GHLCS Chapter133

Unlike other kinds of lovemaking, lovemaking in a teahouse is very strange.

 

The ground was littered with cassocks and black skirts. Looking up, a man and a woman were hugging each other. The woman, with her hair down, slowly untied her dress, revealing the beautiful shape of her shoulders, while Chang Ling, on the other side, had his hand on her shoulder, closed his eyes, and frowned slightly, and was being led by the woman’s hand, half struggling and half obeying.

 

There was a slight scent of sandalwood in the air, mixed with a hint of strange musk, and it all seemed very gorgeous.

 

The moonlight leaked in from outside, causing people to wake up. Chang Ling tried to slowly open his eyes, but in the dark night, with weak light and blurry vision, he could not see anything clearly, there’s only a vague shadow of a woman.

 

What is he doing? What are they doing?

 

Why did they take off their clothes? Why are they whispering in each other’s ears? Why are they hugging each other?

 

“It’s alright, just give yourself to me.” The other party coaxed him softly in a soft voice, with a girlish coquettishness, and then hooked her hands around Chang Ling’s neck.

 

It’s alright? Is it alright to do this?

 

Chang Ling suddenly thought of the day he met Wen Hui. The weather was very good that day, and the spring water on the mountain had just broken the ice and flowed out. He was sweeping the snow in front of the temple gate. From afar, he saw Kuromiya Keiko holding a bucket of ice water. She took a sip tentatively, and her facial features wrinkled because of the cold. She exhaled, and she was as adorable as a squirrel.

 

When she tilted her head, she found that her little action was discovered by Chang Ling. Kuromiya Keiko blushed slightly, threw away the water scoop, and ran towards him holding her skirt, laughing as she ran, and said, Chang Ling, what sutra are you going to tell me today?

 

At that time, she was like a lark. For a moment, Chang Ling almost threw away the broom and let the lark fly into his arms.

 

The illusion and reality overlapped, and Chang Ling’s hand reached out involuntarily, wrapped around the other party’s waist, and tightened little by little: “Wen Hui… Wen… Hui.”

 

“Heh…” The other party laughed lightly, “I’m here.”

 

It was this laugh that suddenly made Chang Ling’s mind feel like a breeze. This was not Kuromiya Keiko’s voice, she was not Wen Hui.

 

When he first woke up, he was still confused, his brain was like a fog, and he couldn’t see clearly. Gradually, his rationality returned, his vision became clear, and he began to examine the current situation.

 

The other party raised her head and met Chang Ling’s gaze. Both of them were stunned for a moment.

 

It was dead silence.

 

Then Chang Ling’s expression changed.

 

Opposite him was a beauty whose face was full of a strong sense of worldly affair[mfn]It referred to a woman who has many emotional experiences and knows how to treat a man[/mfn], and whose clothes were half taken off. Although Chang Ling’s cassock was gone, but the rest of his clothes were still properly dressed. The woman’s hand was still hanging on Chang Ling’s neck, and she was about to get close to him again, so Chang Ling quickly pushed her away.

 

It was rare that he didn’t have that indifferent expression on his face. Instead, he was extremely surprised. He was stunned for a moment, then bent down, picked up the robe on the ground, put it on, and rushed into the yard.

 

He ran to the well, drew some cold water from it, and poured it over his head.

 

Rustling, rustling, rustling—

 

He poured bucket after bucket of water over himself. It was still a bit chilly at night, and his lips had turned purple from the cold. He knelt on the ground only after his hands became numb. This was the first time in his life that he felt scared.

 

How could this be?

 

Chang Ling knelt on the ground, refusing to get up for a long time, water dripping down his face as he recited some scriptures about purifying the mind and abstinence from desires. However, the more he recited, the more fragmented memories came to his mind. His lips began to tremble, and he almost stood up and jumped into the well!

 

Until then, a teasing voice came from the other side.

 

“Why seek death? Isn’t it nice to have fun? At least you were having a great time just now.” Kenji walked in from the other side. The dark circles under his eyes revealed that he had not slept for several nights. He had a smile on his face, but in fact, he was cold.

 

The moment he heard this voice, it was as if Chang Ling’s ears were struck by a thunderbolt, and his body froze in place.

 

“You?” Chang Ling stood up slowly. He had seen this Japanese man before, and he also knew his hostility towards him.

 

Seeing Chang Ling’s embarrassment, Kenji felt much better. He sneered, “You monk, stop pretending to be noble. Buddhism can no longer tolerate you. You might as well return to secular life. There will be a place for you in Japan.”

