I run a cram school in the realm of self-cultivation

Sanskrit sounds burst out from the brothel, three feet around the beam.

Early in the morning, countless Tianjiao came out of the room. Their eyes looked at Fang He's room sadly, and it was black and blue.They didn't get a good night's sleep last night. Under the propaganda of Buddhism and morality, they just practiced all day.

In the brothel, practice all night.If other people heard about it, they would definitely laugh at them, thinking that they were not men.But, they really can't arouse the interest of being a man now.

Fang He didn't know the tragic situation of these Tianjiao.

It was rare for him to have a good night's sleep. The moment he opened his eyes, his expression was clear, and even the spiritual power in his body was much calmer than usual.He turned his head slightly, looked aside subconsciously, and saw that Jin Shan was holding a scroll of scriptures and standing in front of the window.

At this moment, the sun is rising in the east, and the sky is full of purple air.While reciting Buddhist scriptures, Zhen Shan breathed out spiritual energy.Hua Guang on the other side seemed to be attracted by his peaceful tone, and a wisp of purple smoke lingered around him.

As if sensing Fang He's movements, Zhi Shan slowly turned his head.The light outside the window fell from behind him, and his delicate and handsome face was buried in the shadows. Only those eyes, after a night of reading, were still calm and fearless.

The purple air comes from the east and turns into a shape.

Fang He blinked, restraining the horror in his heart.He raised his eyes and scanned the sky, but did not see the word Tiandao.Obviously, Tiandao is not bound by his behavior at present.

Fang He sat up from his seat, his clothes were opened wide, revealing his delicate and deep collarbone.But he didn't seem to care, walked slowly to the side of Jinshan, and glanced at the scenery outside the window.

Fresh and handsome.

Fang He leaned against the door and window, smiled lightly, then lifted his eyes slightly upwards, and looked at Jinshan: "Master, it's getting late, you should go." As he spoke, he raised his arm slightly, and slapped down On Shanshan's shoulders, and then slipped down his arms, with an expression of reluctance.

Zhen Shan was stunned for a moment, then clasped his hands together, and murmured in a low voice: "Amitabha, thank you for your hospitality."

Fang He raised his eyebrows and met Shang Shishan's eyes.Zhishan's gaze was extremely sincere, obviously he really thought that Fang He's asking him to read Buddhist scriptures overnight was a very high level of hospitality.Fang He stretched his waist, and said lazily: "Master, this night is really expensive. It cost me a million spirit crystals."

Ji Shan didn't seem to have expected Fang He to say this, he was slightly taken aback.However, before he could think of words, he heard Fang He continue to speak, and said lazily: "But who told me to like it!"

It is very good to see Fang He's eyes looking out of the window, his exquisite eyebrows and eyes are stained by the morning light, and the originally meandering and charming eyebrows and eyes are a little more indifferent in this brilliant morning light.He saw the corners of the woman's lips curled up slightly, and said as if teasing: "If the master doesn't leave, it will add to my reverie."

Shi Shan took a look at Fang He, and really couldn't see any nostalgia and the atmosphere of a brothel girl in his eyes.The morning rays of light fell in his eyes, and for some reason, it was as if he could see a bit of Buddha and Zen in the eyes of the other party.

Ji Shan paused, looked Fang He up and down, and said softly: "I think the benefactor has a predestined relationship with the Buddha, but I don't know if the benefactor is willing to go to the Buddha?"

Fang He:? ? ?

Fang He's heart trembled slightly, and his originally soft brows and eyes turned cold instantly.The reddish rays of the sun shone on Fang He's eyebrows, but the coldness in his eyes could not be diminished.He hooked the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with a low laugh: "Master, are you joking?"

"You let me be an oiran, ordained to be a monk?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, and gently reached out to close the window.Fang He said indifferently: "Isn't Master still leaving?"

Jin Shan also realized that he was a bit abrupt. He closed his eyes, and after silently reciting Buddhist scriptures several times in his heart, he opened his eyes again, and calmly said to Fang He, "I was the one who was abrupt."

