Even if Lu Zhishen wanted to sleep, even the Buddha would not be able to stop him. Not to mention on this busy street, he dared to sleep in front of the Buddha statue even during morning prayers in the main hall of Wenshu Monastery. Moreover, his snoring was like the ringing of bells, which could drown out everything else. The chanting of monks.
Walking to the wall of a shop on the street, Lu Zhishen put down a chair, sat on it, closed his eyes and fell asleep. Within a moment, he was snoring like thunder. The snoring made the people around him whisper and point fingers from time to time. The women who gave him advice felt that Lu Zhishen did not look like a monk.
"Don't get me wrong. Last night, the master found out that the thief chased him all the way into the mountains. He went over the mountains and ridges in the middle of the night to capture him. He was afraid that the thief was dead and could not give an explanation to the owner. He ran away again in the middle of the night and came back with the thief. Dare to rest.”
Sun Lei helped Lu Zhishen make up another lie.
The onlookers kept nodding, believing in Lu Zhishen again.
When the sun just reached the top of the head, there were already a lot of people watching. The flower-picking thief who caused trouble was caught. This sensational incident quickly spread throughout the country. More and more people came to watch. Thousands of people.
Suddenly there was a commotion outside the crowd. Sun Lei knew that the victims of the disaster were coming, and hurriedly walked over to wake up Lu Zhishen, but after shouting twice, there was no response at all. Instead, Lu Zhishen tilted his head and continued to sleep.
Sun Lei couldn't help but kicked Lu Zhishen's legs several times, but Lu Zhishen still didn't respond. Sun Lei felt as if his feet had hit an iron plate.
Unable to wake up Lu Zhishen, Sun Lei had no choice but to use a trick. He took out a small gourd from his waist, which contained wine instead of water.
After unplugging the gourd's empty mouth, a faint aroma of wine floated out. Sun Lei put the gourd close to Lu Zhishen's nose.
"Eat wine, eat wine!"
Lu Zhishen started chanting before he woke up. Without opening his eyes, his big hands like cattail leaf fans moved on their own to grab the gourd.
Seeing this, Sun Lei closed the gourd, stuffed it with the stopper, and hung it back on his waist.
"Wine, wine, where is the wine?"
Lu Zhishen didn't smell the aroma of wine. He opened his eyes suddenly and wanted to look for the disappeared aroma of wine.
"Stop looking for wine, the master of suffering is here, it's your turn to show off."
Sun Lei pushed Lu Zhishen and pointed at several middle-aged and old people walking out of the crowd.
"That's the villain, that's him!"
An old man with gray hair was helped out of the crowd, pointing at the skinny man on the ground and crying. There was indescribable sadness in his voice, pain and resentment. The sadness came from his heart, and he fainted. .
"Old man Zhang's life is miserable. His wife passed away early, his son and daughter-in-law also fell ill. The white-haired man sent the black-haired man away, leaving only a granddaughter to depend on. It was not easy to support him, but he met this heartless thief. My granddaughter had a strong temper and couldn't bear to be humiliated. She hanged herself in the house a few days ago. Old man Zhang couldn't get out of bed until he fell ill."
An older woman shook her head and talked about the tragic experience of Old Man Zhang, causing the crowd to shake their heads and sigh with sympathy and helplessness.
These words happened to be heard by Lu Zhishen, who was walking over. At this time, Lu Zhishen's face was angry, and he was not at all lazy as he was sleeping just now. He walked to the water tank at the door of the shop on the street, bent down and picked up the water tank.
This water tank is very large. It is placed at the door to fill the water for the horses that guests ride. When there is no water in the manger, you can scoop it directly from the water tank. It takes two adult men to hug the water tank. Half a tank of water weighed over a thousand kilograms, yet it was picked up by Lu Zhishen.
"The great monk is really powerful!"
Lu Zhishen's behavior made the onlookers let out bursts of surprise.
