The person who came was wearing a gray monk's robe, and his body was surrounded by demonic energy, but his face was still kind. The person bowed his head to Wu Qun, and then raised his head, "Your Highness, the little monk has nothing to ask for, save me. Son, he is devoted to the Buddha, and he has no unreasonable thoughts, how could he possibly defile other girls."

Wu Qun was very surprised that this was a monk with some Taoism. Although the Buddha's light on his body was swallowed by the devil's energy, there was still a little Buddha's light on his head, struggling with the devil's energy. How did one get to this point?

It has not reached such a point, nor will it appear with him. But he didn't understand the Dharma, so how could he teach the son of an eminent monk? It sounded like the kid was also a monk.

So after Wu Qun thought for a while, he tapped his thumb on the surface of his leg and spoke.

"Master, does the child have to believe in the Buddha?" Wu Qun asked. Even one of his eminent monks came to beg him, so there is nothing wrong with his son not being a Buddha, right?

"My son has Buddha roots, this... Your honor, let's go with the fate." After saying that, Jin Guangzai also supported Wu Qun for a while and got into Wu Qun's body, the magic energy was wrapped in the enchantment, I don't know. Why, Wu Qun did this.

Just after finishing it, his memory was not attracted and was thrown out of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The icy river water hit his body, Wu Qun stood up from the water with a shudder, hugged his body and tried to warm me up a little, only to find that his long wet hair was scattered on his shoulders, dripping with water droplets.

The row of weeping willows on the river bank swayed in the wind and sent the few remaining yellow leaves into the river, turning the weeping willows into bald willows.

I'm going, it's exciting!

Jing San asked him not to say anything. He hurriedly waded into the water and landed on the shore, twisting his wet and gray monk clothes.

Late autumn, the riverside, the bald willow, and his wet lay monk, how strange it is.

There are no people around, the fields are bare, and there are many paths in the sheep farm, but which one does he have to walk to find his son?

Saying that Cao Cao and Cao Cao were coming, a loud voice came from the other side of the woods, "Father, father, where have you been?"

This voice should be his son, right?

Otherwise, he sent a weak signal, calling someone to save himself first, or else it would be embarrassing to meet, occupying other people's bodies, but without other people's memories, it is easy to be exposed.

So Wu Qun raised his voice and shouted, "Help."

"Father?" Then he saw the figure coming towards the river, and he got into the river again, lying on the edge of the river, half of his body cool and thin. But he seemed to have no other way to explain it.

He watched helplessly as the person walked in step by step and finally found him by the river, and then he closed his eyes.

There was a call in his ears, but Wu Qun couldn't wake up, he entered the dream of a high monk.

The eminent monk is worthy of being an eminent monk. He has liked to study Buddhism since he was a child. After he got married, he did not pass the exam. In addition, his family was good. After his wife gave birth to a son and passed away, the child was left to the family, so he went directly to Baiyun Temple to lead the practice. I went, until my son also came to the monastery and said that he would follow him to learn how to make Buddhahood.

He was devoted to the Buddha and became a monk with peace of mind, but his son, who had never been disciplined by him since childhood, was kicked out by his aunt after his grandparents and uncle passed away. I can come to Baiyun Temple to learn Buddhism from the original body.

Yuanshen was very happy that the child loved to learn Buddhism, so he taught him carefully, and made his son become a little novice when he was young. But the son, who was devoted to studying Buddhism, went out with his master to attend the dharma meeting the only time, and when he came back, something went wrong. Until a girl rushed to the monastery, saying that her son had tarnished her innocence and held her responsible.

He scolded his son angrily, but the son said with tears that he was wronged, but no one believed his son, and his son was taken away. Then when he came back, he was covered in injuries, and fell dying in the original body's arms, saying bluntly, he was wronged.

The original body lost his son, and was very sad. He wanted to avenge his son, but he couldn't do it, so he listened to the words of a fat junior brother beside him, sold all his family wealth, and went to overturn the case.

But before the case was overturned, he became a pauper, and Baiyun Temple did not want him to go back. no way. He wanted to repay his son's innocence, so he went to Beijing all the way. Sometimes when he encountered white things, he also did some extravagant rituals. Gradually, because of his good reputation for rituals, he became famous. After saving enough money, he went to Beijing to sue The imperial state went, but I didn't expect that when he was about to reach the capital, he died under the knife of the rogue bandits.

