Lin Wanwan transmigrated into a book.
She became a cannon fodder character who was meant to be strangled to death at birth, with her identity replaced by an illegitimate daughter.
Her f...
Hearing that his daughter seemed to have been very popular before made him happy.
The master was reluctant to return it to Ye Lanyin until Lin Wanwan cried like a baby, finally pulling away from his grasp.
"Madam, I am a disciple of the Dao Ancestor, my Dharma name is Xuan Chan. If you wish to offer incense in the future, you may directly seek me out."
[What kind of disciple is he? He's clearly just a nobody Taoist priest!] Lin Wanwan pouted.
Ye Lanyin was terrified, but luckily only she could hear what Wanwan said.
Master Xuanchan looked at the child in Ye Lanyin's arms, seemingly disdainful of him.
He was so scared that sweat broke out on his forehead.
He glanced at the talisman on the table, mustering his courage.
"Madam, the child in your arms is still small, but could you please ask her to write a few words for this old monk?"
He felt a little guilty writing with such small hands.
Ye Lanyin, however, was delighted that her child could write in the hands of a master, and nodded repeatedly.
I hope the child will be blessed by the Bodhisattva.
No, I don't want to, I'm still too young.
[Waaaaah, Mother.]
Ye Lanyin: ...Wanwan, just write it. May Buddha bless you!
"Young benefactor, could you draw rain on it?"
Waaaaah, you're all bullying me.
Why would you ask me to pray for rain...?
【I'm a fairy...】
Finally, Ye Lanyin and Master Xuanchan coaxed and tricked Lin Wanwan into putting in all her effort to draw a few strokes.
Looking at the crooked and messy pattern on it, at least the strokes are correct.
Master Xuanzan was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes.
"Madam, this old monk will see you off!!!"
A benefactor!
Welcome, esteemed guest!
I followed carefully behind him!
Every now and then, he would crane his neck to glance at the baby girl in Ye Lanyin's arms.
Before leaving, he even forced a string of Buddhist prayer beads on the reluctant Lin Wanwan.
After seeing Ye Lanyin off, Master Xuanchan regained his usual expression.
He cleared his throat and looked coldly at the disciple beside him.
"Go to the temple of the goddess and offer incense!"
"Yes, Master."