When she opened Zhan Jiu's door, she saw her kneeling on the futon, her small body couldn't kneel, she fell crookedly, and when she was about to fall to the ground several times, she immediately woke up.

His mouth hurriedly chanted: "Nan no Amitabha, Nan no Amitabha ......"

Uncle Xiao is dozing off again.

He coughed softly.

Zhan Jiu was frightened, knelt upright, and recited the Buddhist scriptures.

"Uncle Shi, there is a little benefactor who leads the practice, and we need to pay a courtesy, and the abbot invites us to come over."

Zhan Jiu listened to the voice of silence, and then relaxed.

Turning around, his little face was full of grief, and he shook his head: "Master hasn't beaten me for three days, it's been three days, I'm going to be beaten if I go, I won't go." ”

Silence Zhen smiled lightly, and said, "Uncle Shi, didn't you like to watch the ceremony the most in the past?" ”

"This time it's different, I've done something wrong." Zhan Jiu's beautiful eyes blinked and blinked, and his pitiful appearance seemed to be about to cry the next moment.

"Then the silence really went first."

Zhan Jiu nodded: "Hmm." ”

watched as Lonely Zhen walked out, he wanted to speak a few times and stopped, and finally couldn't help but call out to him: "Brother Lonely Zhen." ”

Shanzhen looked back at him: "Uncle Shi, do you want to go again?" ”

Zhan Jiu shook his head when he thought of the abbot's stern appearance.

She just thought that everyone called a child her size a little donor, and she didn't dare to go, but she couldn't help but be curious: "The new little donor, is it younger than me?" ”

She doesn't want to be the youngest anymore, it's super annoying!

Shanzhen replied, "The little benefactor is nine years old. ”

Zhan Jiu is only four years old, she is the abbot's closed disciple, the turn of the generation, only under the abbot, even if the little donor is five years older than her, and when she enters the temple in the future, she needs to be called uncle.

Saying that she is an uncle, it is better to say that she is a little ancestor, and dozens of people up and down Yunchan Temple have spoiled her in the palm of their hands

Zhan Jiu tilted his head and thought for a while, rubbed his kneeling legs, and forcibly restrained the urge to go to the ceremony: "You go." ”

Zhan Jiu wears a gray monk's robe inside and a red robe outside, which shows her status in the temple.

Although she is a little monk, she is born white and red, and her small bald head makes her delicate facial features not cover her in the slightest.

The long eyelashes are curled, and a pair of peach blossom eyes are set off like a delicate porcelain doll.

The baby on the face is fat, cute and watery, and this crooked head is even more endearing.

Silence Zhen nodded and said, "I'll go down first." ”

"Hmm."

Seeing him turn around, Zhan Jiu blinked and obediently recited the Buddhist scriptures.

She was originally the ninth princess of the Pacific Dragon King, and she was the only little dragon girl in heaven and earth.

It was supposed to be a collection of thousands of favors, but unfortunately, before I opened my eyes when I was born, I died.

When she woke up, she was held in the arms of the abbot, and now four years later, she can run, jump and speak.

But the most incomprehensible thing is that the monks don't speak, why does she have to declare that she is a little monk even though she is a little nun?

Master explained that because of her fate, she had to live in a temple near the sea and illuminated by the Buddha's light in order to survive, otherwise she would not live to be seventeen.

Not only that, but she will also kill her father and mother, so to this day, she doesn't know who her parents are and what they look like.

At the beginning, I always cried and clamoured to think about my parents, but every time to no avail, now, I don't quarrel anymore.

It's okay to cut the abbot's beard, otherwise, you will eat the tribute of the temple, and everyone will turn a blind eye to this, and another day will put a more delicious tribute.

It's just that yesterday's incident was big, and she accidentally fell and threw herself on the Buddha statue of Maitreya Buddha, crushing his head off......

Zhan Jiu was aggrieved, because she was really not to blame.

Maitreya Buddha looked amiable and smiled at her lovingly, and she tried to get close to touch him, but tragedy happened.

Maitreya Buddha's head fell off directly.

In the end, he was punished to recite Buddhist scriptures in the meditation room.

After reading, it was already noon.

Zhan Jiu stretched, snorted, and rubbed his hungry stomach.

When I got out of the meditation room, I was about to go and find some vegetarian food to eat, when I bumped into the silence who came back from the ceremony.

Zhan Jiu's two little hands clasped together and asked, "That, is it true...... The head of Maitreya Buddha ......"

"It's been set by the little donor's mother."

Zhan Jiu smiled with relief, and was about to leave, walked to the gate, and turned back and asked, "What is the name of the little benefactor?" ”

"Fu Yusheng."

She turned back and walked towards the bathhouse, silently repeating the name twice in her mind.

Master once said that if you do something wrong, you will be punished, and if someone else has suffered for you, you should be grateful.

She was going to thank the little benefactor.

Although the master said that she was a little monk, he never let her enter the bathhouse of her brothers and nephews, so she had to stand outside the door and shout loudly: "Fu Yusheng is a little donor." ”

I heard footsteps, like I was coming to open the door.

Knock –

With a sound, the little benefactor seemed to have fallen.

Zhan Jiu frowned, thinking about whether to help him.

I thought again, could it be that this little benefactor was giving her a big gift?