After saying this, Shi Shan rolled up the Buddhist scriptures in his hand and walked towards the door.The moment he stepped over the threshold, he felt a murderous aura lingering around him.He looked up and saw that the corridor was full of people, and everyone's gazes were fixed on him, as if he would face the effect of gang fight if he took one step forward.

It had been a long time since Jinshan was listened to by so many people with hatred, and a bit of doubt could not help but flash across his eyes.He whispered softly: "Amitabha."

"What a ghost!" Someone couldn't help shouting at Ji Shan, "We've been listening to your Buddhist scriptures all night."

They originally planned to apologize to them very kindly, and then they waved their sleeves generously, saying that it was okay, and then taught each other not to take up the oiran's time.

However, when they saw the monk standing opposite them, they were stunned for a moment when they heard this sentence, and finally said with a smile in their eyes: "The benefactors are able to listen to the Buddhist scriptures for one night, which means that they have a predestined relationship with the Buddha. Ruo If the benefactor has any doubts, you can communicate with me."

Exchange, exchange a ghost!

This monk is very bad.If they become monks, wouldn't they be the same as the person in front of them, in front of beauty, they could recite sutras all night indifferently.In this way, it is not a day of pure heart and few desires, but a daily life of pure heart and few desires.

There are so many blissful things in the world, how could they not enjoy them.

The arrogance of the person who spoke just now dissipated quite a bit, he said falteringly: "Then there is no need. Just pay attention to it later. At least, you should stop going into the oiran's room. You should Let’s have some chance with our fellow Taoists.”

Looking at the monk who spoke with kind and gentle eyes, he responded softly, and prepared to go back to his room.However, at this moment, the golden font of the Dao of Heaven appeared in front of everyone.

[Those who triggered the death condition yesterday: 0, the number of deaths yesterday: 0, please be careful to avoid the death condition and achieve zero death. 】

These words appeared in the air for about ten breaths, and almost everyone's eyes were fixed, and their expressions became cautious at this moment.

Conditions of death and number of fatalities.

The combination of these two words makes people feel a little creepy.They looked at each other, shock evident in each other's eyes.They actually got through the first day safely in a daze.

"What death conditions? Do you know?"

"Calm down, we should analyze now what we did and didn't do together."

"It seems that this is our current assessment task."

Noisy voices sounded outside the door, and Fang He vaguely heard the words "assessment" and "Tiandao".He raised his eyebrows, turned around and walked towards the door, just leaning gently by the door, listening to the discussion of these arrogants.

In fact, these Tianjiao can't discuss anything.Most of them didn't pay attention to these details, so they just briefly reviewed the process of their whole day, and finally didn't draw any valid conclusions.

but……

"If we say that we haven't violated the death conditions all day, then we can spend the next few days according to this process, isn't it all right?"

This sentence brightened the eyes of many people present. Indeed, although they did not know the unknown death conditions, they could know that what they did yesterday was definitely not a death condition.That being the case, they can completely repeat operations according to yesterday's life.In this case, wouldn't it be possible to achieve the zero death achievement!

Everyone agrees that the proposal works.Even after knowing the assessment task of Tiandao, the atmosphere between them became more harmonious and closer.After all, looking at it now, there is no competition between them.

"This fellow Taoist is really smart. If we look at it according to this situation, as long as we repeat yesterday's life, then we can definitely achieve the achievement of zero death, but I don't know what is the use of achieving such an achievement!" The monk who was very good at communicating with before touched his chin and said softly.

"Naturally, you will be rewarded generously. Cheat books, medicine pills, secret realms... or cultivation bases." A voice said unhurriedly, his voice was elegant and exquisite, and his enunciation was clear, falling on everyone's ears like spring water Ding dong, beating the blue bricks, romantic and elegant.Fang He was extremely familiar with this voice.

They looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a man in a blue gown sitting on a chair, gently turning the jade ring in his hand with his left hand, raising his eyes slightly, and showing his jade-like eyebrows in front of him. In front of everyone.

He seemed to have gotten used to the sight of everyone, with a gentle smile on his lips.He whispered: "How can there be such a rich reward, as simple as you said?"

