The mad monk laughed and said, "Drunken man, I said I wouldn't see you. It's useless to say anything. It's no use to stimulate or scold me. I know what to do after I die, so I don't need you to worry about me."
Old man Sun sat back in his chair dejectedly and said, "Wine meat monk, I'm impressed by you. My martial arts were weaker than you twenty years ago, but now I'm still weaker than you. I can't catch you even if I want to." The crazy monk smiled, "But you have a good disciple. Within ten years, the Intoxicated Immortal school will shine brilliantly, far better than the old monk. Amitabha, the old monk is greedy. It's my sin, my sin!"
Old Man Sun replied, "Scouth monk, I can hear from your tone that you recognize my disciple. Did you see everything that happened earlier? Were you try
