The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 271 Setting an Example
Quanzhou, Fujian.

Shaolin Temple.

Wang Hai dismounted from his horse and walked quickly to the mountain gate.

The monk in charge of reception had been waiting at the door. When he saw Wang Hai, he hurried forward and bowed.

"donor."

Wang Hai nodded.

"Where is Master Yongjie?"

"The host is in the side hall and has been waiting for you for many days."

The monk in charge of reception extended his hand and invited him.

"Please come with me."

Then he took Wang Hai into the mountain gate, passed through several corridors, and arrived at a secluded side hall.

The monk in charge of reception put his hands together, bowed, and left without saying anything more.

When Wang Hai stepped into the door, he saw that there was not a single object in the side hall. There was only an empty bluestone floor with a faint gleam of water on it. It looked clean.

In the center of the side hall, Yongjie was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his upper body naked, revealing his scarred, strong and muscular body. He was frowning, slowly twisting his Buddhist beads, and muttering something.

The muscles on the left side of the chest bulge, forming a lifelike face of a beautiful woman. The expression is also like that of a permanent severance, with a furrowed brow and lips constantly moving.

Wang Hai didn't rush to speak.

Looking at Yongjie's posture, although no one knows what martial arts he is practicing, it is obvious that he has reached a critical moment.

He and Li Miao had a personal relationship, so they were half friends, so Wang Hai couldn't just wake Yongjie up. But he didn't leave, just stood there, secretly trying to read Yongjie's lips.

Wang Hai is a wolf cub raised by Li Miao. No matter how close Li Miao appears to be with others, he will lie at Li Miao's feet, scanning the opponent's vital points with a cold gaze, ready to take a bite at any time.

It was natural for him to spy on the technique that Yongjie was practicing. If it were Mei Qinghe, he would have turned away to avoid suspicion and would not come in until Yongjie had finished practicing.

"Sitting cross-legged on the Vajra Seat, his spine is as straight as a snowy mountain."

"The seven chakras generate bright spots, burning away the cocoons of ignorance..."

Wang Hai muttered to himself.

"It seems like a method to remove poison, but..."

Wang Hai cast his gaze towards the beautiful face on Yongjie’s chest.

"When the three karmas are purified, the dharma realm becomes cool and pure."

"May all sentient beings in this defiled world ascend to the Lotus Land together."

"The formula that Yongjie recites is different from the formula that the Miao King's face on his chest recites."

"I haven't become a celestial being yet, so I can't see through his energy flow. But these two sets of formulas, one is for removing poison, and the other is for calming the mind, and both faces grow on one person, how can they be recited at the same time?"

"Two minds at once? No, that's not right."

"Multitasking is distracting, and can only be used for martial arts techniques, not internal energy. Running two sets of formulas at the same time means that there are two streams of true energy running through his body. Logically, he should have gone crazy immediately."

"The face on his chest should just be an illusion created by the bulging muscles. But looking at the posture, it seems like there are two people practicing internal energy at the same time."

"Shaolin...it turns out that it has a solid foundation."

Wang Hai thought to himself.

Suddenly, Yongjie frowned.

"puff--"

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood, which stained the ground and immediately emitted white smoke.

Wang Hai looked closely and found that a big hole suddenly appeared on the bluestone slab. The blood was boiling in the hole and was constantly eroding downwards.

When the white smoke emitted by the poisonous blood reached Wang Hai, Wang Hai suddenly felt his true energy agitated. He quickly stepped back a few steps and waved his palm to disperse the smoke.

"What a vicious poison!"

Wang Hai frowned.

"I have the poisonous insect given by my fourth sister in my body, as well as the love poison that is related to her life. There are not many poisons in the world that are effective against me. The smoke coming out of this poisonous blood can actually cause the true energy in my body to surge."

At this moment, he also understood why there were no objects in the room.

The furniture these days is all made of wood. If it is stained with the white smoke emitted by the poisonous blood, the poison will seep into the texture and it will probably become a poisoned weapon.

Not to mention using it to hit people, even if someone held it in their hands for a long time, the toxins would probably seep into the body through the pores and cause death.

After Yongjie spat out the poisonous blood, he first shook his head, then slowly opened his eyes and looked at Wang Hai who was standing at the door.

"..."

Wang Hai clenched his hands, paused, and took a half step back.

"murderous look!"

"Shaolin is going to turn against us!? No, that's not right!"

"This is not his murderous intent, but..."

