong is not such a nosy person.

He sat back at the table again.

While eating the vegetarian meal that was sent back, he drank the soup in one gulp.

Wu Gong began to think about the task of permanently retaining this ability-to participate in the Song Dynasty Provincial Examination.

The rural examination is one of the imperial examinations in ancient China.

In the Tang and Song Dynasties, it was called "Xiang Gong" and "Jie Shi".

Examinations for locals are hosted by various states and governments, and are usually held in August, so it is also called "Autumn Wei".

In order to be able to select outstanding talents and regain the power of the Song Dynasty.

The provincial examination, which was originally only held every two to three years or every year in Enke, is now held every year.

The purpose is just to obtain more talents.

Wu Gong did not have much objection to participating in the so-called provincial examination.

As someone who has gone through three years of college entrance examination and question-based tactics, he is curious about what this so-called life-changing exam is like?

However, Wu Gong doesn't even have a real identity.

It's a pure black account.

In addition, Wu Gong didn't know how to write with a brush at all.

I don’t know how to write in Song style with a brush, not to mention that most of them are traditional Chinese characters.

He will read it and recognize it and there will be no problem.

But if you want him to familiarize himself with the "Four Books", "Five Classics", Cewen, and Eight-Part Essay in twenty days, he must also learn to write in Song style, and he must write beautifully. Unless he is a genius, but obviously He is not.

This also means that if Wu Gong wants to rely on conventional means to preserve this ability, there is absolutely no way to preserve it.

Therefore, Wu Gong just thought for a moment and gave up the idea of ​​embarrassing himself.

Thinking.

There was actually movement on the little nun's side.

Wu Gong frowned slightly.

The picture appeared before my eyes again.

The only emotion that spread this time was despair.

The little nun still followed the prisoner.

But the clothes on his body have completely changed.

The green robes of monks turned into silk and satin.

There is also a purple purse hanging around his waist, and he is holding a tray, a jade wine flask, and exquisite dishes in his hand.

Wu Gong loosened his nose, and through the spiritual channel he had built, he could clearly smell the alluring aroma.

For a moment, some were actually hungry.

These days, he eats vegetarian food, which is fine for a day or two. He is indeed pure and very refreshing.

But as time went by, the food became a little boring.

In addition to the feeling of filling up the stomach, it tastes the same as chewing gum and is very painful to eat.

Time spent thinking.

The little nun and the supervisor have entered the deepest part of the temple.

Through the long tunnel.

Entered a magnificent underground palace.

As soon as I walked in, an imaginative sound began to ripple in the air.

Wu Gong used the little nun's perspective to see countless men and women entangled with each other in the hall.

It looked like white maggots entangled together.

If there are any notable features.

Just light blue heads - they are all nuns in the temple.

The little nun followed the prisoner and continued walking inside.

Passing by the hall, we walked deeper into the palace.

The temperature starts to get colder and the air starts to get dull.

Wu Gong understood that their current location should be underground, or in the heart of the mountain.

Think of this nunnery built on the hillside.

It was not difficult for Wu Gong to guess that this palace should be built in the middle of the mountain behind the temple.

Jian Si opened the door.

The room was already full of people.

Most of them are men in fine clothes, they are all very young, and they are very drunk as they change cups.

But even though they were drunk, they still couldn't cover up the aura of the superior.

Looking around, the person sitting in the main seat was not a man, but a woman.

Her skin is like snow, her laughter is like a bell, her long black hair moves automatically without wind, and the lavender gauze generously covers her body, but is still visible at a glance.

Unfortunately, the little nun did not dare to raise her head, so Wu Gong could not see the woman's face.

The woman saw the little nun and the temple supervisor walking in one after another.

He immediately smiled and said: "Oh, the food is here!"

Wu Gong recognized this person.

It was on that day that he went to pick up his woman, Huang Rong's good friend and a famous prostitute in Bianjing - Li Shishi.