Chapter 1717

Chapter 1717

After coming back, I became restless.

Every day I have to kneel before the Buddha and repent night after night.

He could not forget the confusion and anger in his heart when his disciple knelt before him and confessed his evil thoughts, which had made it impossible for him to practice in front of the Buddha.

Yuan Wu seemed to be the most talkative since she was a child.

But only the old monk knew that he was more stubborn than anyone else.

What has been decided is that even eight horses cannot pull it back.

He couldn't persuade her, so he simply stopped.

The friendship between master and disciple was simply severed.

He goes to his mortal world.

He accompanied him to the ancient Buddhist temple of Qingdeng.

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Fast forward ten years.

Suddenly he was back.

But the old monk was worried and afraid.

He was afraid that he would not be able to accept it and would fall into the world of mortals.

The old monk had only one obsession in his life that he could not get rid of no matter what.

He knows fate.

But to no avail.

The little monk came back with his head drooped.

Usually the little monk is most afraid of the big monk and the old monk.

today......

He just put his hands together and said hello.

The great monk grabbed his collar and pulled him back: "Have you lost your soul?"

The little monk looked at the big monk. He was so full of grievance that he couldn't hold back any longer. He raised his head and burst into tears.

"What's wrong?"

The old abbot hurriedly bent down to see him.

"I miss my mother!" the little monk continued to cry.

The great monk was confused.

When the little one was still a baby, he was sent to the temple.

I have never met my mother at all.

What kind of style is this suddenly coming from?

"What did the female benefactor say to you from time to time?" The great monk didn't like Shen Xinyue at all. "It's too much. She caused Junior Brother Yuanwu to return to secular life, and now she is bullying the young monks in the temple!!"

"No!" The great monk said that Shen Xinyue was not good.

The young monk became anxious and immediately stamped his feet to defend her.

"Then you are so good, why do you miss your mother? You haven't even met your mother!" the great monk blurted out.

After hearing this, the little monk cried even more sadly.

The old monk glared at the elder monk, then took the young monk's hand and coaxed him lovingly: "If you don't cry, don't cry. Go to the abbot master and tell the abbot master if you have any grievances, okay?"

The little monk choked and nodded.

Then we cried all the way back to the abbot master's monastery.

The great monk followed.

I was so depressed that I didn't dare to say a word.

soon.

The master abbot used two pieces of watermelon that had just been fished out of the well to coax the young monk from crying.

"Master Abbot." After eating two mouthfuls of watermelon, the young monk sobbed twice, "The female donor is not bad."

The old monk was slightly startled.

"When the senior brothers mentioned my uncle before, they all said that the female donor was a scourge." The young monk sobbed twice more, "But she is not...she is a very nice person!"

The old monk touched the little monk's head: "Because you think she looks like your mother, so you miss your mother?"

The little monk curled his lips and started to cry again.

The temple is full of big men.

It is not easy to raise such a baby.

There is inevitably some oversight.

Such as maternal love.

The elder monk was standing nearby, and he could understand why the younger monk was suddenly so sad.

"Okay, okay, don't cry. At worst, next time she comes, can I be more polite and courteous?" the great monk coaxed stiffly.