Master Amitabha died twelve years ago. Master Rufa’s eyes were dim.
Nianyu has gone, too. The old man sighed and said, It’s almost time for old friends to leave. Senior Zhao, did you come to Shaolin Temple this time? Master Rufa asked. Zhao Guishan ha ha a smile know past ask little prick Master Rufa is almost ninety years old, but Zhao Guishan calls him a…