Section 8: Beautiful nun

When I saw this strange sentence, I turned my head and looked at the single-plank bridge again. I saw a sign hanging on the small pillar on the single-plank bridge, which reads - "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore."

I stood there and looked at the two signs in front and behind. After a while, I whispered to myself: "Moving forward is a paradise, but looking back is to escape from suffering. Is the endless sea of ​​suffering mentioned in the sign behind, the paradise mentioned in the sign before?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, the donor is indeed a person with wisdom."

When I heard the sound, I looked up and looked forward. I saw two nuns appearing in front of me. One looked a little mature, probably in his thirties, and the other was younger, about teenage or twenty years old.

Although these two nuns were wearing monk's clothes, they even emitted a beautiful feeling between their eyebrows. The older nuns' beauty was not inferior to Jiang Wei, while the younger one was even better than Liu Ning and Li Wenci. I really can't figure out that such a pair of wonderful people in the world should have enjoyed the love of thousands of men in the world. How could they think of becoming a monk?

If I were so beautiful, if I was the one in the past, I would have even saliva flowed down. Even now, who is used to be beautiful women, I can't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva. The reason for this is mainly because men are often easily moved by the temptation of uniforms, and nuns are rarer than nurses and teachers. In addition, I have read more of the ancient yellow books during this period, and there are many erotic shots about nuns in the book, so I am so difficult to control myself now.

Fortunately, I have seen some worldly things, so I am not too disobedient in terms of face. I quickly lowered my head and said apologetically: "Master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, because I have a friend who meets here. I thought she has arrived, so I came in to find her, not deliberately trying to disturb you practice."

"Is the fireworks woman who asked you to come?" said the older nun, smiling slightly. I was full of spring at this moment. When she smiled like this, my mind couldn't help but sway. I quickly took a deep breath to stop it, but after the man's lust arises, how could I stop it? In the blink of an eye, my little brother who was originally obedient stood proudly.

Even if I covered it up in every way, it was difficult to block its majestic shape. In the end, I could only put one hand into my trouser bag and press it down hard. The little nun seemed to have seen all my actions, raised her eyebrows and glanced at me, and smiled with her mouth. The older nun seemed to know what was going on, but she was not very active, she just smiled faintly.

At this moment, my whole body suddenly turned red from my neck to my butt, and my voice stuttered, "Ah...yes, it's her. Master... is it also her?"

The older nun replied: "We do have a computer in our temple and a wireless Internet card to access the Internet. However, they are all used to find information on the Internet. Chat tools such as msn are not available."

"Then... I wonder how Master Master knew the name of the fireworks woman?"

"The girl who asked you to come is my lay disciple. Yesterday she told me that something happened suddenly and I don't know if I can arrive on time. Please let us entertain you first. The matter between you and her online name were also what she told me last night."

"So that's the case." I nodded and said, "Then I'm so troublesome. I don't know where I'll wait, so I won't bother you?"

"There is nothing to bother or not. There are only two masters and apprentices in the temple. Please relax."

"Oh, thank you, Master, too." I bent down slightly and said politely, thinking to myself, "Don't you, when I have time, I will set up a monk temple nearby. She only has two people, and I only have one person. I climbed the wall in the middle of the night, and the master and disciple walked together with three people. It's so happy."

"Come with me, donor." The older nun said, turning around and walking inside. The younger nun glanced at me, then brushed me, walked to the door, and closed the door of the nunnery.

"The door is closed, why are your senior sister coming in?" I asked in confusion.

The little nun smiled at me, "It's okay. She will call before she comes in, and I'll just drive it to her. Now it's getting dark, so we must prevent those unhonest farmers from coming in and causing trouble."

Seeing her say this, there was nothing to say, so I followed her master and disciple through the courtyard, walked to the hall, and then passed the Guanyin Bodhisattva worshipped in the hall. After we walked through a side door and through a corridor, I saw the larger nun bent down and rolled up a wooden board from the ground, and then walked down. I was stunned and asked the little nun strangely, "Why do you have a house underground?"

The little nun smiled, "There are Buddhas above, and the lower part is where we live. The inside is warm in winter and cool in summer, which can avoid harassment from boring people. It's great."

"It's really good, the air conditioner is saved." As soon as I entered the basement, I felt a sense of coolness coming towards me, so I couldn't help but say to the two nuns. Speaking of this, I asked the little nun again, "When was your Longde Temple built?"

The little nun smiled and replied, "Our temple was built more than a hundred years ago, but it was destroyed during the Cultural Revolution and turned into a threshing farm for local farmers. Later, it was Master's master who found a way to restore the place."

Although I asked the question myself, when the little nun carefully answered me, I couldn't listen to a word. Because, just now, the older nun turned on the lights in the basement. I saw the panoramic view of the entire basement. There are four rooms in total, with a corridor separated, and at the end of the corridor is a living room.

All of this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that I saw that there are various carvings, paintings, corridors, doors, and walls in many corners of this basement. There is only one theme of these things, that is sex. At first I thought it was my own sperm and I misread it. But when I looked at it again, it was absolutely certain that it was indeed sex, all of which were all of the pictures of sexual intercourse. The only difference was that these sexual intercourse were all solemn Bodhisattvas.

