Young Master Liu secretly controlled the trembling Heavenly Sword in his hand with luck. His eyes were surprised and expectant but nervous and looked around for any disturbance around the pine forest.
Is it the person who has made me, Shu'er and Yao'er always worried? Is it really him?
Under the complex gazes of everyone with different expressions, a slightly thin figure came into view on the path leading from the pine trees to the entrance of the imperial mausoleum.
The visitor was wearing a bamboo hat and a light gray scholar's robe. His thin figure gradually became clearer in everyone's eyes as he approached.
Young Master Liu stared at that extremely familiar thin figure with eyes full of excitement. He couldn't hold back the surprise in his heart, and he couldn't help but raise a thick smile at the corner of his mouth.
“Old man, it’s really you!”
As soon as Mr. Liu's gentle murmur fell, three extraordinary figures appeared again from the paths in the other three directions of the imperial mausoleum.
Although the faces of the three of them cannot be seen clearly due to the distance, it can be seen from their unearthly figures that they are extraordinary.
Brother Bai? Brother Baishan? Brother Huifa? Hiss... Could it be the three of them?
Young Master Liu secretly discussed the names the film host just mentioned, and he could vaguely guess the identities of the other three visitors.
But how did they come? Including the old man, he had no chance to notify any of them to come to the imperial mausoleum to help him. How did they know the news?
Moreover, the old man and his grandpa Bai Hulai can still talk to them. After all, the two elders have an extraordinary relationship with themselves. One is his mentor and grandpa, and the other is his own grandpa. The two of them came to help him.
There is nothing wrong with that.
But what about Zen Master Baishan and Zen Master Huifa? Why did they come to help me when they were not close to me?
Zen Master Huifa was a little better. When he was put under house arrest in the capital of the Kingdom of Jin, when he was playing in the capital, he entered the Dahuguo Temple and had a chance encounter with Master Huifa.
We have a little bit of an old acquaintance.
But this kind of old friendship is just a chance encounter at best. It's not worth it for him to come all the way from the original capital of the Jin Kingdom to the capital to help him, right?
The most important thing is how did the four of them know what happened today and how could they arrive in time?
You must know that a few days ago, when I was talking to a group of ladies in the study, I was full of regret and said that even if I sent someone to the capital to summon the old Zen Master Huifa to come and help, it would be too late.
But what about now? I didn’t even go to invite them, but they came to help me. What is going on?
Let’s talk about my grandfather Bai Hu Lai. On his son Liu Chengzhi’s wedding day, he did not come to the capital to attend his great-grandson’s wedding banquet because of his old age. How did he come to the capital from the East China Sea in three days?
Could it be that the old man had actually come to the capital with Thirteenth Aunt and the others a long time ago, but for some reason he had been lurking and not showing up?
That makes sense.
Where is the old man? His whereabouts have been elusive in recent years. The dragon has been living a happy life in the rivers and lakes. Even I, Yunyao and Shu'er, the old man's granddaughters, have not seen him for several years.
An old man.
A few of us even privately doubted whether the old man was still alive. How did he know what happened today?
Could it be that the old man has been living in seclusion in a corner of the capital these years, and he just deliberately did not show up to meet him and others?
Other than this possibility, nothing else makes sense.
After all, the film owner only gave himself three days to prepare. If he wanted to notify them, whether he could find them within three days was a problem.
As for the old Zen Master Baishan of Dabei Zen Forest in the Western Desert, all I can say about him is that I have only heard of his name but not seen his person.
His coming to help him today was something Liu Dashao never expected.
As for why Young Master Liu is so sure that he is also here to help with boxing, there is no need to think about it, okay? You can't come to a place like the Imperial Mausoleum just for an outing, right?
While Young Master Liu was thinking secretly, the four Wen Renzheng people had already reached a position less than twenty steps away from Young Master Liu and stopped.
