The Imperial Preceptor of Great Sui Dynasty

Chapter 818: Being a scholar is not simple

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Boundless water vapor extended over the West Lake. A sudden spring rain came. Many tourists hurriedly left with their arms raised to cover their heads. In the lead-blue rain curtain, a handsome young man who was shielding himself from the rain hurriedly hid under a tree. He looked at the continuous rain curtain, wiped the water stains off his shoulders, and complained a little.

"Why is the rain so strange? It was a nice day, but it came out of nowhere."

"I said I was going to listen to a Dharma Assembly... Now I'm soaked to the skin."

"I wonder how long it will take for this rain to stop..."

The muttered words reached the ears of two women in the distance. Looking at the young man who was hiding from the rain in an awkward manner, the woman in the white dress chuckled, plucked a leaf with her delicate hand, and spread it in her hand, which turned into a lotus leaf oil-paper umbrella. She blinked at Xiaoqing and slowly walked over there in her embroidered shoes to wipe off the water stains.

"If I had known it was going to rain, I wouldn't have come. I would have stayed at my sister's place..."

Before he could finish his complaint, his vision suddenly darkened. He looked up and saw a paper umbrella open above his head. He tilted his head and saw a beautiful woman smiling. "Sir, I happen to have an umbrella here. How about we share this shelter?"

"This... this... girl, this is not good." The young man lowered his head quickly, hesitating and a little embarrassed to speak, "We are strangers, and sharing an umbrella with you will damage your reputation if it gets out. Let's just stop it."

Seeing that he refused, the woman in the white dress was actually happy. She walked over and stood next to them. The open paper umbrella in her hand just happened to cover the two of them.

"Sir, why are you refusing? Look, it's raining and we don't know when it will stop. If you catch a cold, it will be more trouble than good."

"No no..."

The young man waved his hand again and quickly took two steps away from the woman. Xiaoqing on the other side looked anxious and looked back in the direction her benefactor left from time to time.

… I haven’t even repaid the favor yet, what if the gentleman leaves later

Seeing that the man my sister wanted to repay was hesitant, she became even more anxious. She simply walked up to him and shouted at him, "You are so hesitant, aren't you like a man? My sister is a woman, and she is willing to share an umbrella with you, but you are still complaining about this and that. You are so pedantic! You look like a nerd at first glance."

At the side, the woman in the white dress gave him a reproachful look.

"Xiao Qing!"

"I know." Xiao Qing rolled her eyes and glared at the nerd opposite. Just as she turned around, there was a gust of wind from the side of the forest. Rain lines slanted from the sky, hitting people's faces and leaves in the forest. The wind seemed to be blowing on the branches and leaves non-stop, making a rustling sound.

"Sister." Xiaoqing, who was about to leave, stepped back, stared at the swaying forest, and called out in a low voice. The woman in the white dress behind her also stopped talking and looked at the forest. Her face suddenly changed. She handed the thing in her hand to the young man, pushed him down to a small black-sailed boat by the lake, and told the boatman to take him away.

After saying that, he pulled Xiaoqing towards the woods. The young man stumbled onto the boat, waving a paper umbrella towards that side, shouting anxiously.

"Hey, hey... girls, come back, I don't have enough money to take the boat..."

Rain lines drifted obliquely across the night sky, and the woods by the lake rustled wildly.

Two figures walked hand in hand over the branches, and floated down into the woods with their white and green long sleeves dragging. The branches swayed wildly in the wind, and leaves fluttered down and passed in front of the big monk in a cassock.

'Namo Amitabha... Namo Amitabha...'

Buddhist sounds rushed out of the rapidly moving lips and lingered in the forest. The two sisters who fell down looked at each other and then looked at the monk opposite them.

The woman in the white dress took a half step forward and bowed slightly.

"Master, I am Bai Suzhen. I wonder if my sister and I have any grudges against you? Why are you suddenly looking for trouble with us?"

Opposite, the monk who was chanting with his head down and his seal vertically suddenly stopped chanting, slowly raised his head, held the golden bowl to his side, and held a roll of Buddhist beads in his other hand. His voice was clear and majestic.

"How dare you! You are still pretending in front of this poor monk. You can fool ordinary people, but you can't fool me. You two evil monsters secretly spread rain and dew to disturb my Buddhist meeting. I want you two monsters to show your true colors!"

He took a step forward, and the fallen leaves flew away. He turned his palm holding the Buddhist beads and pushed forward with his five fingers spread out.

—The Great Ming Lord’s Seal of Subduing Demons!

Instantly a strong wind blew up, and a ray of auspicious light burst out, instantly illuminating the blue and white figures opposite. "Sister!" Xiaoqing raised her sleeves to cover the Buddha's light shining on her face, trying to block it in front of the woman in the white dress. Bai Suzhen stretched out her hand to block it, and pulled her sister beside her to jump up, and landed behind a big tree with a loud 'bang', exploding into two pieces, wood chips flying, and broken branches falling down.

"Master, my sister and I have no grudge against you, please don't go too far!!"

Bai Suzhen shouted, her skirt flying, her footsteps tapping on nearby branches, which shook and scattered countless raindrops. At that moment, she and Xiaoqing on the other side swooped down, and their long sleeves shot out like two long snakes, wrapping up Fahai's calves, thighs, waist, chest... and wrapped around him. In just two breaths, they wrapped Fahai tightly like a dumpling.

"Monster, I have the Diamond Buddha Light, how dare you show off your skills in front of me!"

boom-

The body wrapped in blue-white silk cracked with a crisp sound, and golden light overflowed from the cracks. Then there was a loud bang, and the silk all over the body flew out like butterflies, floating around the monk's shoes.

"I wanted to keep you two monsters alive for a while, but it seems that's not necessary!"

Fahai stepped over the rags on the ground, his eyes dignified. He raised his palm with the Buddhist beads to his forehead and moved it to his chest. The beads in his hand rustled and emitted Buddhist light, and he threw them out casually.

"Buddha beads, the Buddha Ksitigarbha, the mighty heavenly dragon!"

"What a stubborn monk!"

Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing stood on the left and right. They raised their hands and put them together. Suddenly, they exerted force. A demonic wind blew up and collided with the flying Buddhist beads.

… Buddhist power collides with demonic power.

The air waves pushed away in a circle, and at the point of collision, the string of Buddhist beads suddenly tilted and flew to one side. Almost at the same time, there was a rustling sound in the forest, and the sound of copper bells tinkling and clanging came. Xiaoqing subconsciously looked back and saw a scholar leading an old donkey into the forest.

"Sir, be careful—"

Fahai over there was also shocked. With the power of his Hongyuan Buddhism, if it hit an ordinary person, the person would die. He hurriedly stopped his Buddhism and tried to grab the Buddhist beads from a distance. At the same time, the woman in a white dress over there also stopped her magic power and rushed towards the scholar over there.

However, the deflected Buddhist beads hit the scholar within a short distance, and suddenly a divine light flashed, which immediately scared the man and two monsters and made them stop.

"This string of Buddhist beads looks familiar."

In the faint golden divine light, Lu Liangsheng spoke in a calm voice, raised his wide sleeves, took the hanging Buddhist beads in his hand and played with them for a few times.

He looked at them and smiled gently.

"How about you all stop, all of you?"

Fahai and Bai Suzhen stood there in a daze, watching the scene in disbelief.