Treasures of the Tang Gate Chapter 11, Zhuangzi's past
"Hey, look, there's an inn up ahead, let's go in and spend the night. Zhuangzi pointed to a room in front of him and said.
"Okay, let's go over then. Wen Dao said as he kept stroking his face.
"Hey, Brother Wen, why have you been touching your face all the way, didn't you just punch Brother Zhuang. Han Wangsun, who was walking aside, said slowly.
"That's right, didn't I just give you a gentle punch, why are you a green-haired turtle so inhibitive, you see that my nosebleeds are gone, and you are still touching your stinky face. Zhuangzi crossed his waist and pointed at Wen Dao and said.
"You purple potato, I'm embarrassed to say, my bruises can't be stopped, otherwise it will damage my elegance, how can I be like you, not elegant at all!" Wen Dao stroked his face with one hand, and pointed to Zhuangzi Heng with the other and said loudly.
"Stinky beauty!" Zhuang Ziheng ignored Wen Dao, turned around and said disdainfully.
"You ......" Wen Dao was almost killed by Zhuangzi, gritting his teeth and saying.
"Okay, okay, you two, stop arguing. The two of you have been arguing non-stop along the way, I'm afraid that you will be enemies in your previous life. Han Wangsun on the side walked in the middle of Zhuangziheng and Wen Dao, relieved the embarrassing atmosphere, and said slowly.
At this point, all three stopped at the same time.
In front of me, there was a dilapidated wooden house, a table made of stone in front of the room, four small chairs made of stone, and some tattered pieces piled up next to the room.
"When we get there, let's go in first. Han Wangsun said slowly.
"Squeak. ”
Han Wangsun pushed open the door with one hand.
At this time, darkness appeared in front of the three of them.
"Why is this room so dark?" said Zhuangzi as he stepped into the room.
"It looks like it's a deserted house, and it's uninhabited now. Wen Dao said slowly.
"Ahh
"Don't be afraid, rats. Wen Dao said coldly.
"Brother Wen, this ...... Can this house be inhabited?" Han Wangsun on the side looked at Wen Dao and asked.
"I don't think so, but isn't there a stone table in front of this room, and I might be able to deal with it there tonight. Wen Dao touched his chin and said slowly.
"I'll go first, if you're afraid of the cold, you might as well stay in the house. Wen Dao walked out the door and said coldly.
"I'd better take a look inside first. Zhuangzi said horizontally, rubbing his head.
"Then I'll take a look inside with Brother Zhuang. Han Wangsun said slowly.
At this time, Wen Dao walked in front of the stone chair, pulled up his robe with both hands, and sat down slowly.
"Well, I don't know what's going to happen next. Wen Dao rested his chin on the stone table with one hand and his thigh with the other, looked up at the starry sky, and then slowly closed his eyes and said sadly.
"Hey, Brother Zhuang, it really stinks in here, I can't stand it. Han Wangsun covered his nose and said.
"It's okay, it's okay, I can stand it. Zhuangzi kept turning through the rags and said without raising his head.
"Brother Zhuang, I'd better go out and sit with Brother Wen, it's so stinky here, I can't stand it. Han Wangsun covered his nose and said.
"Okay, then you go out and talk to Brother Wen. Zhuangzi said slowly, his hands kept turning over the rags.
At this time, Han Wangsun walked out of the room, came to the stone chair, and slowly sat down.
"Oh, how did you get out, weren't you in there with that kid. Wen Dao opened his eyes and said slowly.
"It stinks so much in there, I'd better get some fresh air. Han Wangsun put his hands on his thighs and said slowly.
"What is that kid doing inside?" Wen Dao looked at Han Wangsun and asked coldly.
"Alas, he kept rummaging through the rags inside, and he didn't know what he was looking for. Han Wangsun turned to the room and pointed to the room and said.
"Well, I'm afraid the kid has a bad brain. Wen Dao held his forehead and said with a sigh.
"Alas, maybe, if he finds out a book of martial arts secrets, wouldn't it be ......," Han Wangsun said slowly.
"Martial arts fart, I think that kid has a bad brain, I think my master asked me to help him treat his brain. ”
"Well, I can't think of helping a fool......," Wen Dao said with a sad expression.
"Alas, Brother Wen, don't say that, along the way, Ziheng has helped us a lot, and every time he retreated in battle, he was the first to rush forward. Han Wangsun couldn't help but praise Zhuang Ziheng.
"Rush a fart, he's just looking for death, every time I save him, if it weren't for me, he wouldn't know how many times he died. Wen Dao said disdainfully.
"Don't say that, if only he could have a good deal with someone else. Han Wangsun said slowly.
"That's because the enemy didn't kill them all. Wen Dao said loudly.
"This has just been like that in the Maple Leaf Forest, and it hasn't been killed yet, Brother Wen, what do you say?" Han Wangsun said with a puzzled expression.
