"What?!" I was a little shocked when I heard the news. This was something I didn't know before, and it was indeed unexpected.

Unexpectedly, today's beauty appraisers have developed into a complete organization, and are no longer a single individual that relied on family incense to pass on.

In other words, Jitai real people are indeed unique in this world. They are passed down from generation to generation, and their sons inherit their father's business, which continues to this day. But the beauty appraisers are not necessarily the same. They are well-organized and walk in all walks of life and every corner.

, you don’t know who they are, what their identity is, let alone what their intentions are.

"What's the purpose of doing this? It's not just to satisfy your collective desires."

Master Jitai's face became a little ugly, and he glared at me, "Don't think that I am so bad. I said that we are just pursuing beauty, not for selfish desires, and we have not done anything inferior to animals.

"

"Really?" I sneered, "Are you resurrecting beauties just for appreciation? Let's take a look?"

Master Jitai stood up and sneered: "If it's just for a look, then we might as well make them into specimens and soak them in formalin. Wouldn't it be a good idea once and for all?"

"Then what else do you have to say."

"You!" Zhenren Jitai was furious, "Forget it, I can't explain it to you. I still say what I said, people who are different will not work together!"

"I can understand even if you don't tell me. Think about the many beauties in this altar village. Those beauties who were resurrected by you, after satisfying your beastly desires, should have been given to the villagers as gifts by you to reproduce the offspring.

, and in turn provide for your enjoyment.”

"you--"

"In India, some girls were selected by temples to become saints at a very young age. The seemingly holy and innocent title of saint actually hides a special deal that dehumanizes them. They claimed that they were handed over to the temple.

, in fact, they have to spend the wedding night with monks, and their status is comparable to that of slaves. Monks use their priesthood to hide their dirty selfishness under the doctrine, and use the will of gods to humiliate women wantonly. They also tell them that this is a kind of senselessness.

The glory of God, to be able to speak such high-sounding words is really jaw-dropping.”

Indian saints originate from an ancient tradition in India. After girls from poor families reach adolescence, they are forced to sell themselves into monasteries and become slaves of senior Hindu monks and Brahmin elders, so they are called "holy girls". These low-status women

At the age of 10, rural girls had to give up the traditional marriage model, devote their whole life happiness to the local gods, perform religious ceremonies and pray for the villagers in the village. Marry in the temple during ceremonies and celebrations, and then marry the monks

Spend the wedding night together.

Saints generally live with their families and serve the monastery until they grow old. Then, like the fate of European brothel madams, the elderly saints begin to retreat behind the scenes to advise the next generation of saints.

According to the ancient Arab traveler's "Records of China and India", there are similar holy prostitutes in India, called "Brahma's Prostitutes": if a woman makes a wish in advance, then when she gives birth to a beautiful baby

After a girl is born, she will take her daughter to Brahma, the great god of Hinduism, and dedicate her to Brahma. After that, the mother will find a house for her in the market, hang up colorful curtains, and let her sit.

On the chair, waiting for guests. Whether it is Indians or foreigners - if the teachings of their religions allow this behavior - they can play with it as long as they pay a reward.

She, this woman, relied on this kind of business to make a living, and sent the money she saved each time to the abbot of the temple to support the temple.

In India, "saint" is not a decent title. Although people respect and fear them and kowtow to the ground, everyone knows exactly what role those high-ranking girls play. The so-called "Indian saint" is both

She is not a queen, nor a female star; on the contrary, she is a poor child with the most miserable fate. As long as the family has the conditions, who is willing to send his own daughter out to be humiliated? This statement sounds awkward, but in the final analysis, it is still an ancient cultural tradition in India

As a result.

Indian customs are about lust over life. In order to have a good meal, various "saints" embarked on the road to the temple, dedicated their youth to false gods, and threw their bodies into the greedy arms of the monks. "

It seems that the "saints" do not wear holy robes and live in their own homes in daily life. Only when the temple needs them, they will report unconditionally. "Saints" come and go as soon as they are called. If their beauty is still there, they must be

The sweet pastry of the monks, once they grow old and lose their beauty, they will become bagasse with their juice drained out. The temple declares: Your mission is completed, retire from the ranks of "saints". Leave it to this "old saint"

"The only thing left is broken lamps and ruined temples, and a miserable life for the rest of their lives. They often become the amateur consultants of the new generation of "saints".

"What do you mean by this?" Master Jitai asked.

"For you, those resurrected women are 'saints'. They are played and manipulated by you. When you get tired of them, they will have no value, and you will abandon them at this time."

