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In the third year of Xuanhe, Emperor Zhao Ji of the Great Song Dynasty has ascended the throne for more than ten years, and in these years, there have been uprisings and civil changes in various places, but relying on the rich foundation before the dynasty, there is no big problem, at least Bianliang is still the bright capital of Menghua.

Such repeated tossing and turning made the dynasty gradually twilight, but most Song people could not see it or did not want to see it, and some were even more ignorant of it.

This day coincides with August 18, which is the peak time of the year when the tide of the Qiantang River is at its peak.

In the middle of the night, the tide rises, the waves fly, Bai Lian rushes, the momentum is huge, the roar rumbles, like the golden drum of the battlefield.

There is Liuhe Temple on the side of the Qiantang River, and a seven-story floating temple is built inside.

If it is in the daytime, the rich people of the martial arts give a few silver coins, they can go to the tower in the name of the Buddha, worship the Bodhisattva is false, and the tide is true.

Since ancient times, Qiantang tide is the first in the world, so that people never get tired of looking at it, and a white line rolls in the distance, which is a rare creation of heaven and earth.

It was late at night, and everything was silent, and the tide was rumbling, like thousands of horses running together, and like endless thunder.

The people of Lin'an are accustomed to it, and occasionally they are awakened in a dream, they just whisper and scold the sentence "Lu Erchaoshui", and then turn over and fall asleep.

Shengdou small people, tomorrow have to go to the ground or do business, sleep badly will not have the strength to work, this year a lot of harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, the slightest carelessness will end up a broken family.

Suddenly, a reckless monk jumped out of the meditation room of Liuhe Temple, holding a mixed iron water grinding Zen staff, wearing only a sinus jacket on his lower body, and a soap cloth on his upper body.

Others jumped in the open space in the courtyard, the Zen staff was horizontal, and the nine iron rings on the warehouse rang loudly, shouting: Enemy attack! Hurry up!

Monk Mang is Lu Zhishen.

This time, Song Jiang took the Liangshan heroes to level Fang La, and the class teacher returned to the court, and happened to pass by the Liuhe Temple, so he stayed in the temple for one night.

Lu Zhishen was originally a military man in Kansai and had never set foot in Jiangnan.

This battle, the battle was won, but everyone's morale was very low, as if the defeat was Liangshan instead of Fang Tianwang, although it was a victory, but it was too tragic, when he went to one hundred and eight stars, only thirty-six were left on the return trip, and those who survived by luck did not see any good things, such as Wu Song fell disabled.

Lu Zhishen is heroic and hearty, and he has a long mind, no matter where he is, no matter how low the morale of everyone is, as long as he stuffs two fat dog legs and a gourd of turbid wine, everyone will soon be hot.

The flower monk is what makes all the heroes break their hearts.

It's just that this time the victorious class teacher, Hu Baoyi naturally had a smile on his face, and received countless praises along the way, but Luda was silent, and he no longer called friends when eating and drinking.

And everyone didn't bother him, they all knew that Master Zhishen was sad, Shi Jin, who was also a disciple and friend, Shi Dalang and Li Zhong were shot to death, Wu Song broke his arms, and his good brother Lin Chong was originally fine, but he suddenly got wind paralysis...... It can only be cultivated in the temple.

Without flowers, the monk was drunk, and everyone only felt that the taste of the imperial wine was also faint.

In the past few days, all the heroes have been repairing in the Liuhe Temple, Lu Zhishen is eating and drinking every day and then falling asleep, but he was surprised to hear the tide in his sleep, and he and other people who are old in the army immediately realized that it was the enemy who broke into the camp.

His movement scared the other local monks in the meditation room to wake up, and he even said that Lu Zhishen knew that the thunder tide letter was the creation of heaven and earth.

Suddenly, the whole person paused, and his mind was before the expedition to Liao, and he went to Wutai Mountain to see Master Zhiqing to seek enlightenment, and the master passed on the first verse, and the last two sentences were: "Round when the tide meets, and lonely when you meet the letter"

Suddenly the Lingtai was clear, and he didn't say much.

Just let the Taoist in the temple boil the soup, wash it clean, and change the soap cloth that he wears every day into a monk's robe, go to the Dharma Hall to catch a Zen chair, sit in it, burn a good incense, coil up two feet, put the left foot on the right foot, and then no longer breathe.

By the time Song Jiang arrived with the heroes of Liangshan, Lu Zhishen had already vacated by nature and passed away.

The brothers looked at it again, and saw that there was paper on the table, and the handwriting was horizontal and vertical, but the ink was dripping, and it was obviously done in one go, which was Lu Zhishen's masterpiece.

Song Jiang wiped away his tears and read according to the words: "I don't cultivate good fruits in my life, I only love to kill people and set fires." Suddenly, the golden rope was opened, and the jade lock was torn off here. Hey, the tide on the Qiantang River is coming, and today I know it's me! ”

Everyone was silent when they heard it, and Fang La's punishment was a happy event.

But Liangshan suffered heavy losses, and everyone won the class, but everyone had relatives and friends or like-minded brothers who stayed in Jiangnan, which made people feel sad, and then thought about the days when they drank wine and ate meat in Liangshan's big bowl before, it was really like a world away.

Ruda walked away freely, without the slightest concern, envious of others.

There are also smart people introspecting: "Luda was reluctant to recruit at the beginning, he is a person of great wisdom, his words and deeds have always been in harmony with the way of heaven, and now he is dead, I am afraid that it is also a warning to us." ”

Thinking about it again, before the expedition to Fangla, Zhuyunlong asked for resignation and cultivation......

In the next few days, there was first Li Jun, a mixed river dragon, who was sick, and Tong Wei and Tong Meng's brothers built a ship and went to sea, and Yan Qing said goodbye without saying goodbye......

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Besides, Lu Zhishen originally had longing wisdom, he was open-minded and transparent, he had an epiphany before he passed away, and his eyes were closed, waiting for the Buddha to summon him to the Western Heaven Elysium.

However, before the music arrived, he was fluttering out of the dust, and the whole person was only fluttering in the sky, wandering with the wind.

"Ah, don't let the Sprinkle family enter reincarnation, and don't let the Sprinkler family prove the fruit position, why is this?"

Looking down from the sky, I saw the changes in the world and the vicissitudes of life.

There are countless joys and sorrows in the world, and there are even more iterations of the rivers and mountains, such a grand and complex world scene, which is instantly in the eyes and completely in the chest.

Lu Zhishen showed his wisdom to the fullest, and he unconsciously proved that his eyes were full of power.

In the blink of an eye, he saw Song Jiang poisoning Li Kui;

The Jurchens flourished in the white waters of Montenegro, and the officials were short-sighted in Liaojin and resisted Liao;

Yue Wumu's martial arts were world-famous, and he smashed Huanglong, but he was unjustly killed in Fengbo Pavilion;

The big Song flowers are broken; King Kang crossed the river with mud and horses, and the capital was Hangzhou.

The black tartars flourished, sweeping the world and abroad;

Diaoyu City isolated the riverside for 36 years, Wen Tianxiang swore not to surrender, Lu Xiufu carried the young master into the sea, and Shenzhou fell, which was miserable.

It wasn't until Zhu Lao'er started with a broken bowl, chased the world, waved the Northern Expedition, and revived the Han Dynasty, and saw the seventeenth year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty......