"Brother, are you leaving?"
Lu Zhishen seemed to have guessed something after hearing Sun Lei's words.
"I have this idea. I have been in Wutai Mountain for a month. I am not a monk. It is not suitable to live in the temple for a long time. It is time to go down the mountain."
Sun Lei nodded and did not hide his thoughts. During this period of time, he was used to living in Wenshu Monastery. He practiced martial arts all day long. When he was greedy, he and Lu Zhishen secretly ran down the mountain to eat and drink.
This life can be considered happy, but it is not an option. Recently, Sun Lei has discovered that the supervisors, chiefs, and deacons in the temples have expressed their intention to go down the mountain on their own several times. Sun Lei knew that he could not If he continues to stay in Wutai Mountain, he is not a shameless person, so there is no need to stop talking and rush.
At the beginning, Elder Zhizhen only asked him to stay for a few days. It has been a month now. Although Elder Zhizhen has the final say in the temple, the supervisors, chiefs, and deacons also have some rights. There is no need to let Zhizhen It’s hard to be a real elder.
"Brother, you feel so lonely when you leave the Sa family!"
Lu Zhishen had a look of reluctance on his face. The month he stayed with Sun Lei was the most satisfying month he had spent after escaping from Weizhou. He was a person who liked liveliness, and now that they were about to break up, how could he be willing to part with him.
"There is always a banquet in the world. If there is a chance, we will see you in the world!"
Sun Lei was also a little reluctant to give up, but when it comes to taking the lead, what must be broken must be broken!
"But we might have the chance to meet again in the future, and we can live a life of drinking and eating meat together every day!"
"When will there be another chance?"
Lu Zhishen asked quickly.
Seeing Lu Zhishen's saliva almost flowing out, Sun Lei said speechlessly.
"Do you want to live that life, or do you just want to drink and eat meat?"
"There is no way to do it. Let's find a place where weeds fall on the top of a mountain. If we guard the mountain and make a fortune, we can drink and eat meat every day and live happily!"
"Why do you always think about falling into the mountains and falling into the grass? You have a pure body, a flexible mind, and you have mastered martial arts. What can't you do? Do you have to fall into the grass?"
Lu Zhishen's face darkened, and he pretended to be a monk and lectured Sun Lei.
Sun Lei knew that Lu Zhishen was still disgusted with Luocao. After all, he had served as the governor of the Jinglue Mansion, responsible for catching robbers and bandits. Although he had broken the law, his righteousness as a governor was still there, and he still believed that there were people in the world. Justice and justice.
"What can you do? If you manage the government well enough, you might as well become a monk to avoid trouble. With my temper, I might get into a big disaster one day. It's better to just drop the grass early!"
He had talked about this topic with Lu Zhishen more than once, but it just didn't make sense. People who haven't experienced certain things are not willing to take that road. Sun Lei also understands.
As for serving the imperial court, Sun Lei had never even thought about it. He couldn't save the Northern Song Dynasty, which was about to die. The Northern Song Dynasty only had a few years left, and even the gods and Buddhas in the sky couldn't save the ship that was about to capsize.
“Brother, don’t call me Master Sajialu from now on!”
Lu Zhishen couldn't say anything to Sun Lei, so he could only say something else.
"Why? Master Lu sounds so nice!"
"The Sa family feels weird every time they hear you call this name."
"What's so weird? Master Lu, Master Lu! Run the score quickly, it's fair and just!"
"That's the tone, it's clear that he is really making fun of the Sa family!"
"No, how could it be? Master Lu!"
"My name is Sajialutisha! That's what everyone in the world calls me!"
"No, no, you are no longer a monk. Now that you are a monk, you have to be called Master Lu!"
"Then why do you always sound so teasing!"
"No way? Master Lu, you are worrying too much. What a great name Master Lu is!"
...
at night.
Sun Lei waited for Lu Zhishen to fall asleep and then went outside Elder Zhizhen's meditation room.
