"Master has passed away!"
Everyone present knelt down one after another, some were crying in pain, some looked surprised and had dull eyes.
But Jianzhi grabbed Ling Qiteng and pushed him away.
"Get out!" His face was livid, "You are an outsider and cannot be here!"
Ling Qian jumped over a strong body of 1.9 meters, but when he pushed him, he stepped back involuntarily.
Just exited the door.
Boom!
The door was closed, and only mournful wails could be heard.
"Hey..." Ling Guiteng wanted to ask where his Ling Bao was.
Unexpectedly, another hand stretched out from behind, grabbed him and dragged him back.
"Follow me." A strange monk with a majestic face whispered.
Ling Qanteng lowered his clenched fist again.
The monk led Ling Qiteng in a hurry, avoiding everyone's eyes and ears, and came to a remote and dilapidated courtyard. When he opened the door, he found that on a simple bed, little Lingbao was holding a string of Buddhist beads, sleeping soundly.
The monk pulled off a piece of dusty cloth next to him, grabbed little Ling Bao, wrapped it up, and stuffed it into Ling Qiteng's arms.
"Let's go!"
He ordered, "Except me and Jianzhi, no one in the temple knows that the last person Master saw was her."
Ling Qiteng was shocked.
"The master passed away suddenly, and the mantle and teachings were not handed down, and the sect is about to have a storm. Don't mention today's matter to anyone. You are her protector, and you will protect her in life and death."
Ling Qiteng didn't have time to ask any more questions, and hurried out with little Ling Bao in his arms.
"Senior Brother Jianshan!" Little Lingbao's dusty little face suddenly appeared from under the cloth, "When can Jianyue see you again?"
Jianshan had a sullen face and waved his hands heavily: "Don't ask! Let's go!"
Ling Qiteng almost ran out of the temple with Ling Bao in his arms, and got into the car.
After a while, all the people in the temple were invited out.
Including the rest of the Ling family.
"What happened?" The pilgrims looked at each other.
"I heard that Master Abbot passed away."
"What?"
"Look! Look!" Someone pointed into the temple.
"Ah! What is this?"
In the temple, in the direction of the Zen room where the abbot lived, there was a huge beam of colorful light, soaring straight into the sky.
"It's Xiaguang!"
"Why is there glowing light in the morning?"
"What a beautiful glow, Namo Amitabha!"
"I heard that when eminent monks pass away, they will have supernatural powers..."
"Goodbye! Goodbye!"
"How special this is!"
Everyone present knelt down and worshiped in the direction of the glow.
The Ling family drove away while no one was paying attention.
"How?" Ling Xuanyan asked Ling Quanteng.
Ling Qiteng... didn't know how to answer for a moment.
It seemed like something very important had happened, but after thinking about it, there was nothing to say.
Xiao Lingbao silently took out the Buddhist beads and hung them around his neck.
She raised her head and smiled sweetly: "Ling Bao is fine now!"
"That's great!" The uncles of the Ling family felt a stone in their hearts.
"That's right, Uncle Sanhuo, did you find out clearly about this little brother?" Little Lingbao has not forgotten this matter.
"Already found it." Ling Xuanyan replied, he smiled, "I also asked clearly, your little brother still remembers you... He originally wanted to come to see you, but the abbot passed away... It's okay, I left his contact information,"
"That's great!" Little Lingbao was so happy, "Lingbao has to thank my little brother!"
By the time they got back to Ling's house, the little chickens and puppy eggs had already flown out impatiently.
"Ling Bao! Ling Bao, are you okay?"
"Zai Zai is back as before!" Little Lingbao patted his heart confidently, "Zai Zai has become a disciple, Zai Zai now has a dharma title!"
"Hey Lingbao." Little Dog Dan hugged little Lingbao and cried, "Lingbao, we finally meet again..."
The little native chicken had a serious face.
No, he is very noble and cool, and he will never cry.
Mrs. Lu also rushed back soon: "Have Miss Ling seen Master Abbot? Hey, he left suddenly..."
When she asked, the Ling family all turned to look at Ling Bao.
"Ling Bao fell asleep on the way there." Without waiting for Ling Bao's answer, Ling Guiteng said, "Master asked us to wait, but I didn't expect..."
Mrs. Lu, stay still.
"Then Ling Bao's magical power..."
"It should be better after some sleep." Ling Qiteng added.
"That's good, that's good, it will be useful after all." Old Mrs. Lu also breathed a sigh of relief.
She always felt guilty if her trip was in vain.
"Hey, the old monk is really powerful. I should have brought Miss Ling there earlier." She still blamed herself.
It's a pity not to see it.
"It's okay, it's okay." Xiao Lingbao waved his hand.
If you take him there early, wouldn't you urge Master to leave early?
"That's right, Uncle Protector," Xiao Lingbao said to Ling Qiteng when he returned to the room, "Lingbao is now a disciple of Buddhism and needs to read some scriptures."
"I understand." Ling Qiteng nodded.
So at night, the Ling family had an extra Buddhist hall.
Inside are placed the Three Saints of the West, Shizu Ksitigarbha, flowers, banners, treasures, canopies, pure water, and all kinds of offerings.
Even Ling Sheng displayed one of his favorite models.
There is a mahogany bookcase in the Buddhist hall, in which various scriptures are neatly placed.
Little Lingbao sat on the mat alone: "Little native chicken, go get me a copy."
Little Chicken: "It's pretty easy to handle."
After saying that, he still took a copy for her.
"Look!"
Xiao Lingbao sat still and said, "Read it."
Little Chicken: "?"
Xiao Lingbao: "Zai Zai doesn't know the characters, so I hope you can read it."
Little native chicken: "..."
Xiao Lingbao picked up the scripture and said, "Okay, I'll go find my second-rate uncle to read it to me."
Little Chicken: "Put it down!"
Isn’t it just chanting sutras?
How difficult is it!
Considering that Ling Ziqi is illiterate, he should reluctantly read it to her!
…
Little Tuji recited it to Little Lingbao for three days and three nights until his throat started to smoke.
Finally, the savior came.
Xiao Lingbao's savior came to visit.
"Little brother!" As soon as Ling Bao heard the news, he ran out of the temple in a hurry.
Just after running halfway, he quickly turned back and grabbed a maid: "Auntie, please give Ling Bao some fragrance and give him a beautiful little Tweet."
It was not easy to find the savior.
Be sure to be more solemn.
"Those who didn't know better thought you were going to meet the lover of your dreams." The little native chicken sneered.
Ling Baoke must not be a love brain, he will get dizzy when he sees a handsome boy.
"Little brother saved Ling Bao's life, Ling Bao must thank him properly." Little Ling Bao knew what a dream lover was, so she retorted seriously.
Little Lingbao was dressed up beautifully, wearing a princess dress and cute little pigtails, and was led downstairs by her uncle.
The little boy who had been waiting for a long time turned around when he heard the voice.
He was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand...
(End of chapter)