"Pai Gow killer, judging from the time I was fighting, Wen Zichang and the bench had at least reached the realm of King Kong, and the latter two had not yet appeared, and I think the strength of the latter two has reached the top of the free. Wen Dao slowly explained.
"The realm of rivers and lakes is divided into four realms, and my master has also mentioned it to me. Han Wangsun said to Wen Dao.
"In my opinion, Zhuangzi Heng has reached the realm of the second grade at most, and he can't even enter King Kong, so it can't be their opponent at all. Wen Dao said slowly.
"So, Brother Wen, what about you?" Han Wangsun suddenly asked.
"I, I'm just in the Vajra Mortal Realm, but if I try my best, I don't think I'll have a chance of winning. Wen Dao said slowly.
"Brother Wen, don't say it so absolutely, I won't tell you, I am also in the Vajra Mortal Realm, me and you, and Zhuang Ziheng, there are three people in total, and there is still a chance of winning. Han Wangsun said to Wen Dao with a smile.
"It's true that there is still a chance of winning a King Kong, but the problem is that it may not be one now. Wen Dao said softly while holding his forehead.
And Han Wangsun also sat still and didn't speak, his eyes kept staring at the stone table, as if thinking about something.
"Ah, what is this?" said Zhuangzi in amazement, as he flipped through the pile of rags, took out a book from it.
I saw that an intact book was taken out of the tattered pile by Zhuangzi Heng.
Zhuangzi gently blew the dust on the book with his mouth, and patted it with his hand.
I saw that there were four big characters on the book - the big arhat palm.
"Great Arhat ......," Zhuang Ziheng muttered quietly.
"Get out of here, get out of here, you wicked!" a burst of voices recalled from Zhuang Ziheng's head.
Pictures were recalled from Zhuangziheng's head:
In front of a wooden house, a mother is holding her child in her hand, and a father is kneeling on the ground and pleading.
"Kill this demon! Kill this demon!" everyone, throw torches!" I saw an old man shouting with his villagers. Suddenly, an old monk descended from the sky, holding a Buddhist bead in one hand and putting the other behind his back, and said leisurely: "Everyone, this demon will be handed over to the old man to deal with, you can go back for the time being." The villagers suddenly stopped yelling and went back.
"Master Xie's life-saving grace! Master Xie's life-saving grace!" I saw a woman and a man kneeling on the ground and kowtowing incessantly.
"Wake up, both of you. I saw the old monk help the two of them.
"Presumably your child is not safe here, and you will die because of him, I think you will hand over your child to me for the time being, and wait for the old man to take him to the temple to ensure the child's life. The old monk said slowly.
"Master Xie, Master Xie!" saw the two of them hand over the child, and said with tears streaming down their faces.
And this child is Zhuang Ziheng.
"Ahh......h Is that you......" Zhuang Ziheng suddenly burst into tears in his eyes and said sadly.
"That kid hasn't come out yet, why don't we go in and see him." Nothing is wrong. Han Wangsun said anxiously.
"It's been a long time, let's go in and have a look. Wen Dao stood up and said.
At this time, Wen Dao and Han Wangsun slowly walked to the front of the wooden house.
"Hey, Brother Zhuang, what are you doing?" asked Han Wangsun as soon as he stepped into the wooden house.
"Zhuang Ziheng, you're afraid you're stupid, what are you doing?" Wen Dao then stepped in and shouted loudly.
"......Ahh Didn't do anything......" As soon as Zhuang Ziheng saw Wen Dao and Han Wangsun coming in, he hurriedly hid the big arhat palm in his clothes, and said hesitantly.
"Hey, Brother Zhuang, what are you doing standing there?" asked Han Wangsun with a puzzled expression.
"I didn't ...... Didn't do anything......" Zhuangzi said with a horizontal grin.
"Ahh Zhuangzi pushed Han Wangsun and Wen Dao sideways towards the door.
"Ah, what's wrong with you, Brother Zhuang?" asked Han Wangsun with a smile.
"Alas, Brother Han, go out quickly, it stinks to death, I can't stand it anymore. Zhuangzi said with a grin, pushing Han Wangsun and Wen Dao.
"Sit down, and get a good night's sleep tonight. Zhuangzi yawned and said slowly.
"Hey, what's the matter with you kid, why did we push us out as soon as we walked in, did you pick up the treasure inside, afraid that we would find out?"
"Thinking too much, can there be gold in this pile of rags?" Zhuangzi said with his hands on the back of his head and a grin.
"Okay, stop arguing, since you're all out, let's rest. Wen Dao said coldly.
"That's for sure, I'm going to have to get a good night's sleep. Zhuangzi closed his eyes and said with a grin.
And Han Wangsun also closed his eyes.
Wen Dao held his chin with one hand, looked up at the starry sky, did not close his eyes, and looked sad.