The old monk drank alone and looked up at the night sky in the northwest corner:

A bright meteor with a brilliant silver trail, piercing the bleak sky, I don't know where it fell, the autumn wind gusted, rolled up the maple leaves, the frost forest embers burned, stepping on the bluestone path paved with maple leaves, two figures, one big and one small, soon came to the end, a decoration is not gorgeous, and it can even be said that some old mansions come into view.

"Hey, old bald, are you sure the person you're looking for is here, but this seems to be the mansion of the Lord of the Star Source Mansion, right?"

A little monk who was about ten years old, wearing a neat and tidy blue linen monk's robe, and carrying a basket of things behind his back pointed to the big mansion in front of him, and said to the old monk who had put down the wine gourd on the side, kept rubbing the red sandalwood rosary in his hand, and chanted words in his mouth.

"What's the matter, old bald, why are you standing still again?" Seeing that he didn't answer, the little monk stood still, knowing that the old guy would not leave for a while, he quickly put down the basket behind him, rubbed his somewhat sore shoulders, turned his head to look at the old monk, and the two eyes that were as pure as black gems were so pure that they could not be mixed with the slightest impurities blinked.

Suddenly, a baby's cry resounded throughout the universe, like a shocking thunder for the 10,000-year-old pine-like old monk standing on the cliff, the right hand holding the rosary stopped in mid-air, the whole person froze in place, and the cloudy and old pupils stared at the northwest corner of the big mansion for a moment.

That's where the delivery room is.

At this moment, the little monk saw the expression that had never been revealed from beginning to end from the beginning to the present, which was a thick sadness, and then slowly dissipated from the bottom of his eyes, turned into indignation, and then was full of joy, old tears, opened his mouth, but it seemed that he did not make a sound.

Even he was startled by the old monk's strange behavior, but he quickly recovered.

"I said old bald, what kind of medicine are you selling in this gourd, could it be that there is your old man in that house?" Since the little monk knows the old monk, the latter has to be stained with flowers and grass wherever he goes, the key is that once it is contaminated, it is completely different from the usual appearance, I don't know that I think it is not the same person, but once I cultivate the Tao, talk about the scriptures, it is another look, that focus and seriousness makes him admire, often invited to what Fahua Temple, Shaolin Temple to preach, especially love to go to the nunnery, basically responsive, never absent, so that people are unpredictable.

It's just one point, it's hard for the little monk to see that he has anything special to care about, he usually not only drinks wine and eats meat but also picks up girls, and he doesn't put the Buddhist precepts in his eyes at all, and it's the first time he has seen such a true temperament.

The little monk took out a somewhat tattered wine gourd from the master's waist, broke the lid, poured two sips, and secretly praised: "Good wine!" Stretched out a pair of small hands as white as jade, and wiped them on his mouth indiscriminately, with the kind of roughness that only high-rollers who have been in the rivers and lakes all year round have, and the feeling that it gives people at this time is extremely incompatible.

After wiping his mouth, the little monk subconsciously looked at his tender hands that belonged to children, sighed, and thought: Isn't this old bald the best wine, I drank all the wine in his gourd, and saw if he dared to pretend to be garlic in front of Lao Tzu.

As soon as he picked up the gourd from the ground, he was greeted with a burst of scolding: "Get out of here, Xiao Bald, who let you drink Lao Tzu's wine casually?" ”

As soon as he looked up, he saw the old monk's eyes that were so red that they wanted to breathe fire, the little monk laughed twice and handed the gourd back to him, "Don't be so stingy, I only drank two sips." ”

The old monk snatched the wine gourd and gave him a roll of his eyes, "My wine is very expensive, it's a waste to give you a child to drink, besides, can you drink my wine like this?" ”

"What if you can't drink it, it's already in my stomach anyway." The little monk folded his arms around the back of his head, leaned against the trunk of the tree, and raised his eyes to look at the starry sky.

The old monk's gaze stayed on him slightly, and suddenly said: "Alas, it's been a long time," After speaking, he gave himself a sip first, the little monk thought that he was going to drink it dry and enjoy it, but he didn't expect that he had already tied the gourd.

"Little bald, how old are you this year?"

The little monk glanced at him, "Which one are you asking?" ”

"Both." The old monk looked at him deeply with sympathetic and ashamed eyes, as if he were looking at a sick person.

"Soul 29 body 6 years old, what's wrong?"

"Twenty-three years to go," the old monk rubbed the rosary in his hand and muttered, "What will happen to you if you don't find a way in these twenty-three years?" He asked.

"Back to the state of the original curse, the body is 29 years old and the soul is 2 years old, the soul remains the same, and the body continues to age until death." The little monk said indifferently.

Because of this, the guilt in the heart of the old monk is getting stronger and stronger, the mellow wine in the mouth seems to have lost its taste, the eyes are dark, the past is like smoke, vividly, four years ago, the little monk because he was cursed, from the original twenty-nine years old to only two years old child, in order to return to normal, he worshiped the old monk as a teacher, this time is four years passed, seeing that there is no hope of recovery, he is gradually losing confidence.

The blush on the little monk's face was a little thicker, as if he had applied blush, and stretched out his hand to the old monk and said, "If it doesn't work, it won't work, it doesn't matter anyway, quickly, give me the wine, let me take another sip." ”

The old monk untied the gourd from his waist with his backhand and threw it directly to him.

