Zhong Sheng was still in place and waited for Bodhidharma for three days.

Within three days, clouds gathered and dispersed in the sky, and people came and went on the streets.

However, there was no back of Bodhidharma.

Zhong Sheng was wearing a monkey décor, and his face was filled with food given by passers-by, but he didn't move at all.

Farewell is coming again, and people are always so caught off guard.

"The master will not come back."

Zhong Sheng stood up and slapped the dust on his body. He was finally sure that Mid-Autumn Festival night was a farewell.

At the beginning, he couldn't wait to escape, but he couldn't escape.

When he really adapted and planned to stay with Bodhidharma, the other party was like a yellow crane and there was no news.

How can this bad world tease people like this?

What happened before the shadow play?

Why did Bodhidharma disappear without leaving a single word? This is not his style.

After Zhong Sheng left this place, he sensed the position of the shrinking talisman and wanted to find the little donkey.

"By the way, that's the direction."

After Zhong Sheng left Bodhidharma, he no longer pretended to be a monk and did not go to beg for alms.

On weekdays, I rely on digging tubers in the wild, hunting rabbits and mice to fill my stomach.

When you encounter collapsed huts and abandoned temples, you will enter and rest for a while and pack up your things before leaving.

Suddenly one day, he was drinking water by the river and saw that his hair had grown very long and could be tied into a bun.

It has been two or three months since the imperial court issued the documents to seek arrest, and many of them have peeled off after rain and wind.

After all, the world is so big and the people are extremely vicious.

A few days before Zhong died, he saw a new document of arrest, and there were many murderers who killed officials and rebelled.

The new one has replaced the old one, and his arrest documents have officially retired from the second and third-tier positions.

Zhong Sheng found a stem, tied a bun, walked through the city and found that no one paid attention to it.

Finally, there is no need to dress up as a monk.

After Zhong Sheng returned to secular life, he brought a thief nest to celebrate.

He still remembered Bodhidharma's advice and did not want to kill too many people.

But when I saw the thick white bones piled up in the thief's nest, I couldn't help but kill the thief's heads.

This trip was full of loads, and I copied a lot of dry food, money and silk to bring it around. I was much more confident when I was rushing to the road.

Finally got rid of the hard days of sleeping in the open a few days ago.

On that day, he passed by a certain street intersection and saw crowds of people.

Adults and children exclaimed repeatedly, accompanied by clapping and cheering. You can tell that it is a street-based style of performing arts.

Zhong Sheng was not interested, so he turned around and continued on the road.

He heard a voice in his ears, "That monkey is so clever."

When Zhong Sheng heard the word "monkey", he moved his heart and remembered the monkey.

His own monkey and ghostly spirit and proficient in swordsmanship can't be devastating to be a miserable end of performing arts on the street.

Those who were playing monkeys on the street abused them with iron chain whips, taming the monkeys to the point of being wild, and only knowing how to kowtow and beg.

Zhong Sheng was moved by his heart and wanted to see what the monkeys in the crowd looked like.

He squeezed out of the crowd, tall, and could see the scene in the center of the venue without having to cushion the footsteps.

The monkey man is a thin middle-aged man, short and vulgar, and he is reincarnated as a big horse monkey.

He searched the chain with one hand and the whip with the other, constantly scolding him.

"Something, one, two, three, four, okay, it's up to you."

"Dear fellow villagers, I'm satisfied with the view, I'll give you some rewards."

A ball of white shadow churned in the air, untouched, as agile as a flying swallow.

With two clicks, the white shadow fell to the ground, a monkey's body was snow-white, his eyes were flexibly turned, and he stood steadily on the ground.

"good!"

Amid the cheers, they fell like raindrops of copper coins.

If Zhong Sheng saw the monkeys working hard in normal times, he would look at at least hundreds or thousands of them.

But this time the situation is special, so I don’t give it a single word.

Because the white monkey who performed hard in the field was actually a monkey who had been separated from him for a long time.

What a monkey, I quietly found a new owner and re-employed.

Zhong Sheng originally wanted to kill the monkey and rescue the monkey, but he noticed that the monkey had no scars on his body and obviously did not suffer any abuse.

Looking closer, although the monkey man was whipping, he always robbed the time. Although the noise was very loud, it did not fall on the monkey at once.

"I'll have another wonderful thing and let it kowtow to us for congratulations."

The crowd started to clamor, and they didn't bother to watch the fun, and they were urging the middle-aged monkey husband.

Zhong Sheng noticed that when the monkey man heard this, his face collapsed instantly.

"Why aren't you playing? We're waiting to give you a reward!"

There were constant urging people, and the monkey trembled slowly, pinching the whip and gestured twice.

"Or, kowtow?"

He bent down and walked to the monkey and asked in a negotiating tone.

The monkey was furious when he heard this, snatched the long whip and whipped the middle-aged man with his backhand.

Bang, the flesh and blood sounded, and a whip was strong, and it was enough to be pounded.

The monkey man was stunned at first, and jumped up in pain on the spot, bared his teeth and screamed.

The audience was stunned at first, then burst into laughter. It was so interesting to have fun like this.

It is not uncommon for people to play with monkeys, but it is very fresh for monkeys to play with people!

The white monkey was furious and chased the middle-aged monkey man and ran and beat him in the field, jumping up and down.

The role of man and monkey is reversed, which is especially funny.

"Good, good looking, reward, reward."

A farce did not end until evening.

"My little ancestor, you don't know how to be gentle."

"My family has inherited the skills of five generations, and they train monkeys and play with monkeys. I didn't expect to meet you, a living ancestor."

"You can't hit me anymore when you go out tomorrow."

In the sunset, the monkey man carried the monkeys and kept nagging while walking.

"Squeak!"

Hearing the monkeys speak dissatisfied, middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, "Since ancient times, there is no one who doesn't kowtow without kowtowing when playing monkeys. I want to kowtow for you, but no one wants to see this."

"You are really my ancestor. I can't serve you!"

The middle-aged man nagged while walking, but the heavy wallet on his waist was really gaining.

A voice came from the opposite side, "Do you sell this monkey?"

"You guys who eat, don't sell it!"

The middle-aged man was angry and weak to answer. As soon as he spoke, his shoulders suddenly slighted.

The monkey jumped into the air, cheered and took the initiative to throw himself into the other person's arms.

Zhong Sheng hugged the monkey and weighed it a few times, but it didn't get lighter. It seemed that life was good.

"Squeak!"

The monkey's eyes were filled with resentment and asked him why he was only here to look for it now.

Just as he was about to speak, the middle-aged man on the opposite side suddenly knelt down and presented his wallet.

"It's considered that the real owner has been found. This master is very kind and you have taken over the money!"

The monkey was still curious and stretched out his claws to turn the monkey's face on Zhong Sheng's head. He was furious when he heard this.

It squeaked twice, and the monkey retreated with fear.

Look at this, I get beaten a lot!

He cried in tears, "Your monkey is the best, but your temper is too bad. If you get angry, you will beat someone and you will not be able to accept it!"

"I picked him up at that time. I thought I would pick up a treasure, but I didn't expect to pick up an ancestor."

"At least three beats a day, it beats me more than I do. Who can I ask for to reason with me?"

The monkey kowtowed and cried. After a while, he could no longer hear the movement.

When I picked up my head, Zhong Sheng and the monkey were gone in front of me, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!