"If he can really take care of the vegetable garden for a year, it means that his heart has calmed down and is suitable for entering my Buddhism." The abbot said slowly and quickly.

"What if you cause trouble in this year?" asked Elder Qingsha.

"That's because I have no connection with my Buddha. This is his own business. We can also repay Elder Zhizhen's favor." The abbot gently stroked his white beard, unfathomable.

"Good!" The other elders put together.

Lu Zhishen was taken to get a sword and a calligraphy letter.

When I passed by the monks' yard, I heard the shouts of killing inside from afar.

Lu Zhishen was interested, so he stood on tiptoe and stretched his neck to look over.

I saw hundreds of shaved monks in gray robes dancing sticks and knives in the open space.

The movements are extremely agile and seem quite organized. There is a vague statement of a formation of attacks and encirclements between the movements.

Lu Zhishen, who had been in the army for more than ten years, naturally realized that these monks were not ordinary monks in temples. If these monks surrounded them, they would probably not be able to get out if the masters with less martial arts skills were not good enough.

As for the monks Lu Zhishen and others, they were still not in the time to ignite.

After taking the sword and calligraphy, Lu Zhishen was taken to the vegetable garden.

"This place will be your residence in the future." said the young monk who led the way.

There is a small bed in the vegetable garden, which is covered with dust.

I don't know how long it took for anyone to live there.

There was also a centipede crawling over the wooden bed.

The little monk also saw this scene and was a little embarrassed.

"I'll help you clean it up for the master." The little monk said embarrassedly.

Then he trotted to the yard and picked up the broom and started helping with the work.

Lu Zhishen was silent for a moment, then smiled self-deprecatingly, walked to the little monk, his tall body blocked the light, and the little monk stood in Lu Zhishen's shadow, looking at the strong man in front of him tremblingly.

"Master."

Lu Zhishen raised his right hand.

The little monk closed his eyes nervously.

But his hands were relaxed, and the broom in his hand was taken away by Lu Zhishen.

"You go back, the house is cleaned by one." Lu Zhishen's voice was loud, and the little monk was frightened by Lu Zhishen's loud voice and his face turned red.

He looked at Lu Zhishen with his eyes fixedly, took two steps back, bent down, bowed, turned around and ran away

"Little Langjun, the things you asked someone to bring have been delivered to Lujiazhuang. This is a return gift from Lujiazhuang." Shi Bao waved his hand, and the groom came over and presented a beautifully packaged red box with a seal on it.

Fang Mu opened the seal and smelled a slightly bitter medicinal fragrance before he opened the box.

Open the box and lies quietly inside an old ginseng with a twisted fibrous root like a human-shaped joint.
Chapter completed!