My life is super hard, nothing is taboo/Ghost Shelter

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Qin Kun had gotten used to their existence long after meeting the saintesses of the Black Soul Sect.

It is pitiful to say that they are poor, and they have no choice because of their humble background.I can't even talk about being hateful, at least the saintess is purer than many women who are like snakes and scorpions.

Qin Kun said that it was ironic to ask ghosts to line up to play, but Alia was serious.

Then Qin Kun figured out something was wrong, she... seems to be able to cultivate with her ghost?

Glancing at Xu Tao, Qin Kun took him back, and said, "Alia, what about your sense of shame?"

"We just need to be devout and serve the true God, other things... don't need it."

"Aren't you afraid of dying?"

Alia smiled sweetly: "Of course!"

This is the scariest thing about the evil sticks, all of them are hob meat.They only insist on what they insist on, never caring whether these insistences are right or wrong in the eyes of the world, and dare to defend this insistence with their own lives and the lives of others.

"You are quite like a friend of mine. It's just that my friend is afraid of death." Qin Kun paused, "But I don't have time to spend time with you today. Tell me the location of the man with the white beard and the two sunglasses."

"So what if I don't tell you?" Alia smiled playfully.

The next moment, she saw a strange scene.

With a wave of Qin Kun's sleeves, countless silk threads covered his head, and with another wave, the surroundings were also surrounded by silk threads.They live in the silk thread, those silk threads are crystal clear, even colorful, if you look carefully, the inside is a world of its own!

Alia was amazed by Qin Kun's spell, and even more surprised that the thread that appeared after the spell was cast was actually bits and pieces of her journey.

As if... I was stripped naked...

Her past... her unbearable past... her scar-like past... and her happy times, happy years, all exposed.

Alia's eyes widened and her lips quivered several times.

As a "saint" in name, she doesn't care how shameful her identity is, she doesn't care about her body, because life is already like this, she has no choice, she has no privacy, but deep in her soul, she can hide She didn't want others to see her fragility or happiness. When this protective layer was about to be stripped away, Alia said, "Stop! Remove this spell, and I'll tell you!"

"I can see for myself." Qin Kun said indifferently.

Alia was anxious and even begged: "Mr. Qin... I have never begged anyone, please don't look at me today..."

The stronger the appearance, the more invulnerable to poison, there must be a corner of the heart that is very sensitive and fragile. Alia can't bargain with Qin Kun, she can only beg for mercy.

Qin Kun looked at her, and she even pointed to a silk thread and said, "Here...the place where Gushita and I met in the afternoon, I helped him cover up his breath, and used Shiva's kiss of Shiva..."

Qin Kun didn't care what kind of spell was used. The one that could make the three of them disappear under his nose was at least a top-down spell that deceived the five senses. He would not be able to understand it for a while.

Qin Kun didn't speak, Alia fell to the ground and kissed Qin Kun's instep: "They went to Bodh Gaya... Gushta felt that he was being watched along the way, so he asked me for help... He used to be a Brahmin here... ..."

The silk thread disappeared little by little, and Qin Kun returned to the temple. Alia knelt down on the ground, not daring to get up. Qin Kun lowered his head and asked, "You are not even afraid of death, why were you afraid just now?"

Alia didn't answer.

Qin Kun smiled and said: "Okay, I will save my dignity and face for you. But you have wasted so much of my time, so you have to come with me. After you find that old man with white beard, we will clean up."

After speaking, Qin Kun left with his hands behind his back.

……

6 hours and it was dark.

Tu Yong rushed over from Delhi. He and Rahal had been waiting for Qin Kun at the gate of the temple for a long time.

"Rahal...how can you bring Qin Kun to such a place?"

Tu Yong frowned.

After all, Qin Kun is still his friend, so why not come here for fun? What are you doing?Figure beauty?

One night of lust, the next day the whole temple is full of brothers-in-law, I feel ashamed!Qin Kun has status, will he like it?

Rahal dissatisfied: "Boss Qin chose it himself."

"Nonsense! I know Qin Kun's character well. Although he doesn't look serious, his character is absolutely fine. At least he's not a hungry ghost..."