Lu Zhishen carried the water tank to the ground where the skinny man was unconscious, and poured a tank of water on it. As soon as the water was poured on him, the skinny man woke up.
Lu Zhishen threw the water tank, and the water tank broke into countless pieces with a crash.
"You are an evil thief who has no conscience and has done many evil things. Today is the day you die!"
Lu Zhishen picked up the skinny man and raised his fist to smash him.
Upon seeing this, Sun Lei quickly stopped Lu Zhishen's raised fist.
"Master, let the other victims see this thief. You are giving him an advantage by beating him to death like this."
Lu Zhishen gritted his teeth and suppressed the anger in his heart, looking at the skinny man and said.
"You'd better confess your evil deeds honestly, and the Sa family can give you a happy life, if you tell lies."
Lu Zhishen's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he grabbed the skinny man's little arm with one hand. The muscles on the arm bulged, and with a click, the arm was pinched off.
"ah!"
The skinny man screamed like a slaughtering pig, and the sound spread throughout the street, making the onlookers quiet down.
"If you tell lies, the Sa family will crush all the bones in your body one by one!"
Lu Zhishen looked at the skinny man and said.
"What's your name and how many bad things have you done?"
Seeing this, Sun Lei asked from the side.
"I...my name is Zhang Feng...I was nicknamed Guofeng by others. I just came from Jinghu to Wutai Mountain for two months and I went to six houses. Please spare my life, good man!"
Zhang Feng begged for mercy and looked at Lu Zhishen, who looked fierce and did not dare to lie. Since he had achieved some success in his studies, he had been picking flowers for several years, but he fell into a tree near Mount Wutai, and it was inexplicably so.
Sun Lei looked at the families who came to complain, and there were exactly six families including the old man who had passed out.
"It can be said that the sky has eyes. You, the evil thief, met me and Master Lu. What do you think we should do with him?"
Sun Lei looked at the suffering masters and the crowd of spectators and said.
"kill him!"
"kill him!"
For a moment, the crowd was furious, and rotten leaves flew everywhere. Lu Zhishen, with quick eyes and quick hands, let go of Zhang Feng and backed away. He also kindly grabbed Sun Lei's shoulders and pulled Sun Lei away.
"Fortunately I escaped!"
Seeing Zhang Feng who had been buried by rotten vegetable leaves, Sun Lei patted his chest and almost hurt Chi Yu himself.
"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet!"
An old man in his sixties with gray hair walked out of the crowd, raised his hands and shouted.
At the old man's shout, the crowd of onlookers throwing rotten vegetable leaves stopped.
"This master, this strong man, this old man is a village elder from around here. Thank you both for catching this evil thief and ensuring peace in the village! I don't know your name!"
The old man bowed down to Lu Zhishen and Sun Lei.
"Sajia Lu Zhishen became a monk at Wenshu Monastery!"
Lu Zhishen said calmly, patting his chest.
"I am Sun Lei, who is known as the Monkey King by people in the world. We have been entrusted by Elder Zhizhen of Wenshu Monastery in Mount Wutai to capture this evil thief who is harming the whole country and ensure the safety of the people below. Now that the evil thief has been captured, there is no need to hand it over to the government. , if he does evil in the countryside, let everyone deal with it!"
Sun Lei smiled and reported the nickname he had thought of for a long time - Monkey King. Because Sun Lei's surname was Sun and the Chinese character "Lei" was composed of three stone characters, he was already nicknamed Sun Dasheng. This was not a lie.
"The Great Sage Riding the Sky, you want to ride on the head of the sky? You are not afraid of beheading!"
Lu Zhishen glanced at Sun Lei suspiciously. He had been a local official, and the emperor was called the Son of Heaven. Wasn't he riding on the emperor's head? This is to be beheaded.
"Qitian! Qitian! Qi is the one who is aligned, not the one who is riding the horse!"
Sun Lei emphasized that although the Great Sage Qitian is more arrogant and popular, it sounds weird. How can he ride a horse today if he is not a horse?
