"It's a monk again. If you don't lie, can't you say something else?"
Chu junran's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she lingered in the same place for two times.
I thought that although Tianbao temple is very strong, the more hidden it is, the more there should be a bridge that looks ordinary but is actually a hidden master.
Let's start with the most common monks.
"Little Master Xin, why don't you accompany me down the mountain?" Chu junran put her hand on her waist and gave a smile to her heart.
When she came here, her flattering smile and smiling face would be stiff, which was not in line with her style at all.
But there is no way, who calls the day will fall great responsibility in this person also, must first fake its ice, interpretation of its smile!
I don't know what she wants to do, but I can only follow her down the mountain.
At the foot of Tianbao temple, there is a river winding thousands of miles through four states, named Zhenjiang.
Monks on the mountain have to come here to carry water.
Generally speaking, the water carrying monks have the lowest seniority in the temple, which can be said to be unknown.
Along the way to see a monk ran carrying water, passing by, Chu junran from time to time will shout: "Shi Letong?"
Shi Letong is the only daughter of Shi Yecheng.
It is precisely because of the loss of his daughter that shiyecheng is in despair and wants to die.
Although this method was a little mean, now she couldn't think of any better way, so she had to do it.
As soon as Xin follows behind Chu junran, she really can't understand what she is doing.
"Shi Letong?"
Chu junran passed another water carrying monk, but he still didn't have any expression. He just looked around with an ordinary look of doubt.
"It's like looking for a needle in a haystack."
Chu Jun ran's face was bitter, and before she knew it, she had already arrived at the riverbank of Zhenjiang.
The river is fast and the waves are beating on the rocks, splashing cool spray.
"How do they carry water on such a high embankment?"
She was suddenly curious.
Hearing the words, the heart came from the side: "Amitabha, we Tianbao temple are responsible for carrying water saritans, they are like our Luohan hall, everyone is martial."
"Is it?"
"Benefactor, look over there."
Following the direction of Xin Yi's finger, Chu junran saw an old monk carrying two wooden barrels in the distance. Suddenly, with a little toe, he flew directly into the river.
He whirled two times on the surface of the water, filled two buckets with water, then stepped on the water wave again and flew back directly.
The whole movement is completed at one go, and from the step point of view, this person's lightness skill is not vulgar, and he is not like an ordinary spirit.
"A water carrying monk, that's it?"
She was a little curious.
"He is an exception. He came to Tianbao Temple five years ago and is said to be an expert in the western regions."
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Chu Jun ran became more curious and hurried to the other side.
But when she saw the old monk's face, her face suddenly froze.
"Master Puzhi!"
Chu junran couldn't help exclaiming.
This old monk is actually the abbot of Sunfu Temple of Xiuyun empire!
"Benefactor Chu?"
Puzhi obviously didn't expect to meet Chu junran here, and immediately came with a smile.
"You've come to Zhongyu!"
Chu junran was shocked.
It's rare to see familiar faces in a strange land.
And if master Puzhi didn't repel Xiao Tianhu, Bai Chen would be in danger.
"Amitabha, it's so good to see Miss Chu here..." The appearance of Puzhi did not change, and his eyes still showed compassion: "I don't know How is benefactor Bai now? "
"He's in Xuanzhou now. Everything's OK."
"Did benefactor Bai come to Xuanzhou?"
Puzhi's face was a little low.
He knows that China is no better than Xiuyun. It's not easy for him to get a foothold here.
Although he has already entered Buddhism, Puzhi's concern for Bai Chen and others is still undisguised, unlike other monks.
Because of this, he is still a little monk carrying water.
Of course, he doesn't value those false names.
"Master Puzhi, I want to trouble you with something."
Chu junran can only place her hope on him.
It's hard to meet an acquaintance.
"I'd like to hear about it."
Puzhi's light way.
"I want to find a man named Shi Yecheng. It is said that he died many years ago because of his daughter's poisonous hair. He was so sad that he wanted to die. But later, he was saved by an eminent monk in Tianbao temple and went to Buddhism. Now he has changed his legal name, and I can't find him. Can you help me? ""Do you mean shiyecheng?"
"You know what?"
Chu junran's eyes brightened.
Facing her expectant eyes, Puzhi said bitterly: "if it's because of the death of her daughter's poisonous hair, and her name is Shi Yecheng, then it should be my senior brother Pushi of Sheri hall."
Pushi?
Shi Yecheng
Pushi!
"It must be him! Take me to see him quickly
Chu Jun was so happy that she could have such a coincidence.
"But even if you see him, it won't help." Common wisdom is another way.
Chu junran: "why?"
"Well, since I came here, I've seen elder martial brother Pushi meditate all day long. Even if we are the first seat of the sari hall, he won't reply to him. In the past five years, I've never seen him speak or even stand up from that position."
"What! Then he Is he not as good as the toilet? "
When a practitioner reaches a certain level of practice, he can naturally settle down.
Sitting can also sleep.
If you don't eat or drink for several years, it will take a lot of cultivation to do it.
But it's too much to say that even convenience is not convenient, isn't it?
It's unheard of.
"Amitabha, elder martial brother Pushi has been integrated with nature. If you don't eat anything, you will not digest anything. If you want to see him, I can take you, but no one will wake him up."
The helpless color in Puzhi's eyes is so sure.
It can be imagined that Pushi is an extremely special existence of the saritan.
……
"I won't give up until I find him."
Chu junran follows Puzhi all the way to the saritan. Puzhi and Xin stand behind and look at her back from a distance, showing their helplessness.
Can wake up Pushi, unless the sun comes out in the West.
No matter what method she uses, it's impossible!
Dong Dong!
Three knocks at the door.
"Junior Chu junran, I have met master Pushi."
There's no answer in there.
Seeing this, Chu junran frowned and pushed the door open.
In the dark room, an old monk was sitting in front of the Buddha, his cassock covered with dust.
Besides, there's not a breath on this man.
"Master Pushi?"
Chu junran turns around to Pu Shi and finds that his eyes are not closed. Instead, he looks straight ahead. To be exact, he looks straight at Chu junran's legs.
"Master Pushi, I dare to disturb you. It's really forced by the situation. Now the association of pharmacists has a grudge with Baifu. If you want to catch Tuoba yuan to deal with us, please come forward. Don't let your uncle's hands be stained with blood again."
After a few words, Pu Shi still didn't move.
He's sitting here like a wax figure, lifeless.