Chapter 45 Brothel Jiang Lin and Dao Ji were walking on the street. The combination of this monk and a Taoist priest, one old and one young, is very eye-catching. However, most of the attention was focused on Jiang Lin. After all, compared to a dirty old monk, people obviously preferred to look at a handsome young Taoist priest. In a sense, this is also a case of... failing to recognize a great man? Whether in terms of cultivation, merit, or compassion, Jiang Lin is far behind Dao Ji. This Zen master truly lived up to the motto “Just do good things and don’t ask about anything else.” Dao Ji heard Jiang Lin's question, and waved his palm-leaf fan lazily, saying in a gentle voice, "You can't hide it from the young Taoist priest." "That child's earthly ties have not yet been fulfilled, and he is destined to return to the secular world." “Although he has not received the precepts, it is not a simple matter for a monk to return to secular life.” Jiang Lin said softly. The little novice monk was most likely like himself, a monk from birth. For a Buddhist like him to return to secular life was quite a big deal in Lingyin Temple.

"Whether you become a monk or return home, whether you have a home or not, it's all a matter of life." Dao Ji smiled and said meaningfully: "Becoming a monk is a form of cultivation, and returning home is also a form of cultivation." "First you have a home, then you have no home. First you have no home, then you have a home. Different paths lead to the same destination." Jiang Lin listened and fell silent. Jiang Lin basically knew everything he should know about Zen Master Dao Ji's past. First there is, then there is nothing; this is referring to himself. But now, the little monk is no longer there. "Very different, very different." Jiang Lin spoke as if he was talking to himself. Dao Ji was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and stopped talking about this topic, but changed it naturally. "Little Taoist priest, are you coming to Hangzhou for the matter of the ghost fetus?" Jiang Lin also followed his words, nodded and said: "All the clues point to Hangzhou Prefecture. I have to investigate no matter what." "Moreover, the changes that the Zen Master mentioned are probably also happening in Hangzhou Prefecture. If that's the case, I should come here even more." Dao Ji glanced at Jiang Lin but did not let Jiang Lin see the admiration in his eyes. "Does the young Taoist have any clues?" "I just entered the city and I'm exhausted. I don't have any idea for now." Jiang Lin shook his head helplessly. Hangzhou is a very large city. Even if you know that everything points to this place, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Anyway, Jiang Lin is ready for a protracted war.

The mastermind behind the scenes was obviously not a frightened bird, but was clear-headed and confident, as if he had a plan in mind. In this way, Jiang Lin was not worried that the other party would hide. "Hahahahaha..." Dao Ji suddenly laughed. Jiang Lin asked in confusion: "What is the Zen Master laughing at?" "The old monk is laughing at you." Dao Ji patted Jiang Lin on the shoulder with a palm-leaf fan and said with a smile, "Young Taoist priest, don't forget your Taoist sect's unique skills." "Ok?" Jiang Lin was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, there was no trace of Zen Master Dao Ji in front of him. Our Taoist sect’s unique skill? "Snapped." Jiang Lin slapped his forehead, as if he was disgusted with his own stupidity. "What a shame." Jiang Lin complained to himself as he turned a corner and entered a small alley. He found a clean place, sat cross-legged, and took out three copper coins from his pocket. After looking at the correct direction, he clasped his hands together and started shaking them up and down. "Crashing... crashing..." The sound of copper coins colliding rang out between Jiang Lin's hands. "The Supreme Star is always responsive, wise, and peaceful." Jiang Lin silently chanted the Heart Cleansing Mantra to purify his mind and make his consciousness clear. Then, open your eyes and open your hands naturally. “Ding dong dong…” Three copper coins collided and fell to the ground. Jiang Lin looked down and raised his eyebrows. "The fire of heaven burns together, and people unite. The fire burns in the sky, and great gains are made..." Jiang Lin looked at the hexagram and cast the hexagram again. This time, it was very different. "There is thunder in the marsh, so you can adapt to the situation. There is wind under the mountain, so you can be bewitched and run rampant?" Jiang Lin frowned and cast the hexagram for the third time. "Marsh and the sky, Gou decides the hardness. There is a breeze under the sky, and Yin gives birth to Gou." Three consecutive hexagrams, each one is different.

