Six-Year-Old Baojiao Is Busy in Building a Kingdom

Chapter 145: The Meeting

Wang Zhuangzhi heard the conversation between the two babies, and felt that the two babies were intelligent and reasonable.

Watching the sunrise, Wang Zhuangzhi looked and saw that his master had not returned.

Passing pilgrims carried food offerings in their hands, and suddenly remembered that there was a flower on the carriage for vegetarian meals brought by Master Xuyi. Wang Zhuangzhi got up, had Erya Jiaojiao wait at the same place, and rushed out to pick it up.

Erya hugged her younger sister tightly, and Jiaojiao also held onto her older sister. The two of them stared at the door of the Buddhist hall together, waiting for someone to come out.

In the Buddhist hall, the,

After the wave of worshipping pilgrims left, Murong Yun lifted his veil, his beautiful and heroic face indifferent.

Walk forward and kneel down, then fold both of his palms and close his eyes.

There was nothing in his heart, he only wished that he would not get involved in any disputes in the future.

Zhao Shen, who was behind him, knelt down. He revealed his haru taste, fused his palms together and kowtowed to the Buddha, hoping in his heart that the queen mother could enter the palace smoothly.

After prostrating and worshipping the Buddha, Murong Yun lifted his robe and stood up.

Zhao Shen got up and went to the side to line up.

A group of people arrived from the entrance of the Buddhist hall. Murong Yun took the veiled hat and put it on, walked over to Zhao Shen's side and waited.

There's a wooden table on the right. There were two bamboo sticks on the wooden table. An old monk was sitting on a chair.

There was an old man in front of him who was asking for an analysis.

"Although it's signed, you should wait patiently for what you want. It will be fulfilled within half a year."

"Blessed by Amitabha, I feel relieved after hearing what the teacher said, and I will be able to carry my grandson within half a year ..."

The old man smiled happily and gave two copper coins and left.

"The next one." The little monk beside him shouted sharply.

Zhao Shen hurriedly retreated and let the second woman advance.

Murong Yun lifted his veil and stepped forward, first nodding politely to his master, then taking the bamboo tube on the table and walking to the side, gently shaking the wooden stick.

Murong Yun took the wooden stick and handed the bamboo tube to Zhao Shen, "Uncle Zhao."

Zhao Shen raised his hand to pick it up, then took out a piece of silver and put the bamboo tube back into place.

Murong Fu did not ask the older monk to explain, but went straight to the monk standing on the other side, and asked, "Teacher, is Master Xu Yi here today?"

The monk clenched his hands together and said softly: "Great-hearted, Master Xu Yi has just left the customs. I'm afraid it's uncomfortable to meet an outsider."

Murong Yun took out a peace talisman from his sleeve, handed it to the monk and explained: "I have an appointment with Teacher Xu Yi. We originally planned to meet in three days, but because of something, I was worried that I would disturb you today."

The monk was shocked when he heard this, saw the talisman again, nodded and said, "That's it, please follow me to the wing room in the backyard and wait a moment."

Murong Yun sighed in relief, nodded and said, "Alright, forgive me, Master."

The three of them did not exit the main entrance, but passed through a veil and went into the backyard from the side door of the Buddhist hall.

The two people outside the door waited excitedly, not knowing that they had already left.

At this moment, Jiaojiao heard a meowing sound.

"Ywijiao!"

Jiaojiao was startled for a moment, turned his head towards the voice, and saw Miaomiao being hugged by someone, and the owner who was hugging her was actually Master!

Rong Yan raised his eyebrows to look at the little girl, and raised his hand to gesture.

Jiaojiao also raised his fleshy little hand and waved it gently, then tilted his head and said to his sister: "Sister ~ I saw his master from that day on, and I want to talk to him."

"Jiaojiao, why do I feel like the cat looks familiar?"

As he spoke, Erya quietly glanced again.

As a result, Rong Yan turned his head, and Er Ya hurriedly looked away in fear.

Jiaojiao scratched his head, and said in a candle-like voice, "I don't know, I have to go and see it."

"No, dad won't let us run around, and you don't know the guy very well, let's go and say hello together when dad gets back." Erya hugged Jiaojiao, thinking that her brother was too easily tricked, and she should be more careful in the future.

Jiaojiao stared helplessly at Master, holding the porcelain jar with both hands.

Right at this moment, Wang Zhuangzhi returned with a large bag and a small bag.

"Dad!"

Erya ran forward to help first, and Wang Zhuangzhi said breathlessly, "Oh, I just took out the stuff, but when I turned around, I just took it out, the wild monkeys on the mountain almost grabbed him."

Erya said with a surprised expression: "There's a wild monkey on this mountain, I didn't find it last time."

Wang Zhuangzhi sighed in relief, put away the package in his hand, and said, "Maybe I haven't seen you in a long time. Last time I saw you was a monkey doing acrobatics in town."

"I'll be out to see her later. By the way, Dad, Jiaojiao saw someone he knew and wanted to say hello to. Let's go with him."

After she finished speaking, Erya pointed towards the person who was under the tree at the side door.

Wang Zhuangzhi looked at him, and saw that he was a young man dressed as a monk, and the aura he was emitting was probably not that of an ordinary person.

Wang Zhuangzhi hurriedly threw away his face, and asked Jiaojiao to the side: "Honey, when did you recognize this?"

The people my daughter knows are getting richer and richer than the others, Wang Zhuangzhi is a little confused.

Jiaojiao tilted his head and said, "Dad, this is the master of Brother Ji who bought our herbs."

Erya also nodded and said: "Dad, I met him last time with Niang Jiaojiao, and we stayed with the masters in the back mountain. He lives in a beautiful red courtyard."

"I understand."

Wang Zhuangzhi thought they had admitted it last time, so he did not ask further.

Jiaojiao took the opportunity to say: "Dad, the last time this master said that he needed some medicinal ingredients. I went to ask and came back."

Hearing about the medicinal ingredients, Wang Zhuangzhi gave up the idea of following the past. He knew very little about medicinal ingredients, and if someone asked, he would be embarrassed if he did not know how to explain them.

Then nodded and said: "OK, father and sister are waiting here."

Jiaojiao heaved a sigh of relief, and got up to walk there, but was stopped by his father.

"Darling, wait a minute." Wang Zhuangzhi remembered that he had bought 1,000 taels of medicinal ingredients last time, so he hurriedly took out the oil-wrapped paper from the cloth package beside him, so he hurriedly took out the paper wrapped in oil, which contained a brown sugar cake made by the woman.

"How can you leave empty-handed when you meet a noble person? Bring this brown sugar cake for Master, and I'll hold this jar for you."

Jiaojiao hurriedly shook his head, held the pot with one hand, and took out the oil wrapping paper with the other, he smiled and said in a candle-wax voice, "Father, you know, I'll also give the pot to Master."

After he finished speaking, he walked on short legs.

Wang Zhuangzhi stared at that side, afraid that the baby would disappear, and called Er Ya to pay attention to whether her master was back.

Erya scratched her head, looked at the backyard door, wondering at the same time, she could not remember the last time Jiaojiao and the beautiful boy talked about medicinal ingredients, did she misunderstand it?

This way, by,

Jiaojiao walked over while holding the oil-wrapped cans and paper. Bai Miaomiao was already on top of the needles and needles. Seeing Jiaojiao scavenging his claws, he shouted: "Jiaojiao, I don't want to be in his arms for a moment, please save me."

Before Jiaojiao could speak, Rong Yan casually threw the cat in his arms to the ground, and he knelt down to grab the items in Jiaojiao's hands.