Chapter 5394

"What happened." The tree touched the smooth head of the condenser, a little speechless.

This ten thousand year old condensing mirror is not intelligent at all. Its intelligence is not as high as that of a young monk

"Empty, come to my mother." The tree beckoned to him.

The little monk hurriedly stepped on his feet and hurriedly ran to stand beside the tree.

"What's the matter with your face?" The tree narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell sharply on his left face. It was a shallow bruise. If you don't look carefully, you can't find it. What's the matter?

Ning Guangjing cried more and more pitifully, howling with a high voice, "I've been beaten, and I, and my neck is also blue here."

The tree looked at the neck pointed by the condenser and saw a green mark two fingers wide.

"What's the matter? It's empty." Arbor pulls the little monk to his side, looks at him positively and says, "who bullies you?"

The little monk scratched his head and looked at the tree a little embarrassed. "Mother, did I give you any trouble. In fact Nothing. "

"Nothing." "Little sister, when we were listening to the teacher in kindergarten today, someone challenged us," he said

"Yes!" Ning Guangjing quickly nodded, "some bad children, especially bad ones, provoke the three of us and have nothing to do."

"Amitabha." The little monk "snapped" his hands together and blinked, "two little benefactors, don't say anything more, it's just a small thing."

The tree sees the little monk like this, is to start to talk about again, hurriedly interrupts his words, switches off the topic, pretends to be a face curiously to ask, "light light, you are to say, who provokes you three?"

"Your Highness." Chen Gonggong, who came in a hurry, glanced at the three children standing beside him strangely and said, "Your Highness, Prince and concubine, Lord Lu of the imperial court outside, together with Zhang Shilang of the Ministry of punishment, came to ask for a pardon."

Mo Lian a Leng, then quietly looked at three small eyes, "you follow me out."

Guangguang quickly grabbed the little monkey's sleeve and shook it secretly. The latter lowered his head and gave him a fierce stare, which made the little guy shrink his hand and quickly stood up in good order.

The tree saw that the three of them were frowning, slightly moved in his heart, took the little monk's hand and patted him gently, "empty, you never lied before."

The little monk hurriedly said, "Amitabha monk monks don't lie."

"The tree rubbed his head," then you say, these people who come to ask for help, is it related to your business? "

The little monk thought about it, but he still pointed out the light head honestly, "mother, don't be angry, will you?"

Arbor pinched his little fat face, "I'll find you later."

Then she went and settled her son, who had finished pulling and sleeping, and turned away from the door of the temple.

When we arrived at the entrance of the main hall, we heard a few faint sobs of childishness.

Come in and have a look. Good guy, there are a row of seven or eight year old children kneeling at the entrance of the main hall.

Several serious court officials are pleading with the prince for forgiveness.

The tree looked at the row of children kneeling on the ground. When he saw their appearance clearly, he couldn't help being stunned.