"Slap! Slap!"

As Jing Zhe watched the two little figures perish, he was filled with emotion when he heard a knock on the door.

Who is it?

As he spoke, he got out of bed to open the door.

"Master Han, it's me!"

The fat Taoist priest's voice came from outside the door.

Jing Zhe opened the door and saw a chubby Taoist priest with a ruddy complexion standing outside, rubbing his hands together. Upon seeing him, the priest grinned slyly and said, "Master Han, I've come to give you a big gift!"

"..."

I was just hesitating about whether to teach you a lesson, and then you came to give me a gift. It's really putting me in a difficult position!

But still curious, he asked, "What kind of big gift?"

The fat Taoist priest grinned lewdly, moved aside, and beckoned to Jing Zhe, "Master Han, come with me!"

The back courtyard of the Taoist temple was divided in two by a blue brick wall, one large and one small. The smaller side had four rooms in a row, with Jing Zhe and Han Han each occupying one, with Jing Zhe in the middle and Han Han on the right.

Hearing the commotion, Hanhan also came out and followed the fat Taoist to the door of the side room to the left of Jing Zhe.

The fat Taoist priest pushed open the door and made an "invitation" gesture to Jing Zhe.

Full of questions, Jing Zhe walked in and found that the layout of the room was almost the same as his own. Sandalwood incense was burning on the table, and a faint, indescribable fragrance wafted through the room.

Looking further down at the bed, he was surprised to find a woman lying there wearing a light pink gauze dress. Because there was a thin curtain hanging outside the bed, he couldn't see her face clearly.

"Master Han, you must be exhausted from your travels in the martial world for many days. Therefore, I have specially brought you a woman to relieve your fatigue!"

The young Taoist priest beside him chimed in, "Master Han, this woman is still a virgin! Our master originally intended to enjoy her alone, but upon seeing you, Master, he voluntarily gave her up!"

The fat Taoist priest waved his hand modestly: "It's nothing, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning at all!"

Jing Zhe was not moved at all; instead, he became angry.

"Although I have been away from the sect for many years, I do not remember anyone in the sect who would do such a thing as forcing and molesting women!"

Raising an eyebrow at the fat Taoist priest, he said coldly, "How is this any different from the Demonic Sect? If word gets out, you will ruin the reputation of the four major sects. Are you really a member of my Qingyun Sect?"

Hearing this, the fat Taoist priest was not afraid.

Jing Zhe's reaction seemed to be within his expectations, and he sneered inwardly: You may call yourself a master, but you're still a novice. You've never experienced the pleasures of sex, so it's natural that you can refuse so easily.

"Master Han, you are mistaken. How could it be forced molestation?"

The fat Taoist priest remained calm and said, "Master Han, why don't you come and take a look with me!"

After leaving the house and crossing the moon gate in the middle of the courtyard wall, the group arrived at the other side of the courtyard.

...

At this moment, the moon rises above the branches, its silvery light blanketing the ground.

The lamplight flickered in the rows of rooms.

No incense was seen being burned, yet the air was filled with its fragrance.

If the faint fragrance I smelled in the room earlier had calmed my mind, the scent that lingered now was much stronger, and after smelling it, I even felt my body getting warm.

Before even getting close to the room, a fragrant breeze wafted by, and upon hearing the sounds coming from the air, Jing Zhe felt a burning flame in his lower abdomen.

The fat Taoist priest glanced sideways at his flushed cheeks and chuckled inwardly.

He then led the way, saying, "Master Han, come and see!"

Looking through the half-open paper windows of the side rooms, the scenes in each room were generally similar: two scantily clad young Taoist priests and a young woman, or even more, multiple people in one room.

The scene inside was so erotic that Jing Zhe blushed deeply.

The fat Taoist priest stepped forward at the opportune moment: "Master Han, do you still think I was forcing them?"

Jing Zhe is not blind.

Seeing that Jing Zhe did not answer, the fat Taoist priest laughed again: "These women have all come for matters of the bedchamber. I am letting them stay overnight, which is actually helping them."

Reminded by him, Jing Zhe also thought of the bright look in the eyes of the woman kneeling in the main hall when she heard that she was staying overnight. Perhaps it was true, as the fat Taoist said, that they had desires in their hearts and came here to seek pleasure, but were too embarrassed to say so, so they could only use praying to the gods and Buddhas as an excuse to come here for pleasure.

Their poor husbands are completely unaware that they're being cheated on.

"All things are the Great Way, and this is just one of them."

The fat Taoist priest stroked his whisk and concluded.

Seeing his affected and pretentious manner, Jing Zhe was very annoyed.

Damn it, does he really think he's a Taoist priest?

"All things are the ultimate truth? I think you're just a sewer cleaner!"

"Alright, let's go back!"

The noise in the courtyard grew louder and louder, so I had to say goodbye and leave first.

The fat Taoist priest followed Jing Zhe to the door of the other room. "Master Han left the door and entered the world of martial arts to seek the scriptures and ask questions. But don't forget, isn't the pleasure between men and women also the great way?"

"..."

I'm going to find your sister's devil!

I'm fed up with this old bastard; he managed to steer that kind of thing onto the main path.

"Thank you for your kindness."

Jing Zhe entered the house, quickly closed the door, and kept the fat Taoist priest and the others out.

Hanhan scratched his head. Actually, he wanted to say a few words to Jing Zhe, but it seemed like he had nothing to say—he was still a novice himself, what could he say?

"Fellow Daoist," the fat Daoist chuckled, patting the broad, honest shoulder, "how about I arrange something for you, fellow Daoist?"

"I don't need it!"

The simpleton waved his hands repeatedly, as if begging for mercy.

The fat Taoist priest shook his head, thinking to himself, "He's all that big for nothing, he's just a show-off, all looks and no substance!"

"etc!"

Just as I was about to turn and leave, Hanhan called me back.

"What, fellow Daoist, have you changed your mind?"

"No... get me a wooden tub, I want to take a bath!"

"Didn't you just wash it?"

The young Taoist priest beside him asked in confusion.

"I just took a warm shower, this time I'm going to take a cold shower!"

"..."

...

Jing Zhe returned to his room, sat down in a chair, and first poured himself a glass of cold tea to calm himself down.

Even after drinking the herbal tea, I still felt a bit hot and bothered. Everywhere I looked, I couldn't avoid seeing the young woman shrouded in purple curtains.

Walking over and taking a look through the curtain isn't too much to ask, is it?

Through the curtain, one could see that the woman had a slender figure and a beautiful face, but as for the details, they were not clearly visible because of the thin veil in front of them.

Lifting the curtains and taking a peek from afar isn't too much to ask, is it?

So Jing Zhe lifted the curtains and hung them on both sides of the bed. When he looked again, he found that the woman on the bed had turned over at some point and her head was tilted to the side.

Well... since she's asleep anyway, it shouldn't be too much to just go over and take a look, right?

Besides, the fat Taoist priest said he'd give it to me, so I'm being quite reserved right now!

Thinking this, Jing Zhe leaned closer...

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