Chapter 261: He... he's not a person

Faced with this sudden change, Shi Song glanced at Jueyuan, then at the old woman with three kids— is the taste that strong?

He saw that the old man was at least sixty or seventy, his face full of wrinkles, a bit stooped— clearly from a poor family.

No matter what, Jueyuan is at least a Sacred Realm cultivator— how could he stomach this?

Just as Shi Song was secretly sighing, someone suddenly tapped him from behind.

"Shī xiōng."

Turning his head, he saw it was indeed Hong Zun and his companions; seeing Hong Zun, Shi Song's eyes instantly turned red.

"Junior brother, you've finally come."

You know, just now he had suffered too much injustice; playing dirty, he truly wasn't a match for Jueyuan, and now seeing Hong Zun was like seeing a relative.

He embraced him tightly; seeing this, Hong Zun gently patted Shi Song's back.

"All right, all right, I'm here now."

"Junior brother, that bald donkey...... that bald donkey messed with me......"

"Don't worry, I'm here; get up first, there are many people, behave."

After finally calming Shi Song, on the other side the old woman had already brought her three children to surround Jueyuan; the children cried nonstop, and the old woman furiously scolded with a face full of grief and anger.

"You heartless man, didn't you say you'd come find us? You know how hard it is for me to raise three kids alone."

Hearing this, Jueyuan's face darkened, but he still forced back his anger and said.

"Amitabha, benefactor, this poor monk does not know you."

"Benefactor? You used to call her Xiao Tian Tian, and now you call her benefactor?"

Damn it, looking at the old woman's wrinkled face, Jueyuan's murderous intent ran rampant; if it weren't for the crowd, he would have slapped this old thing to death— with you like that, you still dare to annoy this old monk?

Even if I wanted to play, I'd only be interested in young girls— would I look at an old lady like you?

After all, he's a person of the Buddhist sect; this pretentious ability is definitely not for show.

On the surface he showed no trace of anger, still maintaining the bearing of an eminent monk.

"Benefactor, this poor monk truly does not know you; besides, as a person of the Buddhist sect, he does not indulge in lust."

Upon this, the old woman wore a look of contempt and snorted.

"And you claim to be a person of the Buddhist sect? Back then you had plenty of tricks— if you don't indulge in lust, where did they come from, did they pop out of stone cracks?"

Saying this, she pointed at the three children; seeing this, Jueyuan's mouth twitched.

"Poor monk, I don't know why you're framing me, but I truly don't know you; please stop harassing me."

The two argued incessantly, while the onlookers curiously watched the show.

However, based solely on the old woman's one-sided account, it's indeed impossible to make everyone believe.

But with Hong Zun and his companions making a move, how could they possibly have only this much skill?

Soon, another group of women walked over, unlike the old woman; each was flashy, and the crowd quickly recognized their identity.

"They're the girls from Bìyuè Lóu."

These women are all girls from Bìyuè Lóu; just why they came rushing like this— what could they want? No............

Someone seemed to have guessed something; sure enough, the next second, this flock of warbling swallows quickly came before Jueyuan; seeing this, Jueyuan slightly furrowed his brow, but still pretended to look innocent and said:

"Honored benefactors, what business do you have with this poor monk?"

He acted the part quite well; hearing this, the lead woman smiled flirtatiously and leaned against Jueyuan.

"Putting on an act, Master, you don't recognize us sisters?"

"Poor monk has never seen you benefactor; how could there be any acquaintance? Please conduct yourself properly, benefactor—I am a person of the Buddhist sect."

"Yo, Master wasn't like that a few days ago; is it because it's still early and you're not letting loose?"

"Nonsense, I'm a monastic; I don't indulge in lust."

"Huh, if that's the case, then trouble Master to pay."

"Pay what money?"

Jueyuan froze, and the woman instantly changed expression, hands on hips, speaking angrily.

"What money are you talking about? Altogether five hundred thousand taels— Master, you're highly respected; you wouldn't even try to dodge a woman's money, would you?"

"Poor monk doesn't understand what you're saying."

"Yo ho, you don't understand now? You played at our Bìyuè Lóu for five days straight, ordering a dozen or twenty girls each day, and now you don't remember?"

Upon hearing the woman's words, the gazes of the surrounding crowd finally changed.

The men all looked admiringly at Master Jueyuan— spending the night with a dozen or twenty women, truly worthy of being a master.

The women, however, found it hard to believe that a highly respected Buddhist monk of high virtue would actually go back to a place like Bìyuè Lóu.

And Jueyuan clearly panicked a bit, his face dark as he roared.

"Nonsense, poor monk has never been to any Bìyuè Lóu; don't dare slander me."

"Master, this is getting boring; it's a consensual thing between us, and since we run a business, if you had fun, you definitely have to pay."

"Poor monk simply never went; what money are you talking about?"

"You're dead set on dodging the bill?"

"Poor monk doesn't understand what you're saying."

"Then this young lady can only go report to the authorities."

"Report to the authorities?" Upon hearing this, Jueyuan's mouth twitched— where the hell did these people come from?

In his fury, he inadvertently glanced at Hong Zun and the others; upon seeing Hong Zun, Jueyuan instantly realized it was him— definitely this old thing's doing.

With fury blazing in his eyes, Jueyuan immediately roared:

"Hong Zun, you're slandering me."

Hearing this, Hong Zun gave a cold smile.

Bald donkey, keep your mouth clean, I'm just watching the show here, it's none of my business.

You... these people are the ones you summoned, right?

You have no proof, don't talk nonsense; I really don't know them—if you don't believe me, go ask.

Upon hearing that, the old woman and the women of Bìyuè Lóu shook their heads.

We don't know him.

You...... you all......

Jueyuan gritted his teeth in anger, while Hong Zun stood aside making snide remarks.

Tsk tsk, I've long said you Fomen folks are utterly hypocritical—clearly men and women enjoying each other is natural, yet you insist on imposing some precept.

You don't dare do it openly, but behind the scenes you're quite promiscuous—look, something's happened now, you played and didn't pay, I feel embarrassed.

Hong Zun, don't spout nonsense.

Bald donkey, what are you barking about?

"You............"

What, you wanna fight?

He glanced at Qing Shi beside Hong Zun, Zhāng Tiānzhèn, and Bai Hua Xianzi, and Jueyuan swallowed the words he was about to say.

Fighting is out of the question.

Cut the nonsense, pay up.

You faithless man, come back with me.

Beside them, the old woman and the women of Bìyuè Lóu kept shouting, Jueyuan's face grew ever grimmer—well, well done, Dao Yi Sect, quite a move.

I thought that would be the end of it, but then an old man leading a cow walked over.

As soon as he saw Jueyuan, he grabbed his throat and shouted.

Beast, you're nothing but a beast—look what you did to my cow Big Flower, how can she ever face people again?

The old man was overcome with emotion, tears streaming down his face, and the cow was no less—upon seeing Jueyuan, it showed a strikingly human-like fear in its eyes, and it ducked behind the old man.