The ghost mother looked at her daughter with a loving look on her face, and the maternal radiance on her face was so dazzling that it could make people forget the fact that she was a ghost.
She wanted to hold her daughter in her arms as usual, but she was afraid of hurting her daughter, and she felt extremely conflicted, with both joy and sorrow.
She hanged herself to death ten years ago and successfully turned into a ghost that night, while the child still in her belly existed in the shape of a flesh ball and was in a very weird state.
But in her eyes, no matter what she is, she is her daughter, and she is not ugly at all.
She just felt bad that her daughter was not even born and could not experience the beauty of the world.
Then, she was filled with resentment, resentment for the heartless man who abandoned his wife and son on their wedding day.
Men...are not good things.
The ghost mother and her daughter looked at each other for a long time before finally turning their eyes to Ye Yuan.
Ye Yuan's body stiffened in the face of those scrutinizing eyes, and he didn't even dare to breathe.
Fortunately, the ghost mother quickly looked away and did not examine Ye Yuan again, which made Ye Yuan breathe a sigh of relief.
That's right, Ye Yuan's cheap master... Dao Yue is very unlucky.
Stared by the ghost mother's troubled eyes, she seemed to be thinking: To kill or not to kill?
Daoyue looked solemn and discussed.
"Amitabha, the matter has come to this. If the donor has any ideas, you can just tell me. The poor monk will definitely take care of it."
People under the eaves have to bow their heads.
With Daoyue's current cultivation strength, it is obvious that he cannot defeat the Ghost Mother, so there is nothing wrong with lowering his posture.
…
The sun rises in the east, but I don’t...
Ahem, I'm on the same page.
The three masters and apprentices left the White Mansion early in the morning. After bidding farewell to everyone in the White Mansion, they walked on the street. Ye Yuan touched his bald head with a rare look of melancholy on his face.
When Daoyue saw this, he immediately comforted him.
"Disciple, don't worry, the teacher has everything for you."
If only that were the case!
Ye Yuan was helpless. How could he, a cheap master like him, get his confidence?
Dao Yue seemed to see the distrust in his young apprentice's heart and said with confidence.
"Disciple, please relax. There are many masters in charge of the Grand Master Temple. Moreover, Chang'an City is a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and monsters and monsters dare not approach it."
That's it!
Ye Yuan was helpless and couldn't help but pointed at the little girl on his shoulder and asked.
"Master, the key question is...what should I do with my daughter? Can a Buddhist disciple raise a kid?"
Nannan looked at the fingers in front of her and thought it was Ye Yuan who wanted to play with her. She immediately stretched out her two chubby little hands to hug Ye Yuan's fingers, swaying them left and right, giggling.
The little guy used to act based on instinct. He was born only a few hours ago and was still young, just like an ignorant child.
Of course, the little guy is different from ordinary human children after all. Although he is just born, he has been a meatball for ten years and he knows some things, such as some simple names.
Daoyue thought for a moment and said.
"Nonsense, how can we raise a brat? My daughter is obviously my Buddhist disciple."
Okay, although this statement is a bit far-fetched, it is still somewhat convincing based on the Buddha's light that Nannan possesses.
As long as you don't meet a practitioner like Fahai who is rigid and doesn't know how to adapt, you will most likely be fine.
"Master, please stay!"
"Donor, is there anything else going on in the White House?"
The three masters and apprentices all recognized who the visitor was. It was the servant of the White House who served them dinner last night.
But why did he catch up? Moreover, he was holding a baby in his arms.
Under the puzzled gazes of the three masters and disciples, the young servant knelt down with a "plop".
"Master, please help me."
"how do I say this?"
When Dao Yue asked questions, he also helped him up.
There was no room for rejection, and he couldn't refuse.
Seeing that he couldn't kneel down, the servant stopped insisting, and just told the whole situation like beans poured out of a bamboo tube.
It turns out that the servant's surname was Xu. When he was a child, his family was too poor and the adults in the family were illiterate. In addition, he was born on June 15th, so his father slapped his thigh on his thigh and decided on his current name...
Xu month and a half.
My family originally thought about calling me Fifteen, but unfortunately, this kind of name is too common.
It’s better to call Xu Shiwu than Xu Yueban.
However, this has little to do with what Xu Yueban is asking for today.
He came here this time solely for the sake of his infant child.
This is his son, the eldest son, and most likely his only son.
He was seriously injured in the White House last month, and the doctor said that even if he recovered, it would be difficult for him to have children again.
Fortunately, the White House was kind and gave him a good reward, which was enough for him to take his wife and children back to the countryside, buy a few acres of land, buy a cattle, and become a small landowner.
All this seems very beautiful.
However, things soon happened at home.
Just three days ago, after he recovered, his only son, the only child in the family, suddenly stopped drinking milk. He called a doctor, but was unable to do anything. He was losing weight day by day and was about to starve to death.
Therefore, when he saw Dao Yue's methods, he had such an idea.
Later, when I saw Ye Yuan eating as much as a starving ghost, I became even more determined to ask the master for help.
"I also ask the master to save my life. I am willing to give up all my wealth..."
Daoyue shook his head and said.
"Let the poor monk see it!"
Although he is poor, he does not earn everything.
Especially this kind of life-saving money, you really can't accept it.
Dao Yue took the swaddling clothes and was shocked when he saw the child's eyes for the first time.
This child is a little thin due to hunger, and there is not much meat in his body, so there is nothing unusual about him.
But there is clearly something in the child's big black eyes...
This boy has a great background! He has great karma and will be in great trouble!
Dao Yue had the intention to leave the child and run away, but looking at the child who was about to starve him to death, and looking at Xu Yueban with pleading eyes, he still couldn't bear it.
After a while, he finally made up his mind, perhaps to convince himself, and muttered to himself.
"Monks are compassionate, so I guess... they won't blame me."
Daoyue said something that no one could understand, and then recited sutras silently while sending Buddha power to the baby to regulate his body.
Soon, the recitation of a Heart Sutra was completed.
"Wow...wow wow..."
Hearing the child's cry, Xu Yueban was very excited, because in the past few days, the child not only refused to eat or drink, but also remained silent.
But now, the child was crying, and seeing that he was getting better, he asked excitedly.
"Master, what is this?"
"The child is fine."
Xu Yueban carefully hugged the child and thanked her profusely.
"Thank you, master, thank you, master."
Dao Yue nodded and didn't want to say anything more. He was tired and immediately wanted to turn around and leave this city that made him uneasy.
He decided that he would never come again.
Unexpectedly, Xu Yueban took out the money bag and handed it over, saying.
"Master, this is..."
Daoyue shook his head and refused.
"Since we meet by fate, there is no need for these vulgar things."
"Ah, Master, can you give me a name for the child?"
"Just call me Xu Xuan!"
After Dao Yue finished speaking, he grabbed the arms of the two apprentices, performed a minimalist and condensed version of shrinking to an inch, and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.
Xu Yueban hugged her sleeping son and murmured to herself.
"Xu Xuan, Xu Xuan, what a good name."
"It's just that with this name, I won't be able to stay in the White House, but it's good to avoid those people gossiping behind my back."
"Also, Master Daoyue is really a good person. My whole family will definitely go to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha often in the future."
Xu Yue made up her mind, turned around and went home.