Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain. In the temple, there was a young monk.
The villagers at the foot of the mountain had the impression that the young monk was already in the temple of Lingyin Temple.
There are high mountains and dense forests in a radius of one hundred miles, so there are countless spirits and monsters.
The villages at the foot of Lingyin Mountain will go to Lingyin Temple for help whenever they encounter any monsters and ghosts.
The little monk has red lips and white teeth, and the dough is as pretty as a human being.
In addition to helping the villagers deal with those ghosts and monsters all day long, he was chanting scriptures under the biggest tree in Lingyin Temple.
Later, the little monk grew up and went down the mountain for alms.
The big tree with luxuriant branches and as old as Lingyin Temple was also gone.
The big tree that was missed by the villagers has just turned into a human being, and it looks like a fat baby of three or four years old.
Yange with fat arms and legs yawned lazily, wrapped his arms around the young monk's neck and called out, "Monk, I'm hungry, I'm hungry."
The little monk had no choice but to stop, and handed her the water jug he was carrying: "Drink some."
Yan Ge drank the water and burped contentedly.
Immediately, his eyes lit up, and with a sound of "Hey", he grabbed the little monk's growing hair: "Monk, you have hair growing on your bald head."
The little monk had no choice but to correct her: "Call me Saburo."
At the end, he added: "I am not a monk."
Yan Ge: "Why?"
She has just transformed into a form not long ago, and she is still naive.
Once you wake up, there are reasons all day long.
He took the trouble and said over and over again: "You are not a monk in the first place, but you have not changed your form for a long time in that temple. In order to help you change your form, I knocked on the wooden fish and recited sutras for so long."
Yan Ge: "Why?"
"Because animals and plants are easiest to transform under the Buddha's light."
"Oh." Yan Ge still didn't understand: "Why?"
The bald man didn't respond to her again this time, he raised his hand to touch her two messy buns: "Are you tired, go to sleep!"
Yan Ge shrank into the back basket and really fell asleep.
Woke up, clamoring to wear a nice skirt again.
The bald man had no choice but to sew a pretty dress for her with a needle and thread.
Yan Ge is really new to the world. Fortunately, she is lethargic and sleeps for ten hours every day, which saves a lot of trouble.
When the bald head grows full of hair and becomes a handsome young man.
Yan Ge has also grown into a house girl who likes to read countless picture books and scholars.
She had long forgotten that she was carried by Saburo in the back basket when she was a fat kid.
However, I still remember the trivial things that the little bald man in the temple watered her and chanted scriptures under her tree every day before she took shape.
She sighed in front of Saburo: "My little bald head is probably already white bearded and buried in the ground."
Saburo said "hmm" and was about to speak.
He listened to Yan Ge and said: "The bald little monk watered me all day long, and I was almost drowned, and I was a little late in transforming myself. I originally wanted to seek revenge from him and put the He also soaked in the water for several days and nights, now that he has become an old man, it is not easy to be disrespectful to the old man."
Saburo slowly swallowed the words in his mouth.
It turned out that the transformation was delayed because of too much water
What hurt him was that he didn't have the Buddha's light covering her, wasted saliva and recited the scriptures for so many years...
At that time, San Lang held Yan Ge in his arms, and the two rode horses aimlessly through the market in a small town with few people.
(end of this chapter)