Noticing his gaze, Ye Lingfeng didn't think much about it, and walked inside.

Qin Yan followed, and followed the sound of the voice to a place.

As soon as I walked over, I saw Congee Congee surrounded by a group of monks, smiling and talking, and the two simply didn't step forward.

Someone noticed them and walked over, Ye Lingfeng said that he wanted to make incense, and asked for another tablet, and Xiao Shami took him there.

Hearing the movement, Congee Porridge turned his head to look over, and when he saw Qin Yan, his eyes lit up, and he trotted over and hugged him, and then turned his head to show off to them: "This is my father!" ”

So, a group of monks all looked at Qin Yan with a brush, their eyes full of curiosity.

Yiyun also looked over, he was kind and kind, stared at Qin Yan for a while, and said with a smile: "This donor has a very good appearance, and he is also very father-daughter with porridge." ”

She thinks so too!

Congee Porridge nodded her little head vigorously, if there was no fate, how could she go to the Qin family, and her father did not go bankrupt.

In the final analysis, it's because of fate!

Doomed!

She looked happy, and she was a little amused when she saw Yiyun, but she did breathe a sigh of relief in her heart.

Seeing that the little girl was doing well, he was relieved, and he really had no choice at the beginning, so he let her go to the Taoist temple.

Unexpectedly, the Taoist temple couldn't bear her lack of money, but fortunately, the little girl was very creative.

After chatting for a while, I heard Li Yuanming shouting at the top of his voice next door to come back and eat fruits, urging him one after another, looking like he was afraid that Congee Congee would stay here and not go back.

Yiyun was a little amused, looked at Congee Congee kindly, and said, "Go back." ”

"Uh-huh." Congee Porridge jumped down from the chair and hugged him, the little fat hand waved at him, raised his head and said, "Master Abbot, then I will come to play with you tomorrow." ”

"Okay." Yiyun nodded with a smile.

Watching the father and daughter leave holding hands and leaving with small hands, one walked steadily, the other jumped lively, but it was extremely warm.

He couldn't help but laugh as he watched this scene.

When he heard that someone had donated 50 million yuan of incense money to their temple, he was slightly surprised, "Take me to see it." ”

"Yes." The little novice immediately led him to a large hall, where a tall figure was kneeling in front of the Buddha, his hands folded, very reverent.

"It's the benefactor." Xiao Shami said.

Yiyun nodded, walked over, folded his hands and recited the Buddha's verse, "Amitabha." ”

Hearing the voice, Ye Lingfeng looked up and slowly stood up, his eyebrows drooping slightly, "Master." ”

Looking at the sadness that could not be dissolved between his eyebrows, Yiyun sighed slightly, he was a hard-working person again.

"I heard just now that the donor donated 50 million incense money, and the donor was bothered to spend the money."

"Master is polite, I heard that you are a high-ranking monk, and I also want to trouble you to have time to pray for my wife and children and recite scriptures, so that they can live a better life in their next life."

I see.

Yiyun bowed, "This is also what a poor monk should do." ”

Ye Lingfeng said again: "It's also to thank you for taking care of the porridge." ”

"Porridge?" Yiyun was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect him to know Congee Congee, and he was a little curious for a while.

Ye Lingfeng nodded, "The little girl is very likable and has helped me many times, even if she doesn't have these, she is a very cute little girl." ”

That's right.

Porridge porridge is really good.

Seeing that he and Congee Congee also knew each other, Yiyun couldn't help but feel a little closer when he looked at him, and saw that his eyebrows were full of hardship, and he couldn't help but say, "Does the donor have time for a while?" Why don't you listen to the poor monk chanting the scriptures? You can also talk about porridge porridge, speaking of which, porridge porridge or I picked up at the foot of the mountain, just after the New Year, it was also a snowy day, she only had a thin swaddling clothes, and there were blood stains on it, I thought she couldn't survive at the time, but I didn't expect her to survive. ”

Recalling the past, Yiyun was also a little embarrassed.

