Zhang Chuanshu looked towards the woods to the west of the creek. There was a movement in the woods. Then, another white tiger came out. This white tiger was not as big as the one just now. It seemed to be an underage tiger cub.
, slightly larger than a fat cat and very limited. Obviously, this is the child of the white tiger just now.
"Brother, they are so pitiful. The big tiger was just trying to protect its children, and you injured it."
"The tiger attacked me first. If I didn't fight back, I would be dead."
"Now, let's save them"
"Save? How to save?" Before Zhang Chuanshu finished speaking, he saw the white tiger that had been beaten and bleeding from all its orifices stand up unsteadily from the shallow water, then staggered to the shore, reached in front of his child, and stretched out his arms.
He came out with his tongue to lick the soft hair of the little white tiger, and his eyes were full of kindness.
After licking the little tiger, the white tiger lay down on the ground and closed his eyes. The moment the white tiger closed his eyes, the little tiger also began to roar, and the voice was very clear and sad.
"Brother, I want to go see it. If it dies, the little tiger will have no one to take care of it," Luo Tiantian demanded.
Zhang Chuanshu had a kind of admiration for the tiger, so he picked up Luo Tiantian and walked towards the west bank of the stream.
"Donor Zhang, this tiger is not dead, but it is in danger. Go over and be careful. It will use its last strength to attack you," Pu Jing said.
"I wasn't afraid of it when it was healthy. Now that it's like this, I'm still afraid of it?" Zhang Chuanshu said as he walked towards the west bank.
Walking in front of the two white tigers, one big and one small, Zhang Chuanshu and Luo Tiantian squatted on the ground. Luo Tiantian began to slowly stroke the little tiger's fur. Zhang Chuanshu wanted to stop it at first, but he found that the little tiger was very aggressive towards them.
There doesn't seem to be any hostility, and it's even less likely to hurt Luo Tiantian.
Zhang Chuanshu looked at the white tiger that he beat until all its orifices were bleeding. He really didn't expect that not only did he hit people ferociously, but he was also so brave in beating tigers. He could be compared with Wu Song of the Song Dynasty. Zhang Chuanshu finished looking at the tiger, and then looked at his own
With these fists, he smiled with satisfaction. He thought to himself that with this powerful fighting spirit, he must be invincible. He was even so proud that he didn't take anyone seriously.
"Brother, we can't let the big white tiger die. We have to save it, otherwise his children will starve to death," Luo Tiantian said
At this time, Pujing had already walked over and looked at the white tiger in front of Zhang Chuanshu without saying: "It's so good, so good. This white tiger is a rare thing in the mountains. It is also called a spiritual beast. It understands human nature and has infinite power.
But it was actually the three punches and two kicks of the donor Zhang that made him look like this. Although he did not die, he could not live for more than three days."
"It's my fault. It was unintentional. If this white tiger hadn't taken the initiative to attack me, I wouldn't have killed him now..." Zhang Chuanshu regretted a little.
"It's good, it's good. Donor Zhang, you don't have to blame yourself. All this is destined. This white tiger is destined to have this calamity and will suffer this punishment. Now what I want to think about is, what should I do with this little white tiger?" Pu Jing said.
"Yes, brother, I asked the Shaolin Temple to adopt this little white tiger. Look how cute it is," Luo Tiantian said while stroking the little white tiger.
"Yes, Master, my Buddha is compassionate, why can't such an animal be adopted?" Zhang Chuanshu stood up and asked
"Excellent, Donor Zhang, this white tiger is a spiritual beast. As monks, how dare we adopt such a spiritual beast? This is a treasonous thing. Including when the white tiger attacked you just now, I could have helped you, but due to the ancient Buddhist tradition,
According to the rules, you cannot be disrespectful to this kind of spiritual beast. It is impossible for us Shaolin Temple monks to adopt it," Pujing said matter-of-factly.
"Then you Shaolin disciples can't adopt you, but I can. I'm not a Shaolin disciple." Luo Tiantian also stood up and said to Pujing.
"This... this... this is not easy to handle..." Luo Tiantian caught this loophole very well, making Pu Jing unable to refute.
"Master, if you are willing to let my sister adopt this little tiger, I will enter the Shaolin Temple and become a lay disciple of the Shaolin Temple." Zhang Chuanshu set out the conditions
"Lay disciple!" Pujing's eyes lit up when he heard this, "The donor takes his words seriously."
"A gentleman's words are hard to catch up with."
"Amitabha, you are so good. Your fate as a Buddha has finally manifested itself. This is all the Buddha's will. The poor monk can no longer act against nature. I promised the little benefactor to adopt the little white tiger. You must also keep your promise and become a Shaolin martial artist.
monk!"
Three days later, the white tiger's body was buried deep in the mountains. The monks of the Great Compassion Monastery also recited the salvation sutra for the tiger. Luo Tiantian finally took the little tiger back to his house. The little tiger was also very satisfied with his new home. Zhang Chuanshu
His head has become bald. Although there is no ring scar on his head, he has become one of the disciples of Shaolin Temple. He has joined Pujing's Demon Fighting Academy and has become a true Shaolin lay disciple. Of course, his qualifications
It is also the smallest in the whole temple.
Zhang Chuanshu became a lay disciple of Shaolin, and also had his own Dharma name, Wukong. The same name as Sun Wukong inevitably made him the butt of jokes among his fellow disciples.
But all the senior brothers treat him well, because they have all seen how powerful this kid is. These days, it is really rare for someone to kill a tiger with bare hands, and Zhang Chuanshu is one of the only people who can kill a tiger. Naturally, others dare not provoke him.
Life in the Shaolin Temple is very boring and tiring. Every morning, Zhang Chuanshu has to get up before the sun rises. First, he goes to two large buckets of clean water at the source of the stream five kilometers away from the Shaolin Temple. The pole he uses is made of iron, and the buckets are in order to prevent accidents.
The rust is made of copper. Moreover, the lower side of the bucket is tapered and filled with water. Once it is put up, it is impossible to put it down again.
In order to train his physical strength, Pu Jing also tied a twenty-kilogram sandbag on each of his legs. His senior brothers saw that the master was "embarrassing" the young junior brother, and they dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. However, although Zhang Chuanshu himself was tired,
But I understand the master’s intention of being so mean
Pujing fully understands the energy hidden in Zhang Chuanshu's body, but this energy has not yet fully exploded. In order to fully release this energy, he must first undergo such physical training to open up the major veins of the body.
Zhang Chuanshu spent almost the whole morning fetching water. The afternoon was the time for chanting and teaching. People who practice martial arts must first cultivate their mind. A martial artist focuses on virtue. Only a benevolent person can settle the world. Zhang Chuanshu is not afraid of fetching water and cutting firewood, but chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name.
It's really a headache for him
I muttered for a long time without knowing what I was reciting. Even if I didn't know, every time the master asked me what I had experienced, Zhang Chuanshu would have to make up a general theory at random, using all the clichés he learned in politics class.
Got it, every time the master looks for it
He talked about his experiences for an hour or two. By the time he was done talking about his experiences, there were basically very few leftovers left in the meal, which was not enough to fill his stomach. Fortunately, there was Luo Tiantian, a little guy who got close to the monk in charge of the food every day and tricked him into it.
There is a lot of food left for Zhang Chuanshu and the little tiger to eat
The little tiger has grown up healthily under Luo Tiantian's care, but its body shape has not changed, and its head has become a bit bigger, no different from a big-headed cat.
He stayed in the Shaolin Temple for two months. After two months, Zhang Chuanshu finally decided to leave the mountain...