I am aging gracefully in the world of famous books

Wuji looked curiously and ignorantly at Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian...and the Xiaotian dog next to him, and then cheerfully stretched out the chubby hand, and he didn't know who he was saying hello to.

Yang Jian also noticed the thick-headed white tender doll in the small cart, with a gentle smile on his lips.With a flick of his finger, he put a fragrant and flaming red spirit fruit into the child's hand, and said slowly:

"A thousand-year-old spirit tree in my dojo has recently produced hundreds of fruits, which melt in the mouth and taste good. Let Wuji have a taste."

Pei Xiang saw that the thin-skinned and juicy spiritual fruit was first tightly grasped by Wuji's little hands, and then pinched and pressed lightly, but it was still intact, with no sign of broken skin and juice, and his heart ached. Praise, it really is a fairy thing.

"Our mother and son got something good from Zhenjun again," Pei Xiang thanked with a smile, she pushed the small cart forward a few steps, and walked side by side with Yang Jian, "Did Zhenjun come to the temple today to check some incense? Are ghost judges and ghost officials accompanying you?"

"I didn't come here to count the incense sticks," Yang Jian shook his head, and explained unhurriedly, "This time, I led my subordinates to kill the evil spirits in Youjian and came back. I was passing by here on the cloud, and I happened to sense some changes near the temple, so I came down After some investigation, I didn't expect it to be Daoyou Yin's mother and son."

"It's our mother and son's blessing to meet Zhenjun by chance." Pei Xiang said sincerely with his eyebrows curved.

Yang Jian chuckled, turned his head and asked, "You never took Wuji out before, why did you change today?"

Pei Xiang blinked, and thought that although he hadn't seen each other for a year, this true gentleman had kept the whereabouts of their mother and child in mind.However, after reaching the cultivation level of Zhenjun Erlang, the consciousness is full, and the thoughts are far away. Obtaining certain news or remembering some trifles for a long time is probably as natural as breathing.

Thinking of this, Pei Xiang helped his son put the melting spiritual fruit into his mouth, and replied in a gentle voice:

"Wuji has never left his residence since he was born, and he has only seen Zhenjun and me. Today is his birthday, so I wanted to take him out for a walk to see more scenery and creatures."

While talking, the two had already walked to the main entrance of Erlang Zhenjun Temple.Yang Jian waved his sleeve, and a quiet path appeared beside the high wall of Zhenjun Temple.On both sides of the path, there are verdant green trees and exotic flowers, and there are blue stone slabs in the middle, which are winding and leading to nowhere.

"Since we meet again, please invite fellow Taoist Yin to come in and taste tea."

Pei Xiang readily agreed.She looked down at the fat son who was still smacking his lips to savor the taste of the sweet fruit, and found that the little guy was adapting well at this time, and he didn't show a frightened expression or any signs of crying, so she continued to push the cart forward.

The path was winding and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. Pei Xiang and Yang Jian chatted occasionally, and they arrived in front of the main hall in a short time.

There were ghost kings and ghost judges who had been staying in the temple of Zhenjun waiting here. When they saw their own sage and Zhenjun appearing with friends, they immediately stepped forward to greet them.Everyone cheered and rushed forward, saying hello and greetings, and they were all extremely warm and respectful.

Seeing this, Pei Xiang couldn't be arrogant and negligent, and hurriedly stepped forward to exchange greetings in return.

This room was talking, when they heard a crisp baby crying, which interrupted the polite communication of the adults.

Pei Xiang immediately showed an apologetic expression, and immediately lowered his head to pay attention to his son who was in a good mood just now, and found that the little guy was probably frightened by the sudden appearance of ghost judges and ghost kings, so he burst into tears.I just don't know if he is simply afraid of the inhuman aura of ghost kings and ghost judges, or if he is not used to such a lively and noisy scene.

Picking up the pitiful son whose face was full of tears, Pei Xiang comforted the frightened Xiao Wuji with his original breath, and at the same time walked into the main hall with Yang Jian.

