Qin Yi was almost choked to death by this sentence.

He wanted to let Kyoze paint the portrait because he could only feel some soul in the portrait of the woman, but it felt very empty, just a little bit of a dark sense. He could not tell whether it was "soul-catching" or "soul-protecting", or just that he devoted himself to painting? This is a completely opposite concept.

Liusu didn't say anything, Qin Yi didn't know what it was thinking, and he didn't want to count on Liusu in everything, and he planned to make some judgments on his own.

So I asked Jingze to draw himself, and then I could feel it very clear.

As a result, this guy doesn't make any money.

Qin Yi's eyes turned around and saw some peach blossom petals falling from Jingze's body. He secretly bounced his fingers.

The petals quietly turned into a pink veil, draped over Jingze.

Jingze bounced up like an electric shock, throwing off the veil, both angry and funny: "You are a really good person, why are you still so childish?"

Qin Yi smiled and said, "With his way of giving back to him, what is childishness?"

Jingze sat back again: "If I put on women's clothing, I can't draw you, so what's the use?"

"So do you only know how to draw women?" Qin Yi asked with interest: "Or only want to draw women?"

Kyoze said: "What painters paint is the beauty of the world. Only beautiful things are worth pouring into the soul and leaving a mark. What kind of beauty can men draw?"

"You deserve to have not made any progress in painting. It turns out to be a salty and wet!" Qin Yi said contemptuously: "Isn't the beauty of masculinity beautiful?"

Jingze said nothing.

Qin Yi said again: "The flowing water of a small bridge is beautiful, but the river flows eastward is not beautiful?"

Kyoze sighed: "Well, isn't it good to sleep with your masculinity?"

"I'm fucking..." Qin Yi took out the mace.

Jingze hid for a while.

Qin Yi said: "Do you want to taste the beauty of this masculinity?"

Jingze said helplessly: "The guest is an interesting person. The peach blossoms in the mountain temple are the grand scenery of the world. Why not appreciate it? Why bother me, a poor painter, to do something?"

While saying this, his eyes looked at the temple gate, where many women were entering the temple to worship Buddha, Yingying and Yanyan, and hire Tingting.

Qin Yi followed his gaze and thoughtful.

Mountain temple, peach blossoms.

I'm afraid he has something else to say.

"Okay." Qin Yi patted his shoulder: "Wait until I go and appreciate it, I will come to you."

Jing Ze watched Qin Yi enter the temple, and slowly lowered his head to draw his picture of his woman.

An old man passed by and whispered, "The envoy asked you to draw the man just now, using a shocking pen."

Jingze paused his brush and left a large piece of stain on the painting. He did not turn his head and said slowly: "I have not joined the Wanxiang Senluo Sect, who is my envoy?"

"This sect is very kind to you, and you are unwilling to help you with this little busy? This man is not yours!"

Jingze was silent for a long time before whispering: "I have to see what he does first before I can decide."

"Pediatric!" the old man said angrily: "How could a person like you have such a pedantic person from Wandao Immortal Palace!"

"So... Wandao Immortal Palace doesn't accept me. I'm just a poor painter who has not even entered the threshold for practicing."

Qin Yi entered the temple gate and saw a golden Buddha several feet tall facing him. He laughed and stood up with his big belly. The surrounding men and women kowtowed devoutly.

Qin Yi also saw the Buddha bowing and secretly sensed it, but found nothing abnormal.

The Buddhist temple is very big, obviously there is nothing wrong with this main hall. Qin Yi just walked behind people like ordinary tourists and bowed happily.

After passing through the halls inside, countless cigarettes were smoked and the crowd gradually diverted.

Qin Yi saw the woman who had been painting by Jing Ze at a glance, and was walking towards a very side corridor with his maid. Qin Yi followed curiously. After walking for a while, he saw a side hall looming in the corner, hidden among the peach blossoms, almost invisible.

At this moment, another woman happened to come out and left in a hurry. When she passed by Qin Yi, the fragrant wind blew by, she lowered her head shyly, and she looked with peach blossoms on her face.

Qin Yi walked over slowly and looked up at the plaque in the side hall: "Please Children's Hall."

Qin Yi smacked his lips, but in fact he had guessed what the routine was.

