Looking at this state of others, when I still can't get through my own affairs, people's understanding of Zen masters actually began to popularize sentient beings.

I looked at him, I picked up my glass and toasted him, and we drank it.I said, “Zen Enlightenment.”

"Didn't you tell me, call Zen, don't add a master."Enlightenment.

I said with a thick face: "Wu Zen, what does the poem you just read mean, it sounds poetic, do you encounter something fun?" 」

He laughed, “Wang Qiang, I read it to you on purpose.”

I stood there, blinking, and asked for advice."

Enlightenment read it again: "The wine is shallow and deep, the flowers are trapped in the wine, and I don't know who is in the spring."At night, the play is in the middle of the night, and the flowers should be drunk before the curtain, but the wine will inevitably be bad.Do you know what that means?”

"I don't know, it seems to be very fashionable."I said.

He gave me a thumbs up: “Yes, spiritually.This is a beautiful poem.Wang Qiang, I will tell you a story."

I drink wine and eat food and listen to high stories.

He said, “I think that in the beginning, in ancient times, the specific age was unexamination.”There is such a young lady, looks like a jade, at that time the family is strictly controlled, the young lady is exquisite is not the door two doors.This lady, who grew up to the age of fifteen or six, was at the beginning of her love, but she had never contacted a man.On this day, she went with her to the suburban monastery and wished, and when she came back, she looked at the book for a while, and gradually tired of turning off the lamp.That very night, she had a very strange dream."

I listened with interest, and then asked.

Wu Zen said, "In the dream, a small monk like jade flowers came to her bed, directly set off the stew, and the young lady was trapped."Miss felt that it was wrong, to push him, the little monk said affectionately, don't be afraid, you and I were married five hundred years ago, today is the fate of the previous birth.The young lady listened to him so, and she seemed familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.The little monk took advantage of the situation and made a gift of Zhou Gong with the young lady.The lady woke up the next day, full of sweat, and found that it was Nanke's dream."

I listened to the story he told, as if he had moved, and thought of what was floating in the air, and thought it was not accurate.

“And then what?”I asked.

Wu Zen said: "This matter is getting bigger and bigger, not only the young lady, but also their family's maids dreamed of this little monk, and even the lady of this family dreamed that the little monk made the lady up and down their house soaked in smoke."Later, a high-ranking Taoist came, and at a glance he saw that the house had demonic spirit, and opened the altar to split out a big spider's essence.

He drank wine: "It turns out that this spider has a climate of cultivation, has a Tao, uses demonic methods to dream, enters the dream of women, turns into a demonic monk who is Peugeot to the extreme, and the woman's cloud rain, in fact, it is to pick up the yin and yang, and practice sorcery."

When he said this, he stopped talking and ate the food on the table with relish.

I wondered what he said about the story, what was the intention, and should be related to me.

I mentioned chopsticks, caught a mouthful of meat, was about to eat, suddenly wanted to understand, and suddenly patted the table: "Wu Zen, you mean... do you know what the money of the treasure is fascinated by?" 」

He laughed, "I'm just telling stories, what do you think so much?"

Last night when I did my practice, I saw a humanoid that did not seem to have hair lying on the body of Zhou Chunhui, when I felt nothing, now I heard Zen said this, the more I listened to it, the more I felt like a monk.

Is the Zen Master pointing me out?

He is a rare and high man, and since I have been fortunate enough to meet him, I cannot miss it.I immediately said, now there is a difficult thing, I want to ask the Zen point.

Zen gestured and motioned for me to say.I told me about the thousand-gold coma of the Zheba-soon, and the 1510 things I did last night.

He smiled, I don't know if he knew about it or if he was listening to me now.

I coughed, "I have a no-love request, you can go see me tomorrow, help me staff."I would have liked to mention the remuneration, but I can follow such a high person to say that money is really insulting to others, and wait until the time to finish the work and see the opportunity to see.

Zen: “Yes.But I have one condition.”

“What conditions?You said it.”

He looked into my eyes and said, “I hope you don’t forget me.”