"Absurd! We saved them and gave them a second life. We gave them a second life as reborn parents. Shouldn't they be grateful? Even if they are promised with their bodies, that's normal!"

"Look, I feel relieved when I see your face, because I no longer feel guilty. When the people here ask me why I want to break the image of Jitai Zhenren in their hearts, I will tell you

They, the god they believe in, is actually a pervert who poisons all living beings. How filthy he is, how ignorant the world is!"

"You!" Master Jitai bared his teeth and cracked his eyes, completely angry.

But then he sneered and said, "Do you think you can do it on your own?"

"Hahaha, you guys are just rotten fish and shrimps, I am enough!"

"Okay, let's see if you still dare to talk nonsense then!"

"Hahaha, call all your soldiers and generals here, so that I can deal with them one by one!"

"You are so arrogant. You are so arrogant. You underestimate Master Jitai's methods!"

"Besides bullying women, what else can you do?"

"Hahaha, my skills are more than enough to deal with you!"

After saying that, he clapped his hands, and two figures suddenly appeared from behind the bamboo curtain. One of them was wearing a bamboo hat and the clothes that farmers wore when working in the fields. They were obviously villagers in this village. Of course.

, this is just an identity of his. Behind the scenes, he and Master Jitai are in the same boat.

"Master, have you ever heard about a green-haired dog with ivory growing out of its mouth?" The man dressed as a farmer said slowly to Master Jitai.

Next to him was a gentle-looking young man, wearing a white shirt. After hearing this, he laughed and said: "This young man is not an ordinary person at first glance. As the saying goes, happiness comes from the heart, why should you two give in to each other?"

One step, the pen is short and the eternity is written, the ink is black and the book is bright. Then

After shaking hands and making peace, it was so happy to smile away."

The man dressed as a farmer was the kind of arrogant and unyielding master. He was unhappy when he heard that. He sneered and said, "Yanhe? Why, he was the one who interfered first, let's just stay here."

He lives a happy and carefree life, with countless beauties, and he has no worries or complaints, but he wants to meddle in his own business, so you can’t blame me!"

His dismissive attitude made Master Jitai frown, but Master Jitai was really well-controlled and did not choke with him.

"Ah Meng, stop talking nonsense!"

"Grandma, I can't bear it!" The man named Ah Meng couldn't listen to the advice anymore. He pointed at me and cursed, "Did you become an idiot when you were a child and choked in a urinal..."

I felt very funny after hearing this nonsense. I looked up at him and said, "Ignorant boy, you are so arrogant even when you are about to die!"

Both Master Jitai and the man in the white shirt noticed the meaningfulness of my gaze.

Ah Meng felt uncomfortable when I looked at him, his back was like a ray of light, and he was deformed when he walked.

Ah Meng couldn't help but screamed. "What are you looking at? There are flowers growing on my face? You can't pick them even if they grow."

"Master Jitai, why are there just two of them? Are there any other helpers? Don't ask me to find them one by one. I'm very busy."

"Damn it!" the man in the white shirt said with a ferocious expression.

"Agui, you can give it a try." Master Jitai looked at the man in white with burning eyes.

"Okay!" Agui's eyes flashed coldly.

Immediately, Agui muttered words and shouted loudly, and a stream of clear air came out and came towards me. I suddenly accelerated. But the clear air was like a maggot on the tarsus and I couldn't get rid of it.

"Sideways!"

I shouted loudly and stabbed the clear air with the sword finger of my left hand. Unexpectedly, the clear air touched my finger and immediately returned to the sea like water, and was taken in by the prohibition.

"Uh?" Agui was startled and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Let me do it!" At this time, Ah Meng shouted sharply, and before he could finish his words, a black energy shot straight into the sky, flying into the sky in the shape of a big bat, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Boy, I'm sure you'll eat your meat, hahaha." Ah Meng said confidently.

I am as motionless as a stone sculpture.

"Looking for death!" Ah Meng continued to rant.

"Really?" At this time, I quickly took a step back, and the black streak brushed past my body.

Soon after, I swept his legs and knocked Ah Meng to the ground.

"What?" The fat man was so frightened that he squatted on the ground.

Ah Meng's face turned pale for a long time, and he held back a sentence: "I...I lost."

"Really, weren't you still convinced just now?"

"I...I quit!" Ah Meng patted his buttocks and stood up, rubbing his buttocks and said to me: "I really don't know who you are, and I'm offending you. Please forgive me.

crime!."

"If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?"

"Jitai Zhenren." I turned to look at Jitai Zhenren, "How about it? Let's chat."

Master Jitai frowned and said, "What else do you want to say?"
Chapter completed!