The Shenghua Temple is extremely quiet at night, because of its high position, Tang Ao can see Chang'an City not far away. The majestic capital city shrouded in night is like a huge beast lying on the ground, which makes people feel awe.

A crescent moon climbed up the treetops, and the silver moonlight stretched Tang Ao's small figure on the ground, Tang Ao looked at the moon, and his little face revealed a confusion that was extremely incommensurate with his age.

Tang Ao knew that he was born with parents, and he was indescribably envious when he saw those people in Xishi enjoying their families and enjoying their families.

But Tang Ao didn't know where his parents were, and he didn't even know why they appeared in Chang'an City, as if he had been there since he could remember.

What made Tang Ao feel even more lonely, what was terrifying was that every once in a while he would suddenly go to a bizarre world, Tang Ao felt that he was dreaming, a nightmare.

But every time he wakes up from a dream, there are always strange things around him, and he can't tell whether it's a dream or reality.

The goldfish with long legs, the ghost-faced parrot is commonplace for Tang Ao, the most terrifying time, when Tang Ao woke up, there was a golden corpse snuggled next to him, Tang Ao didn't dare to say to anyone, the corpse was pushed off the moat by him and disappeared.

Tang Ao's stomach was rumbling, and he hadn't eaten for a few days, he suddenly remembered something, and after groping in his arms for a while, he took out a piece of plant tuber that exuded a hazy colorful luster.

This is what Tang Ao dug up casually in his "dream", the aroma is fragrant, and he feels like he can eat it. He tried to take a bite, the taste was as sweet as caramel candy, and he ate it all after a few bites, not only did the hunger in his stomach disappear, but his whole body was warm and comfortable.

In this way, Tang Ao fell asleep unconsciously.

The morning bell in the temple rang far away, Tang Ao was awakened by the bell, the sky was bright, and the little novices in the miscellaneous hall had already gotten up, carrying water and chopping firewood.

Xiao Shami, who was angry with Tang Aoyi yesterday, threw the firewood knife to the door, and said viciously: "Chop a load of firewood before breakfast, move quickly, don't drag everyone back, you can't finish chopping and you won't have anything to eat." ”

Tang Ao picked up the firewood knife, the plant rhizome he ate last night made him not feel hungry now, and secretly remembered in his heart that he must dig more when he "dreamed" again.

"Don't be in a daze."

"Do you want everyone to go without food?"

Tang Ao was urged by the little novices, struggling to chop firewood, and the wood that others could split with a knife, Tang Ao had to split four or five times, and from time to time he had to use both hands and feet.

When Tang Ao chopped a load of firewood, he was faced with the same scene as last night, there was not a single piece of brown rice porridge left in the wooden barrel, and seeing Tang Ao stunned at the wooden barrel, several little monks let out a smug laugh.

Tang Ao, who had not eaten, followed the novices to the Daxiong Treasure Hall for morning classes, and the hall was full of monks wearing light brown and dark brown monk robes, reciting Buddhist scriptures in their mouths.

Tang Ao held the wooden fish in his hand, and learned from the other monks to knock it down, and heard bursts of Zen chanting in his ears, and his eyes were full of confusion again.

There are a lot of people in the hall, but Tang Ao feels that he is very lonely, and he is inexplicably very repulsed here, perhaps because the people here are not as easy-going and kind as those in the West Market, which makes him feel that he is a superfluous person in the temple.

After the morning class, Tang Ao and other miscellaneous servants returned to the miscellaneous service hall, and the great monk Xuyan, who was in charge of the miscellaneous service hall, sat cross-legged on the futon, and said in a voice like Hong Zhong: "You will come over in turn." ”

The little novice who made Tang Ao chop wood and wash the bucket was the first to step forward, knelt down in front of Xuyan, and said respectfully: "Master." ”

Xuyan's fat and wide palm was placed on Xiao Shami's bald head, and after pressing it for a moment, the disappointment in his eyes flashed: "Next." ”

The little novices lined up and knelt in front of Xuhiko in turn, and Xuyan pressed their bald heads one by one, with a disappointment on his face that could not be concealed, and asked, "Have you eaten two porridges a day?" ”

"Master, we've all eaten." The little novice who was the leader saw Tang Ao standing in a daze, and added: "The new little junior brother is not left behind. ”

Xuyan sighed and beckoned to Tang Ao: "Come here." ”

Tang Ao followed the example of others and knelt in front of Xuyan, and when Xuyan's big hand pressed on his head, Tang Ao suddenly felt a little hot and dry.

Xu Yan pressed Tang Ao's hand, trembled for a moment, as if he couldn't wake up, a glint flashed in his eyes, and then he quietly took his hand back.

"Starting from dinner, add two more bowls of Tang Ao's brown rice porridge." After Xuyan finished speaking, he closed his eyes and was silent, but the skin and flesh under the corners of his eyes twitched uncontrollably.

Hearing Xuyan's order, a little novice looked at Zheng Bin with an eye like an enemy, the food in the miscellaneous palace was already small, they were barely full, and now they had to give Tang Ao one more, and they couldn't even barely satisfy their hunger.

They didn't dare to disobey the orders of the great monk Xuyan, and they didn't dare to deduct Tang Ao's brown rice porridge, but Tang Ao wanted to eat more, but it was not so easy.

Under the rejection and squeeze of these little novices, Tang Ao did a lot of work in the afternoon, chopping wood and sweeping the floor, carrying water and laundry, how could a four- or five-year-old child do this? When it was time to start eating, my tired arms couldn't lift up.

