Yan Shiyi was making a ruckus here, so let's not talk about the main topic for now.
However, the Buddha Wisdom Painting had gone down the mountain overnight because of the theft of the Great Master's golden body. Although she was blind, her heart was not. Not only could she see the path ahead, but she could also see right and wrong.
Right and wrong, karma was wrapped in many layers.
Fei Yue Qingchen had found a maid for her. It was neither too early nor too late. It was too easy to arouse suspicion. Even she herself could not believe it.
Because she could not believe it, she had to find the truth.
She first arrived at Cibida City. She had been here before and was no stranger to it. However, because of the Infernal Hell's attack, the city was very chaotic. In addition, no one recognized her, so the city guards thought she was a normal human and arrested her, locking her up in the Public Order Bureau's prison.
After the Rakshasa and Asura Races left the sea of bitterness, they slowly formed a stable society. They also learned from the human race, and this Public Order Bureau was one of them.
However, it was not so complicated for them. The Public Order Bureau was in charge of law and order, solving cases, trials, and punishments. It was a combination of many government departments.
One day after the Buddha Wisdom Painting had been locked up for more than half a month, a person entered. He was a pure-blooded human, about forty or fifty years old, with a handlebar mustache and a pair of shrewd eyes.
This person was called Zhuang Qi. He was the only human slave trader in the Asura Realm. Because he even sold humans, he was accepted by the Asura Realm's enemy faction, and his business was flourishing.
The jailer followed behind him. He pointed at the Wisdom Buddha Painting and said something with a "wa ah wu ah" sound.
"This is the woman you were talking about?" He widened his shrewd eyes and stared at the Buddha Wisdom Painting. "With this kind of beauty, you dare ask me for four hundred taels of silver?"
The jailer glared at him, and said a few more words, which seemed to be threatening him.
The Buddha Wisdom Painting was blind, but not blind. When she had traveled the Divine Great Land, she had seen all kinds of people. Not only was her heart not blind, but she also cultivated "Zen Listening". She couldn't understand the Shura language that the jailer used, but she could clearly hear Zhuang Qi's thoughts.
"This woman looks mediocre at first glance, but she has a unique charm about her that makes me want to look at her again. It's really strange. It's just four hundred taels of silver. I'll just give it to him. It shouldn't be a problem to sell her for two thousand taels of silver back to the human world."
The Buddha Wisdom Painting was secretly amused. Then, he realized that he could not communicate with the other races, and could not reveal his identity. Being trapped here forever was not a solution, so he might as well borrow his strength to escape. Moreover, this person was a slave trader, so he might know something. Thinking of this, she closed her eyes and continued to cultivate.
"Four hundred taels. Here, it's yours. Open it quickly!"
As for Zhuang Qi, the more he looked at the Wisdom Buddha Painting, the more he felt that this woman was extraordinary. His heart itched and he was prepared to bring her back to experience it for himself. He immediately handed over the Heaven Mystic Stone and asked the jailer to open the cell door. He took out the special handcuffs and shackles to lock the Prajna Buddha Painting.
The Prajna Buddha Painting did not struggle and allowed him to lock it. It followed him out of the cell and came outside.
After walking for a while, Zhuang Qi's heart suddenly jumped. This slave was obedient, but why was he not saying a word? Was he a mute? He hurriedly looked back and saw that the Prajna Buddha Painting had also opened its eyes to look at him. With one look, he was instantly filled with regret. "You, you're actually blind!"
"The Buddha Painting was born blind," said the Prajna Buddha Painting.
"No, I want a refund!" Zhuang Qi only felt that he had been tricked. He tugged at the chain to return, but unexpectedly, it did not budge. He was stunned and turned back to glare at the Prajna Buddha Painting. "We're all humans, I advise you not to seek trouble for yourself!" As he said this, he used even more strength to tug, but it still did not budge.
"You!" He glared fiercely.
"Benefactor, the Buddha Painting is not a slave," said the Prajna Buddha Painting.
Zhuang Qi said angrily, "Then, then why did the jailer lie to me and say that you're an escaped slave?"
The Prajna Buddha Painting said, "I was originally cultivating at Bodhi Temple, but because I didn't understand the language, they thought I was some kind of thief and locked me up. This time, I still have to thank benefactor for saving me. "
"You?" Zhuang Qi was so angry that he laughed. "Although I don't know how to cultivate, I know that Bodhi Temple does not accept women. Why do you have to lie to me like this? Seeing that we're both humans, I'll buy you for four hundred taels. You'll return with me and be my servant girl to warm my bed. You're lucky that others want to serve you, but your Master Zhuang doesn't even give them the chance. "
He thought that if she was blind, then so be it. At worst, she would stay by his side. As he said this, he changed his mind and changed direction, dragging the Prajna Buddha Painting away.
The Prajna Buddha Painting came from the Willow Forest Monastery and was worshipped like a god wherever she went. This was the first time she was treated as a servant girl to warm his bed. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Suddenly, for some reason, she broke free from the shackles and grabbed one end of the chain.
Somehow, the chain landed on Zhuang Qi's body.
Just as Zhuang Qi was about to lead her away, he suddenly felt his hands empty. The shackles had locked onto him. He couldn't help but be shocked and frightened. "You, you, you demoness, what are you doing?"
The Prajna Buddha Painting pulled him away, then suddenly stopped and said gently, "I still need benefactor to lead the way."
"Lead the way? Lead what way?" Zhuang Qi asked in fear.
The Prajna Buddha Painting said, "To benefactor's house."