Wang Hai stared at the Miao King’s face on Yongjie’s chest.

“It’s this thing!”

"What the hell is this, two souls in one body? No wonder there are rumors that he practices evil skills! He even has murderous aura, can this thing still be considered flesh and blood!?"

"It's like there's another person growing on my chest!"

Wang Hai was secretly on guard, ready to turn around and escape at any time, but suddenly he heard Yongjie let out a long sigh.

"Donor Wang... excuse me for making fun of you."

He slowly stood up, picked up the cassock that was under his body and put it on, covering the face of the Miao King, and then he let out a long breath. "It's been a long time since I last saw Lord Li... How is he doing recently?"

Wang Hai smiled when he saw that Yongjie had no hostility.

"Everything is fine, Envoy Zhenfu. He told us about the Master a few days ago, saying that he wanted to invite you to a small gathering at Hengshan last time, but you declined. It's a pity."

After hearing this, Yongjie laughed.

"I have worked with Lord Li for a while. Given his personality, he certainly wouldn't be so polite."

"He should have said that this bald donkey was ungrateful and shameless, and he didn't know what he was doing in the temple."

Wang Hai smiled and did not answer.

Yongjie sighed and shook his head slowly.

"It's not that I don't want to meet Lord Li, but I don't dare to meet my old friend in this state."

"If Lord Li were here in person, I'm afraid he would punch me in the face a few times and then forcibly dig this face out of my chest before he would stop."

"But I'm afraid I can't avoid it this time."

Yongjie's face became serious.

"I have heard that the Jinyiwei have come out to invite heroes from all over the world to gather at Songshan. I waited for a long time in the temple before Mr. Wang arrived."

Wang Hai also put away his smile.

"For a heritage like Shaolin, it is natural that we cannot send a deputy thousand or hundred households here. Besides, my governor also has something to bring to your temple."

"Oh?"

Yongjie said slowly.

"I wonder if Master Li has any message for Shaolin?"

Wang Hai walked slowly to Yongjie.

"How many celestial beings are hidden in Shaolin?"

Yongjie frowned.

"What does Lord Li mean?"

Wang Hai waved his hand.

"Master, don't be wary. This is not a test."

"When Ji Tianrui attacked your temple, she had already faintly sensed the presence of the master in the Sutra Library, and she also informed my pacification envoy of this matter."

"And given the temperament of my pacification envoy, he would not bother to test me with words."

Yongjie nodded.

Indeed, with Li Miao's personality, if he wanted to attack Shaolin because of the matter of heaven and man, he would have come directly to the door long ago and would not have sent Wang Hai to say this.

"What the pacification envoy meant is that there are already many celestial beings in the world today."

"But, most of the seven priests who escaped from Shuntian Prefecture were evil. The Sword King Pavilion is both good and evil, and the Duan Clan of Dali has not yet figured out the path."

"As my governor said, there are so many celestial beings, but they only care about cultivating 'heaven', and few of them are 'human'."

"In this world, we can't just rely on the rules of my pacification commissioner to get by."

Wang Hai said slowly.

"Rules are the bottom line, but above the bottom line, there must be a celestial being to set an example of righteousness and raise the morale of the underworld."

"Master Xingchi has accumulated reputation for Shaolin over the past hundred years, and you have a personal relationship with the governor."

"The only example of the righteous path is Shaolin."

After saying that, Wang Hai slowly stepped back a few steps, cleared his throat, and spoke loudly.

"The Jinyiwei Northern Pacification Division Pacification Commissioner, Lord Li Miao, has issued an order."

“Order the Shaolin Abbot Yongjie to bring the celestial beings in the temple to Songshan to participate in this grand event!”

Yongjie was silent for a moment.

Raise your hands in front of you and slowly put them together.

"Shaolin, I obey your orders."

Wang Hai said no more, bowed, turned around and was about to leave.

Halfway through the journey, he suddenly turned around.

"Oh, by the way, there is one thing. It's not what my governor meant, but I just want to ask you personally."

Yongjie nodded.

"Please speak, benefactor."

Wang Hai said with a smile.

"Has anyone from Shaolin sent an invitation recently? The kind made of gold foil, without the location and purpose written on it?"

Yongjie shook his head.

"Never."

Wang Hai smiled suddenly.

"In this case, it seems that this group of people are not that confident."

"Then I will not bother you any more. On August 15th, I will wait for the Shaolin Master to arrive on Mount Song."

After that, he turned around and left.

(End of this chapter)