As soon as the sky was bright, the silent hill was still shrouded in a hazy mist, and there was a distant and dull bell from the top of the mountain, and the bell slowly spread across the hill to the distance, and the silent mountain was awakened from its slumber, and the early birds chirped non-stop, and even the dew on the leaves seemed to be a little fresh.

There is an old temple standing on the mountainside, the treasure is solemn, the buildings that have been precipitated by the years are mottled, but you can always find its unique carving and charm in the corners and corners, after the bell, the whole temple is lively, the monks in plain clothes walk to and fro, no one runs, and there is no superfluous noise.

Soon, the square in front of the main hall was full of monks, they sat cross-legged on the futon with calm and solemn faces, their eyes were calm and impartial, the abbot sat at the front, his eyes slightly closed, silently reciting the scriptures, and only the head of the precept institute, the deacon, was chanting the names of the monks aloud.

"Clear Sky."

"The disciple is here."

"Obviously."

"The disciple is here."

……

At the foot of the distant mountain, on the winding mountain road, a brand-new Bentley GT4.0 slowly drove down the mountain, driven by a man who looked no more than thirty years old, with narrow phoenix eyes hidden behind gold-framed rimless glasses, and slightly cool lips pursed into a line, unable to see joy or anger.

He seemed to be very fond of white, white sweaters, white trench coats, white trousers, white leather shoes, and white and gold watches, and he watched the looks of the people around him from time to time in the rear mirror as he drove.

There was a small bald head sitting in the passenger seat, who looked no more than five or six years old, wearing a seat belt, neither foot could reach the bottom of the car, and there was no grass on the bare head, which looked brighter than the mirror in the sun, and the white children's clothes hung loosely on his body, making him more petite and cute.

The little bald head is sulking at the moment, the chubby little hand is holding the round and fleshy cheeks, the two big and bright eyes are staring out of the window, not saying a word, the bell on the top of the mountain is slowly and heavily, but the sound of the monks chanting the Buddha can not be heard, the eyes of the little bald head are slightly dimmed, like a heavy sigh of the little adult.

Bai Xijing couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, the arc was so small that it was only enough to prove his happy mood, "I can take you back to see if I have a chance in the future." ”

"I'll definitely be back." The eyes of the little bald head with pure black and pure white are so clear and pure that people dare not look at them directly, and the dense and long eyelashes flicker, as if as long as you are looked at by such a pair of eyes, even if he says that the sky is round and the earth is square, you will believe it.

"The master said that when I grow up, I can decide my own affairs, if I still want to go back to the temple, he will personally shave my degree, the master will not lie, when I grow up, I will come back by myself."

The little bald head had a fleshy bun face to show his seriousness, looking at his clear and pure big eyes, Bai Xijing's mood was inexplicably better, it seemed that it was right to adopt this child, at least he felt that life was no longer so lifeless.

The little bald head is just five and a half years old this year, is a monk of the Puzhen Temple on the mountain, since he was just a full moon and was picked up by the master since he has been living in the temple, the whole temple is an adult monk, only he is a child, so, until now and for a long time in the future, the little bald head thinks that he is a real man, and in fact, he is a pure sister paper, he should be changed to "she"!

The little bald head grew up listening to the scriptures, and she was more pious than other monks in the face of the Buddha and Bodhisattva, but she couldn't understand the Zen of "Amitabha Buddha", "Good and Good", "Ordinary Beings" and so on, but she liked to go to the teachers and nephews of the Warrior Monk Hall to fight, although it was ...... Her thin arms and legs don't have much combat power at all, but it's the only game she can play.

Puzhen Temple is almost isolated from the world, life in the temple is completely self-sufficient, life is hard, no matter how old or young, you need to work, chant scriptures, worship Buddha, copy scriptures, but because this is how it came from the beginning of sensible, the little bald head felt that everything was so taken for granted, she didn't know that the five-year-old child can actually hold the elders to play coquettish and unreasonable, the five-year-old child can sleep every day until the sun burns the buttocks, and the five-year-old child can eat and dress and buy toys without doing a little work.

The little bald head likes Puzhen Temple very much, likes the master who loves to meditate and participate in meditation, likes the strict senior brother of the Vinaya Academy, likes the senior brother of the warrior monk hall with a big waist and round arms, likes the master and nephew who is chubby like Maitreya Buddha, and likes the Mingran master and nephew who compares water with her every day but laughs at her for being small and weak, I like ......

She liked everything in the Puzhen Temple, but the master kicked her out of the temple.

As soon as he thought of this, the little bald head and mouth were deflated, and the crystal clear tears gathered quickly, but they were not dropped in the eye sockets, and the long and dense eyelashes were like butterfly wings stained with water, and they couldn't fly anymore, which made people feel distressed when they looked at it.

