2768. Chapter 2768 An Audience with St. Aunt (3)
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Looking at Lin Shaomin's eyes full of contempt and contempt: "The unmarried woman went out to practice for a period of time, and her body was contaminated with the breath of at least three different men. I, Mu Lege, don't want such an unruly woman to serve."
Yashuang's voice was neither light nor heavy.
But the people in the circle could hear it clearly.
In an instant, everyone's eyes turned towards this side.
Especially those male cultivators and Mu Lege deacon pointed at Lin Shaomin while showing vulgar smiles.
There are also vaguely joking and gossip voices.
"... This daughter of the Lin family looks very pure, how could it be..."
"Oh, that's what Saint Aunt Yashuang said. She is best at watching people and defending their anger. Could it be that she will be wronged?"
Lin Shaomin only felt the blood all over his body rushed to his brain, and his whole face was flushed.
Her lips were trembling, as if she wanted to justify something, but before the words reached her lips, tears had already rolled down her eyes.
Lin's father and Lin's mother, who were still full of reverence and flattery just now, froze.
Mother Lin said with a trembling voice: "Saint Nun, you...how can you say that, I...my daughter is not...not..."
"I...I don't allow you to say that about my sister...cough cough..." Lin Shaocong, who was lying on the stretcher, jumped up.
The originally pale complexion was flushed, and the anger in his eyes was obvious.
However, he was so weak that his condition worsened as soon as he breathed, and he couldn't even speak when he coughed.
"I...I don't want...cough...cough..."
"I'm sorry, it's my fault!" Lin Shaomin grabbed it and wanted to speak, Lin Shaocong and Lin's father and mother, and knelt down in front of Yashuang with a thud: "Sacred nun, it's me... it's me who didn't know how to behave, to the tribe and the Mule Pavilion is embarrassed, and please don't bother with me...with a lowly person like me. Please, holy girl, save my brother's life! "
Lin Shaomin pressed her head tightly against the cold bluestone ground, and tears fell drop by drop, soaking her skirt and placket.
But her voice was very steady and steady, not even a bit hoarse.
Because she knew that compared to her brother's recovery, what was the humiliation she suffered?
Lin Shaocong's eyes turned red.
Mother Lin also threw herself into Father Lin's arms, tears welling up, but she didn't even dare to cry out.
Seeing Lin Shaomin's humble appearance, Yashuang heard everyone beside her pointing at the little girl, with a disdainful smile on her face: "Okay, get up. I didn't say no to your brother. Don't pretend to be aggrieved..."
"Our unmarried female cultivators in the Northern Continent have always been pure and clean, abide by women's ethics, and do not allow you to contact the outside world, because they are afraid that you will be contaminated by the bad atmosphere outside. Now you have lost your innocence, and you are no longer qualified to worship in front of the shrine. , your Lin family will be ashamed because of you, and you will never be able to lift your head up."
"I exposed you in public, hoping that from now on the female nuns in the tribe would learn from you and not follow your footsteps. Why, do you still feel unconvinced?"
Lin Shaomin listened to Yashuang's aggressive and humiliating words, but tightly grabbed her brother's trembling hand, looked up at Yashuang and showed a humble smile: "What the saint taught is that Shaomin suffers by himself and brings shame to the family. It is Shaomin's blessing to teach Shaomin a lesson, and he will never dare to be unconvinced."
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