The Anarchic Consort

Chapter 1137: I’ll Take You to Meet the Fated Person

Although Little Baldy was young, he was a pious follower of Buddha. He wouldn’t allow others to be tardy when chanting the sutras!

Moreover, Little Baldy didn’t prefer talking to others... she only liked to fight.

When warden saw all the mess, his head ached and he roared, “Xuan ah-jiu!”

“Senior brother, your voice is too loud, you are gonna disturb Buddha Wuli.”The Little Baldy looked at him with disapproval. “If you keep shouting, I will beat you up.”

The warden took a deep breath told himself not to be angry , he is still a child who was only four years old. It was not wise to be so impulsive, not to mention that he was a monk.

“How many times have I told you to stop pulling people into the temple?”

“I didn’t. Didn’t I drag him in?”

“Dragging is worse than pulling!”

“Senior brother, you are already so old. Don’t worry about these details. As the Buddha have said, people with small hearts will grow wrinkles.”

“I’m Old? ! I’m only twenty eight. I’m a substitute professor at Tsinghua University. How Am I Old? ! Do you know what people call me? Golden Turtle Son-in-law! Golden Turtle Son-in-law, do you understand? You Little Brat!”

“Amitabha, don’t be so irritable in front of Buddha.”

“Fine, I’m not irritable, I just want to know why you hit me again! Can’t you have a peaceful talk with Xuan Kong? !”

“Why waste so much time on a matter that can be solved with a fist?” The Little Baldy tilted his tiny head, then opened his mouth and took a big bite of the big steamed bun in his hand. He tried to keep a straight face with his pink-steamed bun like face to show that he was very serious.

The Chancellor could not hold back any longer. He turned around and roared at the monks who were hugging him, “Let go of me! I must teach this brat a lesson today!”

“Master, it’s not that we want to stop you. It’s that you actually can’t beat little master!”! “The monks raised their heads, their eyes full of sincerity.” Have you forgotten that time she kicked you into the water, it took you give days to recover after catching a cold. At that time, master told us that if master you were to be impulsive again, we must think of a way to stop you. If we can’t Stop You, you shall punish us to chant scriptures. Have you forgotten all these words? Master? Therefore, master, you should calm down.”

Chancellor:”...”

“Hehe, everyone is still so energetic. Come, ajiu, come to master.”The Old Monk’s smile remained on his face.

The Little Baldy walked over with his short and thick calves. He raised his hand in a decent manner and chanted, “Amitabha.”

The old monk patted the little kid’s head. “Today, I want you to meet someone. Nine, do you still remember what Master has told you before?”

“When fate has arrived, we have to go down the mountain.” Little Baldy curled his lips, looking very pitiful. “But I don’t want to go down the mountain. There’s master, Mantou, and senior brother playing with me up here.”

The ancient temple was isolated from the outside world. It was rare to be born on the mountain.

The Little Baldy was the only one.

It could be said that the Little Baldy was raised by these monks and had never interacted with any outsiders.

The child was naturally reluctant to leave.

However, there was one thing that was very difficult to ignore – Little Baldy had always thought that she was a boy. Moreover, Little Baldy also felt that it was wrong for a boy to leave home. She was going to be a temple abbot in the future, how could she leave the mountain so easily.

However, the truth was that the Little Baldy was a girl.

No one told her this. Although she often received delicious treats from her brothers as well as Xiao Bai cat from her parents.

However, Little Baldy’s wish had always been to stay by the side of Buddha, never abandoning him!

At the thought of leaving this place, the Little Baldy could not help but reach out and grab the leg of her senior brother’s pants.

The warden also grew attach to his little junior brother, but he knew that his master always had his reasons for doing things.

In other words, in the entire temple, only the old Monk knew that the Little Baldy was a girl.

And the old monk did not tell anyone about this for the sake of Little Baldy’s own protection.

Now that the Little Baldy had reached the age, she would no longer be suitable to stay in the temple. After all, this was not the Amitabha Mountain. There were always differences between men and women.

“Nine, you have forgotten that Buddha is everywhere.”The old monk squatted down and stared at the Little Baldy’s face. “As long as you have Buddha in your heart, wherever you go, it will be a practice experience. Are you afraid of these experiences?”

The Little Baldy raised his little fist and said firmly, “Of course I’m not afraid. All practice experiences are like senior brother. They are paper tigers!”

The warden: ... Hey, Hey, Hey, Why do you have to belittle me when you are talking to someone else? !

The Old Monk gave him a comforting glance and said to Little Baldy, “Come, nine, master will take you down the mountain. The person is already waiting for you at the foot of the mountain.”

Little Baldy knew he had to go. He carried a monk’s bag on his back, looking back reluctantly from time to time at those monks.

The Warden held Little Baldy’s hand. “After you leave the mountain, if anyone dares to bully you, call this number!”

“Senior brother, don’t worry. I’m not as weak as you. No one will bully me.”

With this one sentence, all the sad atmosphere in the temple was gone. The warden was held back by a group of people behind him, otherwise he would have fight Little Baldy!

The Little Baldy thought for a moment, then walked back. He took four big steamed buns from the kitchen, one in each hand, and put the other two in the pocket of the monk’s robe.

“Master, I have taken dry food. Let’s go.” As he spoke, the Little Baldy gave his soft little hand to the old monk.

The old monk held her hand and walked step by step toward the mountainside that was shrouded in clouds and mist.

At the foot of the mountain, a pure black military hummer was parked on the not-so-spacious road. The license plate number was different from other cars. It was written in red on a white characters. It was a military vehicle.

“We’re here. Your destined person is there.” The old monk lowered his eyes and looked at the Little Baldy. “Nine, remember what I said. Even if you’re not on the mountain, you still have to read every morning. One day, your family will take you back.”

With a big bun in his mouth, Little Baldy nodded obediently, then, answered very seriously, “But master, I don’t want to go back at all. In the future, I have to come back to the temple to be the abbot. So, master, you have to live well. Wait for me to come back and take over your duties.”

The Old Monk:”...”

Just like that, after Little Baldy finished exhorting his master, he carried his own small bag and took a bite on the big bun. With a little white cat on his bald little head, he staggered towards the Black Hummer.

With a bang, the car door opened.

A nine-year-old boy walked out. He was wearing a pair of overalls and a small shirt with a small bow tie around his neck. His facial features were outstanding, and his temperament was different from the monks on the mountain.

Little Baldy was stunned..