Xiao Budian squatted under the old big banyan tree, looking intently at the ants crawling past him, and after a while, he probably thought of something, and whispered:

"One, two, three, four, five, go up the mountain to fight the tiger, the tiger didn't hit, hit the little squirrel, how many squirrels there are, come and count, count and count, one, two, three, four, five."

The boy finished reading and laughed.

And Ye Qing, sitting on the stone steps not far behind him, she held her chin with both hands and looked at him quietly.

There is no need to look at his appearance, with his unique smell, Ye Qing can already determine that this little boy is the reincarnation of Yichen.

As the saying goes, "reincarnation" does not mean that after passing away, you can immediately be thrown into a new reincarnation, the evil doer will go to hell to be punished, the good deed will not be able to enter a beautiful fairyland, and ordinary people may not have reincarnation.

Waiting for Yichen to be reincarnated is by no means an easy task.

Fortunately, after more than 4,000 years, she finally waited for him.

Perhaps because he had a heart, he suddenly turned around.

A miniature version of Yichen appeared in front of her like this, but to Ye Qing's surprise, there was a small dimple on the right side of the corner of his mouth, like a swirling dandelion that fell in the flow of time.

Xiao Budian smiled at her, and didn't use the childlike tone of the nursery rhyme just now, he said in a straight voice: "Female donor, are you lost?" ”

"Little master......" Ye Qing was amused by the title that popped up inadvertently, she pursed her lips, bit her lip, and asked, "Are you a monk from Futu Temple?" ”

Xiao Budian didn't reply to her words, he saw that her lips were white and her face was a little red, but he asked worriedly: "I see that your face is not very good, female donor, do you feel uncomfortable?" ”

Looking at him like a little adult, Ye Qing looked weak, and nodded cooperatively: "I'm a little dizzy, I want to drink some water." ”

"You wait." Xiao Budian hurriedly went to Futu Temple.

It was not far from the back door of the temple, and five minutes later, he returned with an enamel water cup, followed by an adult monk.

Seeing this, Ye chuckled.

Obviously a four-year-old child, his logic is very clear, and he was worried that she had other uncomfortable places, so he specially asked the senior brother in the temple to help.

So, Ye Qing smoothly entered the temple and followed him to the small courtyard where the Zhaike rested daily, and when she asked, she learned that he was a child in the Futu Temple.

The monks had their own work to do, and at this time, he was the only one to accompany Ye Qing, and she looked at him: "Little master, what do you call you?" ”

"Rong Sheng." Seeing that her gaze kept falling on him, Xiao Budian lowered his head in embarrassment, lowered his eyes, and replied: "My name is Rong Sheng, and the master said that I am a child picked up from under the banyan tree." ”

Regarding his life experience, the abbot who adopted him did not deliberately conceal it, with the care and love of everyone in the temple, Rong Sheng didn't think there was anything bad about him being a child picked up, after all, the monks in the temple were not accompanied by their parents.

Before coming, Ye Qing had gone to the public security agency to learn about the past, but when he heard Rong Sheng himself talk about the events of the year, it was a different taste.

At that time, the woman who carried Rong Sheng under the banyan tree was not his biological mother, and the woman often picked up waste in the vicinity, and she picked up Rong Sheng by a garbage can, and out of kindness, she carried Rong Sheng to Futu Temple, hoping that someone would adopt him.

The picture of Rong Sheng being thrown next to the trash can appeared in front of him, and Ye Qing's heart twitched.

Fortunately, he is a child in the temple, everyone knows his life experience, and takes great care of him, Ye Qing went to the place where Rong Sheng lived, and saw that he had everything, and secretly praised the abbot who adopted Rong Sheng for being kind-hearted, and he treated him so carefully.

Even if he was reluctant, Ye Qingyi didn't stay long.

I went to Futu Temple a few times every three or five times, and I was familiar with the monks in the temple, and Ye Qing took the opportunity to propose that he wanted to adopt Rongsheng, and then he met the abbot.

As soon as he saw that person, Ye Qing couldn't help but smile.

She muttered to herself, "Look, I'm not dead yet......"

That's right, the abbot of Futu Temple is Zhang Shiqing, who used to "cordially greet" her!

In other words, Zhang Shiqing and Yichen really have a fate, and he went around and around, and he actually adopted Yichen's reincarnated Rongsheng.

Before Ye Qing could tell the true meaning, the abbot had already said: "You also know Rong Sheng's life experience, he is still young, and he is destined for you......"

