Chapter 33: The Fallen Son Reappears in the Monk's Temple

"Wow, senior brother, the master disappeared in the blink of an eye!" Listening to the old man's exclamation echoing in the mountains, Wuling jumped up in surprise.

"Well, the master is very powerful, but if we follow the master with our hearts, we will be able to become so powerful sooner or later, and we will be able to go down the mountain to subdue demons and subdue demons by ourselves." Unintentional's eyes were full of determination.

"Well, I believe in Senior Brother." Wuling encouraged.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go back, Xiao Wu, we have morning class tomorrow." Unintentionally turned around, and the disciple of the door guard immediately closed the mountain gate.

Wuxin led Xiao Wu back to the meditation room, and after a simple wash, both of them were about to rest.

I fell asleep quickly, and fell asleep after a while. Jinshan Temple is the place where he grew up, where he can always have peace of mind. But Wuling on the side kept staring at Wuxin like a copper bell.

The little monk in front of her was the first person she saw when she opened her eyes, and before that, her sensory understanding of the whole world was vague. Master Fahai once told her when he accepted her into the temple that she was the daughter of humans and goblins, but her soul lived on the hundred-year-old peach blossom tree in the Buddhist temple, so she had the cause and effect of the three worlds of people, Buddha and demons, and this heartless little monk had some connection with his mother, so he would have some special feelings for him.

But Wuling didn't want to care about that. She only knew that she had a great impression of the little monk in front of her, at first she thought this was her mother, but then she learned that a man can't be a mother, and the little monk in front of her is a human being, although he has hundreds of years of cultivation, but he is not very old, although he calls him senior brother on weekdays, but this is different from the relationship between himself and other senior brothers in the temple. She still remembered what her sister in the cave said when she was urging her to be born: You are the doom of his life. She doesn't want to be a catastrophe, she just wants to always be with his unintentional senior brother.

Flowers are born in dreams, and flowers bless the little monks. Wuling slowly closed her eyes, and in her dream, she turned into a peach blossom tree covered in crimson. Under the tree is a little monk meditating silently.

When I opened my eyes again, the sky was already slightly bright. Senior Brother Wuxin woke himself up gently as usual, there is a morning class today, so I can't delay it.

Jinshan Temple has a tradition of morning classes, which has been established by Fahai since he served as the presiding officer, and has been in place for more than 20 years. Fahai pays attention to knowledge preaching, he doesn't want to train the little monks in the temple into rough monks with five big and three coarse, he thinks that only by knowing enough can he eat more openly when he is adhering to the Dharma outside. This is indeed the case, and I have to say that Fahai can build a down-and-out temple into a famous temple within a radius of 100 miles in more than 20 years, which is really a bit of a skill.

Wuling finished the morning class, and was following Wuxin to go to the backyard to eat breakfast porridge, when someone called them, and when he raised his eyes, this person scared both Wuxin and Wuling.

"Master Wuxin, Master Wuxin is early!" is a gorgeously dressed son, dignified in appearance, and with wind under his feet, it seems that he should also be a practicing family with a belly of literature and ink.

"Are you...... Xu family Xu Gongzi! Wuxin looked a little surprised, Wuling looked at Wuxin's expression, and was also very puzzled in his heart, the cause and effect of the Xu family and Jinshan Temple Wuxin had also told Wuling about it, but this Xu Xian ...... Isn't it stupid?

Looking at Wuxin's surprised expression, the boy didn't mind, shook his head, and said, "Master Wuxin, Xiaosheng Xu Xian is polite." ”