"Live according to yesterday's trajectory. This idea is indeed very clever, but how can you guarantee that this so-called death condition will not change every day?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the expressions on the faces of everyone present changed instantly.Because of the excessive tension, their breathing became heavy.

Tianjiao, who just proposed this idea, couldn't help but said in a low voice: "How is this possible? This is too difficult. Now Tiandao has not given any conditions!"

"It's given." Ji Zhao glanced at the Tianjiao and said slowly.After saying this, he put his fist on his lips, coughed lightly, and then, under the gaze of everyone, took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth.This movement is delicate and slow, coupled with Ji Zhao's face, it is really picturesque.However, such a smooth and elegant move, in front of the onlookers, made them a little more anxious.

On the contrary!What answer did Heaven give!

Fortunately, Ji Zhao did not put on airs.After he only paused for a while, he continued: "At least, we can be sure that in the view of Heaven, our day is from Mao hour yesterday to Mao hour this morning. Twelve hours is one day."

Hearing what Ji Zhao said, people remembered and rushed to the window to take a look at the sky.Sure enough, just as Ji Zhao said, it was Maoshi outside.The brilliant golden light faintly shone on people's faces, and only then did they feel the truth.

"Then yesterday's death conditions are not important?" someone whispered.

Ji Zhaodao: "It's still important. Everything now is just guesswork. What if the benevolent nature doesn't change the death conditions? And what if the subsequent death conditions are derived from yesterday's death conditions!" All of this is extremely uncertain."

"But what is certain is that in a short period of time, without examples for comparison, it is absolutely impossible to deduce it by deduction."

"So you mean to give a comparison, can't you compare each other?" Someone immediately reacted and said to Ji Zhao.The other party's tone was extremely aggressive, and his expression was slightly unsightly.

To make a comparison means that some people act according to yesterday's process, while others do different things.By comparing these parties with each other, they can guess the conditions of death today, or exclude some conditions.

However, in this way, we will face a very serious problem.That is, who will be the control group?

Most Tianjiao, no matter what their own cultivation level is, they try their best to keep themselves in a safe zone.In a relatively safe situation, no one wants to be in the dangerous group.After all, to some extent, it was definitely the group that followed yesterday's procedure, which was safer.

Ji Zhao's fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, making a crisp sound.He looked up at the person who spoke, raised his brows and eyes as if inadvertently, and said in a low voice, "Is there any problem?"

"What's the problem? It's a big problem!" The Tianjiao walked out from the crowd, stood in front of Ji Zhao, and looked down at him sitting on the chair from top to bottom.After sizing it up for a while, a look of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he said loudly: "To be honest, I'm not talented. I don't have any special skills. I can only be popular. I basically know most of the inferior talents. , I just haven’t met fellow daoist before. I want to come...you fellow daoist just came from the Lower Heaven, right?”

Ji Zhao glanced at him and said "yes".

After hearing this answer, the Tianjiao raised a disdainful smile, and said, "If I were you, I would never speak. Because the assessment of the fourth heaven is completely different from that of the lower heaven. What if , What wrong idea did you come up with!" Then, he took a step forward, and lightly patted Ji Zhao's shoulder with his thick palm.

Ji Zhao felt a strong spiritual force flowing from the opponent's palm, and he instantly felt that his shoulders were a lot heavier, and the meridians on his body were under tremendous pressure at this moment.

Ji Zhao's lips were slightly paler, but there was no panic on his face.He slightly raised his other hand and knocked down the opponent's palm.A clear "pop" sounded in the air.

The back of that Tianjiao's hand turned red in an instant.He opened his eyes wide with anger, and looked up at Ji Zhao, only to see the Tianjiao who had just come from the lower heaven in front of him, slowly took out a handkerchief and wiped his palm.

Very careful, very serious, very meticulous.

After doing all this, he seemed to be not enough, a cluster of small flames danced on his fingers.The handkerchief was burned, and finally turned into ashes, which were blown away by the wind.

After doing all this, Ji Zhao acted like a normal person, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said: "You are so stupid."

