Chapter 360: Re-taking the path of transformation (Part 2)

"Let's go south, the last stop I've walked, Shaolin Temple." Xiaojun said calmly after the last look at the people here, the people here, the palace here.

This trip is not a waste.

As the journey down the plateau, I have to say that the girls have really strong adaptability. In a few days, there are no more adverse reactions to altitude sickness.

High snow-capped mountains and yaks on both sides of the road.

The sky and the earth are here, and the connection between the two sides is felt. That day is like above the head, so it makes people feel within reach. The ground is so thick, and when it is stepped on it, it is a heavy sense of security.

Standing on the plateau, raise your arms and feel the beauty of the sky and the earth. After a rare light rain, the sun shines through the clouds and shines on the earth again. In the distance, a gorgeous rainbow appears directly in front of Xiaojun and others.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a bridge connecting the sky and the earth. The colorful colors are more like carrying the dreams of many people. Releasing the Buddha can be passed on to the sky. Xiaoyu and the others are moved by the scene, and even clasped their hands together, closed their eyes, and made their own wishes.

The journey straight south was about to go to Shaolin Temple to check it out, and then turned around and rushed back slantedly. After seeing the calmness of the source of the Yangtze River and the waves at the source of the Yellow River, the convoy drove along the direction of Shaolin Temple along the direction of almost parallel to the grassland itinerary.

Along the way, except for the three northeastern provinces in China, Xiaojun and others traveled almost all the provinces in the north, and all the landscapes were almost here. Xiaoyu and the Jurchens were still unsatisfied, but this month was enough.

"Husband, after we arrived at Shaolin Temple, we went back first and went all over the place at once, so we didn't expect the next time. Next time, we went to the northeast, and next time, we visited the southern provinces. How about?" Xiaoyu leaned against Xiaojun, feeling a little regretful, and was afraid of affecting her husband's mood, so she suggested in a light tone.

Xiaojun turned to look at Jiang Qingying and Xue Yuyan, and nodded slightly when he saw the two girls. Jiang Qingying said, "This time I came back, my dad told me to go to a more relaxed environment. GS Huaqingtuan, the life is almost done, let Shuang'er accompany you, and you just take them home to see."

Xiaojun had thought about it before, but that was more than 20 years later. After all, he was shocked when he heard Jiang Qingying's words. Sure enough, he went there. Is it right or wrong to go there? Is it appropriate to work with that person?

Seeing Xiaojun's doubts, Jiang Qingying said firmly: "Honey, I know you want me to go back to Tianjing, but this is my choice. Can you support me?"

Forget it, some things are better, so Xiaojun no longer thought so much in his heart and told Jiang Qingying: "I support you, but there is one requirement, that is, I will not be allowed to work as hard as before, including Yan'er and Xiaoyu, if I find out~~"

"Then my husband will hit them in the butt!" Shuang'er took over the conversation, causing the three girls to hold Shuang'er down, constantly itching and punish her for "doing bad things" from it.

Zuo Jiu and Zuo Shi, who were sitting in front, suddenly spoke: "Young Master Zuo, we will go back with Sister Xiaoyu and the others, and Guzhong will not go back. Anyway, it hasn't been long since we came out."

Xiaojun lowered his head and thought about it. Although it was safer in China, he thought of the RB Cherry Blossom Club, a community with a killer nature. I heard that the recent internal struggle was coming to an end. Who knew when they would smoke cold-hearted for him? There were no Zuo Yi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-

During the evening break, Xiaojun announced the following arrangements.

"Zuo San and Zuo Ba followed Xiaoying to GS, left four, left five, left six, left seven, you cooperate with each other and stay with Xiaoyu and Yan'er. Usually, you can just have left one, left two, follow me, left nine, left ten, after all, you are young, this time, I will take them home to take a look, and follow me and Shuang'er left one, there are some things that they still need to experience."

When they heard Xiaojun's words, everyone's reactions were different. Xiaoyu, Yan'er and Xiaoying felt that Xiaojun was making a big fuss. Just as they were about to say something, Xiaojun glared at him in a rare manner and stopped talking. They knew that preventing problems before they could happen, and not be afraid of trouble. This is Xiaojun's love for him. In this kind of thing, it is better to listen to Xiaojun's opinions to avoid getting angry. But the three women couldn't help but hum, machismo.

Except for Zuo Jiu and Zuo Ten, the rest nodded in understanding. Zuo Shao's strength actually does not need to be protected by himself or herself. Beside him, he only does something that he has no time to do. More importantly, it is to protect Zuo Shao's family. Xiaoyu and his girls have become the top priority. Zuo Shao's parents naturally do not need to be protected by themselves or others. There are people from the state around them to protect them.

