Lu Wu's master, Master Izumo, was a famous monk of the Great Liang Dynasty and even in this world, and it was rumored that he was profound in Buddhism and compassionate. He never took in an apprentice in his life. At that time, when Lu Wu was born, he found the eldest princess and asked her to agree to Lu Wu's renunciation, but Lu Wu's father drove him out, he finally gave birth to a son, and the dead bald donkey wanted to rob him of his son.

When he was kicked out of the door, he said to Lu Wu's father: "Drive me away now, and you will still come to me when the time comes." ”

Sure enough, a few years ago, Lu Wu had an accident, and in the end he worshipped under Master Izumo.

Lu Wu didn't pass it on, and took Du Ruo directly to Master Izumo's courtyard.

The yard was cleaned very clean, there was not a single fallen leaf, the courtyard was outside the towering ancient forest, the breeze blew, the leaves rustled, and there was no one in the yard quietly, Du Ruo only felt that it was too quiet here, and the indifference outside the red dust.

She couldn't help but hold Lu Wu's hand, and suddenly an inexplicable sense of tension surged up, Lu Wu seemed to feel her stiffness, and smiled at her, "The master is very good, you can treat him as an ordinary old monk." ”

"Am I an ordinary old monk? Stinky boy, did you say that about the master? "Out of the ashram came an old monk of about fifty years old, with a thin body. With a gray beard, a calm face, and a sharp look swept over Du Ruo, as if the joke just now was not what he said.

"Master, don't scare Ah Ruo." Lu Wu was afraid that Master Izumo would scare Du Ruo, so he said anxiously.

"I didn't do anything, how did I scare her." Master Izumo looked at Lu Wu with a smile and a smile, this kid, Buddhism still can't keep him after all. It's a pity.

According to his idea, he first let him become a layman, and then slowly persuade him to become a monk and take over his mantle. Now, when he brought a girl to see him, his thoughts were in vain.

It's really better to count people than to be counted by heaven.

Master Izumo sighed twice, and took the two of them to the guest hall outside the quiet room, and Du Ruo looked at this guest hall curiously. The wide room fully reflects the regulations left by the Buddha. There were no superfluous ornaments in the room, light gray muslin curtains, a table and a couch were placed in a staggered manner, there were no chairs, a few futons, and they sat on the floor.

There are a few vegetarian fruits, teapots, teacups, and tea cans on the small table. Lu Wu pulled Du Ruo to sit opposite Master Izumo, who sat down first. Izumo Master Gu poked open the small red clay stove on the side and began to make tea.

"Why did you think of coming to me today? Is there anything you don't know to debate with me? Although Master Izumo was talking to Lu Wu, his eyes were sweeping Du Ruo.

"Take Ah Ruo out for a walk, and take a look at you by the way." Lu Wu returned unnaturally.

The master glanced at him with a smile, picked up the kettle on the side, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Du Ruo. If you have a sweetheart, you don't have a master to do anything, this is typical. It should have been for him to lose his hair and cut off his love roots.

But the master forgot that even if he became a monk, he could still be vulgar.

Du Ruo took the tea and thanked him, and took a sip gently, it was the best Mingqian tea. Looking at the master's appearance, he seems to be very down, but he didn't expect that everything is good.

"Your friend's fate is a little weird, obviously a rich life, but he has suffered a lot since he was a child, interesting and fun." Master Izumo looked at Du Ruo intently and carefully, and his brows furrowed into a distinct word "Chuan".