"I wonder what changes this water has."
Hayato scooped up a handful of mountain spring water and took a sip.
It was sweet upon entering the mouth, and the simple spring water was endlessly memorable.
Moreover, after drinking this mouthful of mountain spring water, he could clearly feel the fatigue on his body gradually disappearing, and even his energy instantly recovered a lot.
Obviously, this is the effect of the treasure jade.
The spring water flowing from the mountain spring is mixed with weak spiritual energy. If consumed regularly, it will not only prevent all illnesses, but even improve one's physique.
Hayato rubbed his chin, and a bold thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
It would be a waste not to take advantage of this miraculous spring water.
If this spring water were packaged and sold to those devout believers at a high price under the name of holy water blessed by medicine buddha,
wouldn't he make a fortune?
Monks are indifferent to fame and fortune and should not value money too much.
However, Monks also need to eat.
If he doesn't make money, how can he spread the Buddha Law and have time to practice diligently?
Therefore, it is a last resort.
Even if Buddha knew, he probably wouldn't blame him.
Hayato's mouth curved up. Now that he had a gold mine that could make money, the real trouble was how to make the reputation of this gold mine known.
However, there is no hurry.
Good wine needs no bush. Anyway, the miraculous effect of this mountain spring water is here. Is he afraid that he won't be able to promote it?
Just like his ability to exorcise demons.
As long as there is a spectacle of showing off in front of people, he doesn't need to promote it, and this matter will spread automatically.
Thinking of the gold mine he possessed, Hayato was in a good mood.
His walking posture seemed to be carrying wind.
Just as he returned to the Temple, Hayato happened to see a middle-aged couple walk in.
Speaking of a middle-aged couple, their age was actually not old.
The man looked no older than thirty, wearing simple casual clothes, with dark circles under his eyes and a half-bald head.
He was clearly a white-collar worker engaged in mental labor.
His features were ordinary, and he looked a bit shy.
The Woman looked younger than the man, at most twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.
She wore a black dress with a low V-neck that clearly showed her ample cleavage.
She was about 1.6 meters tall and looked very thin. Her features were not the kind that were very seductive, but rather had a kind of rural purity.
Although she was very thin and small, she had a pair of full hemispheres that didn't match her figure. The mountains were high, like two plump fruits hanging on a small sapling.
A white silk ribbon around her waist cinched her slender waist into a perfect curve.
Her small, perky buttocks looked firm and enticing.
Slender branches bearing plump fruits!
Hayato glanced at them and immediately judged their personalities from their aura.
The man's personality was similar to his appearance, introverted and honest, clearly an honest and dutiful man.
The color of the aura on his body was dark, obviously due to frequent staying up late, so his physical condition was not very good.
But there were no major problems, and he could recover with good rest.
As for the Woman...
Hayato raised an eyebrow, and his gaze became strange.
From his perspective, the aura on this Woman was like a puddle of mud, always unconsciously spreading outwards.
Women with this kind of personality are indecisive and like to rely on the strong.
If it were just this, it would be fine, after all, the personalities of most Japan women are like this.
Japan's male chauvinism is not like Long Country.
For the entire Japan society, it is a fact that men's status is extremely high. In various public places, the existence of women is purely an attachment.
It's not that they have no status at all, but ninety percent of women become full-time Madams after marriage.
There is no concept of gender equality in Japan.
However, the aura on this Woman's body, in addition to the main silver-white color representing physical health, was wrapped in a pink, flickering aura inside.
It means that deep down, she is a Woman who yearns for excitement and dislikes ordinary life.
A potential toy-like personality.
Likes to be controlled and used arbitrarily.
Speaking of which, it's been a while since I've encountered such high-quality believers.
Hayato narrowed his eyes, feeling the fire in his heart ignite.
This damned Happy Zen.
It kept igniting the desires in his heart, practically treating him like a horny dog.
Although he was lustful before, he wasn't so bad that he couldn't walk when he saw a beautiful Woman.
Hayato suppressed the fire in his heart and silently chanted a Buddha Law.
As if sensing the burning gaze, the Woman who was kneeling turned her head and looked at Hayato's handsome face.
She was slightly startled, then smiled and nodded. Her pure eyes were unspeakably clear.
Hayato, however, saw that the swaying pink glow had intensified.
A high-level hunter always appears as the prey.
This sentence inexplicably flashed through Hayato's mind.
He watched the Woman who didn't care about Hayato at all, turned her face back to continue praying to Buddha, but inadvertently shifted her direction slightly, turning her back directly towards Hayato, showing off her perfect waist and hip curves.
When she bent down, her long dress was pulled taut, clinging tightly to her body.
The round, perky semi-circular curve below her waist was clearly visible.
[Please give me data, brothers!]