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The little monk then looked at his grandfather again and asked hesitantly: "Grand...Master, then... Then, from now on, I will... not...can't learn more...more advanced martial arts?"
He then pointed at Wan Lin and said pitifully: "Grandpa, I...I want to be like... like Senior Brother, Senior Sister and others! I... My master said, your Wan family's internal skills...
Very tall, you...you are me...my grandpa, can't you teach me some?"
The old man from Wan family smiled as he looked at the boy's desire. He gently stroked the boy's bald head and said, "Boy, from today on, you are my grandson. How can grandpa not teach his grandson martial arts?
However, I also need to carefully check the characteristics of the inner strength of the Supernatural Temple in your body before deciding how to help you improve your skills.”
The little monk was overjoyed when he heard the old man's answer and knew that the old man had promised to teach him profound martial arts. He shook his body and suddenly took a step back from the old man, and then knelt on the ground with a "thump".
When the old man from Wan's family saw that the boy had knelt down again, he quickly said, "You little brat, didn't I just teach you martial arts and not be your master? Why did you kneel down and become a disciple again?"
The boy knelt on the ground, looked up at the old man and replied, "Grandpa, grandpa, I...I'm not taking you as your teacher, you... Didn't you say... I'm a grandson? Jingheng is for...
...Kowtow to your dear grandpa!"
People around him laughed when they heard the boy's cry. Master Tianjue looked at the old man in Wan family and smiled: "Amitabha, this boy's head is so fast. Congratulations to Mr. Wan, donor! Just let this clever grandson
I'll kowtow to you a few times."
Professor Chang also smiled and said, "Hahaha, Mr. Wan, congratulations on having another grandson!" He then looked at Wan Lin again, Xiaoya and Lingling smiled and said, "Haha, congratulations to you too,
There is an extra little brother."
Lingling looked at Professor Chang and replied with a smile: "Professor Chang, this kid is our little brother long ago. Hehe, he is naughty and troubled outside every day. The task of brother Wan Lin is to wipe his butt and make trouble.
." She looked at the boy with love and smiled: "Hehe, if it weren't for my brother, we wouldn't care about this brat."
Several old men laughed when they heard Lingling's answer. At this time, the little monk had already knocked three times to his grandfather. He stuck out his butt and turned his head to look at Lingling to defend himself, "Ling...Sister Ling, you...
"You kid is still obedient? Get up!" Lingling smiled and kicked the kid in the ass. The little monk said with a chuckle: "Hehe, you...you...you get me up later, I...I'll give it to the teacher.
The great grandma kowtows."
Master Tianjue heard the boy's voice and pointed at his nose in shock and smiled: "Amitabha, why did Pomni become your master's grandmother?"
The little monk looked at the teacher and replied in a serious manner: "I... my master took me out of the mountain before and said that when I met someone as old as you, I should call my grandma donor."
He then turned his head to look at Lingling and Xiaoya, and said seriously: "Ling...Sister Ling, Senior Sister Xiaoya, if you...you are not my Senior Sister, I...I think I should call you...You aunt donor,
This is how...it is polite."
He turned his head and looked at Ling Yu who was standing beside Master Tianjue and asked, "Ling... Yu, are you... you are right?" Ling Yu heard his question, and she stared at her two bright big
With his eyes, he looked at Master Tianjue with a little confused and asked, "Master, he seems to be right. Should he call him Aunt Donor?"
Before Lingyu finished speaking, Xiaoya and Lingling had already widened their eyes, raised their legs and kicked the little monk's butt. Lingling looked at the little monk and scolded angrily: "You are so polite! You're the donor of auntie.
, Are we so old?"
Xiaoya also pulled Lingyu in anger and shouted, "Lingyu, is it still right? Don't listen to this stupid boy screaming, we are sisters, not aunts."
In the annoyed voices of Lingling and Xiaoya, the three old men and Wan Lin had already laughed. Master Tianjue smiled and pulled the little monk on the ground and said, "You little brat, don't scream if you don't understand, look at you."
The two senior sisters were so angry.”
When the little monk heard the voice of the master, he touched his bald head and looked at Xiaoya and Lingling with embarrassment, "Two... senior sisters, I... I don't know what to call..., don't...
…Don’t be angry.” He then looked at Ling Yu and asked, “Ling... Yu, you… don’t know either, right?”
The three old men looked at the confused look of the little monk and Ling Yu. The three men understood that these two children lived in temples since childhood and rarely contacted people from outside. They really did not know the meaning of those titles in the secular world.
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The old man from Wan family loved him and pulled the little monk and Ling Yu in front of him. He smiled and said, "Okay, they are not outsiders. You should call him brother, sister, call him senior brother, and senior sister, you can also call him senior sister."
The little monk quickly replied, "Okay, okay, grandpa... I'm right, I'll call you senior brother, senior sister, this... this is definitely correct."
The boy frowned as he said that, he covered his stomach and looked up at the master and grandfather, saying, "Grand... Master, teacher, can you... give me some food first?
That... that little Qiuqiu just now played... and chased me with all his life, I... I'm so hungry."
The two old men were stunned when they heard the boy's scream. Master Tianjue quickly looked at Lingyu and shouted: "Lingyu, hurry up and take your junior brother to the kitchen to find something to eat, let's see that the child is hungry.
”
She followed and shouted in the kitchen: "Nianci, hurry up and find some vegetarian food for Jingheng." She thought this kid grew up from a temple and had been vegetarian.
When the little monk heard the command from Master Tianjue, he quickly looked at Master Nian Ci in the kitchen and shouted anxiously: "Master, you... don't... don't have to give me a vegetarian food, I...
I eat meat, meat... meat is delicious." Before he finished speaking, Ling Yu was already giggling and pulled the boy to run towards the kitchen.
The old man from Wan family laughed at the boy's cry and said, "Hahaha, this boy is still a little monk with wine and meat!" Master Tianjue looked at Lingyu and the little monk's backs, and she nodded with relief and looked at him.
The old man from Wan family said, "Lingyu is shy by nature. Except for Lin'er and the others and you Wan family's disciples, she is unwilling to deal with strangers, but she didn't expect that she and Jingheng were so close to each other. She became familiar with each other after a while.
.”
The teacher said too much, then looked at Wan Lin and the others and asked with distress: "Amitabha, did you not have lunch? Why did you make this child so hungry?"