Ever since she entered Mengjue Temple at the end of the snow, Yue Weiyang had been unclean. She drank strong alcohol, ate meat and fish, and killed animals at every turn. She felt it was too hot for three-nine days, so she took off her clothes and sat in front of the Bodhisattva's confession.
Ignoring Yue Weiyang's cold eyes, she stretched out her jade-like arms to hug each other's shoulders and said: "From now on, we will be fair-weather friends, drinking together, and... Um..."
"It's so boring to have fair-weather friends. Why don't we go to the church and get married? It just so happens that the Bodhisattva is here."
The disheveled Xue Suilan fell off the incense table. She never expected that Yue Weiyang would have such a request. Yue Weiyang despised her the most, just because she had fought in the world of mortals for eighteen lives, and her natural charm had deceived many kings and generals. She had already become the scourge of beauty that the world talked about.
She was afraid: "Don't, I am destined to be a demon concubine who will bring disaster to the country. I am afraid that the purity of the temple will be polluted."
Yue Weiyang rolled her eyes: "You did it on purpose, didn't you just apologize? Who wouldn't dare?"
At first, because she couldn't bear Yue Weiyang's arrogance and prejudice, she deliberately took off her clothes to provoke and seduce her, just to make her feel bad. Who knew that Yue Weiyang not only didn't feel bad about her, she even made up her mind.
"I, I, I regretted it. It's not fun." Seeing that he was already cornered.
"What, you can't afford to have fun anymore? Who was so frivolous and frivolous in front of me in the first place?"
Therefore, every snowy day, the Saoyu Pavilion next to the Buddhist temple will always turn into a charming warm pavilion, and the sweet laughter like a clear spring will often come out.
The medicine collectors who didn't know why didn't dare to come near. Some said that the wish made in that Buddhist temple was very effective, while others said, don't go there, that Buddhist temple was... Unclean.
Intention: Reincarnation of cause and effect, unsatisfactory retribution