Shangguan Ruoli recognized at a glance that this young novice was the one who led him in Baoguo Temple. He couldn't help but get full of energy and asked coldly: "You came just in time, I was just going to find Huiming!"

Dongming Ziyu's expression was also quite solemn. Seeing that her hair was floating, he hurriedly said: "Li'er, don't be impatient. Let's listen to what the little novice monk has to say."

The young novice monk also wore an otherworldly smile like Master Huiming. He put his hands together and recited a Buddhist verse, "Amitabha! The master knows that the relic beads recognize their owner, so he specially sent a young monk to deliver a message."

"Recognize the master!" Shangguan Ruoli hugged Jin Yu tightly, his heart sinking little by little, "What message do you want to send?"

Jing Yu, however, waved her little hands and babbling in alien language with a smile, as if she was greeting the little novice monk.

The young novice monk saluted Jing Yu, "My nephew pays my respects to my young uncle."

Shangguan Ruoli: "..."

Her son is quite senior.

After the little novice monk finished giving the gift, he explained to Shangguan Ruoli: "Female donor, the master asked the young monk to take the message. The person who recognizes the owner of the Buddha beads has a master-disciple relationship with the master. When the little master turns three years old, the master will come.

Pick someone up.”

Damn it! Shangguan Ruoli resisted the urge to kill and said sternly: "You want my son to become a monk? No way!"

The young novice monk said calmly: "The female donor misunderstood that Buddhist disciples do not have to be ordained as monks. There are also lay disciples everywhere, and even if they are tonsured, they can return to the secular world. The master said that because of his status, the young master uncle will have many

Moreover, he is violent by nature and will poison the common people if he is not influenced by Buddhism. Therefore, he is kept by his side and taught for seven years, and he can meet his parents once a year."

What mother wants to hear other people say that her child is not good?

Jing Yu and Ling Yao are a little more hot-tempered, but where do they become violent? Where do they poison the common people?

Said her son will face many disasters?

Only you will have a lot of disasters, and your whole family will have a lot of disasters!

Shangguan Ruoli's eyes were about to burst into flames, "My son, what kind of life he leads is beyond the control of a monk! There is no need for them to meddle in other people's business! I will go find that old bald donkey right now and get rid of this trouble.

Take the beads back!"

The young novice monk smiled enigmatically and said, "Loyalty is hard to hear. This is also a great blessing for my uncle. The master has wandered away. In two years, he will come to pick up my uncle."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Shangguan Ruoli quickly chased after him, but failed to catch up with the young monk.

The young monk walked gracefully and looked like he was strolling in a courtyard. However, Shangguan Ruoli used his Qing Gong skills and could only watch the young monk from a distance as he walked further and further away.

Shangguan Ruoli's body went limp. She had never felt so hopeless and helpless.

Damn it, if you don't deal with it, you will fight with real swords and guns, you and me will fight to the death. What do you mean by these ghosts and ghosts?

Dongming Ziyu stepped forward to hug her and Jing Yu, and said softly: "Calm down, this matter will last two years, we will slowly figure out a solution."

"Shut up!" Shangguan Ruoli couldn't stand it anymore. She couldn't stand Dongming Ziyu's calm and calm look, "Is Jingyu your son? How can you be so calm and calm? That demon monk not only cursed your son

, and you have to let your son leave his parents. Two years later, he will only be three years old! Three years old!"

Shangguan Ruoli was about to collapse when she thought that her fragrant and soft son would become a young monk at the age of three.

The voice got louder and louder, and finally turned into a tearful roar.

Then, he ran into the house holding the frightened Jing Yu, closed the door, and cried feebly.

Jing Yu seemed to realize that she had made her mother sad, so she stretched out her chubby hand and silently wiped Shangguan Ruoli's tears.

My son is so sensible and well-behaved, how could he have such a bad temper?

Shangguan Ruoli's heart was as sharp as a knife when he thought that he was so young and wanted to leave him to go eat fast and chant Buddha's name with an old and stinky monk.

We can only see each other once a year. I don’t know if the three or four-year-old child still recognizes me. Thinking about it, I started crying even more.

Dongming Ziyu knew that she was very excited, so he stood silently outside the door, holding the door handle, but did not go in.

This is the first time that Shangguan Ruoli has lost control of his emotions. He is a little panicked, but she has misunderstood him. He is reluctant to leave his parents when his child is so young. But Jingyu is a boy, and this is what he should bear.

Master Huiming is an eminent monk. Being able to receive his teachings is something that millions of people can only dream of. Even the emperor does not have such kindness.

Murong Feng knitted her brows into a knot and said, "She is too reluctant to let go of the child. Just be patient and wait for her to calm down for a while."

Once, he admitted that he coveted Shangguan Ruoli and even hoped that the two of them would get together. But now that Shangguan Ruoli is so sad, he feels that as long as she is happy, anything will be fine.

Dongming Ziyu was very unhappy with his tone of being so close to Shangguan Ruoli, and said coldly: "You don't need to tell me, I know very well that I will feel sorry for my princess."

Murong Fenghe curled his lips disdainfully, "Then you wish yourself a better life!"

After saying that, he walked away.

He really couldn't stay any longer. Listening to Shangguan Ruoli's cries, his heart seemed to be chopped into dumpling fillings.

Dongming Ziyu waited for Shangguan Ruoli to stop crying before pushing the door in. He saw the naughty little Jingyu with a sullen face like an adult, wiping Shangguan Ruoli's hands with Buddha beads.

She shed tears and kissed Shangguan Ruoli's face from time to time.

Dongming Ziyu felt sour in his heart, walked over quickly, and said softly: "Let Jingyu go play with Ling Yao, the two children are scared."

When Shangguan Ruoli looked at Jing Yu's big, smart eyes, they were full of fear and caution, and he felt annoyed that he couldn't hold his breath and vented such a broken emotion in front of the child, scaring the child.

Busan kissed Jing Yu's pink and white face, and forced a stiff smile, "I'm sorry, my dear, I scared you."

Dongming Ziyu reached out and hugged the particularly "good" little Jingyu, and said softly: "How about going to play with your sister? She is very uneasy when you are not with her."

Xiao Jingyu looked at Daddy blankly. Daddy was so gentle today and she even talked to him so much. It was so abnormal.

Dongming Ziyu didn't know what his son was thinking, so he agreed without losing his temper. He opened the door and gave him to the nanny waiting outside.

Then, come back and coax your wife.

Shangguan Ruoli felt unhappy and ignored him, stood up and walked to the basin to wash his face.

Humph! His son was about to be snatched away, and he was still so calm. It was simply inhumane!

She washed her face, and then went to Baoguo Temple to find Master Huiming and fight with that old thief Tu'er!

If you dare to scheme against her precious son, your aunt will never end it with her!

"Ahem...Li'er, listen to me." Dongming Ziyu followed her step by step.

She was really anxious today. If she couldn't be coaxed well, she wouldn't get any good results of her own.
Chapter completed!