After taking off the clothes of the god of the village and changing into his own clothes, Zhuang Zhou went to the chief of the village and asked him if he could go back? It's been more than a month since he came out, and he wants to go back to see Master.

"Is that okay? It's right to choose you as the god of the village! Pick the right one! Good! That's what it means to be a disciple! Good! The village chief was more satisfied with Zhuang Zhou. I felt that this person was not carried away by pleasure, and knew that there was a master on the mountain.

After some praise, the village chief said: "You are the god of our village, you have five days of vacation, after five days, you must come to the village on time to continue to be the god of the village." ”

"And when am I going to be?" Zhuang Zhou asked worriedly.

I thought, "If you detain me here, then I'm going to do it!" Feet on my body, I'll run. I'll go back today and ask Master, and if Master agrees, I'll leave immediately. I don't want to be a god here forever! I still want to go back to my Song Kingdom! Song is my mother country, the hometown where I was born and raised. I still have to find Rong'er and Sister Qing'er, and I have to find my mother. I also want to go to Wei and bring my father's remains back to my hometown for burial. I still want to preach and finish Master's unfinished business.

"Wait until the ceremony is over, and you'll be free!" The village chief smiled.

"The end of the ceremony?" Zhuang Zhou asked, "When will it be?" ”

"Three or four months, right?"

"Three or four months? How about three or four months? ”

"What's wrong? Is three or four months long? The village chief asked rhetorically: "How many years have you served the master, and you don't think it's long?" You don't want to serve your master anymore? Isn't it good to be a walled god? Eat the best food in the village, and don't work, everyone is vying to worship you, isn't it? "Intoxicated chapter & section small. Say it's in the hey ~ smoke ~ grid

"Not the ground! Not the ground! Zhuang Zhou shook his hands and said, "That's not what I meant!" It's not that I don't want to serve the Master anymore! But! I'm going to leave here sooner or later, and I'm going back to my home country, Song! There's my mother there! I still have to go home to serve my mother for the rest of my life! ”

"Hmm!" The village chief nodded with satisfaction. said: "It's not wrong for me to choose you as the god of the village!" You are the best god in our village! ”

After asking the words clearly, and getting the pride of the village chief, Zhuang Zhou asked for some salt and daily necessities, and returned to the top of the mountain.

"Master! Master! Master......"

From afar, Zhuang Zhou shouted excitedly. There is the feeling of a wanderer who has been away from his hometown for a long time returning to his hometown, and there is the feeling of a child who has left home returning to his mother's side.

At this time, Zhuang Zhou, although he was eighteen years old, although he had been crowned, he still had the heart of a child to a certain extent. Because! He is in front of the Master, and he is a child. In the eyes of everyone in the village under the mountain, he is still a child. After all, people watched him grow up, and no one treated him as an adult. So! His mental age is also in the psychological stage of the child.

There was no response from Master in the cabin.

But! Zhuang Zhou doesn't think it's legendary. Master has always been like this, he is not shocked when he encounters trouble, and there is no wave in the ancient well.

When he came to the cabin, Master Yang Zhu sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, his eyes slightly closed, just like a sculpture. The white beard in front of his nose seemed to be trembling slightly, and he felt like he was still a big living person.

Zhuang Zhou had long been used to it, and when he came in, he lay on the ground and kowtowed to the master three times.

"Master! I am back! ”

"Hmm!" Yang Zhu snorted, opened his eyes, stared, and nodded, "Come here!" Help Master up! ”

"Master?" Zhuang Zhou stood up in disbelief and asked, "You don't meditate and pranayama anymore?" Master? ”

Yang Zhu has been meditating cross-legged for many years, and he hasn't stood up. Usually convenient or anything, there is no need for Zhuang Zhou to serve, as if there is no urine or urine at all. When something happened, he "drifted" cross-legged and never stood up.

"Master has already flown and ascended!" Yang Zhu said blandly.

"What?" Zhuang Zhou was anxious, pounced, and hugged the master. He asked, "Master?" You, you, you? Aren't you still talking? ”

Yang Zhu ignored him and said, "Help me up!" ”

Zhuang Zhou hugged the master and hugged the master up.

Outcome! He failed!

Master's body was so heavy that he couldn't hold it. No matter how hard he tried, Master's body didn't move.

"Division? Master? ”

After trying harder, he still couldn't hug the master, he took a few steps back and looked at the master in disbelief.

Master is still that Master? That tall, skinny Master? According to common sense, Master's weight is so heavy, how much can it weigh?

In terms of modern weight, it is only seventy or eighty pounds, not more than eighty pounds. With Zhuang Zhou's martial arts cultivation, not to mention seven or eight hundred catties, the weight of three or four hundred catties can be moved.

"Hug again!" Yang Zhu said with a smile.

"Master!" Zhuang Zhou glanced at the master again in disbelief. That's right! He is a mentor who gets along with him day and night.

"Master!" Zhuang Zhou shouted again, and when he saw the master nodding at him, he came to the bed, stretched out his hands, and hugged the master.

He put his arms around him and hugged the master. But! It's no longer what it used to be. He had that feeling of being empty-handed, as if he hadn't hugged the master.

"What's going on?" Zhuang Zhou was shocked!

Looking carefully at Master's body, I found out! The master is no longer the master he used to be, and he is no longer the master he can't even hold.

Master has become a phantom!

His arms ran through Master's body, and Master's body was as if it didn't exist at all!

He tried it again in disbelief, and the master had no body at all, just a phantom!

"Master! Master! Master! ……”

Zhuang Zhou took a few steps back, knelt on his knees, and cried!

Only then did he know that the master did not lie to him, and the master and his old man had really ascended.

"Master! Master! Master! Zhuang Zhou knelt on the ground and regretted it. Master! I'm sorry! Master! I'm sorry! Master! Woowoo woo ......"

As a disciple, I was not able to serve the master for the rest of my life, and I did not fulfill the duties of a disciple. And also! As a disciple, it is also a great pity that I was not able to see the master's feather ascension with my own eyes. Senior monks generally call their disciples to their side before they die, and give them an explanation. Or! What is there to entrust!

And he! But this opportunity was missed.

"Zhuang'er! Get up! Look at the teacher again! Zhuang'er! ”

Seeing Zhuang Zhou crying so sadly, Yang Zhu was very satisfied!

"Master!" Zhuang Zhou raised his head and looked at the master. The master is still the same master, as if there is no feathering ascension at all.

"Get up! Help Master up! Yang Zhu stretched out a hand and beckoned towards Zhuang Zhou.

Zhuang Zhou stood up, walked to the bed, and hesitated.

The master in front of you or the master in your memory? How? Master's Feathering Soared? Isn't it? Was it just a delusion?

At the urging of the master, Zhuang Zhou stretched out his hands again and gently put them on the master's body.

This! Just like the first time, I felt that Master was a real Master. With his support, the master straightened his feet and got off the plank bed, and a living master stood in front of him.

But? When the Master stood firm, he felt it again, and the Master had become an illusion again. His hand swept across Master's body.