Hang Du.
The night rain was hazy.
It was quiet inside and outside the Hidden Spirit Temple. Only the red lanterns under the eaves were still emitting a faint light.
It swayed quietly in the wind and rain.
Suddenly!
A loud cry broke the silence like a spring thunder.
Instantly, the sleeping monks in the temple were woken up.
The windows that were originally dark were lit up by candlelight.
But not long after, the candlelight went out again.
In the darkness, there were only faint grumbles of dissatisfaction.
"Whose child is this? He's hungry and wants to drink milk again. It's too noisy.”
"Don't say, this child is quite strong. Her cries are quite loud!”
"It's so late at night, disturbing my dreams!”
"Senior Brothers and Junior Brothers, don't be angry. Please forgive me for my childish voice!”
"Amitabha!"
……
With a Buddhist proclamation, Hidden Spirit Temple fell silent again.
Only the crisp sound of crying could be heard.
However, the monks did not mind. After all, there were many families around Hidden Spirit Temple.
Human fire flourished.
From time to time, the cries of hungry children could be heard, but this time, they were especially loud.
The child's cries continued to echo.
After a while, the red light of a lantern lit up in the Hidden Spirit Temple and slowly came to the door.
"Oh, why is it so noisy in the middle of the night? It's disturbing my sleep.”
A random voice rang out without seeing anyone.
"Creak ~"
The heavy gate of Hidden Spirit Temple slowly opened, and a monk in tattered monk robes walked out with a broken fan in his hand.
At this moment, the monk was still sleeping and yawning, looking as if he had not woken up yet.
Just as he was about to take a step forward, he seemed to have discovered something and suddenly stopped.
He quickly retracted it.
There was a bamboo frame at his feet.
Inside the box, a baby was wrapped in a thin blanket. The baby was lying inside, and the loud crying came from there.
Thinking about how he almost stepped on it, the monk hurriedly performed a Buddhist salute and muttered.
"Amitabha, I'm guilty!"
After chanting the name of Buddha, the monk looked at the child in the basket.
Strangely enough, the child had been crying non-stop, and his voice had reverberated throughout the surroundings.
Now that the monk had come out, the child stopped crying and looked straight at the monk with her big watery eyes.
After a while, the baby reached out his hand and looked at the monk.
"You're an interesting child. You're not afraid of strangers?!”Tyrant couldn't help but smile when he saw the adorable baby.
"Fine, as long as you don't think the monk is dirty!”
With that, the monk bent down and picked up the child in the basket.
Looking at the baby in his arms, Tyrant frowned.
"What kind of parents would be so heartless as to abandon such a cute child? Do they have any morals or sense of responsibility?!”
As he spoke, he looked around but did not see a single person.
Seeing this, Tyrant pinched his fingers and his expression gradually became strange.
"Strange, why can't I calculate it?!”
The monk frowned and looked at the child in his arms.
"You are quite mysterious. Since you have come to the Hidden Spirit Temple, you are fated with my Buddha!”
With that, the monk carried the baby back into the room and closed the door.
Looking at the hazy drizzle in the sky, Tyrant picked up his fan and casually waved it.
An inexplicable energy burst forth, and in an instant, the rain dissipated.
After doing all this, the monk smiled and fanned himself, carrying the baby back into the house.
When they entered the room, Seven placed the baby on his bed.
After the night wind blew, his sleepiness dissipated.
But the night was long.
Since he had nothing to do, the monk also looked at the baby in front of him.
"Hiss, you've really exceeded my expectations.”
The monk felt that it wasn't a good idea.
He had been thinking about the child's background just now and had not noticed it.
This baby's aptitude was a little lacking.
Under the watchful eyes of the monk, he saw that there seemed to be a faint mist around the baby.
This was the natural spiritual energy that had gathered around the baby.
More importantly, through the skin, the baby's bones were not the milky white color of ordinary people. Instead, they were an exquisite ice-green color, and there was a faint golden glow.
This was actually the legendary Spiritual Skin and Jade Bones.