Bai Xijing couldn't help but want to sigh, and his big hand with distinct bones pressed the round bald head of the little bald head and rubbed it hard, "Your master is right, if you don't enter the red dust, how can you see through the red dust, you are only five years old, and you decided to accompany the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha for the rest of your life, it is really early." ”

"Five and a half years old." The little bald head seriously corrected Bai Xijing's misunderstanding about her age, looking at the little bald head's more serious appearance, Bai Xijing almost laughed, "Okay, good, five and a half years old, Dad is wrong, you shouldn't remember Xiao Jingchen's age." ”

"Hmm. What is Dad? Xiao Jingchen asked curiously.

The mountains are full of monks, cut off a lifetime of red dust, almost never talk about worldly things, and Xiao Jingchen is an abandoned baby, inevitably she is always entangled in the poignant question of "why don't my parents want me", the monks intentionally or unintentionally avoided some common-sense education, so that words like "father" and "mother", which represent the most intimate and important people for normal people, are unfamiliar in her mind.

Bai Xijing choked for a moment before he said, "You will understand in the future, remember that from now on I will be your father, you have to call me father!" ”

This is equivalent to not saying it, Xiao Jingchen pouted unhappily, "Oh." ”

Children's forgetfulness is always great, the car gradually drove out of the mountains, on the national highway, the scenery along the way from the mountains and forests to farmland houses, Xiao Jingchen became active again, she picked up the car window to look at the outside and the mountains are completely different scenery, said, "Dad used to be a disciple of the master?" ”

"Well, when I was a child, my health was not very good, so my parents sent me to the temple to cultivate, and I didn't leave until I was fifteen years old."

"What is Mom??"

"......" Bai Xijing was weirdly silent for two seconds, and said, "It's Dad's wife." ”

"What's a wife??"

“……！！！”

"Does Daddy have a wife?"

"Ki yes."

"Oh."

"......" Bai Xijing suddenly felt a little pain in his stomach!

"What was Dad's previous Dharma name?"

“…… Enlightenment. Bai Xijing breathed a sigh of relief without a trace, the little bun is really the most cheating!

For lay disciples, the Dharma name is generally only used in the temple, so many years have passed, Bai Xijing has almost forgotten that he has such a name, and now that he says it again, he actually has a feeling of being in a different world, but Xiao Jingchen doesn't understand why he suddenly started to stay, and the question on a whim was thrown aside after getting the answer.

S City is the economic capital of China, except for the capital, 70% of the country's economy and trade are concentrated in this municipality, if any country dares to bomb S City with an atomic bomb, the entire economy of China will have to go back at least 50 years.

It can be said that S City is the gateway to China, and the most important thing is the rich people, and it can also be said that almost every person with a face in this city has a complex network of relationships in the capital, and the people who are important in the capital may not be able to speak in S City.

The population density of S city is very large, except for some special areas that can build luxury villas with independent courtyards, apartment buildings still occupy the vast majority of the favor of developers, as long as the foundation is well-laid, the design is good, and no corners are cut, apartment buildings can be constantly superimposed, occupying an advantage in quantity, after all, buyers in S city are still white-collar workers.

The car drove into the underground parking lot of Building A of Jinding Garden Community, Bai Xijing helped Xiao Jingchen open the door, watched her jump off the ground, locked the car door, Bai Xijing is one meter tall and eighty-four, his hands are long and his legs are long, and Xiao Jingchen is less than one meter above sea level.

So, almost subconsciously, Bai Xijing bent down and hugged Xiao Jingchen, Xiao Jingchen's feet just left the ground, Bai Xijing's movements paused slightly, and the corners of his eyes jumped almost invisibly, he quietly held Xiao Jingchen in his arms, rolled open one of her sleeves, revealing a delicate arm like a lotus root, and saw that the fleshy wrist had a simple metal ring, and the connoisseur knew at a glance that it had a very nice scientific name, called "gravity buckle", the gravity buckle on Jingchen's hand was very small, one should only be about two kilograms, Her fleshy wrists sank a little.

Bai Xijing used to be a disciple of Puzhen Temple, so he naturally knew the rules of Puzhen Temple, "What did you make a mistake?" ”

Xiao Jingchen looked down at the small gravity buckle, pursed his lips and smiled shyly, "I beat up the nephew of the Warrior Monk Hall." ”

"How many did you beat??"

Xiao Jingchen folded his fingers seriously, "Six." ”

"Beaten in a row?"

"Hmm." Xiao Jingchen nodded, and then pouted a little aggrieved, "But the master said that it was wrong to fight with brute force, so he put this on for me, and after wearing it, I will beat the master and nephew, and the master will no longer punish me for thinking about it." ”

Bai Xijing is silent, you are wearing an eight-kilogram gravity buckle, if you will be beaten again, then it is those teachers and nephews who should have thought about it!

It is said that such a young child's bones have not yet grown, and she should not be given such a heavy burden, otherwise, it is easy to affect the normal growth and development, but Xiao Jingchen is talented, after she beat an adult nephew with a small meat fist and fell in love with this sport, the abbot had to find a way to suppress her violence index, but unfortunately, the four gravity buckles on her hands and feet failed to stop her "brave and ruthless" nature.