"Hey, this wine is a bit fierce, no, Xiao Er, fill it up again for Young Master Ben, I want to get drunk with this old brother, hahahaha!" When the little monk said this, his face was completely red into a monkey's buttocks, and the hand holding the wine gourd fell down all of a sudden, leaning against the maple tree and closing his eyes, and after a while, he began to snore.

The old monk sighed, took out a thick robe from the basket to keep out the cold, covered him on his body, didn't care about the wine gourd on the ground, turned the rosary in his hand, and said to himself: "Little bald, your hope is coming, twenty-three years, it is almost impossible for ordinary people to reach that level, but I believe that if it is him, it will definitely work!" The old monk's old but blazing eyes looked at the small room not far away, and there was a fire rising again, and his right fist was clenched tightly because of excitement, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"Lord Domain, I really miss the time when Luo Lan was called, and I heard you call me by my nickname, so, no matter what, I will do my best to help you reach the peak and return to the star field!"

After the old monk solemnly swore in his heart, he walked forward.

...

"Grandma Wang, why did my child only cry once?" Lin Tianyi pushed open the door of the delivery room and rushed to his wife's bedside, only to see that she was looking at the baby in her arms with affection, although her face was slightly pale and there were beads of sweat on her forehead, but the joy in her heart should be no less than his.

"Lord Lin, this is a good omen, it means that this child is full of energy, a voice is enough to pass through the mouth and nose, and he must be a wizard who practices martial arts in the future.

Hearing this, Lin Tian was immediately overjoyed, and lay on the bed of his wife Wenren Yuxuan, and watched this gift of God with eager eyes.

Both husband and wife are over half a hundred years old, and have been childless before, although they have considered adoption, but they have never been able to act.

"What is this?" Lin Tian gently broke his little hand, only to see that there was a cherry-sized piece of jade hidden inside.

"Strange, how could this child be born holding this piece of jade?" Lin Tian was pleasantly surprised, but also a little puzzled.

The midwife looked at the jade piece, and was also stunned for a moment, as if she was desperately trying to explain the reason, scratched her ears and cheeks for a while, and then said: "This, could it be the Huai Jin Grip Yu mentioned in the book, right?" This child cherished this jade as soon as he was born, and he will definitely be a person of noble character in the future, or he may be able to shine in the entire Xingyuan Mansion, I really want to congratulate the mansion master. ”

Lin Tiandeng was overjoyed.

"But Tianlang, he seems to be going to eat this jade?" The wife stretched out her hand to stop her, but she was forced to weaken her limbs.

"Huh?"

...

"What do you think would be a good name for our children?" The wife took her loving eyes off the baby in front of her and turned to Lin Tian, who was teasing the baby with a ball of yarn.

"Only in the sky shrouded in the polar night, the stars will shine, even if the haze is everywhere, but there is still a starlight to guide the way forward. I hope that he can shoulder the responsibility of reviving our Xingyuan Mansion and become a starlight, from Xingyuan, it will definitely shine on the continent, so, Shangyu Xiachen, what does Madam think? ”

Without waiting for his wife to answer, a burst of thunderous applause suddenly sounded outside, "Okay, the Lord of the Lin Mansion is really literate, Lin Yuchen, what a good name." ”

A monk dressed in a somewhat sloppy monk's robe walked in, just looking at his appearance, this person described as withered, the bridge of his nose was slightly sunken, his two small eyes were almost narrowed into a slit, and his every move revealed an indescribable obscene temperament.

Lin Tian didn't care, but his face was happy, and he hurriedly bowed, "Master, you are finally here," he turned his head to his suspicious wife and said: "This is the famous Qianqiu Master of Pulin Temple, his magic power is boundless, I specially invited him to practice for Xiao Yuchen, and in the future, I will trouble Master Qianqiu to teach the scriptures and cultivate the Tao for my son." The latter sentence was said to the old monk.

"Where, where, it is my honor to be able to teach such spiritual children." The old monk bowed his hand and saluted back, turned to stare at Lin Yuchen's face, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Can I hug Ling Lang?" ”

Lin Tian nodded in agreement.

The old monk showed a long-lost smile on his face, took Lin Yuchen from the slightly hesitant Wenren Yuxuan, and hugged him in the crook of his arm, if someone can read his heart at this time, then he will definitely find that what this guy is thinking now is: "If the domain lord knew that I was holding the newborn him now, I don't know what he would think?" Wow ha, it's really exciting, this feel is much stronger than holding a woman. ”

Wenren Yuxuan looked at her husband a little strangely, Lin Tian turned his back to the old monk and said in her ear: "Don't look at people like that, he is an expert in preaching scriptures and cultivating the Tao, and Yuchen will definitely follow him in the future." Besides, I don't want him to be as honest as I am, sometimes it's good to be bad, as long as he's good, it doesn't matter what else is,"

Wenren Yuxuan glanced at him, as if to say: Make it seem like you are very honest, and then looked at the old monk, only to see that he was looking at his son with a smile on his face, and the joy from the heart did not seem to be a fake, so he had to nod quite reluctantly, "Okay, I believe in your vision." ”

"I knew that my Xiaoxuan was the best." Lin Tian kissed her still tender face hard, making the latter blush, and scolded with a smile: "You are an old and immodest person." ”

Lin Tian smiled and turned around, just as the old monk also turned his gaze at this time, and the two looked at each other and smiled.