I have to say that Yuan Qing’s idea is very good and she likes it very much!
If you like it, you can stay for a while, and if you don't like it, you can leave. How wonderful!
"By the way, did your senior brother punish you?
After all, in the tens of thousands of years of Buddhism, there has never been a younger generation as talented as you..."
Yuan Qing's big hand fell on Bai Cha's head: "I will take care of this matter. Xiao Bai will stay here for a few days and think about where we are going next."
Knowing that Yuan Qing didn't want her to worry, Bai Cha didn't ask any more questions.
In the evening, Yuanqing took Bai Cha to the dining hall to have dinner. After sending Bai Cha back, he went to the sect's ancestral hall at the back.
Inside, the law enforcement elder and several other senior brothers were there.
Yuan Ming looked at him, with a bit of disappointment in his kind eyes: "Yuan Qing, it's still too late for you to regret it."
Yuan Qing chuckled lightly: "I have made it very clear to my senior brother that I cannot have both my sect and my true love.
The sect raised me and raised me, and Yuan Qing has nothing to repay, but white tea is my life and the only hope in this world. Without flesh and blood, my soul can still survive, but without her, I will die physically and mentally...
…”
Yuan Ming looked at him and sighed helplessly: "That's all, since you have made up your mind, kneel down and accept the punishment."
The law enforcement elder was not as calm as Yuan Ming. He was extremely irritable: "Why don't you give me more advice?"
Yuan Ming shook his head: "He has made up his mind, no matter how much he tries to persuade him, he will do the same."
The law enforcement elder walked up to Yuan Qing angrily: "Junior brother, you are really a demon!
There is nothing in this world that one cannot survive without the other!
We were all very sad when Master passed away, but we all also lived well. Who did you see who died for Master?
Junior brother, you were born as a Buddhist, you should know better!
Why, why are you confused!"
Yuan Qing took off his cassock and placed it on the tray held by his junior brother next to him, and then knelt down in the middle of the ancestral hall:
"Brother, there are many kinds of love in this world. The love of relatives and friends is tolerance and understanding. I have love for her.
As for Buddhist disciples, there are never any born Buddha disciples in this world.
I'm human too.
A human being will have seven emotions and six desires, love, hate, anger and ignorance.
It's Yuan Qing's fault that he failed to live up to his training and let all the senior brothers down, so please take action, senior brother."
The law enforcement elder was impatient. He looked at Yuan Qing who was kneeling on the ground, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot: "I, I don't expect you to become a Buddha, I just hope that you can be safe, you, you stupid boy
, tell me, did she seduce you?"
After saying that, the law enforcement elder squatted next to Yuan Qing and whispered: "If you just break the precepts, a slight punishment will be enough. The brothers all love you. Everyone turns a blind eye to this matter.
It’s over, don’t be a fool.”
We are all monks, so this kind of whispering is no different from loud communication, we can all hear it clearly, but no one stopped the law enforcement elder.
Yuan Qing is the youngest among their group of old guys.
When he first came, he was younger than their disciples.
Everyone treated Yuan Qing with love and protection as if they were raising a son.
Yuan Qing is wise and transparent, and will never let anyone down.
But now he wants to betray his master for a woman.
Everyone can't accept it in their hearts, but they also understand what Yuan Qing's temperament is.
If Yuanfa could persuade people to stop, they would naturally turn a blind eye.
Yuan Qing raised his head, with a smile in his eyes: "I know that my senior brothers love me, but I have made up my mind, and there is no need for me to be merciful.
And the whole thing has nothing to do with her.
She doesn't understand love. It was me who fell in love with her at first sight and used her beauty to seduce her. It's my fault alone."
Yuan Qing is awake.
He understood Bai Cha's character thoroughly.
Bai Cha is a bit arrogant, but she has a clear distinction between love and hate. But when it comes to love, she is like a child. You say she understands, and she does, but she doesn't understand. At best, she only likes herself.
But it doesn't matter, he has a lifetime, and as long as his cultivation level is high enough, they will have countless time to get along with each other.
It doesn't matter even if she doesn't love herself all her life, as long as she can always be by her side and like herself, that's enough.
The law enforcement elder looked at Yuan Qing's stubborn look and sighed helplessly: "Since you have made up your mind, don't blame senior brother for being ruthless."
Yuan Qing nodded: "I understand, the fault lies with Yuan Qing and has nothing to do with you fellow seniors."
As soon as he finished speaking, the barbed whip fell suddenly.
Yuan Qing's beautiful back tensed instantly, and wherever the whip passed, the skin was torn and bloody.
The Vine Thunder Whip is specially designed for Buddhist practitioners who break the precepts and leave the sect.
No matter what realm they are in, monks are as fragile and small in front of it as a mortal body.
Every time the whip falls, there will be pain like cutting out the bones and digging out the heart.
It is difficult to enter Buddhism, and it is even harder to leave after breaking the precepts.
Only a handful of people can withstand a hundred thunder vine whips.
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Bai Cha sat down in the corridor and patted the little snowmen. They were all Yuanqing, some crossed their legs and chanted sutras, some held swords, and some held umbrellas and hugged flowers, but Bai Cha turned the bunch of red plums into his own body.
It looks much more pleasing to the eye this way!
After the last little figure was carved, Bai Cha placed it in the same row.
The smile on his face faded away little by little.
Yuan Ming seems to love Yuan Qing, so he shouldn't punish him too harshly...right?
Just as he was thinking about it, Bai Cha heard footsteps coming from next door.
Bai Cha put away the pile of small snow sculptures, dodged and quickly arrived at Yuan Qing's courtyard.
Yuan Qing looked no different from usual except that his face was a little pale.
But she still smelled blood and herbs from Yuan Qing's body: "You are injured."
"It's okay, it's not a serious injury. Why are you still up so late?" Yuan Qing raised his hand to tidy up Bai Cha's messed up hair.
He would pull the wound on his back if he moved at will.
Even the best panacea cannot cure the place where the vine thunder whip has struck, and the pain will not dissipate within a hundred days.
But in order not to worry Bai Cha, he didn't show any abnormality.
Bai Cha looked at Yuan Qing's white lips and knew that he must be injured: "Go back to the house first, and then we'll talk about it later."
Fortunately, the snow stopped in the evening and someone swept the snow from the yard.
After entering the room, as soon as Yuan Qing sat down, Bai Cha reached out to untie his clothes without hesitation.
Normally Yuan Qing would have been able to stop him, but now he was no match for Bai Cha and could only watch as Bai Cha took off his clothes.
The headmaster had already treated the wound on Yuan Qing's back, but it was a vine thunder whip and no medicine could cure it.
Bai Cha stared blankly at the large wounds on Yuan Qing's back.
"Okay, it just looks scary, it doesn't hurt that much. Don't forget, I'm a monk in the transformation stage."
Yuan Qing took Bai Cha's hand and comforted her gently.