no rules

11

Wuyi Zen master opened the door, and there were indeed two children in the room.A man and a woman, seven or eight years old.

The girl saw Zen Master Wuyi and said, "Short Uncle sold our room to someone else again."

"He's always like this," said the boy.

Angrily, the girl pulled the boy off the bed, and quickly made the bed up: "He wants us to sleep with him in that small, dark, shabby room again."

The boy answered "yes" a few times, and then said to Zen Master Wuyi: "Guest officer, please wait a moment, we will leave right away."

"I'm afraid you have to come back again," said Zen Master Wuyi, "that black face downstairs asked you to bring me two buckets of hot water."

He asked again, "Whose children are you?"

The girl said with a long voice: "It's mother's child, it's a child that mother doesn't want." After speaking, she dragged the boy and bounced away.

After a while, two children brought hot water to Zen Master Wuyi.

Chan Master Wuyi thanked him, took off his bamboo hat, and washed his face with water from a bucket.

He had just washed his face when someone pushed the door open again.It was the waiter, and he brought a few plates of ugly dishes in his hand.

Zen Master Wuyi couldn't help frowning.

Xiao Er gritted her teeth and looked at him.The light color is thick, and the contrast between the black face and white teeth is extremely obvious.

Xiao Er put the dishes on the table and said, "Is this bucket of water no longer needed, sir? Then I'll take it away."

Zen Master Wuyi said: "I don't use it, but you have to use it. You have to use it to clean your face. I can't think of a person who can be so black."

Xiaoer smiled sarcastically, but followed what Zen Master Wuyi said, splashing water on his face.

This time, he was no longer black, but his face was black and white, and there was sewage flowing down from his face, so that no Zen master frowned.

But when he finished washing, he suddenly revealed a handsome appearance.

Chan Master Wuyi smiled and said, "You don't look like a little girl."

"But I am indeed a mistress." The mistress said, "Then what am I like?"

"Like a person."

"Who?"

"Iron Rod Zhang."

Xiao Er smiled: "I'm not like him."

"But you are indeed an iron rod Zhang."

Tie Guan Zhang looked at Wuyi Zen Master, as if he had never seen him before.

The iron rod Zhang said: "Good friend, are you checking me?"

None of the Zen masters were silent.

The iron rod Zhang said: "I thought you didn't return to vulgarity."

"I also thought you wouldn't be here." Zen Master Wuyi said lightly.

"Then why are you still here?"

"Because I checked."

The iron rod said "Oh": "Not only did you check me, but you also checked me very thoroughly."

Zen Master Wuyi said: "I didn't check Tieban Zhang. This man is haunted by ghosts, and there is nothing to check. What I checked was a man named Zhang, and there happened to be a famous family named Zhang in this place."

Iron Rod Zhang was taken aback for a moment, then he laughed loudly and said, "You monk is so funny, is it possible that you have to check all the people with the surname Zhang and Zhang in the world?"

Zen Master Wuyi said: "I only need to investigate this person. Because I know your surname is Li Zaozhang, not Zhang Zhang, and because I know the source of your stick technique."

"That stick technique was created by me, so where does it come from!"

"Yes," Chan Master Wuyi chuckled, as if he breathed a sigh of relief, "because you didn't use a wooden stick, but a flute! And I happened to meet a dwarf named Zhang who broke me with a flute. The temple's immortal body."

"But he was defeated by your hands." Tie Gunzhang's face was a little ugly, "For the first time in so many years, I don't want you to be that little monk back then."

"But I've never been so grateful. I am that little novice back then." Chan Master Wuyi said with a smile, "Maybe no one in the world can find you, except that little novice."

12

Zen Master Wuyi said again: "I think you have something to tell me."

"I don't have anything to say, and people only choose part of what I say to believe." Iron Rod Zhang said.

Zen master Wuyi said: "Me too. I only believe that you are not Wuying Pirates, and I can only believe in the rest." He said again: "If you don't tell me, I can only guess. I guess you are doing it for a girl. Maybe that girl is the real Shadowless Thief, maybe those two children belong to that girl."

Tie Guan Zhang looked at Zen Master Wuyi in surprise.Zen Master Wuyi smiled bitterly and said, "I was just talking casually."

The iron rod Zhang also smiled wryly: "You monk has also learned badly, and you are fooling people."

Zen master Wuyi said: "I have returned to the common life and am no longer a monk. I just want to ask one question: Where is the girl now? If she has not had some accidents, how can I ask you to take her place?"

Iron Rod Zhang said bitterly: "She is dead. If she does not die, she will be exposed, so she is dead. But if there is no new Shadowless Stealer, she will still be exposed. But her child is still alive."

Wuyi Zen Master didn't know what happened in the first place, so he could only ask: "So what?"

"They are the children of the Shadowless Thieves. Someone will always find them. Everyone knows that the Shadowless Thief steals rare treasures. Someone always wants something from them."

None of the Zen masters were dumb.

Tie Kuan Zhang suddenly took out a piece of jade from his pocket, and threw it to Zen Master Wuyi: "You take this jade, and I will never take back what I give away. I will give you this dish for nothing."

Zen Master Wuyi went to pick it up, but saw a burst of extremely choking white smoke erupting around the jade.Wu Yi Zen Master was too busy to take care of himself for a while, and after the white smoke cleared, there was no figure of Zhang Zhang in the room.And that piece of transparent jade was lying quietly on the table next to Zen Master Wuyi.

And there was a pair of high boots lying there by the window, none of the Zen masters picked them up, they were heavy.This man ran away in such a hurry that he didn't even want his shoes.

Zen master Wuyi took the Tongming jade and rushed downstairs to look for the two children, but he was nowhere to be seen.

He went back to the room, looked at the charred dishes on the plate, suddenly picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece, and put it in his mouth.

After taking two mouthfuls, I finally couldn't bear it anymore, spat out the food, and rinsed my mouth vigorously with water.

It was getting late at night, and there was no one Zen master who was so full of thoughts that he could not fall asleep lying in bed.