Tu Yong said halfway, when he saw Qin Kun and Alia come out side by side, and Alia was a small bird, Rahal squinted and interrupted him: "The hungry ghost and the saint in color came out of the temple ..."

Tu Yong was speechless.

Open the door, get in the car.

Not only did Qin Kun come up, he even beckoned for Alia to come up too.

Tu Yong's face was not very good-looking, his background and cultivation, and people who disagreed with Alia's status in his heart got into the car.The car is a private space, at least in his private space, such people are not allowed to enter and defile.

Seeing other people in the car, Alia suddenly lowered her head: "I'll go by train, Mr. Qin, don't worry, I won't break my promise."

"Aren't you coming up? We just happened to be together." Qin Kun wondered.

The car is a top luxury business car, Tu Yong's standard car.

Alia touched the car door, then withdrew her hand, dodged her eyes for no reason, and covered it with a smile: "I've never been in such a good car, it will get dirty."

Alia smiled, her surroundings lost color, even the well-informed Tu Yong was slightly taken aback.He dared to bet that the other party's smile was different from any woman in a radius of ten miles, it was an indescribable beauty.

But Tu Yong appreciates her self-knowledge even more.

Qin Kun grabbed Alia's hand for the first time and helped her up.

"It is true that cars can get dirty, and so can the world, but if people's hearts are clean, other things will be as dirty as they are."

At this moment, Alia's embarrassing expression suddenly disappeared with a simple sentence, and Tu Yong's previous dissatisfied eyes gradually retracted. He reflected for a moment, and then greeted politely: "Hello, I am Qin Kun's friend , Tu Yong, is a businessman, doing business in Delhi."

Alia was flattered, then, poised.

"Hello, my name is Alia, I am a temple prostitute, practicing in Lucknow."

"Welcome." Tu Yong was polite.

"Thank you." Alia bowed slightly.

The car started, and Rahal had just regained his senses at this moment.

There were only four people in the car, but Boss Qin was like a magic needle in the sea. For some reason, it seemed that with his presence, the whole world was infected with beauty and harmony.

There is no caste hierarchy, no filth and darkness, only the free communication between friends.

Rahal sighed in his heart. What he didn't tell Tu Yong was: he is also a practitioner, but it seems that compared with Qin Kun, the difference in realm is not 01:30 points.

Driving all the way from Lucknow, the atmosphere in the car was not restrained. Alia found that although Qin Kun was strong, he was easy to get along with and respected enough.

So, as a local, she took the initiative to explain.

The villages and cities, rivers and mountains, cultural history, and places of interest along the way, Alia talked about it in a calm manner, and Qin Kun kept nodding. Can't help but nod her head, in fact, despite Alia's identity, she is actually a good-looking and qualified tour guide.

"Varanasi is ahead. Mr. Qin should be very familiar with it?" Alia raised the topic at the right time. After all, Qin Kun's accent is that of Varanasi.

Qin Kun smiled slightly: "Rahal is familiar, his hometown is here, I only know that there is a Ganges bath here."

Rahal, the driver, smiled and said, "If I didn't fall out with my family, I can send a guard of honor to welcome you today."

A carload of people laughing, having fun, bragging, showing off the past, nothing more.

The car didn't stop, and Rahal's hometown finally had the appearance of Indian movies in Qin Kun's impression. Although he couldn't drive along the river bank, he could still see the magnificent scenery in the river with his sky eyes.

At night, there are lights, people worshiping and bathing, and there is also a procession to pay homage to the dead. The dead are pushed into the Ganges River on a raft surrounded by long-burning lights. It is said that they can bathe in the holy river and moonlight and gain eternal life.

Continue southwest.

Almost overnight, they finally stopped in a small town.

Bodh Gaya.

After Qin Kun stepped on this land, he, who is sensitive to the earth, has already discovered that the land here is different from other places.

Pure, surging, hard and continuous.

This is not the feeling of trampling the land, but the fluctuation of spiritual power.

Mountains run on the ground, and Qi moves underground. This is Qin Kun's first impression of "Qi".

