Lu Wen saw that Lu Zheng left himself behind in a few steps, afraid that he would really leave by himself, so he hurriedly sped up his pace and followed.

When they arrived at the mountain gate, Lu Zheng and Lu Wen explained the situation to the Zhike monk, and then they were led by the Zhike monk to Master Puyun's Zen Temple.

The monk sent them to the gate of the courtyard and left.

The small courtyard was quiet, Lu Zheng and Lu Wen didn't stay, and went directly to Master Puyun's meditation room.

As soon as they entered, they saw the master sitting on a futon with his back to them, chanting.

Seeing this, Lu Zheng and Lu Wen deliberately slowed down, planning to put down the medicinal materials first, and then talk about the dispensing of the medicine after the master finished chanting.

Who knows, the two of them put down the things, and Master Puyun got up.

"Amitabha, General Lu, Vice President Lu is coming." Turning to face the two, Master Puyun recited the Buddha's name.

"Master." Lu Zheng and Lu Wen immediately returned a Buddha salute.

"The two of you sit down with the poor monk."

Master Puyun invited Lu Zheng and Lu Wen to sit down in front of Fang Ji, and then poured a cup of tea for each of them.

"A cup of coarse tea, quench your thirst, I hope you don't dislike it."

"I can have the master pour tea by himself, but it's a blessing, where can I dislike it." As Lu Wen spoke, he picked up the teacup with a smile and took a sip.

Then, he smashed it again, saying that it was delicious.

Master Puyun smiled and refilled him with another glass.

Lu Wen hurriedly thanked him.

Lu Zheng didn't move.

Or rather, he looked a little out of shape.

Master Puyun saw it, but didn't say anything.

Lu Wen drank two cups of tea in a row before he realized that something was wrong with his general.

He looked at Lu Zheng and found that Lu Zheng seemed to be looking for something.

Strange in his heart, Lu Wen followed Lu Zheng's line of sight and looked over.

However, nothing strange was found.

"General, what are you looking for?" Taking advantage of Master Puyun's efforts to pour tea with his head down, Lu Wen approached Lu Zheng's ear and asked in a low voice.

When Lu Zheng heard Lu Wen's words, he withdrew his gaze.

"Nothing." Lowering his eyes and removing the disappointment in his eyes, Lu Zheng shook his head.

Although Lu Wen felt that there was something wrong with Lu Zheng, but Lu Zheng didn't say it, he couldn't guess, and in front of Master Puyun, he didn't dare to ask more, so he had to keep silent.

Lu Zheng picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and said to Master Puyun: "Master, among the medicinal materials you want, there is still a taste of ambergris and nine dead soul grass, ambergris I have already entrusted someone to send a message to His Royal Highness the Prince, I believe that tomorrow at the latest, I can get it, as for the Nine Dead Soul Grass, I remember that there is one on Zixia Mountain, I will pick it myself tomorrow, and then send it to the master." ”

Master Puyun nodded, "Amitabha, the general bothered. ”

"The master is polite, this should be said by Lu Zheng."

Master Puyun is dispensing medicine for himself, where is he bothered, it should be the master who bothered.

"The medicinal materials will be placed here by the poor monk first, and the poor monk will hurry up the time to make medicine, and before the expedition, the general will come to get it."

"Thank you, master, then, Lu Zheng will come back to bother in a few days." Since the person he wanted to see was not there, it was not good for him to disturb Master Qingxiu here anymore.

When Master Puyun heard Lu Zheng's farewell, he didn't stay long, got up and sent people out of the meditation room.

"General Lu, Vice General Lu walks slowly, and the poor monk will not be far away."

"Master, please stay."

Lu Zheng and Lu Wen made a Buddhist salute to Master Puyun, turned around and left.

After Master Puyun watched Lu Zheng and Lu Wen walk away, he turned around again and went to the ear room next to his meditation room.

There, An Sheng and a few people were busy.

When Master Puyun went, he saw a few half-grown children, surrounded by a large wooden basin, and were giving vines and pulling silk.

Xu was so busy that several people didn't notice him coming, and they were still busy with the work at hand without distraction.

Master Puyun smiled with satisfaction.

But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore, the corners of his eyes still twitched, and the Buddhist beads in his hand also had the urge to throw them out.

Sins and sins, the monk is most jealous of love, hatred, greed, hatred, and hatred, and he can't break his vows.

Master Puyun secretly persuaded himself and silently recited the Heart Purification Mantra.

And why Master Puyun is so "angry", there is also a reason.

Who told him that the children who thought he was working hard and down-to-earth turned out to be "playing".

A big child, leading three children, is really lively!

I thought that a few of them had changed sex, and today they are so honest, it turns out that they are all "illusions"!

"Oh, master, you're here!" An Sheng finished playing Huitong's cerebellar, and as soon as he withdrew his hand, he saw Master Puyun standing at the door, looking at them.

The sunlight outside the house came in, and Master Puyun stood against the light, as if his whole body was bathed in the light of the Buddha, An Sheng understood Master Puyun's expression as "love", and he was very happy, and waved his hand at the master without sight.

After saying hello, she smiled at Huitong again, "Then, Huitong, if you sincerely call me Senior Sister, I will let you win, how about it?" “

It turned out that An Sheng and the others were "having fun in the bitterness" and were playing in the competition.

In a quarter of an hour, see who is fast and good, the fastest and best person, you can play the slowest and worst person, a brain melon.

It is conceivable that Huitong, a little monk who grew up in a Buddhist temple, does this kind of thing, where is the opponent of people like An Sheng, who are used to fiddling with silk threads.

Therefore, the silk of this medicinal vine has been drawn a lot, and Huitong still hasn't won once.

Although An Sheng and the others couldn't really make the effort to fight Huitong, the little monk was also aroused and refused to admit defeat.

Although he was in a hurry, he just refused to admit defeat and called An Sheng Senior Sister.

An Sheng originally saw that the little monk was so stubborn, so he was going to give up and let the child win once, but who knew that Master Puyun was here again, she couldn't hold back for a while, so she teased Huitong again.

After saying that, she "regretted it", and was so frightened that she hurriedly covered her forehead and went to see the master.

Sure enough, I saw the master who came out of the "Buddha's light", his face was like the bottom of a black pot, where was the "loving" look she saw just now.

"Master, master, you're done, look, how is this medicinal vine silk pumped, this thickness, used to weave soft armor, do you think it's okay?" An Sheng hurriedly stood up on his legs, took the small basket beside him where the medicinal vine silk was placed, and showed it to Master Puyun.

Master Puyun snorted, and when he saw An Sheng smiling, he couldn't help but want to be happy, but he wanted to endure it, so he looked down at the medicinal vine silk in the basket.

An Sheng and the others didn't have the intention of playing around at this time, and they all stood up unconsciously and nervously, waiting for Master Puyun to finalize.

This medicinal vine is not a simple job, and after only half an hour, the fingertips of several of them are sharpened.

After all, it is the result of his own hard work, and he naturally wants to be recognized by the master.