It’s not that Jiang Lin is not skilled enough, but that the three hexagrams each have their own meaning. But this kind of divination is inherently shrouded in mystery, and how it is interpreted depends entirely on the fortune-teller. "When Yin and Gou come together, deception will prevail..." Jiang Lin frowned and muttered to himself, gave up the copper coin, and made a hand gesture. "Direction... in the west?" He stood up, walked out of the alley and looked to the west. Suddenly, a building caught Jiang Lin's eyes. Jiang Lin couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then walked over. "There are demons in the west." Jiang Lin looked up and saw the building in front of him, and his heart twitched slightly. Is this demon serious? In front of Jiang Lin was a very exquisite building with carved beams and painted rafters. There is a large mahogany sign on it with three large characters painted in gold powder. "Red Sleeve Move." This is... a brothel?! The corners of Jiang Lin's mouth twitched. It’s reasonable, very reasonable, but also a bit abstract. "I have been ordered by the North Pole Exorcism Institute to investigate this matter..." Jiang Lin muttered to himself, and finally shook his head helplessly and walked over. "I shouldn't be punished by the Black Law for entering this place...right?" Judges must not have intercourse with prostitutes or have false thoughts. On the 27th day of the Emperor's descent, they must not go to the bedroom. If the three corpses come to report, their life span will be shortened. This should be avoided. Jiang Lin carefully recalled the black law prohibitions. Well, it just says you can’t have intercourse, it doesn’t say you’re not allowed to enter. Besides, I was ordered to investigate the case, not here on my own initiative. Jiang Lin muttered to himself and stepped into the red sleeves. As soon as I entered, I was greeted by the scent of cosmetics and the same smell in the room when I just woke up. Originally, this smell was extremely faint under the cover of the fragrance of powder, but Jiang Lin's five senses were so strong that they had already far surpassed ordinary people, so he could naturally smell it. Pilgrims came down from the second floor one by one, most of them rubbing their waists with satisfied expressions on their faces. Some of them were arm in arm, with their clothes in disarray, telling dirty jokes to each other.

It's about... "Number eight is great." "Sixteen is great too." "No one is as good as No. 88." And so on. The corner of Jiang Lin's mouth twitched. It seemed that no matter what era or what world the brothel was from, the things the men there talked about were pretty much the same. Jiang Lin automatically blocked out the dirty words and was about to find a corner to sit down quietly, but unexpectedly, a plump woman came towards him swaying her body. There was a smile on his face that he usually wore when welcoming or seeing off guests. Although it is very formulaic, it looks very comfortable. However, when she saw Jiang Lin's appearance clearly, that formal smile suddenly became much softer, and her eyes seemed to be dripping with tears. "Oh my, I have been here for more than ten years, but I have never seen anyone as handsome as you." The woman came closer, smiling, and patted Jiang Lin's shoulder with the fan, then smiled softly and said, "You Qi, and he is a Taoist priest..." "Hehehehe~~" Who says only men like young ladies wearing cosplay clothes? Women also like role-playing... In terms of astringency, there is actually not much difference between men and women. "Is this your first time here, young Taoist priest? Do you want me to introduce you to some good ones?" The charming old procuress said with a smile, "Of course, if the young Taoist priest likes someone more mature, what do you think of me?" Jiang Lin's mouth twitched, he gritted his teeth, took out a dime, and said, "Find me a quiet place and a pot of tea, that'll be all." "okay." The madam didn't force it, but took the silver quickly. She gracefully brought Jiang Lin to a corner, poured him a cup of tea, and chuckled. "The girls will be out soon. If you like any of them, just wave at them." "Given the young Taoist's handsomeness, even if he were to pay for it, I think the girls would be happy." "Hehehehe~~" (End of this chapter)