"But Donor Sun is here?"
Before Sun Lei could knock on the door, the familiar kind and deep voice came from the Zen room, it was Elder Zhizhen.
Sun Lei's hand that was about to knock the door stopped in mid-air. He didn't expect that Elder Zhizhen was so powerful and knew that he was coming. He didn't even know what he was going to say.
"The door is not closed!"
Elder Zhizhen's voice came from the Zen room again.
Sun Lei gently opened the door and walked in. In the meantime, Elder Zhizhen was sitting cross-legged on the futon in the room, with his back to the door of the room.
"Elder!"
Sun Lei bowed and greeted Elder Zhizhen's back. No matter what, Elder Zhizhen taught him martial arts, which can be regarded as a blessing.
"Donor Sun is leaving Wenshu Monastery?"
Elder Zhizhen stood up with a smile, turned around and looked at Sun Lei kindly.
"Yes, Elder, I am not a Buddhist disciple, and it is not appropriate to stay in the temple for a long time. Thanks to the elder's love, I took him in for many days and taught him a set of mysterious stick techniques. I have gained a lot of insights from practicing during this time. Shen, now that I have the strength to protect myself, I am ready to go down the mountain."
Sun Lei answered honestly, and he really had to thank the elders for this. If the elders hadn't passed down this technique, he would have been able to walk around the world without the strength to restrain himself, so he would have been betrayed by others.
"You have a smart personality, but you are unconventional and unconventional in your actions. Although you are better than Zhishen, you are also restless. If you go down the mountain, you will definitely cause trouble, but no matter what, you must remember to be compassionate and do not hurt innocent people. Human life can only be blessed by doing good deeds and accumulating virtue!"
Elder Zhizhen looked at Sun Lei with a smile and gave Sun Lei a piece of advice. He could see that Sun Lei's unique temperament was incompatible with ordinary people, and he would definitely make a big fuss when he went down the mountain.
"I will definitely keep the elder's words in mind, but there is no need for the elder to do so. I will go up the mountain to visit the elder when I have time!"
Sun Lei heard the farewell words from the elder's mouth, as if it was difficult to meet him again in this life, so he directly said that going to Mount Wutai is not that difficult.
"The Wulang Bagua stick is easy to practice. This stick method combines the strengths of many masters. As long as you practice it seriously, it will become a great help in the future!"
Elder Zhizhen talked about martial arts training again.
"Elder, I don't understand that formula! Please give me some advice."
When Sun Lei saw that martial arts training was discussed, he looked at the elder with a crying face, unable to understand the formula at all.
"You have to test yourself to understand the formula. I can't help you answer this. If I tell you, it will be detrimental to you!"
Elder Zhizhen shook his head in a rare move, unwilling to answer.
"On your own?"
Sun Lei was speechless for a while. He was most afraid of these unclear things, but soon he was too lazy to think about the formula. Anyway, there were pictures, so he just practiced according to them. As if there was no formula, he didn't believe that he couldn't practice it, so he thought Didn't "Brother Dog" just rely on drawings to practice the Taixuan Sutra and embark on the path of cultivating immortality?
"Elder, I will go down the mountain tomorrow. Thanks to the elder for taking care of me for many days, Sun Lei bids farewell again!"
Sun Lei bowed to Elder Zhizhen.
Elder Zhizhen didn't say anything, just looked at Sun Lei with a smile.
Early the next morning, Sun Lei left Wenshu Monastery, where he had lived for more than a month, and prepared to go down the mountain, carrying a bag and a whistle stick that reached his eyebrows.
The supervisors, chief ministers, and deacons in the temple seemed to be celebrating some happy event. They all stood at the door and "watched" Sun Lei coming down the mountain, as if they were sending off the god of plague.
Lu Zhishen watched Sun Lei wave to him, and raised his hand to wave, reluctant to say goodbye to Sun Lei.