His tone was calm, without the slightest feeling of being irritated, as if he was simply stating the facts.And it was this kind of tone that made the Tianjiao burn with anger. When his spiritual power spread to his meridians, he heard Ji Zhao say lightly:

"You are not willing to say that you are stupid. Who told you that the death conditions and the death toll correspond to each other? The death conditions are just the death conditions, and the death toll is just the death toll. Tiandao has never said that once the death conditions are violated, It must die. If so, it will never be explained separately."

Ji Zhao's tone was still calm, and only a smile could be seen on his face.Even if he was told in public that he was an inferior arrogance, the arrogance in his bones did not diminish in the slightest.He just sat and stood there, behaved properly.

After thinking for a while, people realized that his logic was correct.Although the Tianjiao in front of him came from the lower heavens, his thoughtfulness is really rare.

Someone stepped forward, pressed down the Tianjiao who had just made a move, slightly nodded at Ji Zhao, and asked, "I'm Luo Qingyu, I don't know what the name of the fellow Taoist is."

"Ji Zhao." Ji Zhao replied simply, then raised his eyebrows and said, "Luo Dao is friendly."

Luo Qingyu couldn't hear the tone of Ji Zhao's mouth, but he somehow felt that the other party knew him.Even though he knew his deeds, his attitude was still neither humble nor overbearing.

Seeing that the other party seemed to have lost some interest, Luo Qingyu stood up from the chair.Leaning his body lightly on the back of the chair, he said slowly: "I'm not in a hurry about this matter. If other Tianjiao are interested, they can gather at my door tonight. Come to think of it, during the day, the death condition will not be triggered so easily .”

After saying this, Ji Zhao gently patted the chair under him with his hand.The smooth chair gleaming with gemstones was put into his storage ring like this.He didn't even look at Tianjiao in front of him, and he didn't even say a few words of persuasion.He nodded slightly towards Luo Qingyu, then turned and walked towards his room.

Such a move made everyone startled slightly.The Tianjiao who was stopped by Luo Qingyu turned his wrist slightly, and said with some surprise: "Could it be that he is so confident that he will not trigger the death condition during the day?"

Fang He drooped his brows and eyes, and a bright smile rose from the corner of his mouth.Ji Zhao is naturally confident, because there is another key hint in his own hands.

The achievement of zero death is not an important indicator for Tiandao to assess them, which means that this condition is not the key.If you want to survive, you can drop this sentence.

Death conditions can not only threaten one's own life, but also the lives of others.Under the known death conditions, he is fully capable of inducing others to trigger the death conditions.

Ji Zhao didn't say this on purpose. First, saying it would make people feel uneasy and destroy the harmonious atmosphere right now.The second is to keep your hands.

According to Ji Zhao's character, Fang He can be imagined completely.If he finds that there are not many people at the door of his room at night.He will definitely watch those Tianjiao with cold eyes, breaking the rules of death one by one.Fang He felt that he had already figured out a lot about his own thoughts.

Fang He raised his gaze slightly, and scanned the faces of the people, and found that many of these people's faces were shaken.Obviously, the final result is more likely to be biased toward zero deaths.Regarding the legend of the prosperous age, Fang He firmly believed that Ji Zhao definitely had this strength.

He was about to close the door and lie down on the bed to sleep, but he felt a golden light in front of him.He raised his eyes slightly, and saw gold characters displayed in midair.The gold characters are quite short, only a simple sentence, but this sentence is full of profound meaning.

Fang He knocked lightly with the hand that was holding the door, and when all the Tianjiao looked over, he raised his eyes and said, "It's so early in the morning, why are all of them so big. Please come back, Tianjiao, after all. The brothel is doing business at night. During the day, we girls are all catching up on sleep."

As he spoke, Fang He dragged his voice, and his spiritual power suddenly flowed to his cheeks, mobilizing the blood on his cheeks.In the eyes of others, "Cuihua" lowered her eyes and said with a trembling expression: "After all, you guys are really too ruthless. The small bodies of us girls can't bear it at all."