Although Zuo Jiu and Zuo Shi didn't say anything, their eyes showed a look of dissatisfaction.

Shuang'er walked over, hugged the two little sisters, looked at their foreheads, lit each one, and smiled and said, "Nine sisters, the young and ten girls are very popular, but you patted your heart and asked, are you really better than them? You must know that in your Zuo Shao's eyes, the safety of Xiaoyu, Yan'er and Xiaoying is more important than his own, and they cannot tolerate any mistakes. It's not that you don't believe you, but that you feel that you have not been exposed to worldly affairs and some things need to be exercised. Don't you want to improve your own strength? Only by following you Zuo Shao can you learn more!"

Xiaoyu and Xue Yuyan also liked these two little sisters very much, so they sat beside them and smiled and said, "Sister, please wait for you to 'return from studying' and accompany you!"

The two little girls, from childhood to adulthood, have devoted all their energy to improving their strength and constantly challenging them, but their minds are almost blank. They are also very idiotic in life and can't even cook. When they hear the encouragement words of a few girls, they are very excited and secretly make up their minds to learn more from Zuo Shao, so that they can become like Sister Shuang'er in the future.

As he got closer to Shaolin Temple, the longer the convoy stopped at night, Xiaoyu and the three girls knew that after the trip to Shaolin, they had to be separated from their lover for a short time. He had so many things to do, and when he thought of parting, he became more and more reluctant. Every night, there was always someone who ran to Xiaojun's room to enjoy his lover's love.

Men and women have different physiological structures. The madness over the past few days made Xiaojun lie on the mat behind the car when he was fine during the day to restore his strength.

When I came to Shaolin Temple for the third time, Xiaojun felt the change here from halfway up the mountain. On the originally calm mountain, people were surging, and people who seemed to be traveling passed by, either up or down.

When we arrived at the mountain gate, a statue of Li Lianjie stood up in the square. The Shaolin Temple really rekindled the vitality of this thousand-year-old temple. Countless teenagers traveled thousands of miles to learn from their masters. Countless tourists who were attracted by the Buddhist culture in the film also regarded this place as a tourist destination.

Xiaojun asked everyone to visit the places that were allowed in front, but he walked to the inner courtyard behind the temple, which was not like tourists.

"Please stay. Behind the donor is the place where the monks of this temple rest, and it is not open to the public!" Walking to a corner gate, the two young monks persuaded some tourists who came forward to return. Xiaojun walked forward with a smile, folded his hands together, and said lightly: "Amitabha, two little masters, please inform me that Zuo Haojun wants to enter the back mountain to worship."

The two monks were stunned for a moment. Judging from the other party’s meaning, they seemed to be very familiar with the temple. Recently, there were many such subdistrict visitors, and many of them were met by the host in person. Although they felt that the worship of the other party was a bit strange, they did not dare to neglect them. They clasped their hands together and said, “Ami Camel Buddha, donor wait, the little monk went to inform the uncle of his master!”

"I'm sorry, Master!" Judging from his age, these two little novice monks must have just been in contact with affairs in the temple. Or they had just entered the temple, otherwise they would not have known themselves, an old acquaintance who had lived here for several months.

There was no reply from the notice there, and footsteps sounded behind him, and not one or two people, and a slightly familiar voice was speaking: "Donor Fu, the host must sit in meditation at this moment every day. The little monk takes you to visit the temple a little, and the host comes out later. I will recommend it to you again, how about it?"

"My little master, Master Huitong is my old friend. I still know his habits for so many years. We are not in a hurry!" An old voice came and got closer.

"Haha, I have always admired the monks in Shaolin Temple. I hope I can see the scenes of monks practicing martial arts in the temple. They are not the things that strengthen the body in front of me." Another young body was influenced by another familiar voice.

Xiaojun turned around and saw three of the four people in front of him who were considered old acquaintances.

The monk who came for the first time; Fu Lin, the young leader of the Qingmen Gang, had a relationship with him, and his bodyguard Ah Hu; the last one was thin, thin and tall, with deep cheeks and white hair, but his eyes were shining with sharp eyes that were comparable to young people. His big hands were the most noticeable thing for everyone after seeing this old man. His ten fingers seemed to be unable to close and straighten up, and the shape looked like an eagle claw.

"Uncle Master! You are here!" The monk from Zhigu showed joy when he saw Xiaojun, and did not care about the guests around him. He took a few steps and saluted Xiaojun. Back then, Xiaojun worshipped Zen Master Tianyuan as his master, and his seniority in Shaolin Temple had become the highest person besides several elders who had not left their homes for many years. Even Huitong, when he saw Xiaojun, he would politely call him Uncle Master.

