Chai Wantian came in the mood and looked at Shikong with a big smile, saying, "When it comes to playfulness, which man or woman in this world is not like this. Although you have already become a monk, but after all, rich in feelings, and so young, in the prime of life, it is also difficult to get rid of vulgarity, I'm afraid that you have long been familiar with this way, haha ......"

In a sinister smile, the lustful look on Chai Wantian's face grew even more, squeezing his colorful little eyes out again, not knowing what other senses he could use to appreciate the beautiful man in front of him.

Small eyes are not willing to squeeze out of the face of lust, staring at the "phoenix feather".

Shikong looked at Chai Wantian's lewd appearance with both disgust and disdain, and secretly cursed.

He couldn't ignore it and casually coped with it, "His Lordship's words are reasonable, from childhood to adulthood, which one doesn't like to play ah, there's no denying it."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the intention, Chai Wantian heard the words in his heart, this monk may really have this intention, if so, it will be good.

He looked at Shikong and said tentatively, "My lord, you're not usually lonely, are you also playing with others?"

"Yes, it is human nature to play, it's both relaxing and pleasurable, no one seeks it out, and I can't get away with it."

The jackal laughed, male love was indeed natural, no one could get away with it, including this little monk.

It seems that he guessed correctly, this person wears the monk's clothes, but has a flower heart, the rules of the Buddha's school can not stop the born nature, has long been familiar with this way.

He had more in mind, and as such, what came next was inevitable, and all was in what was thought.

Chai Wantian looked at Shikong and felt a sense of sadness, the little monk was moralistic, but he was a person who was too vulgar to be common, not much better than himself.

He let out a sigh of relief, "Yes, the Prince is right, this is indeed nature, and the nature of men and women, no one can change it, including me, and also including you."

The jackal already knew that Shikong's skill was high, and no one could defeat him when he made a scene, so he had wanted to subdue him first, and then do as he pleased. Now it seems that there is no need to exert means, this beautiful man also preferred this matter, he is a little over-anxious.

He didn't want to be redundant, and if he wanted to do it next, wouldn't it be more fun to do it both ways.

With the rare "phoenix" about to arrive, the jackal didn't want to talk nonsense, and his evil mind was urging him to do so. He wants to seize the moment, to vent his lust on the charming man, and his anger at the loss of the beautiful woman.

He looked at Shikong colorfully and said, "My lord, let's have some fun now to save us from loneliness."

Shikong glanced at him and said indifferently, "Alright, as long as the monk is happy, he can play if he wants to, the little monk will accompany him. However, let's get down to business first, give me the one hundred taels of silver, then do as you wish."

"No hurry, no hurry, it's not too late to give it after one hundred and twenty days. You can rest assured that the master's word is absolutely true, and not a penny will be missing."

In his heart, he was playing ghost idea, counting or not counting until then, this one hundred silver is my life root, how can I let you take it, to give you ten two eight two is also good.

Shikong forced, "No, I want it now, otherwise my mind will be restless, how can I play with Master?"

The Jackal looked shocked, and again, as if stabbed by a knife, his heart trembled with pain.

He was very angry, and thought in his heart: "This monk even wants to see the silver and offer her body just like the women in the green house, but she is quite scheming. What can I do if I give it to you? You are already in my house, if you don't satisfy me, you won't be able to take away a penny. Even if you can satisfy me, you can only give you a little bit of it, wanting a hundred taels, how can it be possible, how can silver for nothing be so easy to earn."

Under Sakon's urging, Jackal, despite his heartache, had to agree to pay the silver up front, otherwise the good deed would still be difficult to accomplish.

He secretly lamented, "The beautiful girl has no trace, can not lose the little monk again, or spend the silver or a blank, not to my life."

Chai Wantian spent such a huge price to get the beautiful man who could be compared to a phoenix, that evil heart was like a knife cutting and suffering.

There was no way around it, he was a perverted lecher who had become obsessed with this little monk, and in order to get the beautiful man of his dreams and satisfy that twisted heart, he could only endure it ruthlessly.

Chai Wantian handed over the one hundred taels of silver to Shikong, not only was his hand shaking, but his twisted heart was also trembling uncontrollably, and he was being mercilessly tormented by the pain of dripping blood, which was excruciatingly painful.

He secretly fumed, ''Hmph, you want to take away this silver, dream on. I'll let you be happy for a while, and then take it back afterward. If I really can't, I'll kill you, and never let you take my silver."

Shikong got the silver and immediately tied the package to his body.

Chai Wantian was a bit surprised and hastily discouraged, "Your Excellency, why do you need to do this, how inconvenient it is to bring all this silver with you and have fun. Put it here first, and bring it with you when you leave."

Shikong smiled contemptuously, "It's alright, it won't affect the play, the little monk will accompany the Shi Master until he is satisfied."

Jackal can not be dissuaded, a burst of heartache, a big change in demeanor, it seems that the silver has gone to someone else, and it is not a small amount, that is a hundred taels ah.

