After understanding it, I felt guilty and realized that such things have often happened in the past two years.

Since people began to be crazy about "that sect", the monks who were originally staying in ordinary temples sometimes even had to hide from persecution.

So they are uncertain and sometimes they simply can't come back.

Fortunately, there are still people nearby who are rational and unwilling to be with them, so will they offer them? However, this makes it very troublesome whenever a monk needs to pray for his newborn child and happens to be less respected monks.

For example, they would choose to take their children to cross the border, find the monks here, perform a ritual, and then take their children home.

What’s more special this time is that when the baby’s relatives went out for a night, somehow they were taken away by the mysterious sect and there was no news. So they needed to take the child home alone.

It should be those people with linen robes from yesterday. They thought of this with shamelessness and regret. Is there really a mess?

He walked forward and greeted each other with the thin monk who had only bones.

Fortunately, the language is still the same.

When talking, the guilty eyes were unconsciously attracted by the child.

The newly sewn Baijiabri is covered with a clean and clean child.

"It's a girl." Seeing that he was paying attention, the thin monk introduced with a smile.

The little face exposed from Baijiaburi was white and smart, and she was not as wrinkled as an ordinary full-month baby. When her eyes opened, she was much bigger than an ordinary baby!

At the beginning, she kept staring with big eyes as if she wanted to figure out what they were talking about.

It seemed that she knew that she was guilty and had no malice. She stared at the old monk without blinking.

I have to admit that I am guilty and have to admit that these are wild eyes.

"Does she have a name?" the old monk asked uncontrollably.

"Not yet, I'm calling her a young man now. I'm thinking that she will go to school in a few years before she will name her." The thin monk said casually.

The monk who saw him off next to him was afraid that he would not understand the guilt, so he explained to him kindly: "It's like this over there, maybe it's later than yours."

He nodded guiltily: "Of course, it's good that the child is safe."

For the thin monk, he agreed to go back to Vietnam early when he heard that he had a strong mainland monk accompanied him, but when he saw that he was guilty, he had to say that he was a little disappointed.

Just an ordinary old monk.

But no matter what, two half-dry cobblers can at least be brave to each other.

But before long, the half-soldier caused some trouble.

The three of them chose to take a boat and go south along the river. But halfway through the way, the child who had been silent began to twist impatiently, not knowing what the child needed. The thin monk was obviously a half-aged child. He could only shake her and comfort her, find her breasts and sing lullabies for her.

But after drinking the milk, the youngest girl still cried and sang lullaby, which made everyone in the boat call him a thin monk and asked him if he could shut up.

Finally, half of the thin monk's arm was wet, and the child was urinating.

The guilty one on the side laughed, very unkind.

It’s not his fault. He hasn’t passed such a warm and interesting moment along the way. He is in a warm state of recuperation. The three passengers on the boat are all quite old and like children, and they all laugh.

"You just see that you are inexperienced!" The woman with a straw hat smiled, "I guess she wants to swear."

You didn't say anything just now. The thin monk dared not speak randomly when he said something he complained about in his heart.

He could only look guilty and guilty: "Oh, Master, stop laughing, see how to solve it, the little monk doesn't know."

The woman next to her said you have to change her to a new diaper.

The thin monk then remembered that he didn't bring a diaper.

The two looked at each other, and a piss that could not scream was flying across the sky.

Fortunately, he felt guilty and remembered it, so he took something out of his bag.

"This is..." The thin monk stretched out his head.

"I am the only thing that is more suitable for the size of this thing." When I was guilty, I was obviously a little sorry.

That was nothing else, it was his shorts. It was his shorts that I don’t know how many times I washed, completely faded, and had a flash.

"You are very frugal."

After thinking for a long time, the thin monk blushed and actually made such an evaluation.

After saying that, I felt very embarrassed.

Fortunately, I felt guilty and just smiled, didn't mind very much, and said, "Come on, change it to the child, don't catch a cold."

As soon as they changed, they talked about the New Year, and suddenly, an incident happened.

I heard the sound of engines coming from the nearby mountains and forests.

What's going on!

He looked up the shore with guilt, and his fingers chasing the Buddhist beads unconsciously accelerated.

The boatman also looked into the woods with great vigilance. The paddling movements were clear and fast, but someone still quickly came out of the woods.

With a swish, something was thrown over.

The ship's reacted the fastest and immediately threw the rod and jumped. However, no one knew whether he had successfully escaped.

After all, that was the last memory before the coma was in a guilty and unconsciousness.

The blue sky and white clouds were stripped from his head after a bombing.

When I woke up again, it was already dark.

"hiss……"

The old monk was in a headache and raised his hand to touch it. It seemed that something was wrapped in his head, but after touching his whole body, it was still intact.

Are you still alive? How long have you been sleeping? What's going on?

The old monk wanted to ask too many questions.

And looking around, he knew that he was not in the suburbs, but among farmers.

A small part of the surrounding area was lit up by yellow lights, and it was still so dark that it could hardly see the inside clearly. It was just not too gloomy, but it felt a little small but warm.

He looked down at the short-sleeved shorts on the linen, and sat up while feeling guilty.

At this moment, someone suddenly spoke in the dark corner and said, "He is awake."

That was the voice of a child.

I was shocked by the sudden outbreak.

It seemed like he was talking to someone, but he was guilty and had no time to find another person. After the child finished speaking, he ran out quickly.

Soon, two adults, a man and a woman, came in.

"Master! You are finally awake." The young man was a little excited.

Although they looked dark, he could understand what they said.

It can be seen that the couple is probably a couple, both of whom are very kind-faced and seem to look familiar, especially the man's eyes.

Could it be that I have seen it somewhere?

"Where are the monks who are with me?"

He felt guilty and had no time to kiss anything else. As soon as he woke up, he thought of it. He couldn't wait to know what was going on with the child who was anxious to go home now.

The child clearly said on the boat that he wanted to go home during this Spring Festival. After all, he became a monk in anger last time, but gradually he wanted to reconcile with his family. His master also enlightened him in this way.

However, silence replaced him with his answer.

Both of them avoided his sight at the same time.

"You have been sleeping for two days." The man looked around and said, even though he was very polite.

I always felt that I had asked less questions, so I didn't react for the time being. However, this "hint" was enough to make his heart tight.

What else? Who else... By the way, he finally remembered that touch of whiteness

His little face, his hands and feet immediately became cold.

The old monk gasped and said in surprise: "Child, that child!"

It turns out that's it.

The couple looked at each other and felt relieved.

"You don't have to worry!" the man said.

At this moment, a dirty boy ran in with something in his arms and cried.

"Mom! She threw me the stone with the youngest sister."

He cried.

The woman, only her mother, immediately scolded the child in a serious tone: "She is so old. Why did she throw you with a stone? How long hasn't hit you? You started lying again? Are you going to be beaten?"

The man next to him cooperated very well and immediately picked up the soles of his shoes.

Wait, young girl?
To be continued...