"Young Master Zuo!" Fu Lin's eyes also showed a hint of surprise, especially after hearing the Master's uncle, Zuo Haojun had so many unknown identities? Just contact and investigate, so many identities were vividly displayed on the paper. Any one of them might not be able to reach in an ordinary person's life. Judging from the age of Zhike Monk, in his early 30s, no matter how low his seniority is, he is at most Huitong's disciples. So Zuo Haojun is not the same as Huitong's generation, but how could this age of Zhike Monk be the same as the young novice monk who had just entered the temple?

"Mr. Fu is so idle, come here to travel?" Xiaojun said hello to Fu Lin first.

"Haha, come with the elders in the family to visit Master Huitong and introduce you, Uncle Hong, the elders in our sect. You should also see that you are good at eagle claw skills. Uncle Hong, you may not be interested in other identities of Zuo Shao, just say one, Shura!" Fu Lin introduced the old man around him to Xiaojun, and at the same time introduced Xiaojun's least official identity, an identity on the Tao to Uncle Hong.

"Oh!" Uncle Hong, who was not very interested in anything other than Kung Fu, knew that when he introduced him to Xiaojun's other identity, the old man ignored it. No matter whether you are a high-ranking official or a wealthy businessman, for him, only a master is worthy of his words. It is precisely because of this personality that he has a high status among the elders of the Qingmen and has great prestige. Only then did Fu Lin strive for Uncle Hong and even spared no time to accompany him to Shaolin Temple to visit his old friends.

Uncle Hong looked at Xiaojun carefully again, but still couldn't see a trace of the strength of a warrior from him. However, Shura's identity touched Uncle Hong's heart. How could such a person who killed countless people on the battlefield not see any tyranny? Unless he thought of Uncle Hong's heart, his mind became stronger and stronger. Before he knew it, his body was tense, his eyes shone, and he stared at Xiaojun fiercely.

"Haha, Uncle Hong, aren't you here to visit Master Huitong today?" Fu Lin took a vague step forward, blocked the middle between Xiaojun and Uncle Hong, casually glanced at the sacrifice in Xiaojun's hand, and asked, "Mr. Zuo?"

"Worship." Xiaojun answered.

At this time, the young monk who went in front of him also came back. The one who came back with him was Huizhen, the monk who had been taking care of Zen Master Tianyuan for many years.

"Uncle Master, you are here!" Since Tianyuan accepted the layman's foundation as Xiaojun before his death, the title of monks in the entire temple has also changed.

The monk Zhike also walked to the front of the two young monks and said, "This person is a lay disciple of the temple. According to seniority, he is your grand master's uncle. In the future, he must remember that he has a transcendent status in the temple. Remember not to stop him at will in the future."

Fu Lin also heard this and took a breath in his heart. As expected, Zuo Haojun's seniority is higher than that of the host Huitong. Even Uncle Hong, who doesn't care about the world, changed his face. With Huitong's old friend for many years, when did such a senior young man appear in Shaolin Temple? No one in the temple can accept such a senior foundation except for the mysterious Zen Master Tianyuan, can no one in the temple accept such a senior foundation?

"Are you a disciple of Master Tianyuan?" Uncle Hong exclaimed.

Xiaojun did not answer positively, but said goodbye to Fu Lin and the other two: "Three, I want to go and worship. How about it, Master Rong Houhuitong's Zen Room?"

"Please give me a favor!" Fu Lin also knew that Zuo Haojun had something to do with his private matters, so he immediately said.

Xiaojun and Huizhen left, and Fu Lin also walked into the Hou Temple with the monk Zhike.

"My little master, is that person just now a disciple of Zen Master Tianyuan in the temple?" Uncle Hong asked the Zhike Monk again.

Originally, Xiaojun's identity was not a secret, so the monk Zhike did not hide it: "Yes, Uncle Master is the only disciple accepted by Grand Master Tianyuan before his death."

"Ah!" Fu Lin and the other two confirmed the news, and they were secretly shocked, but everyone thought differently. Ahu was just amazed that the Zuo Young Master had too many identities, and each one was not simple; Uncle Hong was shocked that Zen Master Tianyuan, who had been in seclusion in the temple for many years, passed away and accepted such a small disciple; Fu Lin thought more. Zuo Haojun seemed to hide himself deeper than himself. It seemed that his identities were a bit prominent in the forest, but if he had a closer look, it was just the tip of the iceberg. If this person could not become a friend, it would be best not to become an enemy. Once he became an enemy, he must do whatever he wanted to get rid of it in advance.

Huizhen did not take Xiaojun to Tallinn. He knew that the place Xiaojun wanted to go would not be that.
Chapter completed!