Chapter 361 Becoming the Beauty in the Honey Trap
Above the sea of blood, countless castles, evil spirit statues, and reefs were razed to the ground by Jiaying. On top of the ruins, a vast dark prison rose up at some unknown time.
The Ghost King's intention is to push Jiaying into this prison.
The Buddha's light surrounding Jiaying was like a sphere, protecting him firmly inside and making him indestructible.
The Ghost King was unable to break his golden light shield, so he used brute force to push him down from the sky.
Jiaying was pressed from a high altitude onto the roof of the black prison, and that was where he would never come down again. The Ghost King tried every possible way but could not put him in the Yellow Springs Ferry.
Only then did they urgently implement the second plan, using the beauty trap.
Ye Xiaoman and the ghost soldiers were already terrified when they watched the live broadcast of the battle through the water mirror. When they arrived at the scene, they were enveloped by the terrifying fighting spirit and were so scared that their legs went weak.
The messenger urged them on, and the selected beauties had no choice but to go ahead.
Hurricanes blew from the sea, carrying the beauties and sending them to Jiaying's side.
The hurricane is blessed by the Ghost King and has the effect of resisting the Buddha's light, allowing female ghosts to approach Jiaying at close range and prevent them from being converted in a short period of time.
The female ghosts landed beside Jiaying and tried their best to draw out the jade thoughts in his heart.
Unable to break through his defensive formation and touch him, they surrounded his golden shield, clapping and singing playfully, singing and dancing.
The lyrics go: "The Buddhist drum and the fasting bell are heard at noon, and the flower-scattering altar is covered with rain. I repent for my past karma, and even give alms to buy a burial dress."
The dance is graceful, the lyrics are eerie, the line between life and death is thin, tragic and gorgeous, the bones are white and the beauty is red, the beauty is like death that cannot be looked at directly, those who are not careful will be moved, those who are obsessed will lose their lives, she has a fatal charm that is born towards death.
The sea of blood turned into an illusion amid the singing. It was no longer a horrific scene with floating corpses, but a place with fragrant breezes and beautiful scenery. The blood rain turned into petals that fell one after another. A group of beautiful women in gorgeous clothes surrounded the young monk, just like a warm and beautiful peasant girl who happened to meet a monk asking for alms while washing clothes by the river and teased him with laughter.
"Master, what scripture are you reciting?"
"Master, please open your eyes and look at me. Let me see if you are truly empty of the four elements."
Monks with less concentration would definitely feel annoyed and scold them for their frivolity, or cover their faces in embarrassment and run away - as long as they react to their presence, they will have a thought, and once a thought arises, all obstacles will arise, and the golden bell will be shattered.
Unfortunately, the ghost girls faced Jiaying as their opponent.
Jiaying's Buddhist heart is pure, and he has reached the state of emptiness and saintliness. In his mind, there is no difference between men and women, old and ugly, and all living beings in the world. He doesn't even care about his own existence.
His gaze did not linger on any of the beauties. He flicked the Buddhist beads, and the golden statue of Ksitigarbha behind him raised the wish-fulfilling pearl in his hand. The ghost girls surrounding him were injured by their own malice and were bounced away by the golden light shield and fell into the sea of blood.
"The next batch."
The herald stood high on the warship, waving the black flag in his hand again with a sullen face.
Ye Xiaoman's colleagues were cursing in low voices.
"Still going up? So many people have died for this."
"The honey trap has absolutely no effect on the Holy Son."
"The Divine Realm has no shame, of course the saints they elect must be able to withstand all kinds of tests."
"I even suspect that those who spread the rumors about the Master and Jiao Yanxia were deliberately trying to smear the Master's reputation. The Master didn't grow his hair long to return to secular life; it was just a hobby."
"Yeah, can't we just use force to solve it? It's so embarrassing to use the honey trap and get rejected!"
"I'm using the honey trap because I can't win!"
There is no point in resisting anymore. Military orders are as heavy as a mountain. You have to go when it's your turn.
Ye Xiaoman hasn't thought of her opening remarks with Jiaying yet. Haiwang just broke up with her, and when they meet later, should she be cool and elegant or send out a signal that she still has feelings for him? The former can maintain her self-esteem, and the latter can get some leaves of the marrow-cleansing grass.
She thoughtfully put on a fake face, then took out a cloth and covered her mouth and nose.
The beauty beside him asked, "Why do you hide your face? You and I are not strong, and beauty is our only weapon."
Ye Xiaoman replied: "I'm afraid of being sought for revenge."
This is a live broadcast. When Jiaying sees her later, he might rush over excitedly. By then, the whole world will know that she is the Salt and Pepper Shrimp of the Corrupted Son of God. Especially when Yongning Temple discovers her true identity, it will be easy to hunt her down.
So basic disguise is very important.
"You guys, go up."
The messenger pointed his flag at the team where Ye Xiaoman was, and Ye Xiaoman was lifted up by the hurricane and thrown in front of Jiaying like a stone thrown by a slingshot.
"Ah--" She subconsciously hugged something in front of her to stabilize her body, and opened her arms to hug the surface of Jiaying's golden bell cover, her face pressed on it and deformed, as if she was hugging a glass jar.
Before her colleagues encountered Jiaying's golden bell cover, they were all possessed by the skilled workplace slacker, acting as if they were injured by the Buddha's light, crying out in pain, and automatically jumped into the sea, taking the opportunity to save their lives.
There were ten people in a team, but in a blink of an eye, only Ye Xiaoman was left.
Ye Xiaoman was shocked. The sisters in front at least finished one dance before leaving. You guys have already touched the fish, so why should I touch it?
She looked at Jiaying through the veil. Jiaying's face was cold, and he was still twisting the Buddhist beads and chanting scriptures with his eyes half closed. Fortunately, the scriptures for exorcising ghosts could not harm her human race.
She felt inexplicably embarrassed and used her hands and feet to climb down from the golden bell.
She knew without asking that all the live broadcast cameras in the world were now focused on her and Jiaying. A scrutiny came from the chaos high in the sky. It was the Ghost King who was confronting the Buddhist disciple.
He kept a close eye on Jiaying's every move, hoping to find an opportunity to break the deadlock. By the way, Ye Xiaoman's actions were also under his observation.
Ye Xiaoman's current situation is like she is the only employee in the company working overtime. Jing Zhui turns into ten people, and the big bosses from all over the world stand behind her and watch her modify the PPT. How can she catch this fish?
But the Ghost King and the 100,000 ghost generals below, as well as all the ghosts in the ghost world were staring at her. She had to do something to show that she was working hard. If she didn't know how to modify the PPT, she could always move the mouse.
The top of the black prison was also a large reef, and Jiaying was right in the middle, sitting on the golden lotus, with the sea water lapping against the reef.
Ye Xiaoman first performed a set of radio gymnastics under the gaze of all the ghosts, and they just thought she had danced.
When the Ghost King was about to lose his patience, she finally put her hands behind her back and walked slowly around Jiaying's golden light shield like an old lady strolling around the street to buy vegetables.
She frowned, shook her head, sighed, and acted as if she was trying to find a way to seduce someone.
Bosses, you all see, it’s not that I don’t work, it’s that with your salary you can only hire employees like me, and I’m very sorry that my abilities can’t keep up.
Finally, she raised her hand and knocked on the golden shield.
"Jiaying."
Since you are here, say hello before leaving.
Jiaying finally looked up at her.
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