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As for what happened in the inn, Zhao Ke wasn't clear, but he did hear the piercing scream of despair.

However, Zhao Ke had lost interest in Bear. But thinking about how much excitement Bear would feel when he found out that he had eaten bear meat, would it drive him crazy?

Thinking about this, Zhao Ke felt a little anticipation.

According to the innkeeper, Zhao Ke left the city and headed to Xiangshan Temple on the north slope. Along the way, Zhao Ke inquired a bit and saw passers-by giving him knowing smiles, pointing him in the right direction.

Walking up the mountain path, a temple gate soon appeared in front of Zhao Ke, but it was completely different from what he had imagined.

Originally, according to the innkeeper, Xiangshan Temple was a romantic place, even if it didn't have various colorful lanterns hanging like in TV dramas, there should at least be a few girls standing outside to receive guests.

However, what Zhao Ke saw was completely different from what he had imagined.

Only a simple temple gate stood in front of him, with an incense burner emitting smoke inside, and Zhao Ke could even hear the chanting inside.

Walking a bit further, a Buddha statue with hands clasped in front appeared, solemn and dignified, evoking respect.

"Could it be that the innkeeper deceived me?"

The temple in front of him was completely different from the sensual place mentioned by the innkeeper. Zhao Ke couldn't help but suspect whether the innkeeper was deliberately deceiving him. Seeing this, Zhao Ke felt a bit disappointed. He just wanted to see what ancient brothels were like, but ended up making this trip in vain.

"Is the benefactor here to burn incense?"

Just as Zhao Ke was about to turn around and leave, an old nun quickly approached. The old nun looked to be in her fifties, with a kind and gentle expression. In her right hand, she held a thick book, and in her left hand, a pen.

"Um, yes."

Asked by the old nun like this, Zhao Ke felt a bit embarrassed. He couldn't say that he came to solicit prostitutes. If he really said that, Zhao Ke doubted whether he would be kicked out.

"Great virtue, benefactor, this Xiangshan Temple has been around for some years. We are planning to renovate it. Why not donate some money for incense oil, and in the future, this humble nun will light a lamp in front of the Buddha for the benefactor."

Hearing this, Zhao Ke couldn't help but smirk. These words sounded so familiar, as if monks in certain tourist spots in real life also said the same. It was really the same old routine.

Reaching behind his back, he took out the remaining silver from his purse, about three or two, which he hadn't been able to spend after the innkeeper had been treating him to food and drinks and even waived the room fee. Zhao Ke didn't value this small amount of silver.

If nothing unexpected happened, he planned to return to reality later. In reality, this type of silver was only worth about a hundred yuan.

"Nun, please don't mind the small amount. Consider it a token of appreciation."

"Goodness, goodness."

The old nun took the silver, weighed it in her hand, estimating it to be a little over three or two. Now that the price of rice had risen to 40 wen per dou and a cow was only worth three or two silver, this money was enough for an ordinary family to eat for half a year.

Immediately, the old nun's face lit up with joy, her eyes almost narrowed to slits. Without asking Zhao Ke's name, she quickly picked up the pen and wrote a few strokes in the register.

"Benefactor, this way, please."

Seeing the enthusiasm of the old nun, Zhao Ke originally wanted to refuse, but he couldn't resist her warmth. After a second thought, he decided that he wasn't lacking in time and simply went in to take a look.

"Benefactor, please stay here tonight."

The old nun led Zhao Ke into a room. Zhao Ke took a look and found that the room was quite nice, obviously a well-decorated guest room.

"Achiu!"

At this moment, Zhao Ke smelled a strong fragrance of orchids, making him sneeze. Turning his head, he saw a female nun walking in at some point.

With her loose monk's robe, every step she took would lift the hem of her clothes, revealing half of her white and smooth thighs, barely concealed under the robe. She wasn't wearing anything under the robe.

"Benefactor, please have some tea."

The female nun held a tray of tea water, crouching down to offer it to Zhao Ke. With a lift of her hands, she pulled up her robe, revealing a pair of delicate, white feet, adorned with butterfly tattoos the size of thumbs.

Looking at the nun's face again, with her round and well-defined chin, large eyes, thin eyebrows, and cherry lips, she was a standard beauty, even without hair, she still looked charming and enchanting.

With a slight blink of her eyes, her flirtatious gaze was captivating, and the small mole on her lips, coupled with her pink lips, made it hard to look away.

"How interesting!"

Originally thought to be deceived by the innkeeper, Zhao Ke didn't expect this.

"Benefactor, please have some tea."

Lost in thought, Zhao Ke didn't reach out to take it. Seeing this, the female nun thought that Zhao Ke was captivated by her and covered her mouth with a smile, leaning forward almost to the point of pressing against Zhao Ke's chest. Her voice was alluring, as if trying to seduce him.

If it were an ordinary singing hall girl, Zhao Ke wouldn't have thought much about it, but seeing a coquettish female nun, coupled with her shiny bald head, adding a few points of allure to an already seductive woman, Zhao Ke couldn't help but feel a bit stimulated.

