By the West Lake, birds and flowers are fragrant, willows are still around, a monk dressed in a half-black and half-white monk's robe has a string of huge Buddha beads hanging around his neck, a hat on his head, a Zen staff in one hand, and a cute little monk in the other hand.

The little monk was dressed in an earthy yellow monk's robe, with a round and bare head, fleshy cheeks, and a round chin. On this round face, there are eyes as bright as obsidian, and the small mouth is pink and tender, and the white skin is flushed.

"Wow." The little monk was very excited, his eyes turned around to take in the beautiful scenery, and it was not enough to see, he let go of the master's hand and ran out.

Seeing the little monk running to the lake and stretching out his hand to pluck the spring water of the lake, the master pressed the hat and chuckled.

The master is silent, at that time, the sweeping monk in the Shaolin Temple said that he had a relationship with the Buddha, not to mention, when he returned to the space to choose at will, he happened to draw the master. In this next life, he can't escape the life of a monk, but he is a little strange how the monk has children.

When he came to this world, he realized that, well, he had actually broken his vows. Monks are also human beings, and they are deeply in love, and they will care about what rules and precepts, even if they care, they still can't resist after all.

Only when you pick it up, can you put it down. But he didn't want to let go, but his show girl had already passed away.

"Junbao, come here, it's time to go." Silent beckoned to the little monk.

Junbao stopped the movement in his hand and returned to Wuyin's side, tilting his little head and blushing with a small face: "Daddy, can we stay here for a while longer?" ”

The expectation on his face made Wuyin unable to say the words of refusal, and he agreed after thinking that he had nothing to do: "Okay." ”

Junbao suddenly smiled, and silently stretched out his hand and pinched Junbao's fleshy little face, and said, "I know you're happy, let's go." ”

Children, all their thoughts are swinging towards their faces, and it is clear that they are silent even if they don't want to know.

Wuyin walked a few steps and found that Junbao still couldn't keep up, so he turned around and said, "If you don't come back, it's past lunch." ”

Junbao immediately reacted when he heard lunch, and ran to Silence's side, and the little meat hand was stuffed into Silence's thick palm. Wuyin clenched his hands and continued to walk along the shore.

After a few corners, they reached the nearby restaurant, and when he sat down, he took off his hat and showed his sword eyebrows. This is a very heroic face, it is hard to imagine that it will grow on the face of a monk. When ordinary people see such a face, they will think of the chivalrous warrior who broke through the rivers and lakes.

But the righteousness between the eyebrows, and the indifference in the eyes, make people feel that this face should belong to this person.

"Little second brother, let's have a vegetarian meal."

"Okay."

After ordering, Silent smoothed his hat and weapon again, and hugged Junbao to his side to help him take off his clothes.

"Wipe your hands clean yourself." Wuyin handed the handkerchief to Junbao, who skillfully wiped his hands clean with the handkerchief.

After wiping, Junbao raised his white and tender little hand and said happily: "Daddy, look, isn't it clean?" ”

Suddenly, the eyes of the guests in this restaurant changed, and they originally thought that how decent this monk was, it turned out that he was also a person who did not abide by the rules and precepts. In addition to those who disdain him, there are also people who look at him with jealousy.

If they can look like this themselves, how can those beauties look down on them.

There are also people who are angry in their hearts, and a monk also comes to rob them of beauty, and the monk should eat and pray for Buddha in the temple.

Silently ignoring these glances, he praised, "It's clean." ”

The voice was clean and beautiful, with an unstoppable warmth in it.

After the food came up, Junbao cooked the meal by himself, and also helped Wuyin also serve a bowl, Wuyin nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "Junbao is really good." ”

"Daddy, eat it." Junbao continued to sit down, picked up a chopsticks and handed it to Wuyin, this dish is Wuyin's favorite dish, Junbao has always remembered.

No matter where he was, Wuyin would ask if there was such a dish, and over time, Junbao remembered it.

After taking a bite in silence, Junbao also picked up the meal. Looking at Junbao's appearance of eating, it was really fragrant, and Wuyin felt that he could eat two more bowls.

Although there seem to be a lot of food on this table, it tastes silent but it is not enough, but I am embarrassed to call it again. Forget it, when you get to the pastry shop, you can buy some pastries. Junbao is a child, and he is quite happy with the sweets. Wuyin, an adult like a child, Junbao, also likes sweets.

After packing up and putting on the hat, he went to pay, and the shopkeeper said, "You came at the right time, every year on this day, we will give the monks this meal for free, so you don't have to pay." ”

"Oh? It seems like a coincidence. It's just that I'm already vulgar, and I'm not a monk, so I still have to pay for this meal. He took out the broken silver, put it on the table, summoned Junbao, and left the place.

The shopkeeper was confused, this monk is really strange, don't have to pay for free fasting.

Well, since you paid it, you will accept it, and you will definitely be happy to make more.

After going out, Junbao was puzzled: "Daddy, aren't you just a monk?" Why pay back. ”

"Because I am your father, a monk who has broken the vows is not a monk, and I am already vulgar."