Wu Qun really wanted to wake up and rub the solar system, what kind of confused father is this, the child was taken away, and he still believed that the other party could give him his innocence? Innocent? Don't eat human fireworks?

Wu Qun didn't want to say anything. Young children, after experiencing the ups and downs of the world, came to their father's side, and naturally they were unwilling to leave. From the perspective of the original body, the child likes Buddhism. After all, if he doesn't like it, why is he always copying scriptures. But the child just didn't want to be kicked out, and didn't want to do rough work, so he chose to keep copying Buddhist scriptures.

In addition to being naive, the original body is still blind, heartless and only thinking about himself. When his son died, he was tricked and driven out of Baiyun Temple.

What kind of fairy father is this? With such a big reputation, he didn't know how to keep a low profile, and when everyone said that he was going to Beijing to file a lawsuit, didn't he just wait for someone to kill him?

Wu Qun was about to kneel to this old man. I can't wait to look up to the sky and yell, "Are you a joker sent by a monkey"? Can my son do this? Don't know how to study? That's how you became a monk.

It's a pity that the original body has been transformed into golden light and integrated into his soul, so he can't come out to answer his question.

Before Wu Qun finished complaining, the golden book flickered, and the pages of the book were haunted by demonic energy before they could be opened. On the cover, the blood-red words "Save the Book" were reflected in Wu Qun's eyes, and he hadn't had time to act. was kicked out.

Good guy, this time something happened to Jin Shu, which means that the magic energy in his sea of ​​consciousness has not been imprisoned. What can I do?

"Bai You quickly save the golden book, the devilish energy is swallowing it." Wu Qun anxiously conveyed the news to Bai You.

Bai You didn't reply, but Jin Shu sent a message that it was all right and was going to sleep.

Wu Qun breathed a sigh of relief. If there is no plot, there will be no plot. Anyway, it is enough to raise his son. I just don't know if this child has become a little novice now? After thinking about it, there shouldn't be any, the original body still has 3,000 troubles.

When Wu Qun opened his eyes again, he was already in the meditation room, a simple room with a stone bed, a futon, and a large table with the four treasures of the study and a wide bench.

Isn't that a good family? That's it! Who are you fooling?

The others were on the stone bed, their clothes had been changed, and their hair had been wringed dry. The whole body is not very warm, but it is not particularly cold.

Wu Qun got up, there was no one in the room, and his son didn't see anything, so he couldn't help calling out, "Where are you, Wu Ci?"

"Father, you're awake, I made some porridge for you." A loud voice came in from outside the window, and then a young monk with beautiful eyebrows came in with a bowl.

? ? ?

Why is my son already bald? It's abominable.

"Dad, how about you taste it first? No, I'll go to the kitchen and steal some salt for you." Wu Ci looked at Wu Qun with a worried expression.

Wu Qun couldn't help sighing in his heart. You are blind, how could your son's life be better? Even the salt has to be stolen.

If the original body had already started to reprimand, but Wu Qun was not the original body, he attracted the memory and did not absorb the original body's strange temper.

"No need, lest you be caught and beaten again."

Wu Qun took a sip of the bowl, the taste of the vegetable porridge was a little worse, and it was difficult for the child who was less than thirteen. He was the one who needed to be taken care of, but now he was taking care of him in reverse. It was all his fault. , Didn't you see that the child's eyes were full of admiration for his father?

"Wu Ci, you should drink some too. It's a big problem that you can't get enough to eat every day when you are growing up." Wu Qun said quietly, what did the original body go to the river for? Why did he fall in? The memory he extracted did not have the slightest impression, that is to say, the original body was confused and the rabbit fell in and was rescued by his son.

What's the matter? Wu Qun sighed again as he watched Wu Ci drank the vegetable porridge with a few mouthfuls.

Damn original body, so much money, actually donated into sesame oil money, just to stay here. Fortunately, it is not stupid in the end, he donates monthly. After all, the day is coming, so I just don’t want to live here anymore. I can study Buddhism anywhere, and it doesn’t have to be in this temple.

Looking at the darkening sky, the monks in the temple should have evening classes. Wu Qun packed up and prepared to take his son to experience it.

"Dong dong dong."

The voice of the wooden fish made people feel calm, but Wu Qun observed it, and there were still more fakes.