After being seated, the ghost judges left, and Wuji's crying gradually stopped, but he never wanted to go back into the stroller, he just wanted to lie in the arms of his wife and act like a baby.Therefore, Pei Xiang had no choice but to chat with Yang Jian while holding his son who occasionally choked a little.

After about a stick of incense, Yang Jian saw Pei Xiang showing a slightly tired expression, and doubts crossed his heart again.

"Fellow Daoist Yin, I used to take care of children, why don't you let me hug Wuji, you take a rest for a while."

Pei Xiang happened to be a little thirsty and wanted to free up his hands to drink tea.Seeing that the fat son's mood was still stable, she agreed to Zhenjun Erlang's proposal without thinking too much, and quickly stuffed the fleshy and soft little guy into his arms.

"Thank you Zhenjun, I didn't expect Zhenjun to take care of children."

Pei Xiang was relieved to see that Yang Jian's movements of holding the child were not unfamiliar and clumsy, and Xiao Wuji was not afraid of the strange Yang Jian, and even smiled.

At this time, Yang Jian, who had always been suspicious, finally couldn't help asking:

"Daoyou Yin, I haven't seen you for a year. I think you still suffer from Qi and blood deficiency. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this. Could it be that there are other secrets? Can you tell me?"

Pei Xiang was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect Yang Jian to be so careful.Immediately, she smiled and said warmly:

"It's still the true gentleman who observes the subtleties. To tell the truth, my body is fine, but I am indeed a little weak and tired. The reason for this needs to be found in a clean place to start from the beginning."

Yang Jian immediately understood Pei Xiang's prompt. With a slight wave of his hand, he opened the doors and windows of the house, and then opened his eyes in the middle of his forehead, covering the entire Temple of Zhenjun in divine light.

"Fellow Daoist Yin, this is my temple. It is connected to my qi machine. It has its own barrier. If there is no permission from me, even the Great Tianzun can't act freely. It doesn't matter if you have anything to say, it will never be passed on. in the ears of outsiders."

Pei Xiang nodded. She looked at Xiao Wuji who was enjoying himself in Yang Jian's arms, and explained simply:

"Before this child was born, I made two golems. Well, Zhenjun has seen one of them, and that golem helped me a lot. The other golem is more complicated, he... Temporarily became Wuji's stand-in.

"In the eyes of others, it is a baby with the reincarnation destiny of the Buddha, with special luck. Therefore, when the demons attacked that day, the treasure-hunting spirit mouse who was good at stealing and breaking into the formation stole the double doll. Go out and treat him as a benevolent person who can live forever if he eats it.

"True Monarch, the double puppet has diverted the attention of the creatures of the three realms from our mother and child, but this technique of Li Daitao's rigidity will eventually require a price. For this reason, I need to provide mana for the double puppet from time to time. Once it is interrupted, the double work will be over." It was exposed. This is why Zhenjun saw me several times, and felt that my recovery was slow and my energy was insufficient."

Yang Jian was stunned, but there was no sense of relief in his heart to unravel his doubts.He held the chubby Wuji between his hands, looked at the carefree baby and asked:

"Fellow Daoist Yin, the matter of Buddha's fate is no small matter. If you can successfully cover up the past, you must have paid a lot. Wouldn't it hurt the foundation of your body?"

Pei Xiang took a sip of warm tea, shook his head with a smile and said:

"True Monarch, there is no need to worry, it's just superficial skills. You can hide it for a while with the novelty and eccentricity of the spell, but it is absolutely impossible to hide it forever. I did this just to buy some time for our mother and son.

"After three or five years, if there is a Bodhisattva with great supernatural powers who is curious and investigates, he will definitely see the clues. At that time, this deception will be exposed. But if you are lucky, you may not have to wait until nothing Don't worry, this blindfold will not be exposed."

Hearing Pei Xiang's assurance, Yang Jian felt at ease for the time being, and heard her mentioning the time issue, murmured thoughtfully:

"One day in the sky, one year on the earth. When Bodhisattvas talk about the scriptures and talk about the Tao, or play a game of chess and go to a banquet, several years have passed in the world, and at that time, Wuji should grow up."

