Chapter 292

But before the old monk opened his mouth, the eunuch said it himself.

"The old thief has never taught my master any skills. Reading and literacy are all extravagant expectations."

"We are in that high wall. When my master and I have been up to this age, we have never seen or learned anything, and my little master has been tortured. Now we are still a pure child!"

Feelings are raised as rice worms, directly to the idiots who don't understand.

I don't even have the most basic survival ability.

AI Beifang was surprised at the emperor's ruthlessness, but his heart clicked. Zhu Di, isn't it? Isn't it the Yongli emperor of their Ming country?

Hahaha, the world is crazy, or he is crazy.

Just as he was about to pull up his hair, the old eunuch banged his head again.

"Please save my little master's life. I'm here with the determination to die this time. I won't add trouble to the master."

"What's more, it's good for the little master to be raised in this uncontested Huangjue temple and have no children all his life!"

Who wanted to be so sincere, but was broken by the next sharper male duck voice.

"The emperor has arrived!"

As the sound fell, a bright yellow figure appeared in the quiet courtyard.

The old monk who had been drooping his eyelids finally raised his eyes and saw the current emperor of the Daming Dynasty in front of him.

"See your majesty."

Zhu Di looked at the reclining Buddha behind the old monk with half nostalgia and half emotion.

As if he said to himself, "the Zhu family, after they ascend the throne, will come to the Huangjue temple for a sacrificial ceremony to straighten their bodies."

"I wonder if the host received my will two days ago?"

"I have already received it?"

"Oh? When can the ceremony be held?"

"When I bring the child in front of me under the door of my Huangjue temple, I can."

The old eunuch on the other side begged for a wish that had not been achieved for so long, but it was easily completed after Zhu Di came.

The old monk, who AI Beifang thought was unable to walk, slowly stood up, walked to the young man, gently touched his head and said a very common reason.

"Elder martial brother said that this child is destined to Huangjue temple. Let's save his life. The eldest martial brother told me that Zhu Di was the only child he had seen and given gifts."

"He is a natural purple gold dragon life. He is a Ming Lord who can't be stopped by anyone. No one or anything can stop him from changing the world."

"Therefore, this child will be a monk in our Huangjue temple in the future, and he will only be a monk in the future."

Hearing what the old monk said, Zhu Di was vaguely excited: "master Wuyu really said that before his death?"

"Yes, the monk doesn't lie. He also beat one more key to his Sutra Pavilion and asked me to hand it over to the emperor."

"As long as he is the heir recognized by the Zhu family, he can borrow and study the classics in Huangjue temple from now on."

With the appearance of a bunch of keys in the old monk's hand, Zhu Di finally believed that Master Wu Yu was really alive, even today.

Because the di character engraved with the handwriting of Master Wu Yu can't be forged.

Now the young man named Zhu GUI is not so important after the recognition of the throne by the master of no desire.

So, with a big hand in a good mood, Zhu Di let the host master watch.

The old monk who got the approval touched the boy's hair lovingly and said gently, "three thousand worry silk will be removed once."

"Since you were a child, you know nothing about growing up. You can't feel the love that should be in the world. Once you enter our Buddhism, you have to be empty. Since then, you have no chance with love."

"That's good. Since there's no love around you, take an AI word in your name."

"Since then, the common name has gone away from you. If you come from the north, you will be called AI Beibei."

With that, the old monk looked at the empty space around him, but in fact it was the direction of AI North in another space, and shouted: "the past is full of clouds and smoke. Now we have found out the causes and consequences. This is not the place you can stay anymore."

"There are people in the world waiting for you, love you, hope you, don't leave quickly!"

After that, AI Beifang and the black cat, who had been watching the excitement, were pushed back to the front yard hall in an instant by the old monk's hand.

For this behavior, AI Beifang had only one feeling. He seemed to be squeezed out quickly in the bubble of cotton, and then fell heavily to the ground.