 

Every time he said something, Chang Ling’s heart trembled, and he even felt a little angry: “What are you talking about? It’s you… why are you…”

 

Kenji smiled, “Why? Of course it’s because I love Keiko! Instead of having her suffer alone, why not let you have a taste of it as well? You bald ass, heh, you are really stubborn! You can fool others, but you can’t fool me. I can see that you also have ulterior motives towards Keiko! Since you pretend to hurt Keiko, I will help you tear off the mask. How about it? It feels good, right?”

 

Chang Ling clenched his fists tightly. All the education he had gained from his years of cultivation almost turned to ashes on this day. For the first time, he knew what it felt like to want to hit someone.

 

“I don’t want to stay here any longer and listen to your nonsense.”

 

Seeing Chang Ling trying to leave, Kenji went up to him, pulled him over, and punched him hard, causing his mouth to bleed, and he fell to the ground: “Am I talking nonsense? Master Changling, the one who was shouting ‘Wen Hui, Wen Hui’ in the room just now? You didn’t even see the person clearly, but you were shouting so happily!”

 

Chang Ling opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his body swayed and he couldn’t continue.

 

This behavior only made Kenji more unscrupulous: “What’s the matter, Master? You have nothing to say? You like Keiko, but even you yourself don’t believe or accept it. In fact, you have liked her for a long time already!”

 

“You drugged me?!”

 

“Giving you drugs can only control your body. Do you dare to say that you never thought of Keiko’s face for a moment just now? If you dare to swear in the name of Buddha, I will commit s*icide by disembowelment to atone for your sins!” Kenji grabbed Chang Ling’s neck and roared at the sky.

 

Chang Ling closed his eyes in some pain, then weakly dropped his hands, looking dejected. His forehead was throbbing faintly, and his internal organs seemed to be pulled together.

 

He lost, he was too embarrassed to make this oath.

 

Kenji threw him to the ground fiercely: “Hahahaha… Buddhist disciple, you have let the Buddha down, and you have also let her down.” He squatted down and stared at Chang Ling: “If you still have a little conscience and shame, let her leave you completely! Do you hear me? Humph!”

 

The night wind blows, soaking his clothes and freezing his bones.

 

Chang Ling still sat there blankly, not getting up for a long time. For a moment, he didn’t know what to do next and just stared at the starry sky in a daze.

 

Kenji rushed back to the hall with anger and was slapped by Kuromiya Keiko, who was hiding behind the door.

 

“Didn’t I warn you not to touch him?!”

 

Just now, Kuromiya Keiko heard a quarrel in the yard and went out. Although she only heard half of it, the content was extremely shocking.

 

Fortunately, Kenki’s plan didn’t succeed completely; otherwise, she would really want to shoot him already.

 

She didn’t dare to go out at that time. First of all, she was afraid that Chang Ling would think that it was her idea, and secondly, she was afraid that Chang Ling would be embarrassed.

 

But when she saw that Chang Ling didn’t dare to swear, she felt an urge to cry.

 

Kenji’s eyes were also red, but his face was ashen: “Keiko, I did what you didn’t dare to do for you. You can have him. You should thank me, right?”

 

“What happens between him and me has nothing to do with you!”

 

“It’s too late. I’ve already taken care of it.” Kenji reached out and touched the corner of his mouth. “I just don’t understand why you, who are always decisive, would be so stupid at this time? Don’t forget that you are Chinese. The General will be suspicious of you at the slightest sign of trouble! You dare to postpone the General’s plan for that monk without authorization. You don’t want your life anymore?!”

 

“Don’t use the General to threaten me. If you have the guts, just tell him. I’m not afraid! Aren’t you doing this for your own selfish reasons as well? Why do you blame me?”

 

“The General’s attack plan is just around the corner. This bald donkey will delay your important tasks. Isn’t it so that you can get him if I help him break through? Haha, maybe I should actually send him to your room, right? If you get him, you don’t have to worry so much. And if he is so stubborn, he deserves to die with Hezhou!”

 

Anger makes people lose their rationality. Kenji’s words became more and more outrageous. Kuromiya Keiko lowered her voice and growled at him to get lost.

 

Kenji whispered a few words in Kuromiya Keiko’s ear and left in dissatisfaction.

 

Kuromiya Keiko leaned against the wall, exhausted both physically and mentally from the intense quarrel.

 

That night, no one was looking forward to the coming of a new day.

 

Because no one knew how to spend the next day.