Tang Guo, Jingnan City.

Deep in the mountains on the outskirts of the city of Gyonan, there is a small temple that is hundreds of years old, and this ancient temple is shrouded in a hazy night fog, like a silhouette floating on floating clouds, which is extraordinarily silent and solemn. The courtyard of the temple is relatively small, but there is a huge Bodhi tree, although it is late autumn, it is still so tall and green.

There are only two monks in the small temple, an old monk and a small monk. The old monk looked like he was in his 70s, with a weather-beaten face, two deep-set eyes, deep and bright, looking very spiritual, and although his beard was gray, he looked energetic and kind.

"Dong'er, the temple door is open, go and have a look." The old monk was sitting on the futon with his eyes closed and chanting sutras, and said to the little monk beside him.

"Yes, master." The little monk got up and put the wooden fish on the futon, the little monk looked about 6 or 7 years old, skinny, but he had clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a pair of big eyes suitable for a smart and clever look. The little monk was deliberately left in the temple by a pair of young parents when they came to the temple to worship the Buddha, and was later adopted by the old monk.

"Where did such a strong wind come from?" The little monk heard the master's words and came to the outside of the temple, and looked up to see that suddenly the sky was covered with dark clouds, but the weather was fine just now.

The temple gate was blown by the strong wind, the small trees outside the temple were blown by the strong wind, the little monk muttered in his mouth, although he was very scared in his heart, but he still had the courage to quietly walk towards the temple gate.

The little monk looked outside the temple gate, it was pitch black outside the door, and it looked very terrible, and the little monk shuddered. "Click"

The little monk was just about to close the door, when suddenly the sky suddenly lit up, accompanied by a huge thunderclap, and the little monk sat on the ground in fright.

"Ah, ah, I'm scared to death of the little monk!" The little monk screamed twice, touched his chest and sighed.

"What's wrong, Dong'er?" The old monk turned his head and asked when he heard the little monk's shout.

"The master is fine, I accidentally fell." The little monk replied.

"Be careful, close the temple door, and come back quickly."

"Oh." The little monk calmed down, got up and was about to close the door, when he suddenly saw a black thing on the steps outside the temple gate, which seemed to be still moving.

"Yike...... What is that? The little monk was so frightened that he took a few steps back, trembling all over his body, thinking to himself what was that, why was it still moving?

"Amitabha, Amitabha." The little monk clasped his hands together and kept chanting in his mouth.

After a while, the little monk's heart finally calmed down, and he mustered up his courage to take a look, and when he stepped forward, it turned out to be a package, only to see that there was a newborn baby in the package.

"Who put such a young child here?" The little monk thought in his heart.

When the baby saw the little monk, he laughed, and it was really cute to look at.

"Master, master, come out and have a look." The little monk picked up the baby and didn't dare to assert himself, and shouted loudly.

When the old monk heard the shout, he opened his eyes, slowly stood up, and slowly walked out of the small temple.

"Dong'er, what's the matter, shouting, what are you holding in your arms?" The old monk walked outside the temple and saw something in the little monk's arms from a distance.

"Master, master, come and see, it's a child, it's so cute." The little monk hugged the baby, walked up to the old monk and said with a smile.

"Amitabha." The old monk saw the baby in the little monk's arms and folded his hands and said.

The old monk walked to the gate of the temple, looked out, it was pitch black, he couldn't see anything, and closed the temple door with his hand.

"Dong'er, quickly carry him to the house."

"Yes." The little monk replied, and ran into the house with the child in his arms.

"Master, someone must have deliberately put the child at the door." The little monk teased the child on the bed and said.

"Good, good."

"Master, this kid is so cute, leave him in the temple." Dong'er has always lived with his master, and he really wants to have a partner.

"It's okay, just leave this baby in the temple first." The old monk knew that the baby must have been deliberately abandoned in front of the temple gate.

"Master, give this kid a name, he can be my junior brother in the future, hehe."

"It's okay, let's call him Wind Thunder." The old monk thought for a while and said.

"Okay, okay, Feng Lei, Feng Lei, you will be my junior brother in the future." The little monk was very happy, touched the child's head and said.

Time flies, 20 years have passed in a blink of an eye, and Feng Lei has grown up. Not only has long thick eyebrows and big eyes, a talent, and is as high as 1.9 meters, strong and strong, infinitely powerful, and the amount of food is even more amazing, as if he can't eat enough, the old monk and the little monk sometimes worry about the appetite of the wind and thunder. However, because there is a relatively large town under the mountain of the temple, the old monk often takes Dong'er and the wind and thunder down the mountain to make a fate, and the people in the town are very simple and familiar with the old monk, so every time they go down the mountain, there will be a harvest.

But what is puzzling is that the wind and thunder do not know what the reason, the intelligence has been stuck at the age of eight or nine, the old monk naturally also saw the abnormality of the wind and thunder, and took the wind and thunder down the mountain to find a lot of doctors, but none of the doctors found out what the reason was.

Feng Lei Don't look at the outside, he is a very strong guy, he is still like a child, and he maintains an innocent, kind childlike heart, and an upright character.

Although the temple is very small, there are many people who come here to worship the Buddha, some are seeking children, some are seeking wealth, some are seeking marriage, and so on. There is a merit box in the middle of the temple, but this merit box is sealed, and the old monk just doesn't want the pilgrims who come to the temple to ask for Buddha to be contaminated with the smell of copper. Therefore, on the merit box, there are many kinds of vegetables and fruits left by pilgrims to the temple.

The old monk admonished Dong'er since he was a child, no matter how difficult the life of the temple is, he must not ask for money from the people who come to worship the Buddha, even if it is given by others, he cannot accept it, and the incense money in the temple is not a penny.

Feng Lei has always listened to the master's teachings, but Dong'er is not very attentive to the master's words, perhaps because he often goes down the mountain with the master to turn the fate, Dong'er has a heart for the outside world, and occasionally carries the master to buy some things he likes to bring back to the temple, but he still abides very strictly with some of the precepts and rules of Buddhism.

The old monk has let them practice since he was a child, and Fenglei and Dong'er are also very hardworking, practicing Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer. Due to his great strength, Feng Lei is burly and proficient in the use of some heavier weapons. Dong'er is relatively thin and small, more proficient in using some light weapons, and his body is also very agile.

Dong'er has been naughty since she was a child, and she is always beaten by old monks. Every time he was beaten, Feng Lei would intercede with the old monk, so as long as Dong'er had any good things, the delicious food would be shared with Feng Lei, and Feng Lei would be treated as his own brother, and the old monk naturally knew.