Chapter 911
Nephew Wuzhen, is the bun really gone?
Chapter 911 Nephew Wuzhen, is the bun really gone?
Lu Yanbai's dark eyes rolled around in their sockets, and finally focused on his hands.
She took the monk's robe and slowly put it on for herself. Although the movement looked a little clumsy, she was quite skillful in how she put it on.
After putting on the monk robe, she rolled over and slid off the bed, and while walking outside, she turned her head to look at the person next to her, her little milk voice was crunchy and soft, "Nephew Wuzhen, is the bun really gone? "
Wu Zhen immediately patted his chest and said to her, "Don't worry, little uncle, after listening to the abbot's morning class later, I will take you to the fasting hall and keep the vegetarian buns."
Lu Yanbai breathed a sigh of relief immediately, "That's good, I thought..."
'Dang-dang-dang-'
The bell rang again, and Wu Zhen's face changed when he heard it, "No, the morning class is about to start! The abbot is going to roll roll today, let's hurry up!"
He said, and ran towards the main hall.
However, after running a few steps, he stopped again.
Turning her head to see, although Lu Yanbai was also running, but she had short calves, even though she kicked her legs like this, she was still thrown a long way by him.
"Little Martial Uncle, it's too late!" Wu Zhen thought for a while, turned around and ran back to her, carried her on his shoulders at once, and then ran wildly all the way.
When they rushed to the square at the main entrance of the main hall, the futon was almost full of people.
Wuzhen searched back and forth with his eyes, and finally saw that there were two empty places in the place closest to the abbot's place.
At this time, he didn't have time to choose, and it would be great if he could find a seat.
So, Wu Zhen put Lu Yanbai down from his shoulders, led her through the monks, and sat in the front seat.
Abbot Xuanzhi was sitting directly opposite them, his appearance didn't seem to have changed at all.
At this moment, his eyes were closed, his snow-white beard moved, and he asked slowly, "Is everyone here?"
A disciple sitting next to him was in charge of commandments, holding a roster in his hand, looked around for a week, and after making sure that everyone was present, he said to him, "Yes, abbot."
"Then let's start the morning class."
In the morning class, the "Ten Small Mantras" were recited. When all the disciples were reciting the scriptures seriously, Wuzhen suddenly caught a glimpse of the little uncle beside him who closed his eyes and began to doze off.
Little by little, her bare head was like a chicken pecking at food, and bubbles spit out from her mouth again.
Wuzhen squinted his eyes and glanced at the abbot quietly out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that he didn't notice the situation here, he lowered his voice and called out, "Little Master...Little Master..."
Lu Yanbai was soundly asleep at this moment, where could he hear his cry?
She continued to nod her little head, sleeping her big sleep.
Wuzhen called her several times but failed to wake her up, and was worried that the abbot would find her sleeping, so he deliberately pulled his futon forward, then leaned his waist forward, using his body Help her take cover.
He hoped that the abbot would not pay attention to their side, so that the little guy would not be punished for copying scriptures again, making him look pitiful.
Although Xuanzhi is old, his eyesight is excellent, not to mention the distance is so close, how could his small movements escape the abbot's eyes?
It's just that Xuanzhi didn't expose him, but closed his eyes and continued to recite scriptures silently.
"...Namo Buddha (na.mo.fo.tuo) Namo Dharma (na.mo.da.mo) Namo Sangha (na.mo.seng.qie)..."
This little monk was inspired by a two-and-a-half-year-old Thai monk who became popular with his scarf. Our little Yanbai is three and a half years old. Is it cute?
(End of this chapter)
Lu Yanbai's dark eyes rolled around in their sockets, and finally focused on his hands.
She took the monk's robe and slowly put it on for herself. Although the movement looked a little clumsy, she was quite skillful in how she put it on.
After putting on the monk robe, she rolled over and slid off the bed, and while walking outside, she turned her head to look at the person next to her, her little milk voice was crunchy and soft, "Nephew Wuzhen, is the bun really gone? "
Wu Zhen immediately patted his chest and said to her, "Don't worry, little uncle, after listening to the abbot's morning class later, I will take you to the fasting hall and keep the vegetarian buns."
Lu Yanbai breathed a sigh of relief immediately, "That's good, I thought..."
'Dang-dang-dang-'
The bell rang again, and Wu Zhen's face changed when he heard it, "No, the morning class is about to start! The abbot is going to roll roll today, let's hurry up!"
He said, and ran towards the main hall.
However, after running a few steps, he stopped again.
Turning her head to see, although Lu Yanbai was also running, but she had short calves, even though she kicked her legs like this, she was still thrown a long way by him.
"Little Martial Uncle, it's too late!" Wu Zhen thought for a while, turned around and ran back to her, carried her on his shoulders at once, and then ran wildly all the way.
When they rushed to the square at the main entrance of the main hall, the futon was almost full of people.
Wuzhen searched back and forth with his eyes, and finally saw that there were two empty places in the place closest to the abbot's place.
At this time, he didn't have time to choose, and it would be great if he could find a seat.
So, Wu Zhen put Lu Yanbai down from his shoulders, led her through the monks, and sat in the front seat.
Abbot Xuanzhi was sitting directly opposite them, his appearance didn't seem to have changed at all.
At this moment, his eyes were closed, his snow-white beard moved, and he asked slowly, "Is everyone here?"
A disciple sitting next to him was in charge of commandments, holding a roster in his hand, looked around for a week, and after making sure that everyone was present, he said to him, "Yes, abbot."
"Then let's start the morning class."
In the morning class, the "Ten Small Mantras" were recited. When all the disciples were reciting the scriptures seriously, Wuzhen suddenly caught a glimpse of the little uncle beside him who closed his eyes and began to doze off.
Little by little, her bare head was like a chicken pecking at food, and bubbles spit out from her mouth again.
Wuzhen squinted his eyes and glanced at the abbot quietly out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that he didn't notice the situation here, he lowered his voice and called out, "Little Master...Little Master..."
Lu Yanbai was soundly asleep at this moment, where could he hear his cry?
She continued to nod her little head, sleeping her big sleep.
Wuzhen called her several times but failed to wake her up, and was worried that the abbot would find her sleeping, so he deliberately pulled his futon forward, then leaned his waist forward, using his body Help her take cover.
He hoped that the abbot would not pay attention to their side, so that the little guy would not be punished for copying scriptures again, making him look pitiful.
Although Xuanzhi is old, his eyesight is excellent, not to mention the distance is so close, how could his small movements escape the abbot's eyes?
It's just that Xuanzhi didn't expose him, but closed his eyes and continued to recite scriptures silently.
"...Namo Buddha (na.mo.fo.tuo) Namo Dharma (na.mo.da.mo) Namo Sangha (na.mo.seng.qie)..."
This little monk was inspired by a two-and-a-half-year-old Thai monk who became popular with his scarf. Our little Yanbai is three and a half years old. Is it cute?
(End of this chapter)