Ye Qing took the words: "I want to adopt Rongsheng." ”

The abbot was happy, he didn't ask Ye Qing's family situation, he didn't care that she looked like a child, how could she adopt another child or something, after the two communicated, the abbot cooperated with Ye Qing to go to the relevant departments to go through the formalities.

It's almost done, and Ye Qing is not in a hurry to take Rong Sheng away immediately.

After the abbot explained to Rong Sheng, he pulled the corner of her clothes and asked, "Sister, the abbot said that I will ...... in the future."

Ye squatted down lightly, and saw that he was deflated, and his eyes were red:

"Am I going to get out of here?"

Rong Sheng could feel that Ye Qing really liked him, she was very good to him, Rong Sheng was close to and trusted Ye Qing for no reason, however, the thought of following her away from the place where he had lived for so long, Rong Sheng felt very uncomfortable. Futu Monastery was his home, and the monks in the temple were his family, and he never saw them again......

Ye patted his vest lightly and said gently:

"Rong Sheng, this world is very big, there are many places you haven't been to, there are many things you haven't seen, your senior brothers can't go for the time being, and you can tell them what you have seen and heard. I promise you that as long as you want to come back, we will come back to Futu Temple. ”

Rong Sheng grew up in the temple since he was a child, and when he grew up, didn't he follow the old path of Yichen?

Selfishly speaking, Ye Qing didn't want to do this.

He is now four years old, but you can feel it when you talk to him, he is different from ordinary four-year-old boys, he is methodical and quick-witted, even if there is a little innocence in existence, in a solemn place like a temple, it will not be long before he has to develop a typical young and old character.

Remembering the past, Yichen has been alone for decades, and when he returned to Tianxin Temple, in addition to the monks who came to ask for advice, the only person he could see every year was Zhang Shiqing, and the two of them saw each other, and Zhang Shiqing told him about the situation under the mountain.

Even Ye Qing, for several years, Yichen closed his eyes and meditated, and never said a word to her.

If he could choose, Ye Qing hoped that his life could be different.

Ye Qing originally planned to take Yichen back to Jinghua City, she took a leave of absence, and then took him to see all over the world, and when he reached the campus, he would find a suitable place to live.

But often, plans don't change quickly.

"We're going to Jinghua tomorrow, and today we're going to the city to pick out some gifts for the senior brothers to keep as a souvenir?"

Rong Sheng listened to her words, he felt that it was not easy to go to many places, and to tell the senior brothers everything he saw.

The abbot said that life is full of practice.

Besides, she promised him that she would bring him back whenever he wanted to.

Rong Sheng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Okay." ”

Ye Qing asked a monk to convey to the abbot that they were going down the mountain, and Rong Sheng went back to the house and got his small backpack.

Ye Qing stood at the door waiting for him, and Rong Sheng went over and took her hand.

The moment he held her hand, her whole body seemed to be surrounded by a thick warmth.

Perhaps, this is happiness.

One big and one small, holding hands, walked out of the Futu Temple.

"Rong Sheng, you know reincarnation, right?"

"Hmm."

"I'll tell you, in the last life, we knew each other."

Rong Sheng smiled softly in his tone, and the dimples on the side of his mouth sank deeply: "Last life? Is my sister a fairy? ”

"Sort of." Ye Qing turned his face away and said seriously: "So, oh, I'm very powerful, you have to listen to me obediently." ”

Rong Sheng obediently responded, and the leaves were light and had a feeling of "being seer".

After a day of playing in the city, I went to the amusement park in the morning, and went to the mall in the afternoon to buy some small things to give to my brother and abbot.

Today's weather is very good, the sun is warm on his body, Rong Sheng stands by the outdoor aquarium in the square, watching the koi swimming happily inside.

Ye Qing was sitting in the open-air coffee shop a few steps away, and when she saw Rong Sheng waving at her and pointing to the fish in the aquarium, she smiled with her eyebrows.

But at this moment, the smile on her face froze.

She looked at the sky, the direction of the West Mountain was covered with dark clouds, and the center of it was covered with black clouds, purple lightning accompanied by a hurricane hovering at the top, and below the black clouds, it happened to be the direction of the Futu Temple!

Ye Qing's face changed abruptly, but the others in the square did not react.

It's just that this strange phenomenon is very visible to the naked eye.

"Rongsheng, it's time for us to go back." Picking up Rong Sheng and walking back, to the parking lot, Ye Qing threw everything into the trunk, and she let Rong Sheng sit in the back seat safety seat.

Half an hour later, a hundred meters away from Futu Temple, Ye Qing had to stop the car.

A purple barrier was raised in front of the car, keeping them out.