Since the little monk is not easy to convince, my brother went directly to the old monk!

Abbot Xuanci, Shaolin Temple, Zen.

Don't worry, your son has severe autism, do you know?

"Xuan Ci, do you remember Ye Erniang on the shore of Daming Lake?"

Yes!!

Abbot Xuanci was shocked, almost messed up, his eyes suddenly widened, and his divine light was clear, but he couldn't find any trace of the speaker near the meditation room.

Who is this person!

However, there is still anyone in the rivers and lakes who knows about the bad relationship between himself and Ye Erniang?

What is the place on the shore of Daming Lake, this is the first time I heard that Erniang and I are clearly in the back mountain of Shaolin Temple, and I can't help myself for a while, this is the ......

Don't dwell on the details, though.

"Since the donor is here, why hide his head and show his tail? Although the Shaolin Temple is simple, there is no shortage of a cup of tea for guests! ”

Haoxue smiled:

"After so many years, do you miss your wife?"

Abbot Xuanci said unhappily: "The donor doesn't know what to say, and the old man can't understand!" ”

"After so many years, do you miss your son?"

"Does the donor think that these nonsense words can mess up the old man's Buddha heart?"

"After so many years, do you know that your son is in the Shaolin Temple, right next to you?"

"Donor...... No way! Are you telling the truth? What a good one! Who is my son, in the Shaolin Temple?? ”

Hahahaha!

Haoxue held his mobile phone and laughed loudly, thinking that you, an old monk, finally couldn't hold it anymore!

After all, it's flesh and blood affection, do you think you have to give up if you shave your head?

Think too much!

Abbot Xuanci's video call, but Haoxue did not open it. I don't know what this Xuan Ci looks like.

However, judging from Xuzhu's honor, it should not be much better.

After all, Ye Erniang is a person. The original book describes that she looks pretty good, so Xuzhu can only inherit his father Xuanci Abbot. Otherwise, is the old king next door?

"After your son was born, in order to make a record, did he get nine ring scars on his back and on both buttocks?"

As soon as he said this, Abbot Xuanci looked even more excited, and his Zen heart of years of penance had long been left behind, and he said in a trembling voice: "You really know everything!" My child was stolen since he was a child, and he is missing, is it ...... Is it really in the Shaolin Temple all along? ”

Haoxue smiled: "You are now in the ranking of Shaolin Temple. Is it according to 'Spirit, Spirit, Wisdom, Void, and Emptiness'? As a senior monk of the Xuanzi generation, you have been in a high position for a long time, do you still know about the junior disciples of the Xuanzi generation? ”

Xuan Ci hesitated slightly: "Shaolin Temple is not too big, and most of the disciples of the imaginary generation know each other. ”

"Do you remember that there was an honest little monk named Xuzhu? He is your and Ye Erniang's biological son. ”

Void bamboo?

Xuan Ci remembered that this ugly-looking little monk had been in the temple for more than 20 years, and he had never recognized him.

The long-lost biological flesh and blood have always been by his side. This made Xuan Ci inexplicably excited, if it weren't for the concern that there was a mysterious guy here, he would immediately summon Xuzhu.

Haoxue smiled: "It's a pity, Xuzhu is very sick!" ”

What the?

Xuan Ci was shocked. This can be called flesh and blood, as soon as I heard that my son was seriously ill, how could I care about anything else. Hurriedly asked: "What is the disease, I immediately invited a famous doctor." ...... for him"

"This disease is born in the heart, and there is no cure. I'm the only one who can manage it! Your son's problem is mainly because he has been holding back in Shaolin Temple for too long, he has not been trained in Hongchen, and his personality is a little pedantic, and he is terminally ill at the sight. ”

Xuan Ci frowned, "But...... Many monks in my Shaolin Temple are like this, and they have never even left Shaolin Mountain in their entire lives, is there anything wrong with this? ”

"Of course there is a problem, it is too problematic!"

Haoxue said categorically: "Think about it, how did you get together with Ye Erniang back then...... Uh, I mean, how did you fall in love with Ye Erniang? You can't hold it yourself, let your son hold it? It's so unfair! The world is so big, you don't want your only son to go out and see? ”

"That'...... Where are you going to take him? ”

"The world, rolling red dust, where is not a place to stay? You came here only after seeing through the red dust! How tragic is it to pity your precious son who hasn't even seen it? You still have a Ye Erniang, you don't want your son to practice the left hand of the demon in his life...... Uh, I mean King Kong Palm, you don't even know what the flower world is like outside, right? ”

"Okay!"

Abbot Xuanci was finally said to be moved, and he really didn't want his son to live alone in the ancient Buddha of the bamboo and green lanterns.

For such a thing as devoting oneself to the Buddha, it is good to educate ordinary monks, but it still needs to be considered when it is put into one's own flesh and blood.

Especially what the mysterious man said just now, "The world is so big, you should go out and have a look", which deeply touched Abbot Xuanci.

"This benefactor, I don't know what to call him, what should I do now, do I recognize him first?"

"It's okay to call me Mr. Hao, but you don't have to rush to recognize each other, you have to let the child have a process of adaptation. Just hand him over to me, I'll take him to the red world, and I'm sure I can't treat your precious son badly! ”

"So...... It's all up to Mr. Hao! ”

Abbot Xuanci and Haoxue reached an agreement, and soon sent someone to summon Xuzhu.

Xuzhu grew up in the temple until he was 24 years old this year, and he had never been summoned by the abbot in person, so he was slightly nervous and knocked on the door outside the abbot's meditation room.

"Qiqi abbot, the little monk Xuzhu asks to see."

"Come in!"

Xuan Ci tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart and met his own son one-on-one.

Asked a few words about the trivial matters of life and schoolwork, and learned that Xuzhu did not live very well in the Shaolin Temple, because of his character, he was often bullied by some arrogant monks, and the abbot of Xuanci was sad, and he was more determined to let the child go out to see the world.

It's a pity that I am limited to my status and status, so it is inconvenient to be this Hongchen guide in person.

Although Mr. Hao is mysterious, he is clear about his private affairs, and he also promised to take the child to his biological mother, which made Xuan Ci unable to refuse.

"Xuzhu, have you recently met a mysterious person who calls himself Mr. Hao?"

"Oh, yes."

Xuzhu never lied, especially in front of the abbot, and immediately admitted: "When I was reciting the drinking mantra just now, this person suddenly spoke in my ear, and it seemed that there was a lot of sarcasm, and the little monk ignored him. ”

Xuan Ci's heart darkened, and he thought that Mr. Hao was right, this child was indeed very sick......

Drinking water spell, thousands of monks in Shaolin Temple, how many people really take it seriously? But this kid is really good-eyed, and he really reiterates a mantra once he drinks water?

It's really hard for him!

At this time, there was no hesitation, and he said solemnly: "Mr. Hao has a deep relationship with this temple, and he is one of the incarnations of my Buddha Rulai in the world!" He happened to pass by my Shaolin Temple, and saw a spiritual light rushing into the sky, but it should be on you, you have a fate with my Buddha, but you are just short of experience. Let's go down the mountain with Mr. Hao, everything is under his orders, and there will be a great creation! ”

Haoxue listened and nodded again and again to express his admiration, sure enough, every mixed religion can easily turn into a magic stick, this Nima will come when he opens his mouth, and he can still talk about it, what is the incarnation of Rulai, what kind of spiritual light is rushing into the sky......

Why don't you say that I am the master of the Heavenly Dao, the one who has escaped!

Anyway, the little monk Xuzhu is under my control, so take him first...... Robbery? (To be continued.) )