This talent, if placed in the Daoist school, would be the legendary immortal spirit root.
In Buddhism, it was a natural Buddha bone, also known as the reincarnation of a Buddha.
At this moment, even the monk could not help but be stunned. After a while, he recovered.
Then, he could not help but smile.
"I was wondering how I could be woken up so easily with the quality of my sleep.”
"So it turns out that you and this crazy monk are fated. Forget it, forget it, I, Crazy Ji, will take you in as my disciple!”
"If you don't say anything, then I'll take it that you agree!”
As he spoke, Crazy Ji looked at the baby who could only roll his eyes and could not help but pinch the baby's toot face.
"Such spirituality and Buddha-nature.”
"Since you've already joined our Buddhist Sect, you should naturally give yourself a Dharma name.”
Crazy Ji gently stroked his chin and pondered for a moment before speaking.
"Seeing that you're surrounded by spiritual qi and protecting your body, I'll call you Dustless!”
"I also hope that you will keep your heart clean and not be tainted by the mortal world. Amitabha!”
Intoning a Buddhist chant, Crazy Ji couldn't help but smile and fan himself.
The world laughed at me for being too crazy, and I laughed at others for not seeing through me.
This sentence sounded cool.
In fact, it contained great loneliness.
Real madness and fake madness could only be determined by a single thought.
Now, this baby, which was Dustless's arrival, could be considered to have given Crazy Ji the concern of the human world.
However, before Crazy Ji could be happy for two seconds, a strange voice suddenly sounded.
"Gulp ~"
Crazy Ji couldn't help but rub his stomach when he heard this familiar voice.
However, he discovered that it wasn't emitted by him, but by Dustless in front of him.
Crazy Ji couldn't help but be stunned, and then his eyes widened.
"Damn it!"
The next second, loud cries sounded again.
Fortunately, Crazy Ji reacted in time. He waved his fan and a golden light enveloped the room.
Only then did the sound be isolated in the room.
Otherwise, if the sound spread, not to mention whether the monks who had their dreams disturbed would feel resentful or not.
However, he found it difficult to explain this scene.
After doing all this, Crazy Ji heaved a sigh of relief.
Then, he could not help but have a headache.
At this time, Dustless was still crying. Clearly, he was already starving.
However, his Hidden Spirit Temple was just a temple for monks. There was not even a female mosquito, let alone a nanny.
What should he do?
He couldn't possibly let her replace him, right?
However, not only did he not have that ability, but…
Crazy Ji lowered his head and sniffed the air. Suddenly, his entire face turned into a mask of pain.
Whoa, he hadn't showered for such a long time. The smell was really strong.
Crazy Ji quickly gave up on that unrealistic idea.
However, the problem still had to be solved.
Crazy Ji frowned and pondered.
He only came back to his senses when he saw the wine gourd at the side.
"Forget it. This is an urgent matter. I believe Buddha will forgive me. Amitabha!”
Making a Buddhist proclamation, Crazy Ji picked up the wine pot and looked at Dustless at the side.
As for whether the baby could drink, Crazy Ji wasn't worried.
After all, his wine gourd was a treasure, and the wine that entered it was no longer ordinary wine.
In fact, if an ordinary person drank it, it could even achieve the effect of prolonging their lifespan.
At this time, Dustless saw that the wine pot was about to reach his mouth, and a trace of panic flashed across his mind.
He hurriedly turned his head and prepared to dodge.
When Crazy Ji saw this, he immediately supported Dustless 'head with one hand and held the wine pot with the other, slowly approaching.
" Wuchen, be good. Come and drink milk!"
You f * cking bullsh * t, you f * cking fake propaganda!
"Gulp ~"
The young Dustless still wanted to resist, but could not resist no matter what.
A clear swallowing sound was heard.
Dustless 'entire body suddenly froze.
In the next second, a divine dragon phantom descended from the sky and surrounded Dustless.
Then, it turned into a ray of light and landed on his back, turning into a dragon totem.
At the same time, a clear voice sounded in Little Dustless's ear.
Ding... Ding...
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