"They actually came here..."

There are four holy places in Buddhism, and this is one of them.

Bodh Gaya, the center of the Buddhist Saha world, is known as the hardest place!

There are four kalpas in Buddhism. The establishment, continuation, and destruction of one world are transformed into the establishment, continuation, and destruction of another world.

There is a saying in Buddhism that 'King Kong is not bad', among which Bodh Gaya is the 'place of not bad'!

The Buddha's enlightenment is here. At that time, after he became a Buddha under a bodhi tree, this place became a world by itself. 'Forget it, in short, with the blessing of Buddhism for countless years, this place has become a holy place that Buddhists most yearn for, not one of them!

"Rahal." Qin Kun called out.

"What's the matter, Boss Qin?"

"You and Tu Yong are free to move around."

"Ah? Oh...but what if you meet that man in sunglasses?"

Qin Kun's eyes twitched: "You should have no problem protecting Tu Yong, right?"

Tu Yong was taken aback: "Him?"

Rahal seemed to be seen through, pursed his mouth, and said nothing.

Qin Kun said: "At least delay the time, I will come in time."

Rahal's temperament changed suddenly, and he said seriously: "Leave it to me, Boss Tu."

"Well. I'm going for a walk with Alia, so don't follow me."

The four parted ways.

Bodh Gaya is a holy place, but not very prosperous.

There are many pedestrians on the street, as well as many believers. There are many street stalls, many walls are carved with Buddha statues, and there are monks meditating and practicing under the walls.

Everyone had solemn expressions, and there were also happy and curious tourists. Qin Kun was also affected by this emotion, but what surprised him was that for the first time he found that he could not absorb spiritual power from the earth!

"Is it so hard...doesn't give me any spiritual power?"

In the case that the Kunlun bones were not functioning, the bone-cleaning exercise has been continuously washing the bones and muscles. Although the effect has been negligible until now, it still has a perception and echo with the world of Zhou Tian. However, after stepping here, Qin Kun found a little Spiritual power is also lost.

All the spiritual power here poured into a certain direction, as if it was stabilizing the place.

"Where is that over there?"

"The Vajra Seat, the Pagoda of Great Enlightenment, and the Bodhi Tree are all over there. Which direction are you talking about?" Aliya asked.

They came from the northwest, and the direction Qin Kun pointed to contained too many historical sites.

At that time, Sakyamuni practiced here for six years, and this large area was where he set foot. There are also many eminent Buddhist monks who have enlightened here.

Qin Kun couldn't feel the specific direction, so he could only sigh.

I'm afraid that the spiritual power in this area has been kept in captivity. It is not without reason that it is called the 'hardest place'.

Among the tourists around, the spiritual power fluctuations of many monks have already appeared. Qin Kun can feel that they are at least as good as first-class ghost hunters, but they still look devout and solemn, and don't care about world affairs. These monks, look I don't know how much painstaking effort and energy I spent in order to realize that moment.

"Buddha is an enlightened person, and cultivating Buddha means cultivating the moment of enlightenment."

Alia explained to Qin Kun.

Qin Kun was not ashamed to ask: "What is enlightenment?"

"Buddha said that the world is false, it is a dream, and awakening is enlightenment."

Alia's explanation is simple and incisive.

Dream bubbles?

Qin Kun has heard of this concept.

"Zhuangzi also said so."

Qin Kun thought of his Xiaoyao Formation, and replied.

Alia didn't seem to have heard of Zhuangzi's name, so she didn't answer, but someone next to him answered: "That's different! Zhuangzi said he dreamed of a butterfly, but he didn't know that he had become a butterfly in his dream, but the butterfly was in his dream." Be yourself. But the Buddha knew that all this was a dream, because the Buddha woke up!"

Near Dajue Pagoda, Qin Kun turned to look at the speaker.

The man had a serious face, but his two eyeballs stared in different directions. After clasping his palms together, he looked like an eminent monk, but his eyes were really a bit of a downer.

After seeing the monk's appearance clearly, Qin Kun was shocked.

shit...

"Fohai?! How did you get here?"