I was so dizzy. Oh my god, what kind of nunnery is this?

As if I had seen through my thoughts, when I followed them to the living room and sat down, and they brought me a cup of tea, the older nun smiled and said to me: "If you have any questions in the donor, just mention them."

"This..." I coughed nervously, then pointed to the paintings and carvings and said, "I wonder how Gui'an has such... artwork?"

The older nun smiled and said, "There is nothing strange about this. The Huayan Sutra says: 'First use desire to hook, and then make it become a Buddha's wisdom.' This sentence means that you should first use lust to attract people to hook, and then let them become Buddhas on the spot. Therefore, Buddhism is not absolutely abstinent like ordinary people think. There is another story in our Buddhism, and I wonder if the donor has ever heard of it?"

"Master, please speak."

"A long time ago, there was a cruel and tyrannical king in India named Vinayaga, who rushed to kill Buddhists everywhere. In order to save the Buddhists in the country, the Buddha Shakyamuni sent Guanyin to become a beauty and had sex with this tyrant day and night. Finally, Vinayaga, who was addicted to lust, surrendered to the Buddha's beauty of Guanyin Bodhisattva, converted to Buddhism, and transformed into the master of the Vajra on the altar."

Hearing this, I exclaimed in my heart: "Luxury is virtue, and I use lust to save all living beings. Be good. Isn't this the joyful Zen of the Buddhist Tantric Buddhism? I didn't expect that this kind of thing really exists, and it's still in Guangzhou?"

Thinking of this, I hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "I wonder if the two masters practice the Tantric Happiness Meditation?"

The older nun nodded and smiled, "I didn't expect that the donor is very knowledgeable about Buddhism."

"Where, I just heard someone say something."

In fact, it is all seen in pornographic novels. Many pornographic novelists have written a lot of things with this joyful Zen as a genre, but I almost don’t understand the true nature of joyful Buddha. I only know one thing, that is, those who practice joyful Zen cannot help but have sex, not only infuriating sex, but also quite enthusiastic. No wonder they didn’t care about it when they saw my little brother standing up just now. So that’s what it is.

When I thought of this, my heart skipped a beat again, "Oh, if I say so, don't I have a chance?"

Thinking of this, my originally soothing lust became high again. I was almost determined to see the fireworks woman and understand the main business again. When I have time in the future, I must go to Longde Temple to study my true meaning.

While I was thinking about it, the bigger nun continued to preach to me seriously, "In our Buddhism, there are two iconic ornaments, one is the transformed lotus and the other is the vajra. These two things, the former represents the female yin and the latter represents the male root. Through the exchange of men and women, we personally realize the state of nirvana that is integrated into the Pure Land Nirvana, which is the religious meaning of our "Happy Buddha". The Ming King of Buddhism will have a Ming Concubine who is united with him, and she is an indispensable partner for the Ming King when practicing. The Ming King of Ming in sexual intercourse with the Ming Concubine, stimulates the creative energy in each other's souls and body, merges with the power of the universe's souls, and reaches a highest spiritual realm, and then leads them to the Buddha's realm. This is the practice process of joy Zen."

"Oh, thank you for your advice." I nodded a few times, then drank the tea in the cup in one breath before I could hold it back, and didn't shout, "Don't say so much, let's all practice together now."

The older nun should have seen that I was absent-minded about her preaching, so she stood up and said, "Donor, please sit here for a while. We will prepare dinner for you. The tea is there, and the donor will take his own care."

As she said that, she took the little nun through the corridor and went upstairs.

As soon as they left, I stood up, waved my fists and feet in the air, and whispered in my mouth: "Oh, little son, I'm burning my body with desire, I burning my body with desire..."

However, I can only yell, and I can't do anything except yell. What do you think I can do? I can reliably reliably on the spot? What if they come in and run into it, what should I do?

After standing there, jumping and venting for a few times, I walked around the living room to see if I could find any Buddhist scriptures and so on, and to dissolve my dirty body that was almost burned by desire.

However, after I walked around, I didn’t see any Buddhist scriptures, but I saw a yoga book. As soon as I opened it, I saw that it was taught how to practice yoga, and there were both texts and pictures. I know that many girls love to practice. Legend has it that it can create thousands of different body movements with sufficient exercise of the spine as the core. She can stretch her muscles, sculpt her body shape, and can also relax her nerves through resting techniques and voice meditation, relieve stress, improve sleep, and achieve the state of unity of body and mind.

But what are the two nuns doing yoga?

With this strange question, I began to flip through this yoga book page by page. After reading for a while, when I saw the women in these pictures posing one incredible pose after another, I suddenly thought that if their limbs could be trained to this level. Then, when I was in the room, wouldn’t they be able to put on various positions? And, they could also maintain the position they liked for a longer time?

When I thought of this, lewd pictures immediately popped up in my mind, all of which were about how the nun master and apprentice posed in various positions in front of me. In an instant, I had an urge to gush out my nose blood.

Suddenly, a thought arose in my mind, if the fireworks woman came tomorrow morning, then I could stay here for a night.
Chapter completed!