"My, my house isn't in Cibida City …" Zhuang Qi was still terrified. He knew that the demoness was going to go to his house and swallow him whole.
The Prajna Buddha Painting heard his thoughts and thought that he had to explain, so it said softly, "Benefactor, do you often feel tired, weak in the waist and legs, accompanied by dizziness and ringing in the ears?"
"You, how do you know?" Zhuang Qi asked in bewilderment.
"This is caused by the disorder of the five elements in the human body." The Prajna Buddha Painting said, "I am not a man-eating demoness. I am very grateful that you saved me this time. Even though I can't warm benefactor's bed, I can help benefactor adjust the five elements and get rid of this old illness."
Zhuang Qi wanted to laugh when he heard her say "warm the bed" so seriously, but he didn't dare to. Now that he thought about it, if she was a demoness, why would she be locked up in that loosely guarded prison? His mind calmed down and he said, "Benefactor, benefactor, it really doesn't sound like you're a demoness."
But he was still very doubtful. "But can you really do it? I spent a lot of money to find a doctor from the Medicine King Hospital, but they can't treat me well. "
"Of course." The Prajna Buddha Painting said, "But after this, I still need benefactor to do me a favor."
Zhuang Qi said, "Alright, if you can really help me, let alone one favor, even if it's many, I, Zhuang Qi, will not hesitate."
As he said this, he led the Prajna Buddha Painting to his temporary lodgings. After two days, his old illness was indeed cured. He immediately worshipped the Prajna Buddha Painting like a god.
In these two days, the Prajna Buddha Painting had more or less grasped Zhuang Qi's situation. Seeing that the time was right, he told him the reason for his trip down the mountain.
Zhuang Qi listened and patted his chest, promising, "I will definitely help Great Master Buddha Painting find out the origin of that slave."
As he said this, there was a commotion outside. He ran to the window and saw a large number of Rakshasas rushing towards the city gate for some reason.
He didn't know what was happening, but he couldn't suppress his curiosity, so he said to the Prajna Buddha Painting, "Great Master Buddha Painting, I will go take a look and come back to report."
As he said this, he left. Not long after, he turned around and kept fanning himself with his hands, muttering, "Ai ai, it's so crowded, so hot …" He poured a large bowl of water and drank it before saying to the Prajna Buddha Painting, "Great Master Buddha Painting, I went to take a look and found that the harbor is full. What do you think happened?"
The Prajna Buddha Painting didn't care much, only saying, "I don't deserve the title of Great Master, benefactor can just call me Buddha Painting."
"Don't, you're a living Bodhisattva, I'm afraid of shortening my lifespan."
After Zhuang Qi finished, he said excitedly, "It's the Asura race's ships. They've occupied the harbor, and there are about a hundred of them. They're all half gold and half black, half gold and half red, half red and half black … There's still more coming from behind. I found out that they're using the celestial world to enter the human world from the Nine Heavens Hanging River. They're finally going to war! "
The Prajna Buddha Painting frowned and said, "The people are suffering, and war will cause many to lose their homes. It's the source of people's suffering."
Zhuang Qi said disapprovingly, "These are the sources of my business. They're suffering, but I've become rich. "
The Prajna Buddha Painting sighed softly, closed her eyes, and didn't say anything else.
Zhuang Qi thought she was displeased and hurriedly said, "Great Master, even if I don't do it, others will."
The Prajna Buddha Painting said, "Those Asuras, who are they going to fight in the human world?"
Zhuang Qi was stunned, then said, "I saw their insignia, they're from the Dragon Subduing Cult. As for who they're going to fight, it's hard to say."
"Hard to say?" The Prajna Buddha Painting said.
Zhuang Qi had lived in the Asura Realm for a long time and knew some secrets, so she said, "Back then, the Dragon Subduing Cult betrayed the Bodhi Temple and established the Dragon Subduing Cult. He claimed that one day, he would slaughter everyone in Buluo City. Unfortunately, he returned in failure many times, and the Dragon Subduing Cult was even killed in a battle. Without the Dragon Subduing Cult now, it's hard to say if the Dragon Subduing Cult would still dare to attack Buluo City. "
The Prajna Buddha Painting thought of the theft of the golden body half a month ago. From the looks of it now, that might be the cause. She said, "Why does the Dragon Subduing Cult hate Buluo City?"
Zhuang Qi's eyes widened, and she said in disbelief, "Didn't Great Master say that you're cultivating in the Bodhi Temple? You should know these things better than me!"
The Prajna Buddha Painting said, "Buddha Painting came to the temple less than a year ago."
"I see." Zhuang Qi came to a realization and explained, "Great Master, you should know about it. Back then, the Great Master Bodhi risked his life to save the Asura Realm and extinguished the Golden Crow True Flames that were said to be undying. Hehe, the Golden Crow True Flames were set down by the ancestor of Buluo City. It burned for thousands of years before it was extinguished by the Great Master. The Asura Realm's foreign races hate Buluo City even more than the human race. After that, the will of the Great Master Bodhi was inherited by many people, including the human race, the Asura race, and the Rakshasa race. This Dragon Subduing Cult is the Asura of the Asura race. Although he inherited the will of the Asura Realm, the hatred in his heart was not extinguished. After he mastered the technique, he openly betrayed the Asura Realm. "
He smiled proudly and said, "The betrayal of the Dragon Subduing Cult is the root cause of the endless wars in the Asura Realm. I can struggle to survive and get rich at the same time. Speaking of which, I have to thank him."
The Prajna Buddha Painting closed her eyes again and said, "Thank you for explaining. I'll have to trouble you with that matter."
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