The four people from Wen Renzheng stopped one after another. After seeing each other's relatively familiar faces, they also had a look of surprise on their faces. It was obvious that seeing each other here was beyond their expectations.
Wen Renzheng silently took off the bamboo hat on his head. His old eyes with hidden light first glanced at Bai Hulai next to him, who was wearing a brown outfit and carrying a wine gourd and sipping silently. Then he looked at him with strange eyes.
The old Zen Master Baishan is wearing a moon-white cassock, and the old Zen Master Huifa is wearing a heather gray monk's robe.
“Brother Bai, it’s not surprising that you are an old man here, but why are you two immortals, Baishan Old Bald Donkey and Huifa Old Bald Donkey, here today?
What's the matter? You don't want to guard your Buddha and Bodhisattvas all day long and recite Amitabha. Are you planning to return to the secular world?
It's a good thing, but it's a little too late to return to secular life at this time, right? After all, at this age, even if you two old bald asses have returned to secular life, the gadgets below are of little use, right?
I think even if you take some medicine like Haw Pao Powder to cheer you up, you probably won’t be able to withstand the fatal moves of the beautiful lady.
It's better not to return to the secular world, but to keep your Buddha and Bodhisattvas and continue to be pure in mind and desires. After all, it won't make much difference if you return to the secular world."
Bai Hulai was enjoying the wine in the gourd in a relaxed manner. Hearing Wen Renzheng's extremely harsh ridicule to the old Zen Master Baishan and the old Zen Master Huifa, he couldn't help but snorted and wiped the coughed up wine from the corner of his mouth.
The old face gradually turned red uncontrollably.
The title "Old Bald Donkey" was often called by him in the past, but today these two old bald donkeys came to help his grandson after all. Bai Hu Lai was just thinking about how to call him a more appropriate name, but he didn't expect Brother Wenren to call him "Old Bald Donkey".
He shouted so mercilessly.
You said it happily, but what should I call you next? Although I really want to say "old bald donkey", the timing today is really not appropriate.
Call me Zen Master! It seems that I am trying to play the opposite role to you, Mr. Wenren.
This is what makes me sad.
Bai Hu Lai was still hesitating about how to call Bai Shan. Hui Fa and the other two were more suitable, but their reactions helped Bai Hu Lai solve the problem.
I saw Baishan and Huifa looking at each other, with the corners of their eyes twitching as they looked at Wen Renzheng, who was smiling.
"When you hear about people's affairs, you're an old bastard. Just call him "old monk" or "stinky monk". That's too much for you, old bald donkey. You're an old mediocre man who is in vain to be a teacher."
“That makes sense. I haven’t gotten angry in years. You fucking old bastard made me angry as soon as you showed up. You are really not a thing.”
Wen Renzheng laughed a few times with unruly eyes: "Old bald donkey, don't blame me for you two not practicing enough. You can't bear any ridicule. It goes against your Buddhist way of pure cultivation!"
“Hey, you’re a bastard, you old bastard, and you still call me an old bald donkey... You... you... don’t make sense.”
Bai Hulai saw the red faces of the three of them, and hurriedly put away the gourd of wine and walked to the middle of the three to act as a peacemaker.
“Dede, brother Wenren, Baishan Laobal… Brother, brother Huifa, we are now old, so we shouldn’t be as grumpy as we were when we were young.
It’s not easy to be able to get together today. Let’s keep our tempers together. Let’s keep our tempers together. Let’s just give this old brother a pat on the back, okay?
Besides, our intentions for coming today are roughly the same, and we should be unanimous in dealing with the outside world. Isn’t it a joke to start internal strife as soon as we meet?
It's all calm, all calm, if you don't give me a piece of noodles, you have to give a piece of noodles to my grandson, right?"
Hearing this, Wen Renzheng and the other three subconsciously glanced in the direction of Young Master Liu. They each snorted and looked at the Shadow Master and others who were standing dozens of steps away.