Chapter 123 I Grow Old with the Holy Monk (6)
Sang Tian retracted the foot she had just stepped forward and turned around obediently to face Guan Yi.
Guan Yi picked up a scripture from the table beside him and handed it to her. "This is a prayer scripture. Princess, you can copy one every day and bring it to me for inspection."
The abbot stepped forward and wanted to ask Guan Yi to come and check but was interrupted by Guan Yi.
"Praying for blessings cannot be done carelessly. If there is a mistake, the blessing will fail and the life of the princess will be in jeopardy."
The abbot sighed and retreated behind Guan Yi.
It has always been the holy monks who pray for blessings personally when the people pray. Only the prayers through the hands of the holy monks will be seen by the Buddha and bestow blessings.
If you pray insincerely, it will turn into disaster and befall the person being prayed for.
Sang Tian took the scripture handed over by Guan Yi and held it in her arms, and thanked him quietly: "Thank you, holy monk."
She looks very well-behaved and obedient.
Guan Yi nodded slightly to Sang Tian and left with the abbot.
Sang Tian stared blankly at Guan Yi's departing back, when suddenly a small hand grabbed the corner of her clothes.
Sang Tian suddenly came to her senses and saw a little monk in monk's robes pulling her clothes with his chubby little hands.
The chubby little face made Sang Tian's heart soften. She squatted down, pinched the little monk's face and asked, "What's your name?"
The little monk replied in a baby voice: "Master said my name is Hongshan!"
Sang Tian burst out laughing and rubbed Hongshan's little face and repeated: "Oh~ Master calls you Hongshan."
Hongshan nodded seriously.
Sang Tian felt that she was more and more adorable, so she went over and wanted to give her a kiss.
Hongshan's arm was suddenly grabbed and his body was pulled over. A young monk who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old looked at Sang Tian with caution.
His eyes were full of unfriendliness towards Sang Tian.
Sang Tian realized that she had just made a mistake and quickly stood up to apologize, "I'm sorry, I just think Hongshan is so cute!"
Perhaps it was because he saw that Sang Tian had no ill intentions that the alert expression on the monk's face eased a little.
"Who are you?"
I noticed that Sang Tian was only wearing a simple white dress, and seeing her stunning appearance and noble aura, I knew immediately that she was not an ordinary person.
Sang Tian explained: "I came to the temple to pray for my sister."
When the young monk was about to continue asking questions, he was interrupted angrily by the abbot who came rushing over.
"Guangde! Don't talk to the Fifth Princess in that tone!"
The young monk named Guangde looked at Sang Tian in panic and bewilderment.
Sang Tian pulled the abbot who was about to hit Guangde on the head and rescued him, "Don't be angry, Master Guangde doesn't know my identity, so it's normal for your tone to be a little off."
Seeing that Sang Tian did not pursue the matter, the abbot glared at Guangde, put down the ruler in his hand and pointed at the door, "Get out of here!"
Guangde squatted down, picked up Hongshan and walked quickly outside.
As soon as the two of them left, the abbot's expression instantly changed to a kind and benevolent one, "Princess, please don't blame them for being immature."
Sang Tian raised her lips into a gentle smile, "It's okay."
Sang Tian chatted with the abbot for a while and then thought about rushing back to finish writing the scriptures that had to be submitted tomorrow. However, as soon as she went out, she saw Guangde and Hongshan's little heads half exposed, standing by the tree and looking at her.
When Guangde saw Sang Tian looking at him, he immediately retracted his head, while the cute little Hongshan stumbled towards her with his short legs.
Sang Tian held the scripture in one hand and held Hongshan in her arms with the other.
Hongshan stared at Sang Tian in her arms, making Sang Tian feel a little embarrassed.
It is the nature of children that when they see something or someone they like, they will keep staring at it.
Seeing Guangde was being awkward and unwilling to come over, Sang Tian smiled and waved at him, "Come here, can I eat you?"
Guangde then came over shyly, and after a long while, he uttered a few words, "I'm sorry."
Sang Tian stood up and patted his shoulder and said word by word: "It's okay."