Jun Bao pursed his lips and said to himself, "Isn't there a lay disciple? ”

"......," he chuckled and shook his head, "A lay disciple is not a monk. ”

No matter what Wuyin said, Junbao just thought that his father was a very powerful monk, more powerful than other monks.

His son is twisted like this, he just thinks that he is a monk, and he is really helpless.

Alas, his own child hopes that he is a monk, and he is it. It's just that he himself asked for a return to the vulgar, and the temple hasn't approved it yet. He couldn't help but reach out and touch the hat, his head was still bare, and he didn't grow even a millimeter of hair at all.

Junbao tugged silently: "Daddy, let's go on a boat, okay." ”

"Yes, but let's go buy some pastries now." Silent leaned over and touched Junbao's bare and shiny head like him, and blinked.

Suddenly, he was a little sad, this smooth head was either a genetic problem, or it didn't grow hair.

Junbao nodded wildly: "Okay, I want to eat soft mung bean cake." ”

It's mung bean cake again, and every time Junbao likes something like green, he likes this color.

"Okay, mung bean cake, mung bean cake."

After buying Junbao's favorite mung bean cake, Wuyin bought his favorite peach blossom cake and so on.

Immediately, he weighed Junbao's heart and came to the shore to greet a boatman. The boatman is very sharp-eyed, and he doesn't have the eyesight to do this business, otherwise he doesn't know how many customers will be missed.

The small canopy boat leaned on the shore, and Junbao hurried up first, and silently landed on the board opposite the boatman.

The boatman shouted, "Sit down and start the boat." ”

Wuyin stood very steady, did not move at all, Junbao's little head poked out of the canopy, and his eyes flashed: "Daddy, what are you looking at?" ”

"Feel free to take a look." Immediately, Silent also bowed into the black tent.

Even if this is the West Lake, it is not the West Lake of the world before, although the scenery is similar, but it is in vain if there is no one who wants to see it.

Anyway, even if there is a Hidden Sword Villa in this world, it is not the Hidden Sword Villa he wants to see. It's also good to come and see the scenery of this West Lake, I didn't have hope, I just thought about it casually.

Sitting on the boat, Junbao's eyelids drooped, and he fell crooked on the silent body, and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

Wuyin hugged him and slept comfortably, and then he closed his eyes and pondered, the world he was in now seemed to be much more dangerous than the previous world. As a monk, he is not the same as the previous monks of Shaolin Temple, he has cultivated Buddhism, and he has learned the ability to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and save people.

There is a world of fairies and ghosts, and he can't help but feel a little moved.

In Zhao'er's world, although he has also seen demons and ghosts, he feels that they can be easily eliminated, but in this world, he can directly use the cloud technique. The mana used now, the mana is actually similar to the internal force, and it is used to exert the power of moves.

It's just that the internal force is replaced by a spell, and the target of the fight has become a demon and a monster from a person.

But of course, there were a lot of differences, and he felt that he had to continue to learn a lot of things, or he was really not sure when he faced danger.

Confused, silent, and fell into a light sleep.

When the boatman brought the boat to the shore, leaned over and put his head in to greet them, he saw the two of them, one older and one younger, snuggled together and asleep.

"You can fall asleep." The boatman muttered softly to himself, then went in and pushed silently, "Guest, it's here." ”

Wuyin rubbed his head, and his eyes changed from confused to clear: "It's here, okay." ”

After paying the money, he picked up Junbao and came to the shore from the boat, Junbao, who was lying on the silent shoulder, rubbed his eyes and woke up: "Hmm. ”

"Wake up, lazy worm." Silent said in a slightly teasing tone.

Jun Bao wrapped his arms around the silent neck and retorted, "I'm not a lazy worm. ”

"It's not a lazy worm that lets Daddy hug you, you see that you are a lot heavier, and Daddy can't hold it." Wuyin deliberately let go of the hand he was holding, making him feel like he was falling again.

"Daddy, Junbao is not lazy, Junbao wants to come down and go by himself." All of a sudden, he struggled to jump off the silence.

Silent pursed his lips and snickered: "That's right." ”

After a while, the two came to a mountain forest, where the mountains were lush and the shadows of the trees were mottled and swaying. The mountain road was steep, and Silent tightened Junbao's hand, walking high and low. When I climbed to a flat place, I was greeted by a small house.

"A small house? Why come here. Jun Bao was puzzled.

Silent eyes darkened and looked straight into the room, trying to see a tombstone behind the house.

"This is where you were born." It's also the place where your mother died, but unfortunately he wasn't here at that time, and he wasn't where he is now.

Junbao was curious, and he jumped to the door of the house, and there was a lock on the door, which he couldn't open.

Silent walked over, and with a tap of his finger the lock automatically opened, he opened the room, and there was a little dust and cobwebs in it. He waved his sleeve, and it was a new place.

This kind of spell is very simple and convenient, Junbao knows it, but he hasn't practiced it yet. 166 Reading Network