Chapter 1641: How is his fate

The master didn't squash it just now.
Shen Qingci stroked the little fox's head.
"It's okay, Xiao Laobai is quite soft, and it won't break."
Luo Yuxi was also a little embarrassed, that, he seemed to have forgotten this little one, maybe it was a habit of trying to figure it out, and sometimes even he himself forgot that it still existed.
Sometimes he will let it fall, and fox loss often happens. Fortunately, this is a fox, not a brother. Otherwise, he doesn't know how many times he will be scolded during the day?
"It's getting late, we should go out too."
Luo Yuyi looked at the red sun already rising outside
"Go," Shen Qingci shook his hand lightly, and started playing with Xiao Laobai.
Bai Mei took a lacquered wooden box from one side and placed it in front of the two sons.
"Second son, third son, this is what the lady asked you to send to the mage."
Bai Mei handed the lacquered wooden box to Lao Yuyi. Every time he went up the mountain, these things were indispensable. They would definitely not leave empty-handed.
Lao Yuyi opened the lacquered wooden box in his hand. Inside it was a stack of silver bills.
Does my uncle want money again?
He knew this without guessing. The Taoist monk in their family has a clean heart and noble character. However, this requires money, which can be said to be frantic. Every time he speaks, he is tens of thousands. Two, one hundred thousand taels of silver.
His mother also gave the outlet he could ask for. In the past few years, he has become used to it. Usually, he has given away the money before he speaks.
Closing the lacquered wooden box, Luo Yuyi instructed Xiao An to prepare the carriage, and also brought Fu Yan, Niu Xin, and Xiao An.
The pilgrims in Xiangjue Temple have always been in an endless stream. In the past few years, they have been built several times before they have built a straight road to the temple. You can travel by horse and cart, and you can easily reach the temple. .
There are this way, and there are thousands of old steps for those devout pilgrims to walk, and they are all well-rounded.
The incense still lingers in the temple, and you can hear the sound of Brahma incense everywhere, as well as the sound of chanting. When walking here, the heart is also in this piece of Buddhist sound, and once again quieted down.
As soon as the white lion stepped out of the carriage, he got out of joy, and ran toward the back mountain on the familiar road like this, knowing that Shen Qingci did not take this creature to harm this place less than this year.
"Let's go," Luo Yuyi squeezed Xiao Yuanzi's little hand, and also took her to see Master Jingkong.
Master Jingkong is still the same as before, and like Shen Qingci, he has not changed more than half in decades, and his face is more tender than the teenage novice monk.
But in fact, he was already an uncle, and he should have white eyebrows and white beards.
But what about him?
When it's done, this piece of dough is so tender, even they are embarrassed to call his uncle, but her mother is also a girl.
So when facing this uncle, there was no such discomfort.
"My mother asked us to send this."
Lao Yuyi put the lacquered wooden box in his hand forward.
Master Jingkong took it, put it in front of the table, and opened it. When I saw what was inside, I couldn't help but smiled, "I also said, "I also asked for what your mother asked for. It happened that you brought it. It's also a province, I'll have to work again.
Sure enough, it takes money, and it is really not blushing or breathing.
Master Jingkong put the lacquered wooden box in his hand aside, thinking in his heart, as it happens, there are still a few places in this temple that are to be built well. With this silver, he has solved his urgent need for burning coal. Up.
For such a large temple, every time it is built, it will cost a lot of money.
And the silver sent by Shuo Palace every year became the most important supply in Xiangjue Temple every year.
"Thank your mother for me."
Master Jingkong smiled, his black eyebrows were undyed, but like Mo Dai.
And his gaze also stopped on that tiny body.
It's just that when he saw the child, his eyes flashed slightly, and then he couldn't help but smile.
"Where did this kid come from?"
"Did uncle forget?"
Luo Yuxi hugged Xiao Yuanzi on his lap, "This is my brother. When you first saw him, he was still small, so you don’t have an impression of him, but you are facing him. You see, how much we grow. Like."
Well, it's quite similar. Master Jingkong has lived at such an age. Although his face is long and tender, but he is too old. People say that the old monk is not wrong. .
And at such an age, there are some things that can be done without mentioning them.
Master Jingkong stretched out his hand and touched Xiaoyuanzi's small face, "It is quite similar to your brothers when they were young."
"Uncle," Luo Yuyi put down the teacup again, "Mother asked us to come over, please give Xiaoyuan a life."
Master Jingkong won't easily criticize people, but they are different.
"His fate?"
Master Jingkong touched Xiaoyuan's little head.
And Xiao Yuanzi opened a pair of big round eyes, looking at the Buddhist beads on Master Jingkong's wrist from time to time.
"Do you like Xiaoyuan?"
Master Jingkong asked, the old monk's kind eyebrows, especially when he laughed, children would like him. He was like a person in the painting, immortal and independent.
Xiaoyuan glanced at the Buddhist beads again, then nodded, "I like it."
"Then I'll give it to you."
Master Jingkong took off the Buddha beads in his hand, and then took it to Xiao Yuanzi's neck. This small wrist was too small, so he could only hang it on his neck.
Luo Yu couldn't help but touched the prayer beads on his wrist. His uncle seemed to like to give away prayer beads.
When I met, I gave away people's Buddhist beads. Over the past few decades, I haven't sent hundreds of beads, but dozens of beads have been received.
However, even if these are too numerous, they are all things that many pilgrims flock to.
Those pilgrims dreamed of wanting a string of Buddhist beads that the Master Jingkong had brought and opened. In the past few years, the beads he gave here have been a little less.
Master Jingkong touched Xiaoyuanzi's little head again.
"Whenever you do something, remember that everything is alive, and the human heart must be in the good way."
Xiaoyuan still had a pair of ignorant eyes open, and she seemed to be cute too.
It is really long and cute. In addition, he was raised white and fat. He is a very beautiful child. The food in Shuo Palace is very supportive. Just look at how this child is raised.
"Uncle hasn't said how the child's fate is?"