Seeing the little girl jumping around, even if the temple went bankrupt later, he did not regret bringing her back.

I didn't expect there to be this one, Ye Lingfeng frowned slightly, he always thought that Congee Congee had been in the Taoist Temple since he was a child, it turned out that there was still this origin?

Thinking of the little girl, he was interested, nodded and said, "It's okay, you can wait for me a while." ”

As he spoke, he lit the incense he had brought, enshrined it in front of the two tablets, bowed again, and prayed silently in his heart.

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At this time, as soon as the porridge and porridge walked to Sanqingguan, he suddenly felt that his head was a little hot.

She stopped, reached out and touched it, couldn't help but be a little puzzled, and tilted her head to say "Huh".

Hearing the movement, Qin Yan also looked over, and saw smoke on the porridge's head, and was a little dumbfounded for a while, what is going on?

Porridge was also wondering, and said strangely: "Who is giving me incense?" ”

Shouldn't it be to offer incense to the Buddha or their ancestors? What are you going to do for her?

Hearing this, Qin Yan reacted instantly, remembering the incense that Ye Lingfeng was holding in his hand just now, hesitated, and asked, "Porridge porridge, incense to the living, will it break the life?" ”

Congee Congee shook her head, "This won't happen, there can still be merit." ”

As she spoke, she touched her head and said with a smile: "No matter, it's a good thing anyway." ”

She didn't pursue anything, and when she heard that Li Yuanming was still calling her, she immediately raised her voice and said "here", and then ran in with her little short legs.

In vain, Qin Yan stood in place, thoughtful.

When it was almost dark, Ye Lingfeng came back, and the depression between his eyebrows dissipated slightly.

Glancing at him, Qin Yan also slowly looked away.

When she returned to the mountain, she returned to the territory of porridge, and in the afternoon, she was pulled out by Qin Xi and them, and she didn't come back until dark, and after eating a meal, she replenished her strength, put a nest in Qin Yan's arms, and fell asleep.

Qin Yan was listening to Li Yuanming and them, and felt that the little girl in his arms was silent, looked down, and hugged her up, so that she could sleep more comfortably.

Tang Qing also saw it and said, "Let's take the porridge to the room to sleep first." ”

"Okay." Qin Yan got up and followed Mu Xuan to the porridge room, this was the first time he had come here, and he glanced inside by the way.

The room was not as neat as everyone else's, there were trinkets everywhere to coax children to play, and the tables and chairs were all miniature versions of her height, and he could almost imagine Congee Congee sitting here and drawing talismans.

It can be seen that although Sanqingguan has suffered before, they are all very good to porridge.

It's no wonder that porridge can raise such an innocent character.

Thinking of this, he also had a better impression of the people of Sanqingguan.

Not to mention porridge, although Li Yuanming is a little unreliable, but if there is something to eat, she still comes to her first, and she knows it.

The master and the brothers were very kind to her.

Returning to his nest, the porridge spread out his limbs comfortably, and the little chubby feet also moved, relaxed and relaxed, and slept very soundly.

The next day, I woke up to the sound of gongs and drums, remembered something, put on my shoes and ran out.

Sure enough, there were a lot of people standing in the courtyard, all of whom were gong and drum teams at the foot of the mountain who specialized in red affairs, dressed in red and bright, very festive.

Congee ran to Li Yuanming, raised his little face and asked, "Master, are you going to Baiyun Temple?" ”

"yes." Li Yuanming was in good spirits on happy occasions, and deliberately wore the Taoist robe he had just made, pointed to the plaque with "Sanqingguan" written on the side, raised his chin and said solemnly: "Your master Xuanling of Baiyun Temple is the most trustworthy, since Cen Zhiyuan lost Baiyun Temple to you, we should also cooperate to accept it, and we can't let them be people who don't believe in their words." ”

"That's right!" Congee looked at him with bright eyes, ran over to take the plaque, raised it above his head, and said menacingly: "Go!" ”