But amidst the stimulation, Zhao Ke became more alert. He hadn't forgotten where he was, and the lesson of Li Hongbing's experience was still fresh in his mind. How could Zhao Ke completely relax?

Seeing this, Zhao Ke reached out to take the tea but then casually placed it aside, as if he didn't intend to drink it.

However, the female nun suddenly took the tea back into her own embrace and said, "Benefactor, is the tea too hot? Should I feed it to you instead?"

As she spoke, the female nun was about to offer the tea, but as soon as the water was raised in front of Zhao Ke, he raised his eyebrows and sneezed directly at the nun's face, spraying tea leaves and saliva all over her.

"Sorry, I'm allergic to pollen."

But the female nun, drenched in tea, was at a loss for words for a moment. Neither laughing nor angry, her mouth twitched a few times. Although she tried to conceal it, the venomous look in her eyes, hidden deep inside, was seen by Zhao Ke in an instant.

The old nun on the side immediately waved her hand to signal her to step back, with a slightly apologetic expression on her face: "Guest, please don't worry. There will be singing and dancing to entertain everyone at tonight's banquet. Please rest for a while now, and you will surely enjoy yourself tonight."

"You're too kind, too kind," Zhao Ke forced a smile, waving his hands repeatedly, being polite.

After a few polite words from the old nun, she led the young nun out. As they stepped out of the room, the young nun's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Glancing sideways at Zhao Ke's room, she slightly opened her red lips, and a long, slender tongue slipped out of her mouth, "slurping" to lick off the tea leaves and saliva from her face. She wiped her mouth with a smile and followed the old nun out with large strides.

"Interesting!"

After seeing off the two nuns, Zhao Ke sat back on the chair. The embarrassed expression on his face gradually faded away, his eyes half closed, fingers lightly tapping on the table. He recalled the cold eyes of the young nun from earlier, suddenly becoming alert, thinking to himself, "It seems that this place is not so innocent."

After resting for a while, someone lightly knocked on his door, calling him to the main hall to attend the evening banquet.

As he stepped out of the room, Zhao Ke noticed some neatly dressed merchants coming out of their rooms one after another. At first glance, there were quite a few people, but they had all been resting in their rooms before.

Walking side by side with someone, Zhao Ke's eyes swept over and smiled at him, showing a smile that all men understood. When everyone had taken their seats in the main hall, a fat man with a big belly sat next to Zhao Ke, his eyes wandering around the nuns, his eyes going straight.

The white thighs flashed in front of his eyes, but upon closer inspection, they were covered by the monk's robe. Every nun who served food and poured tea was dignified and graceful, but they also gave you a flirtatious glance from time to time, making people itch.

After the dishes were served, the old nun sitting at the head stood up, clasping her hands together: "Namo Amitabha Buddha, tonight's banquet is to thank all the benefactors. The temple has nothing else to offer, so we can only ask the nuns in the temple to perform a dance for everyone."

With that, the old nun waved her hand, and a row of nuns in monk robes walked up, each holding prayer beads and clasping their hands together.

"Clap, clap..."

As the nuns lifted their legs, their long white legs were exposed from under the wide monk robes, and their delicate hands gently caressed the thighs of the nuns next to them.

The fingers slowly lifted upwards, making everyone stare wide-eyed, each focusing on the fingers moving upwards.

"Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap..."

The figures in front of them overlapped, and only slender and boneless palms gently slapped on the creamy thighs, agile and powerful, making people dizzy.

"Rip!"

As the monk robes were torn apart, the pink bellybands underneath were stretched, and the slender and powerful waists twisted together, the shiny heads not only did not make the dance lose its charm, but added a touch of demonic sensuality.

At first, Zhao Ke found it interesting to watch, but for some reason, the more he watched, the dizzier he felt, and he had a vague feeling that the figures in front of him were gradually becoming heavier.

"Clap, clap, clap..."

The sound of clapping in his ears became faster and faster, and Zhao Ke felt as if his whole body was floating, becoming light and airy.

Vaguely, he saw a figure approaching him, and Zhao Ke didn't pay attention at first, but when he sniffed, Zhao Ke's mind suddenly tensed, and the sinister eyes flashed in Zhao Ke's mind, thinking to himself, "It's her!"

Suddenly, Zhao Ke's heart trembled, a sense of danger surged up, and his consciousness instantly became much clearer.

"Huff, huff..."

At this moment, Zhao Ke felt warmth by his ear, and the rosy wet lips gently touched his earlobe, softly murmuring, "Guest, is the service comfortable for you?"

As she spoke, Zhao Ke felt his body tightening, as if he was being wrapped up by something, and the red lips gradually moved from his cheek to his forehead.

"Comfortable!"

Although Zhao Ke's eyes were closed, he became increasingly alert in his heart, constantly groping on the monk's body, clasping around her neck.

When he slightly opened his eyes and saw the scene clearly, Zhao Ke's forehead went numb. There was clearly no nun in front of him, but a face the size of a washbasin.

Seeing Zhao Ke's stiff expression, the snake-faced woman showed a sinister grin: "Oh! You've found out!"