"That's right," Pei Xiang smiled lightly, his eyes calm, "If I found out early, I wouldn't be afraid. Anyway, the venerables can't interfere too much with the Buddha's experience in going down to earth, and I passed through the birth and death safely. In the weakest stage, after the soldiers come to cover up the water and the earth, you can deal with it patiently. Heh, I keep my own child by my side to raise it. Could it be that God can count this as a sin? Besides, I don’t have to To prevent Wuji from taking on the great responsibility of Buddhism, I just want to give my child more choices in life. In the end, which life path he is willing to take has to be asked in his own heart."

Yang Jian nodded slightly.He looked at Xiao Wuji who was "giggling" in his arms, and thought to himself that no matter what the future holds, this child is still by his biological mother's side and is cared for carefully, which is very good.

After drinking tea, Pei Xiang took a short rest, and took the child out of Zhenjun Erlang's arms.Taking advantage of the little guy's unresponsiveness, she nimbly stuffed him back into the stroller, not giving him the chance to be coquettish and shameless without being hugged and shaken by adults.

At this time, Yang Jian noticed that there were not only small quilts, small pillows and small toys in Wuji's car, but also a Buddhist scripture, so he blurted out:

"Why are you still holding this when you go out? Have you recently started studying Buddhist classics?"

Pei Xiang smiled: "This is a secret weapon specially carried to prevent this little guy from crying too much. As for me, it's just recitation, not to mention special study and comprehension. Well, I probably lack some spirituality."

Yang Jian was puzzled by this explanation.

Therefore, Pei Xiang gave Zhenjun Erlang a detailed description of her "cultivation" process and major discoveries of her son, and also specially focused on describing Xiao Wuji's excited reaction when she listened to her reciting Buddhist scriptures.

"Sometimes things like talent really don't make sense." Sighing, Pei Xiang said helplessly, "Whether it's me telling stories with emotion and emotion, or composing and singing catchy herbal nursery rhymes for him, he That is to cheer up and cheer, and then do what he has to do. Only when he hears me reciting Buddhist scriptures dryly, will he be in high spirits and dance."

After hearing Pei Xiang's explanation, Yang Jian raised his eyebrows slightly.He didn't get too entangled in the matter of the Buddhist scriptures, after all, it was the reincarnation of the Buddha, so there must be something special about it.What he paid attention to was the contents of the books that Pei Xiang read to Wuji.

——Is it a bit too hopeful for a child to become a dragon?Anyway, the kid just turned one year old today.

"It's true to read more, but if you force a child like this, will things turn against each other and make him bored with books? When he reaches the age of officially entering school, he will lose interest in reading and writing instead."

Pei Xiang chuckled, and she suddenly felt that the sage and true gentleman in front of her who was seriously discussing how to raise children with her was really too down-to-earth, and she no longer felt that distant and unreal.

"Zhenjun, do you really think that I will force a baby under one year old to read? Haha, I read to him because there is no third person in the place where I live. If I don't speak out often, then It’s too quiet. What’s more, those books are not only Wuji’s hundred-day gift, but also I bought them for myself to read, anyway... Wuji didn’t express his dissatisfaction and objection at the beginning.”

Dissatisfied with objection?Yang Jian looked down at the baby lying in the car trying to gnaw his feet, shook his head and laughed.

He put down his teacup and stood up, brushed off his sleeves, and said to Pei Xiang, who was showing a little complacency between his brows:

"Since the hundred-day gift is not worthy of the name, then I will give Wuji a first-year gift that children like. Yin Daoyou, let's go out and look for some interesting and delicate toys."

As he spoke, auspicious aura swirled around this true monarch's body, and then the golden light flashed away.But in a short time, he was restrained and intimidating, and he turned into a handsome and handsome man in the world.At this moment, if you look closely at Yang Jian, you can't see the fairy family's ethereal Qinghua, only the world of mortals remains dignified and graceful.

Immediately, Pei Xiang and Xiao Wuji raised their heads together, and looked at Zhenjun Erlang who suddenly transformed with the same surprised expression, the big eyes of both mother and son were shining.