With a dark grunt, he instructed his household to exit and shut the door to the house again, walking over with a lustful look on his face to take out his anger and pain on the beautiful man.

Sakon was still filled with confusion as to what this guy was going to do and how he was going to play it.

He flashed to the side and said, "Shi Master, the house is narrow and small, so it is inconvenient to play, why don't we go to the courtyard. It's spacious there, and you and I can do as we please, wouldn't it be enjoyable."

Jackal was very surprised to hear this, could not help but stare, thinking: "This little monk really want to open ah, even so wanton, this is the back of the people, even the women in the green house have to avoid some, do not dare to be uncovered. I can't imagine, he is even more than the women in the greenhouse, not afraid of others to watch, too unusual."

Shikong looked at Chai Wantian and saw that he was silent, not knowing what kind of ghost ideas he was playing in his mind.

The jackal grunted silently, "It seems that his monkhood is indeed a fake, and seeking pleasure in the garb of Buddhism is the real thing, but it's the wrong person today. Good, this kind of person is more to the liking, I can let go and have fun to my heart's content, in the sunshine maybe something else."

Seeing that he still didn't say anything, Shikong smiled faintly and said, "Scholar, if you don't want to go outside to play, just stay here, even though it's narrower and smaller, it won't let you down."

The Jackal immediately waved his hand, "No, no, since Your Excellency likes to be outside, I'll just accompany you."

Chai Wan Tian was so excited that he got up and came to the courtyard. He couldn't let his family view it or let them peek at it, they were all driven out, ordered not to come close, they all avoided it from a distance.

He saw that his family had disappeared from sight before he closed the gate to the courtyard and smiled as he walked towards Sakon.

Sakon was still puzzled, what was this guy up to?

He dodged and said, "Don't be in a hurry, monk, we haven't agreed on how to play yet."

Chai Wantian's eyes glared, "I've already spent the silver, I can play how I want, what's there to discuss?"

His face was full of lust and a scowl, and the trappings of virtue and goodness had long since been cast aside as non-negotiable as buying a laugh at a green house.

Sakon is still in the dark and doesn't know why, what the hell is this guy going to do ah?

He shook his head and said, "This is a matter between two people, it is reasonable that we should discuss it, since the monks have their own ideas, then let it be as you wish, the young monk will accompany you. The monks say it, are we going to use our weapons, or just our fists and feet?"

Chai Wan Tian was so confused that he couldn't help but stop in his tracks, "What, weapons? Fists and feet?"

"Yes, the monk can play whichever one he wants to, both of them together is fine, as you wish."

"This ...... this ...... is outrageous!" Jackal frowned, his face showing anger, "It's not a martial arts fight, how can you say such words?"

Shikong grunted and glared at the bully with a face full of anger, "Shi Master, the little monk only knows this kind of play, look at the fists!"

As soon as the words fell out of his mouth, he didn't wait for a reply and moved in with his fists and feet.

The jackal was beaten and rolled all over the ground.

While venting his anger, Shikong said, "Jackal, you are really playful, you look quite happy. Good, the little monk will work harder and keep you company, it will make you happy."

He was filled with rage and showed no mercy, his fists and feet falling like rain.

Chai Wantian did not waste his efforts, nor did he spend his money in vain, this "play" did realize that life is worse than death, no less than the pain of losing silver. However, it is not the little monk who tasted the flavor, but himself.

Even though the family members had already left the place, they had also heard the shouts in the courtyard, and had all learned about the little monk's sharpness, no one dared to go over to look for a fight, nor did they have the ability to save the master. They were afraid of the master's blame afterward, and all quietly hid away.

Chai Wantian's body bones which can withstand such a violent beating, soon limp on the ground, unconscious.

Shikong spat out a mouthful of bad breath, looked at the motionless jackal and cursed a few times, then stood up, stepped on the room to leap and flew away, and disappeared in the twinkling of an eye.

......

By the time Zhang Yunyan returned, the matter had already ended, and Shikong had long since moved away from this place. It was a pity that the two of them had missed a good opportunity to meet each other.

After leaving the White Jade Manor, Zhang Yunyan walked all the way, and when she thought of the young monk who violently beat Chai Wantian, she would associate him with Shikong, and was overwhelmed with emotion and envy.

Even though Yun Yan did not see Shikong's true face, the impression in his heart was very deep, he was a comrade in arms who fought together in the Devil's Cave, a good friend with a life and death friendship, and a beneficent brother of the Buddhist Sect, who would be remembered for the rest of his life.

What she remembers most is that Shikong's speaking voice is very similar to that of her brother Jiaxiang, thus adding another layer of longing and yearning. She wanted to be with Shikong so much that she could be with him all the time, and have some comfort for her heart that had lost her fiancé.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yunyan silently laughed bitterly, it was impossible, it was delusional. She remembered very clearly that in the cave of Saint Sovereign Nine Specters, right there in that Random Cave, had advised Shikong to return to secularism, and what she had heard were words of denial.