He looked straight at me, his eyes like the sea before the storm.I was looked at by him, I couldn't look at him at all, and I laughed awkwardly and smiled: "Wonder Zen, what do you mean?"How can I forget you?”

This condition of the hysteria of the hysteria of the hysteria of the hysteria of the Confucian qi , hysterically, makes people feel confused.

Zen: “How’s your writing?”

I kind of wonder: "I like to read books, but I rarely write things, and I don't study Chinese."

Master Wu Zen knocked on the tabletop with his hand, "A long time ago, someone once wrote my story, but unfortunately, it was an old yellow calendar."So, I hope that when we are together, you can observe me up close and describe my words and deeds," he said, "I wrote a biography for me."

“Biography?”I am a little confused.

He said, "Yes, if you can write it, I can help you with anything."

His request is very strange, not too difficult to do, perhaps he wants to spread his ideas and stories of Pudu sentient beings through words, so I am also a merit.

I said no problem.

Wu Zen said, "If you want to write my biography, you must write articles, so it is best to read a little more books, don't write shit."

I laughed, “That’s not it.Come, drink, even if it's for sure."

When we had a drink together, I suddenly remembered one thing: “Won Zen, are there many people who want to write for you?”

He said, “Yes, plus you, I have entrusted a total of five people.”Because I live in a place, like a floating place, today in Jiangbei, tomorrow may be in Changbai Mountain, the day after tomorrow may come to Xiamen.So I try to pick people from five different places, and once I get to their location, I will talk to them all night and talk about my recent events, and they will naturally record and write.”

I heard it sour, and I wasn’t the only one.

I suddenly wanted to understand and asked boldly, "Understanding Zen, since I want to make a biography for you, I hope you don't hide some things, I need to know some of your true thoughts."

Wu Zen made a gesture: "I can guarantee that everything I say is true, but there is something inconvenient to say, I will choose not to say, as long as there is no lie."

I think that the person of Enlightenment has no shelf at all, and it is very relaxed to get along with each other, but I don't know why, I always feel that he has some natural and spontaneous sense of distance, so that people can't get close to them anymore.

I said, "You already know about the matter of the garriver."

"Yes," said Enchan, "and I know who the murderer is."

“Who?”I quickly asked.

Wu Zen said: "A few days ago, the Qianjin Zhou Chunhui of the Polyao-Baosai and a few friends went out to play, and entered a remote temple on the outskirts, which had only one monk in the temple, and the rest were helpers.They do not know that this monk is a demonic monk.”

“The demon?”I took a cold breath.

Wu Zen nodded: "I have been tracking this demon monk for some time, he does not know where to learn a kind of magic, can dream, free to enter the dreams of others."In the dream, he can be in the real, arrange to design the dreams of others, he can be a blessing in it, the king and dominate.This demonic monk is not very interested in power, and the main objects of his dreams are young girls, entering their dreams, what he wants to do and what he wants to do."

“The spring dream?”I tried to say, “Chou Chunhui was fooled by this monk in his dream?”

“Almost.”Zen nods his head.

I said, "I also had a spring dream, just a dream, it's over, why can't Zhou Chunhui wake up?"

"This is not an ordinary dream," Wu Zen said, "this is called to be true, the specific does not explain, in short, after the demon monk into the dream, everything to the other side, as the real thing happened."He killed the man in a dream, and that man would die in reality."

I took a cold breath, covered with goosebumps, thinking that this thing was too strong, I did not expect the world really has such a magic.

He said, “This law is against heaven and hell, and the charm of the demon is unusual, and I have long wanted to walk for heaven.”I know this because I have been spying on the demon monk in secret, looking for opportunities, and seeing that he has harmed Zhou Chunhui."

I patted the table: "What are we waiting for, let's go get the demon monk now."

Zen waved: “No hurry.This demonic monk's magic is very powerful, hard-wired but not afraid of anything, but it may disturb the world, shocking, this is not beautiful.In fact, the demon monk dreams and plays with women, not only to satisfy his own color heart, he is still picking yin and yang, picking the girl's filament to practice himself, as long as we wait for him to dream, the practice is tight, you can take it in one fell swoop!" 」