Great Eunuch’s Hand Covers the Sky

Fujian Putian Shaolin Temple. A strange fragrance has come today. No need for a face, but some older men kept asking a monk named Wang Han. It was not until the old Master’s kind explanation that he knew that the monk did not use the name, but only the French name.

After delivering a full hundred and two hardships. The old monk took Wang Zhen in good faith to check the file. The above reads: “Wang Han, the law is red leaves.” In the many thanks to the old monk, ignoring those hungry people who ran to the temple. Wang Zhen went straight to the room of his own son and went in.

“? Ye, I am not saying that I have already sent it? What do you have?” I felt that someone came in, and said that a young monk who was sitting in front of the case facing the door did not think about it. I turned my head and talked to the leaf in the mouth. However, I saw Wang Zhen standing in the doorway and wearing a Chinese costume. The words in the mouth can’t be said in the throat.

“Han Er..” Wang Han, who was still wondering what this person is doing, heard the call and his eyes widened instantly! The memories of the young age suddenly came! The sly chair fell to the ground, and Wang Han stood up and looked at Wang Zhen, who smiled a little, and suddenly the expression was as dull as water. The hands clasped together and said: “I don’t know what the donor is looking for this poor monk?” “Haner!” Wang Zhen’s face was suffering from the previous step, who wants Wang Han to take a step back. Said in a tranquil voice : “this poor monk law red leaves. Not a Han child. The donor admits the wrong person.”

Wang Zhen’s face suddenly gloomy, watching Wang Han calmly said: “You are my son, I will not know? I have been looking for you for ten years, a whole decade! Now I can’t recognize me? You still have Xiaoyi !”

Who knows that Wang Han looked up at his own father, silently, and sat down and said: “I broke into the empty door. I ignored the red dust in the world. The donor still please come back.” “Hey! A good one broke into the empty door!” ”

Wang Zhen stepped forward and said with a sly face: “Since it is an empty door, then I will take the army to level the Shaolin Temple! The monks in the Killing Temple. They all die for you! So where is the empty door?” Han’s face was calm and waveless, and he started the conversation: “If I smell it, it’s all illusory. It’s nothing, why’s it’s killing it? The heart is empty, and it’s not so old.”

“You. Why are you obsessed with it! You should also know who I am. I am now nine thousand years old, Regent! Sitting in the Dragon Court is just a little boy! As long as you recognize me, this is the world.” Yours! A generation of emperors, better than this mountain wild temple, rough tea.”

The threat didn’t work, and Wang Zhen immediately used the lure. The king of the world, this temptation Wang Zhen is confident, no one can resist. “The donor please come back.” Wang Han unexpectedly expected Wang Zhen to be attracted to the emperor’s throne. After a faint rejection, I urged Wang Zhen to rise up: “The emperor will be in harmony with each other. It can be turned into dust after a hundred years. Although the temple is dedicated to it, it will last forever. But the heart is dead. What can a portrait of a mahogany sculpture represent? Donor, This poor monk advises you to put down a lot of red dust obsessions in order to be extremely happy.”

“You…pu!” Wang Zhen, who was angry and tempted. He can’t really kill Wang Han. Within the body The excess internal force is now intensifying. a mouthful of blood is sprayed out. Splashing all over the place. Looking at the birth of father, aside, licking his mouth cough cough overflowing blood. Wang Han turned a blind eye to a tranquil voice: “cause and effect moves in a circle, heaven and earth avenue. Now you are besieged on all sides, and the heroes rise up against it. Even if your martial arts are higher, the people will be ruthless. If you There is no such thing as the day, what is the fruit of today? Good.”

Wipe the blood at the corners of his mouth. Squeezed the backlash with the body force. His eyes looked at his son with a little disappointment. The shaved head, the son of a robes. Suddenly, the face killing intent flashed, and immediately appeared in front of Wang Han, covering his bald head with one hand, and said slyly: “I am so stubborn, I killed you!”

I look forward to seeing Wang Han lose one’s head out of fear. Unfortunately, it is counterproductive. Not only did Wang Han not have one’s head out of fear, but his face was never seen. Just a touch of faint hands, close your eyes and wait for Wang Zhen’s killer.

Looking at the oil and salt, Wang Han, Wang Zhen opened his hand and looked at Wang Han with frustration. Suddenly he discovered what the kid must have experienced in the past ten years. This is discouraged, this is enlightened. It seems as if the Buddha was born and died. In the red dust, but not in the red dust. “How come you came over this decade.”

“Being in the red dust, intrigue, sorrow and hatred, sorrow and intrigue. All are love and desire. So there is a Buddha in the heart. But the Buddha does not exist, the heart does not exist. I do not exist.” Wang Zhen looked at the indifferent Wang Han. With determination to ask again: “You.. really do not want to go back with me?” Wang Han’s face indifference. But no longer answer. The meaning is already very clear.

“Oh..” Wang Zhen suddenly relieved sighed. There was a detached smile on his face. While squatting in the sleeves, he said, “This is a life. At the beginning, I was walking Jianghu. The name is Hongye. Now my son’s law is also red leaves. Hehe. No matter how you look at me, you are always me. Wang Zhen’s son. Promise me one thing. Your father and son will be completely cut off! I will not come to you anymore!”

Wang Han looked up at some different Wang Zhen. Contemplation is half-nodded. But see Wang Zhen pull out a wooden box and put it in front of him. The wooden box is ordinary, and it doesn’t look at all. It’s not like what Wang Zhen’s hands-on characters have. I saw Wang Zhen’s trembling hand on the wooden box, gently stroking, like a lover for many years: “This thing, you can see. How to deal with you. But I have a request. I hope you promise. “Let’s say, this poor monk does its best.”

“Take him to a person. Needless to say who gave it to him. Just give it to him.” Wang Han brows slightly wrinkled: “Just like this?” But see Wang Zhen shaking his head, leaning down and whispering : “You are so so….”

Waiting for Wang Zhen to finish the command, standing at the door when he left, he finally looked at Wang Han, who was meditation on his mind. Going back without hesitation. Since then, these two fathers and sons have never seen each other. Half a ring, an old monk suddenly hi zi zi walked in, watching Wang Han whispering the curse of the curse, happy said: “Red leaves, there is a noble person, Daguiren! Give a full 100,000 taels burned incense money! 100,000 Taels ah. Haha! Unfortunately, I didn’t have a name. It’s good to build a long-lived card… 咦” 红叶, why are you thinking about the curse? ”

Wang Han’s mouth stopped and slowly opened his eyes and looked at the old monk in front of him. The tone is full of faint sorrow: “For the dying person to exceed.” The old monk looked at the weird red leaves, and did not say much. Listening to the abbot, this kid is very savvy. There is Huigen. The next abbot is not allowed to be him.