The visiting guests were very big, and there were a group of guards accompanying them. The young disciples in the temple also became busy and were responsible for the reception of everyone.

Yuanxing is like a person from another world who only focuses on the fallen leaves on the ground, and there seems to be nothing else in his eyes.

Shanguo rushed back and followed him with a stick as usual.

"This time I came to the Grand Governor of the Guard Office, and it seemed that his surname was Bai." Suddenly, Shanguo turned his face and muttered to the wall beside him.

Yuan Xing was slightly stunned. The Grand Governor of the Guards, surnamed Bai? Isn’t that the second senior brother’s father? Could it be that he came to find the second senior brother specifically?

Forget it, what does this have to do with himself? He continued to bow his head and sweep the floor.

Shanguo naturally didn't know the grievances and grievances of the elders before becoming a monk, so he continued to say to himself: "This time I went up the mountain, and I also saw Uncle Ning."

The third senior brother is back too? Yuan Xing paused, and the broom was waving and he couldn't help but slow down. He turned around and looked at Shanguo.

Shanguo knew that he would be interested in this topic, and he didn't go to see him. He said, "Uncle Ning also brought his family. There was a fat guy who seemed to be the child we were born in the past." He couldn't help but look excited and said in some remembrance: "Time flies so fast. I didn't expect that such a small person was so young now." That was his first time going down the mountain and experiencing a thrilling battle, of course he still remembers it fresh.

Time flies so fast. Isn’t it the same as fate? Unfortunately, I was blind at the beginning and did not see the child.

I really want to go and see it. It has been a long time since I met my third senior brother last time. I don’t know how he is now, and whether he is still as depressed as that day. He suddenly sighed, stopped the broom in his hand, and looked at the gate of the courtyard. He didn’t need him to go, but he came to him.

Sure enough, almost the next moment, the voice of the third senior brother Ning Mu came closer: "I heard that you were punished as soon as you came back? Why..." Fortunately, the gloating words were only halfway through.

Ning Mu looked at Yuan Xing's hands and feet tightly, frowned: "What punishment is this? I even used the torture instruments."

Yuan Xing was also looking at him. At this time, Ning Mu was a little fatter than five years ago, her skin became much darker, and a mustache on her lips, which was quite a big change.

Hearing him ask, he just shook his head? No sound.

"Uncle Ning." Shanguo, who was standing beside him, quickly clasped his hands together. "The master punished Yuanxing and his uncle to silently expel him, which was inconvenient to speak."

Ning Mu has been a monk for many years? Naturally, he knows the meaning of these two words? Hearing the air, his face changed and asked Shanguo: "What mistake did he make? He was treated like this?"

"It seems that because of the incident in Liangzhou five years ago, I don't know what exactly is." Shanguo just shook his head? He really didn't know what the uncle made? As for what the master's gourd sold, he guessed a little, but at this time, in front of Yuan Xing, he used him ten thousand courage to break the old monk's plan.

"Five years ago? What's wrong with Yuanxing? No? I..." Ning Mu looked at Yuanxing's unlucky look. He frowned even more. After thinking about it, he wanted to plead with his master, but he lifted his steps and stopped, looking at the two people in front of him strangely. He asked again: "Senior Brother also understands the truth, so he doesn't care?"

Yuanxing couldn't make a sound? Shanguoze didn't know how to answer, Ning Mu's eyes glanced at them for a moment? The nervous and angry expression of the previous look relaxed, and he coughed: "I'll go and ask." After that, he quickly walked out of the yard.

The eldest brother was also implicated and punished? I heard that it was copying the scriptures. Yuan Xing thought in his mind. Suddenly, he turned to the good fruit. What was wrong with this little monk? Why did his master still look indifferent when he was scolded and punished?

Because of his confusion before, he was just chaotic, and he didn't think about it in other directions. Now that his inspiration suddenly appeared, his thinking was alive. The conversation between the two disciples a few days ago was back in his mind, which was quite organized. But why did he accidentally let himself listen to it?

I remember the three days when I was just punished. Haha.

A smile appeared on his face and disappeared in an instant. He lowered his eyelids and continued to start his own cleaning work.

My third senior brother was still a little worse. When I took a look, I realized something was wrong. I felt sorry for myself, but I was so clever and depressed for nearly a morning. If it weren't for him, I would have been struggling all kinds of troubles.

Alas! I don’t know what the next move of the master will be? Unfortunately, if he sees through it, it will probably not have any good results.

However, as long as you know that the master is not going to give up on himself, that is good enough.

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The lunch hall was very lively at noon. This may be the day when Yuanxing became a monk and lived the most living people in Tianchan Temple. However, he had no chance of these. He could only sit alone in the remote courtyard, waiting for the little novice monk to bring food.

The food was very rich, probably the ingredients brought by the guests. There was tofu that was hard to eat in the temple. The whole thing was gone and I had a beautiful meal. After a while, I started to clean the fallen leaves before the good fruit arrived.

In the afternoon of autumn, the light is very good, and the temple is quiet. In such a quiet and warm environment, people seem to become lazy.

It seems that only children cannot enjoy it. When they are in a strange environment, they can still listen to the instructions of adults in the Buddhist temple and do not dare to speak too much, but when they arrive in the courtyard square, no one watches them, and they unconsciously feel happy.

The two children were chasing and playing in the yard, and before they knew it, they were approaching the fate.

He saw that the two little boys were about ten years old, and their characters were not very different. They were both fair and cute. Thinking of the good deeds, he guessed that there was the son of the third senior brother. Unfortunately, the two children had familiar eyebrows and eyes, and they couldn't tell the difference. They looked at each other with a smile, shook their heads, and then lowered their heads to continue working.

"What's wrong with you?" One of the fat and fat boys stopped and looked at his locked hands and feet curiously, asking.

"Little donor, this is a monk who is practicing in this temple, so it is not convenient to talk to others." Shanguo rushed over and answered in place of Yuanxing.

Yuan Xing nodded at him, accompanied by the sound of iron chains colliding, he carefully bypassed the child and turned his sight to the fallen leaves on the ground again.

"You are lying, only prisoners wear chains. Is he a prisoner in your temple?" the little fat man pouted and said loudly.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Shanguo's face and explained: "This is indeed a monk who made a mistake and is being punished."

"What mistake did he make?" At this time, another thin child suddenly asked.

"This... is not convenient to say." Shanguo shook his head and said.

"Can I talk to him?" the child asked, but when he was talking, his eyes were always on Yuanxing who was working with his head down, and his eyes were extremely strange.

"No, he was punished not to talk to anyone." Shanguo continued to shake his head.

"What is his Dharma name?" The child raised his head and continued to ask persistently.

Shanguo saw the child staring at him, his big eyes flashed very cute, and felt that there was no need to hide this question. He directly replied: "That is Master Deyuanxing of this temple."

"Master Yuanxing..." The thin child got the answer and stopped talking. He stood blankly, even the fat man who was pulling him next to him ignored him. He only looked at the robe embroidered with patches, and lowered his head to clean it. After a while, he suddenly ran a few steps and rushed forward: "Have you forgotten me?"

When the child came over, Yuan Xing had already noticed it, but he was afraid that he would suddenly dodge and hurt him, so he could only hold it with one hand, and then look down at the small person in front of him with a puzzled look.

The child saw him smiling at him, his face clearly had doubts, his eyes suddenly turned red, he burst into tears, and shouted sadly: "You really forgot me, Master..."

"Master?" Yuan Xing was even more confused. Why didn't he remember having such a young disciple?

Wait, when he thought of his apprentice, he suddenly shivered and widened his eyes...
Chapter completed!