After the evening class, Wu Qun and Wu Ci returned to the hut. Yes, the father and son live together. Fortunately, the stone bed is relatively large, so there is no problem for the two of them.

This night, Wu Ci wanted to get up from time to time to see how Wu Qun was doing. When Wu Qun didn't get up, he got up to practice internal skills.

He wants to leave today and take his son with him. He has not yet decided where to go, but he will leave here first.

Before Wu Ci woke up, Wu Qun went to the abbot, talked about it, donated some sesame oil money, and then got the guide and the bamboo talisman for him and his son.

When they got back to the yard, Wu Ci was making breakfast, and it was still vegetable porridge. Wu Qun didn't dislike it, he drank a bowl, and then said to Wu Ci, "Son, pack up and go out with dad."

Wu Ci immediately ran into the house and packed all the things, especially the small ones, which were stuffed into a box.

Wu Qun didn't say anything, and took his son to leave as quickly as possible, so as not to be fooled by the fat monk, that is, the future junior brother.

He didn't want to be an eminent monk, he just wanted to raise his son well and not let him die tragically.

The two left Baiyun Temple and walked for more than ten kilometers. Only then did they see a village. Wu Ci was quiet along the way. I carried one by myself, so I couldn't help Wu Ci.

The father and son did not stay in the village, but bought a donkey cart from Lizheng, and after a meal, they set off on the road very quickly. The direction to go is not the Wu family, but an unknown direction.

"Father, aren't we going home?" Wu Ci asked worriedly, looking at the country road that was getting farther and farther away.

"Where is your father, where is your home, how about we go to the capital? Don't you want to go see it?" Wu Qun thought a lot. In Haoqin's world, Xijing is the most prosperous city. Yes, what do you want to learn here? Even if you want to learn Buddhism, the large and small temples here are the best in Haoqin.

But Wu Qun didn't want to be a master. He wanted to be a landlord, especially a small landlord on the outskirts of Xijing City. It was best to open an inn or something in that place to accommodate the scholars who came to Beijing to take the exam.

In this lifetime, he doesn't want to take the exam for fame, he has already been the prime minister, and it's boring, and the leisurely retirement is more suitable for him.

Wu Ci got on the donkey cart with a big hat, and was a little puzzled. Did he say it? Can not remember.

In the evening, they finally arrived in a town. Wu Qun immediately changed his and Wu Ci's clothes, and bought Wu Ci a good-looking bamboo hat to cover his bald head. I originally wanted to buy a hat, but I didn't see the Xiaoyao towel dedicated to the common people being carried on my head, so I gave up.

"Father, why don't you bring a hat?" Wu Ci looked at Wu Qun and asked with a piece of cloth tied behind his head at will.

"Bring, Dad, didn't you see the right one?" Wu Qun explained as he looked at the half-aged child.

He didn't want to be a monk, and he didn't want his son to be a monk. If Wu Ci grew up and wanted to become a monk, he wouldn't stop him, but he didn't agree to be a monk for a living.

The first night they left Baiyun Temple was spent in the only inn in the town. They were eating steamed buns with green vegetables. They came a little late, and the store had run out of things.

Early the next morning, Wu Qun thought that the road would be more comfortable and faster, so he replaced the donkey cart with a horse-drawn carriage. Putting a mattress or something, it was soft enough, and then drove the car and set off with Wu Ci.

The improvement of the basic conditions has been completed. Wu Ci did not ask a word. He knew that his father had money, which was given by his uncle at the beginning, but he did not know how much money he had, so when Wu Qun bought it, he They are all silent, just pack their things.

It takes a day to walk from the town to Fucheng. Wu Qun didn’t want to repeat the same mistakes, so he went straight to the horse. His son was already sleeping in the carriage. He has no match.

In Liuzhou Mansion, Wu Qun and Wu Ci stayed here. They rented a yard here. It was the end of autumn. His son needed to take care of himself. This place, this world is a bit annoying, and the road guide has a geographical scope.

Wu Ci watched Wu Qun gradually transform the two from poor monks into relatively wealthy people, and watched Wu Qun lead him around just to buy a coachman and cook.

The rented courtyard finally became lively, Wu Ci was very happy, and finally someone called him Young Master again, and he no longer had to copy scriptures as a coolie.