But he was a little curious about the specific situation, so he followed in slowly. Unexpectedly, there was no guard. Instead, there was a man who was with his wife, kneeling in front of the Buddha statue and praying with sincerity.

A monk stood beside them and saw them paying homage and said, "There is a female palace inside. I would like to send my son to bless you. Men should not enter."

The couple obviously had no doubts, and the man said, "You little flower, go and pray, I'll wait outside for a while."

The woman followed the monk into the back door. The man stood outside the door and saw the trees full of peach blossoms and the scenery was pleasant. He couldn't help but find a jade silhouette and blew the phoenix and asked for the phoenix.

"..." Qin Yi was so amused and laughed by the song. After thinking about it, he hid at the corner that others could not see and quietly hid.

His invisibility technique is no longer as obvious as when he was a beginner. Now he must look carefully and see a little bit of vague shadows. If he doesn't look carefully, he can't see it at all. As long as he avoids people's eyes and doesn't sway too much, it's not much different from being really invisible.

Qin Yi quietly entered the back door and found that there was a corridor in the back door, and there were several small halls in the corridor, which seemed to be receiving them separately.

He followed the woman who was waiting outside the husband, and flashed into the door, and the door of the hall was closed soon.

The layout of this small hall is very interesting. There is a very kind statue of Guanyin on the front, but there are pink curtains all around it. The ambiguous meaning comes faintly. The sandalwood burning in the air obviously has a slight ecstasy effect.

Just as Qin Yi was about to secretly add some protection to the woman to avoid being affected by the ecstasy, he saw the woman leaning on the monk on his own initiative and smiled charmingly: "Enemy, I really miss me to death."

Qin Yi's eyes almost bulged out.

The monk also hugged the woman with a smile, and his big hands began to touch him irregularly: "If you don't come often, how can you get a child?"

The woman smiled and said, "That devil can't do it himself. She's so careful when she sees people. She has to accompany her every time. She has to wait for him to have time."

The monk smiled even more happily: "Will he come better, help you and me to have fun?"

The house soon began to get eye-catching. Qin Yi took advantage of their passion and quietly opened the crack in the door and crawled out speechlessly.

I thought the monk was deceived and lured, but it seemed that he had already become a rape. What else can I do?

At this moment, a woman's voice suddenly came from the small hall next door: "Master, please respect yourself. The girl has a husband's family..."

Qin Yi's heart moved, which was exactly the voice of a woman painted by Jingze before.

A monk chanting Buddha's name sounded: "Mrs. If a lady has no children for a long time, it will be a seven-part order. At this point, it is nothing more than asking for a child, and this is the Buddha's sending him to a child."

The woman seemed a little hesitant, and after a while, she said firmly: "What's the use of deceiving yourself? I will never let my husband down. If the master wants to use strength, I will..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly let out a muffled groan, as if he was knocked out.

The monk said in a angrily voice: "Forget it, this is protected by the soul of Jingze's portrait and not affected by the ecstasy here. I convinced her that Wangyou scattered, and she would leave her memory and let her go back."

Another man said, "It's Jingze who is making trouble again, and he's just a picture of it. Why did the elders allow him to do so randomly?"

The monk sighed: "The Wanxiang Senluo Sect is protecting him, forget it. In fact, whether it is fascinated is just one of them. So many people who are fooled by us will be the one who really act as a Buddha who sends his children to others. There are not many such chaste people, and it is not necessary to ask her, so there is no need to do anything."

After a pause, he smiled and said, "In fact, if you are not obsessed with it, you will be able to eat the marrow and taste dry firewood. So many senior brothers say that Jingze's nerds are doing useless work, and they also give them a name for Jingyou."

The other man also laughed and said, "Where is this maid? This is a picture that has never been painted. I am reluctant to let go of it now when I am entangled with me. Otherwise, senior brother, let me do this. That woman belongs to you and this maid belongs to me. Anyway, I will disappear my memory together and no one knows it."

"After a woman was caught up in that incident, her body would react. How could she just eliminate her memory? If she was confused and had endless troubles, forget it."

"Then I won't touch this woman. How about we play with this maid together? Anyway, she only knew that she was taking the initiative to ask for a love interest, and she had no face to tell her the lady afterwards."

The monk before was obviously quite moved. The two male voices laughed in a low voice, and then the sound of clothes tearing up came.
Chapter completed!