His shy and timid appearance made everyone present feel much more at ease.Luo Qingyu took a light step forward, stood in front of Fang He, gently raised her hand, and pinned Fang He's hanging lock of hair behind Fang He's ear.When his fingers lightly touched Fang He's skin, the corners of Fang He's mouth twitched, trying to suppress his desire to jump up from the ground.

He heard the man in front of him roll his Adam's apple up and down, and a soft sound came out from the depths of his throat.He asked in a low voice: "This is the first time I've come to the Spring House, so I wonder if Miss Cuihua can tell me the news about the Spring House in detail. For example, what happened to the fight yesterday?"

"Douchunhui" was a word that Li Si, the old bustard, casually said yesterday. At that time, everyone thought it was an alias for the oiran election.But now that he knew about Tiandao's assessment mission, Luo Qingyu had a premonition that Spring Fighting would be a more critical time point.

Douchunhui, what is it?He doesn't know it himself!

Fang He froze for a moment, he raised his eyes and glanced in the air.Tiandao didn't know whether he was slow or purely watching his jokes, but he didn't give any hints.Fortunately, he looked sharply at the brothel girl who performed before him, supported her waist, and said gracefully to everyone:

"The Spring Festival is a major feature of the Spring Building. It is held every seven days. The person who wins the crown must be the most popular woman."

Held every seven days.Everyone memorized this time point.All their eyes fell on the woman in the brothel.This is the first time that the brothel girl has become the focus of everyone.

She stood up proudly. Although she was said something nice by this Cuihua yesterday, she was still unwilling that the other party actually took the title of Oiran.In her opinion, Cuihua's performance was really nonsense, and she didn't know what nonsense she said, but she was so fascinated by these arrogances in front of her, and she even didn't hesitate to spend a lot of money just to say a few words.

But now... well, she's the best!Thinking of this, the woman in the brothel gave Fang He a light look, intending to see some jealousy in his eyes.But who would have thought that when she was "crossing the knife", the other party actually looked at him with slightly bright eyes, and his eyes were full of naked admiration.

She had never seen Cuihua look at her like this!

The look in the eyes of the brothel woman was uncertain, but Fang He suddenly didn't notice it.There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he shouted softly: "Sister, you are amazing!"

Fang He's rainbow farts are very useful to the girls in the brothel, the corners of her mouth are slightly hooked, and now, she can be sure that Cuihua's brain is not very good.

With the explanation of the brothel girl, people have a relatively superficial understanding of Douchunhui, and even vaguely know other information about Chunselou.For example, during the daytime in the Spring Building, most of the people would not come out to act.After all, what they do is flesh and blood business.

After a brief explanation, the brothel girl yawned.She blinked lightly at Luo Qingyu, and said softly, "Young man, if you want to know something, you might as well chat with me at night. When the time comes, you can't talk about anything~"

As she spoke, the slender arms of the brothel woman landed on Luo Qingyu's shoulders, then slid down, and finally circled around his chest.Whether it's eyes or actions, it's just right.Fang He could clearly see Luo Qingyu's fascinated eyes.

Sure enough, it is professional!

Seeing that everyone's attention was completely attracted by the brothel woman, Fang He stepped back and closed the door.Once the door was closed, the sound was cut off a lot.He exhaled lightly, and walked to the bed without hesitation.

For some reason, his cultivation has not decreased, and even his spiritual power can be used normally.But the only thing is, he was sleepy.Last night, he fell asleep amidst the very good chanting.After getting up now, he still felt a little tired.

He just lay down and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, it was already dark.He was beaten up from the bed by Li Si.Li Si's voice sounded in his ear, saying:

"You little girl, you are still sleeping! Why are you sleeping! Hurry up, there is a young master who will point you out, and let you laugh!"

Fang He sat up from the bed in a daze, and saw a man sitting at the table.The breath on his body was cold, and his eyes fell on Fang He lightly.After seeing Fang He wake up, he reminded in a cold voice:

"The clothes are messed up!"

As soon as these four words came out, before Fang He could react, he saw a few big words flashing blood red in front of him——

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