"Bang dang."

Two bowls of brown rice porridge fell heavily in front of Tang Ao, and Xiao Shami's face was angry, and his tone was not good: "Be careful to eat, don't die of support." ”

Tang Ao's chest was pressed against his back for a long time, and he only felt that his spirit was greatly lifted, and he turned a deaf ear to the other party's vicious words, picking up chopsticks and pulling a handful of rice porridge.

Xiao Shami licked his lips, his tongue was full of relish, and his stomach squirmed, and he wanted to snatch the rice porridge in Tang Ao's hand. But he can only think about it, the words of the great monk Xuyan are holy decrees to him, and he doesn't want to be expelled from the Shenghua Temple.

Two bowls of brown rice porridge into the stomach, Tang Ao felt hot and comfortable all over his body, the child had a heart attack, picked up a bowl, licked the bowl in front of the other party, and saw that the other party's face was black, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of relief in his heart.

Xiao Shami's fists were clenched, his knuckles rattled, and he wanted to knock Tang Ao down with one punch, but before he could put it into action, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The bowl in Tang Ao's hand fell to the ground and shattered, one hand grabbed his neck, the other hand covered his stomach, his throat made a snoring sound, his face was red like a monkey's buttocks, and he fell to the ground foaming at the mouth.

Xiao Shami wanted to beat Tang Ao fat, but when he saw Tang Ao's body twitching, his legs kicked and kicked, his frightened body was like a sieve, and he ran back to the miscellaneous service hall to find the great monk Xuyan with a strange scream.

Tang Ao ...... Tang Ao ......"

Tang Ao heard a burst of calls, and the moment he opened his eyes, he saw a big face that was almost pasted, a pair of eyes like copper bells, Tang Ao screamed in fright, his hands and feet fell off the bed, and he cried when he fell.

Xuyan's thick arm hugged Tang Ao on the ground to the meditation bed and comforted: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you kid, you are very timid." ”

Only then did Tang Ao see clearly that the person in front of him was the great monk Xuyan of the Miscellaneous Servant Palace, and then there was an extra bowl of water in front of him, faintly exuding a sweet smell.

"This is honey water, shock and soothe your nerves, drink it!" Xuyan said to Tang Ao with a smile, and handed the bowl to Tang Ao's mouth.

Tang Ao subconsciously took a sip, and the sweet taste seemed to penetrate the taste buds, making him can't help but take a big gulp, and drank a large bowl of honey water without panting.

Another burst of aroma came to his nose, and Xuyan put the square table in both hands to the head of Tang Ao's bed, and there were white crystalline rice on the table, a plate of soy tofu, and a plate of green vegetables, mixed together, making Tang Ao's stomach gurgle non-stop.

Tang Ao looked at the food on the table, his little face was tense, his lips were slightly deflated, in his memory of only a few years, it seemed that no one had treated him so well, at most he didn't bully him.

Xuyan put the chopsticks in Tang Ao's hand: "You have been in a coma for three days, you must be hungry, but you can't eat more this meal, just don't be hungry, otherwise it will hurt your spleen and stomach, and it will be very troublesome to recuperate." ”

Tang Ao picked up the chopsticks, and while eating, his voice choked up: "Thank you, Master, Master is a good person......

Xuyan kept looking at Tang Ao, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, like a blooming flower, but opposite to this smiling face, it was Xuyan's hands, which were held very tightly, and the knuckles turned purple and blue because of the lack of blood circulation.

"Uh...... Uh...... "Tang Ao ate quickly and urgently, and after putting down the dishes and chopsticks, he was embarrassed to look at Xuyan, but he sensibly wanted to get out of bed and clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Xuyan stopped Tang Ao, stretched out a finger and lightly touched Tang Ao's chest, Tang Ao actually stopped hiccups, which made Tang Ao feel amazing, and his eyes kept staring at Xuyan's big hand.

"Feeling amazing?" Xuyan spread his fat palm in front of Tang Ao: "Do you want to learn?" ”

Tang Ao blinked, looking a little timid: "Can I?" ”

"If you worship me as a teacher, of course you can, I don't have a personal disciple in the Shenghua Temple, so you can be my disciple!"

Although Tang Ao is young, he has been wandering in the west of Chang'an City for a long time, and he has seen several times when others have apprenticed, so he immediately knelt down and kowtowed, calling him Master.

Xu Yan helped Tang Ao up, and the more he looked at Tang Ao, the more excited he became, and the words in his mouth couldn't help but be a little chattering: "When I met you, I should have a master-apprentice relationship, so good, it is not in vain that I have waited here for many years." ”

Master Xuyan of the Miscellaneous Service Hall accepted Tang Ao as a personal disciple, which is a big and small novelty. Master Xuyan is a single monk, it is said that he has a great background, and even the abbot is very polite to Master Xuyan, and it is naturally rare to become a disciple of Master Xuyan.

And the little novices in the miscellaneous hall are in a more complicated mood.

Thinking of Tang Ao, who they worked together to squeeze out, he turned out to be their uncle and ancestor in a blink of an eye, and in addition to being angry, he felt a deep fear, for fear that Tang Ao would play right and wrong in front of the great monk Xuyan and be driven out of the Shenghua Temple by Master Xuyan, how could he survive!

The little novices were worried for half a month, Tang Ao appeared in front of them again, his eyes were still so bright, but there was a little more envy, they couldn't help but be confused, what envy, did they chop wood and carry water all day long, couldn't they have food and clothing?