Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique-Chapter 950 - 69 Situation_3
Chapter 950: Chapter 69 Situation_3
Chapter 950 -69 Situation_3
In the mouth of the maid, Governor Liu, to offer gifts to the high monk Arhat Kongming who had recently certified for the Arhat Fruit Position, had instigated labor requisitioning from the populace of three counties during the bitter winter months, ordering these people to complete the sitting Buddha statue of Arhat Kongming within a month.
If they missed the construction deadline and delayed Governor Liu’s offering to Arhat Kongming, the people would surely have their households exterminated by Governor Liu.
Therefore, even though quite a number of people had fallen to their deaths or been killed by random falling rocks, none dared to run away.
For the sake of their elderly parents and wives at home, the people could only risk their lives to carve stones and sculpt the Buddha statue.
Jasmine, now commanding the body of the Commandery Princess, could not tolerate Governor Liu’s disregard for the lives of the people and angrily left home, leading two units of Royal Guard Cavalry, intending to assassinate Governor Liu.
Yet no sooner had she just arrived outside the main city, then the Commandery Princess was subjected to Soul Seizing.
The Commandery Princess, now inhabited by Jasmine, also disapproved of Governor Liu’s actions, yet unlike the Commandery Princess herself, she would not act without considering the consequences.
The reason for her visit to the Summit of Standing Still to observe the “enemy situation” was simply to find an excuse to lead the troops back.
Now, Jasmine had her chance.
“Hmph! I’ll spare his wretched life for now!”
After muttering to herself, Jasmine turned around harshly and angrily said, “If not for not wanting to put my father in a difficult position, I would never allow that dog to see tomorrow’s sun.”
Having dropped this statement, Jasmine stormed into the carriage, and coldly ordered, “Back to the estate!”
Seeing this, the maid sighed in relief and then hurried towards the carriage: “Commandery Princess, wait for me.”
As Jasmine gracefully descended the steps, Elise was at a loss for how to describe her emotions.
The body she had seized was neither that of a cultivator nor the Commandery Princess, but that of a frail maid from the slums.
Elise was in a brothel’s woodshed.
The day before, the frail maid had been sold into the brothel by her starving family in exchange for half a measure of rice.
The brothel had acquired too many people at once and lacked enough space to accommodate everyone, so they threw the dirtiest, thinnest maid into the woodshed.
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After a freezing night, the maid no longer had to suffer, and Elise took over the suffering.
Thud, thud, thud…
No matter how firm her will, Elise could not suppress the instincts of this frail body, and her teeth began to chatter.
In the bitter winter, the woodshed was simply too cold.
Fortunately, it was already dawn, and the brothel manager remembered the existence of the frail maid, sending a lackey to open the woodshed door and drag the barely flesh-covered Elise out in front of a tub filled with hot water.
“Wash yourself, and after you’re clean, come to eat.”
Leaving behind these words, the lackey turned and walked away.
In the brothel, where both the plump and the slim existed, the lackey couldn’t care less about the frail maid.
Elise expressionlessly washed herself clean, dressed in the dry clothes laid next to the tub, and followed the scent of food to the dining hall.
All the girls who had been sold into the brothel the previous day were there, each voraciously eating a meal they had never experienced before.
Elise ladled herself a bowl of thin porridge and slowly savored it with salty pickles and vegetable buns.
After the morning meal, the brothel manager arrived, wordlessly leading the group of girls away.
Elise silently stood in the middle of the group, following along.
Soon, the brothel manager led the girls to the entrance of the brothel, instructing several brothel managers to position the girls in the corners on both sides of the entrance, to observe how the older courtesans attracted clients.
So early in the morning, would there be clients visiting the brothel?
Indeed.
A monk draped in monk’s robes walked leisurely to the brothel entrance, brought his hands together, and earnestly said, “This monk harbors no desires, yet there is a Dharma I do not comprehend, is there any Female Bodhisattva of great compassion willing to enlighten this monk?”
The brothel manager briefly glanced aside.
Seeing a barely-clothed courtesan solemnly approach the monk, place her hands gently around his head, and press it against her sternly upright embodiment of justice, she solemnly asked, “Does the monk understand now?”
“Amitabha Buddha.”
The monk raised his head, still keeping his hands joined in prayer, his face full of distress, “The Female Bodhisattva’s Dharma is too profound, this monk cannot fully comprehend it all at once. I beseech the Female Bodhisattva’s compassion to further enlighten this monk.”
“Come with me then.”
The barely-dressed courtesan turned, provocatively swaying her raised bottom against the monk’s soaring body of profound thirst.
The monk stepped forward, almost merging with the courtesan as they both entered the brothel.
Elise watched with a cold eye, feeling only that the world was exceedingly tainted.
It needed purification!