When he fell face to face, he suddenly hit the black cat who was pushed back with him. In the Kung Fu of his mother's scream, they fell a piece of shit together.

When he was full of Venus and wanted to slow down on the ground, his mother rushed at him crying, hugged his still dizzy head and began to pull up.

"Son, my son, are you okay? What's wrong with you? How can you wrestle on the ground?"

"Where did I fall? Do you recognize your mother? Look at this?"

AI Beifang was mumbling her son's head and desperately gesticulating his fingers in front of him.

"My mother, your son was shaken by you even if he didn't fall stupid. If there was a concussion, wouldn't it be more serious if he was shaken by you?"

"I'm fine, mom. As for why I fell? Don't you see? It's not all caused by this cat!"

Up to now, AI Beifang has immediately recovered his popularity after such a fall. If he hasn't realized that the strange situation around him just now was caused by the cat, he is really blind. He can be admitted to Tsinghua University.

Therefore, after he reacted, regardless of the nosebleed that was about to flow out, he was very vigilant and pulled his mother away from the black cat that was still like a thin sheet on the ground.

Who would have thought that when he just said this, he was worried about his mother just now, but slapped him on the back: "nonsense!"

"You child, why don't you know how to be grateful? We all saw it just now. If the cat hadn't jumped out of the grass and bravely jumped in front of your face, which was about to fall to the ground, it would cover the impact of your fall for you."

"Now your whole face is on the slate floor, you know? Whether you can keep your nose and teeth needs to be said!"

As AI Beibei's mother slapped, the old men and women on the side also testified one after another.

AI looked around and thought that the most real experience he had just experienced was his daydream.

He looked at the black cat in a daze, moved gently under the careful touch of an old lady, then shook his tail and slowly climbed up in the cheers of people around him.

The cat, which was only two palms in size, meowed twice. It limped to AI Beifang's side, rubbed him twice with its body, and refused to go.

On the other hand, AI Beifang's mother, even more hearty, picked up the black cat and didn't intend to let go.

AI Beifang, who is naturally alert to the cat, how can he allow such a strange animal to be around his mother? He still pressed his nose and kindly reminded him, "Mom, you just hold the cat?"

"Yes, since you all say it saved me, but what if it's a wild cat who doesn't know where to run out and carries parasites who don't know where, what about fleas?"

"It is said that cats can also carry rabies virus. Do you know, mom?"

When AI Beifang finished saying this, the old men and women around him looked at the greasy black cat in AI Beifang's mother's arms, and then looked at the unreasonable AI Beifang. Are you telling a big lie?

But before they could say a word of conscience for the cat, a sentence suddenly sounded behind them: "Amitabha."

Originally, the current tour group has arrived in front of the zhaifang door in the backyard, and this position is exactly the strange scene that AI Beifang just saw.

The sound of Amitabha also made him very vigilant. When he turned around with the tour group, he almost sat on the ground.

Because the person who said this sentence was also an old monk with white eyebrows and beard. The system of monk's robe was not much different from the clothes of the old monk he saw hundreds of years ago.

Coupled with his kind eyebrow and kind smile, he is seven or eight like the monk in his mind. You say how scared he is.

But when the monk spoke, his heart was fixed.

Because this monk is definitely much younger than the one he saw, and his Buddha nature is also a little lighter.

"The black cat in the donor's arms is a civet kept by me. But this cat comes and goes in a hurry. Except when the monks eat, it only haunts around Huangjue temple on weekdays and doesn't go to places with many people."

"But today, it was unusual to save the benefactor, which shows that the cat is destined to be with the benefactor."

"I think the benefactor's family looks peaceful and peaceful. I think it's a person with a happy family and smooth sailing."

"After the civet recognized the Lord, I and the monks of Huangjue temple were relieved."

"Please don't worry, benefactor. As long as the civet agrees, you can take it down the mountain. This is also the fate between Huangjue temple and benefactor."