Zhao Zhao's expression was still gentle as he stared at He Yunmin. He didn't say anything, but his eyes showed an extremely sad look as if he was crying.

“Wuwuwu…”

He Yunmin threw himself into Zhao Zhao's arms again. He couldn't understand why they had come here happily to worship Buddha and pray for his brother's health, but now it had turned into a separation from his brother.

Zhao Zhao patted his head, his eyes soft, "Minmin, one day we will have to separate."

"You'll feel better later if you get used to it now."

Looking at his swollen eyes, Zhao Zhao curved her eyes and said, "Min Min, you crybaby."

“Woo…”

Seeing He Yunmin opening his mouth wide to howl again, Zhao Zhao quickly stuffed the black sugar bean-like Gu into his mouth.

Zhao Zhao covered his mouth and didn't stop until he swallowed it completely.

When he interrupted her, He Yunmin had tears in her eyes and didn't know whether to cry anymore.

"Brother, what... did you give me... to eat?" He Yunmin asked in confusion while hiccuping.

Zhao Zhao smiled and said, "It's candy beans."

"Don't cry after eating your brother's candy beans." She wiped his tears gently and pushed He Yunmin towards He Qianyan, "Father, you two can go back."

"don't want!"

He Qianyan took a step forward and quickly picked him up.

Zhao Zhao looked at his two relatives, one big and one small, who were his flesh and blood relatives, and waved his hand, "Father, Minmin, goodbye."

He loves his family, but he also loves the world.

…

After another round of tossing and turning and reluctant farewell, Zhao Zhao finally saw his father and Min Min off. He stood in front of the main hall of Hongci Temple and watched them leave, looking back every few steps.

Minmin was still crying... He was still young and mentally immature, and it was inevitable that he would be unhappy to be separated from the person he cared about the most.

Listening to the faint crying sounds that were getting farther and farther away, and Zhao Zhao's gentle smile, his Min Min must always be happy.

In his limited life, he will pave the way for his younger brother, the protagonist.

Zhao Zhao turned around only when he could no longer see their figures.

In the towering ancient temple behind him, there is a huge golden Buddha statue with kind eyes. In front of the Buddha statue, the elderly Xuanxin and the abbot are looking at him with smiles.

Zhao Zhao calmed down again and bowed like them.

Xuan Xin had a kind expression on his face. He stroked his beard and slowly walked up to him. "The Buddha's son has returned, spreading kindness throughout the world."

"Please use your power properly, Buddhist."

Zhao Zhao's face softened as he nodded and replied, "Yes."

Looking at their bald heads, Zhao Zhao's eyes curved, "Master, do I need to shave my head?"

"Your earthly ties have not yet been resolved, so forget about the ordination."

Zhao Zhao obeyed and agreed.

Xuanxin was increasingly pleased with the gentle and steady young Buddhist disciple, and took the initiative to inquire, "Would I be fortunate enough to be your mentor during your childhood?"

Hearing this, Zhao Zhao said without hesitation, "It is my honor to have the teacher's guidance." He put his hands together and bowed his head to show respect for his teacher.

"Then from today on, I, your master, will call you Ruosheng. How about that?"

One thought of ignorance means the end of Prajna, and one thought of wisdom means the birth of Prajna.

"May you be graceful and wise. May you be kind and generous, and may you live forever."

"Disciple will obey Master's orders."

…

After returning to Hongci Temple, Zhaozhao felt at home, and his ability to predict dreams became stronger and stronger, gradually threatening to include everyone in the world.

The congenital deficiency of the body is also slightly relieved here.

But occasionally when I sit in a quiet Zen room and meditate and copy scriptures, I still feel a little disappointed.

What is Min Min doing at this time...