Yang Jian paused, for some reason, he suddenly felt a little dumbfounded.

"Let's go." Yang Jian cleared his throat and said softly to Pei Xiang.

But before Pei Xiang could answer, Xiao Wuji, who could speak just now, patted the car excitedly, and responded softly, "Let's go!"

Pei Xiang: ...

Pei Xiang suddenly suspected that her son was crying just now, was he really frightened by the sudden crowds?Really not... because those ghost judges are not as good-looking as Erlang Zhenjun?

After this day, Pei Xiang gradually increased the number of times he took his son out for a walk.

Because Zhenjun Erlang had suggested before that he could teach Pei Xiang the simple technique of soaring clouds, and later when Pei Xiang complained that good books were hard to find, he agreed to lend Pei Xiang his private collection of books for reading.Therefore, apart from the nearby towns, Zhenjun Erlang's ashram has also become a good place that mother and son often visit.

As time went by, the exchanges between the two parties gradually became more frequent.

Once, Erlang Zhenjun discovered that Pei Xiang was "forcing" Wuji to listen to Confucian classics, and he mistakenly thought that she was hoping that her son could follow the example of his father Chen Guangrui and be a champion in the future. He immediately felt that Pei Xiang's approach was not very good appropriate.

Although, in the world that respects filial piety, Erlang Zhenjun did not think about how inappropriate this method of inheriting his father's will was, but in the end he managed to come up with a reason, that is, Chen Guangrui only knew about reading and did not pay attention to martial arts, which led to his final Died in vain at the hands of water bandits...

All in all, Zhenjun Erlang felt that this could not go on like this.Therefore, he decided to personally teach Xiao Wuji how to practice martial arts, fight, ride horses and hunt.

Pei Xiang: ...I am correcting my son's biased behavior, just like correcting a child's picky eating behavior. It has nothing to do with the exam.

When Wuji was about five years old, the little guy already had permission to go to Erlang Zhenjun Dojo alone.There was a small weightless jade talisman hanging around his neck. As long as he held the jade talisman and recited the mantra silently, he could be transported to Zhenjun Erlang's dojo.

After arriving at Zhenjun Dojo, Wuji didn't need to go to Erlang Zhenjun immediately, but would play with Xiaotiangou for a while.

If Zhenjun Erlang was free that day, he would call Wuji to his side and teach him martial arts, riding horses and taming eagles, or practicing slingshots and knives.If Erlang Zhenjun was busy that day, he would arrange for the six Meishan brothers or Caotou God under his command to take Wuji to learn some things about soldiers.

In short, Xiao Wuji did not lack the participation of male elders in his growth process. He was not only taught by Erlang Zhenjun, but also a group of uncles who were tough and flamboyant in private.

And Pei Xiang's way of visiting Zhenjun Erlang's dojo would not be as casual as Wuji's.Every time she would say hello in advance, and then come to the door with a gift.

Of course, in the eyes of the young Xiao Wuji, his mother's approach was a little unnecessary.Anyway, no matter when she went to look for Zhenjun Erlang, the other party happened to be free or not busy, and there was no possibility of disturbing or missing, so why bother to ask again and again?Just like what Uncle Guo Shen said, there are so many houses in the dojo, and the empty ones are empty, how convenient it is to move here.

But Xiao Wuji didn't dare to speak out what was in his heart.Because, Uncle Guo Shen, who said so, was sent to the Huhun Nuanxiang Cave the next day to clean up the goblins.It is said that there are many pink skeleton femme fatales there, and if they are not careful, they will turn into human beings, which is dangerous.Wuji was so frightened by this incident that he missed two mouthfuls of food that day, and secretly read a volume of scriptures to Uncle Guo Shen while he was doing arithmetic problems. important.

Of course, if the Buddha could tell him the answer to the arithmetic problem, he would be more pious.

"Wuji, why are you still in a daze? Have you figured out the answer to this question? If five Xiaotian dogs, three eagles and a dragon horse stand together, how many legs would there be in total?"

"One, two, three... Mom, why do you have to count how many legs you have in total? They all fly, and you can't see anything when the clouds and mists cover them..."