There is a Taoist temple in the idol family

Ruocang stared at Ou Zhiming unswervingly.

Even if Ou Zhiming doesn't have a body, he can still feel the joy emanating from his soul.

Those eyes were clear and clear, even if they didn't reflect his shadow, they showed unprecedented concentration.

Focused as if the sky and the earth are empty, he is the only one.

Because Ruo Cang looked too seriously, the master also felt it when he took a few more steps with him in his arms.

The master looked around in bewilderment, and stared for a moment at the place Ruo Cang was staring at, but found nothing.

"What's wrong?" Master stretched out his hand to tuck Ruo Cang's quilt.

Ruo Cang finally gave up on Ou Zhiming after being questioned.

He retracted into his master's arms and blinked.

The air was quiet, the master and apprentice obviously did not speak, but Ou Zhiming was sure that the master could communicate with Ruocang.

Because of the moment when their eyes met, Master's expression changed from confusion to solemnity.

Master pondered and said: "I'm afraid it's just the lonely souls wandering in the Anning Mountains. There are all living beings and remnants of the world gathered here. The lonely souls you see have nowhere to go. I will go to the mountains to set up a battle at night and clean them up. , and you won’t see it.”

After the master finished speaking, Ruo Cang stretched his fat and short neck, stared at Ou Zhiming with big round eyes again.

In those big eyes, there were emotions that were extraordinarily complicated for a baby.

Pity, sadness, it seems that after tonight, Ou Zhiming, this lonely soul, will no longer exist.

Ou Zhiming's soul drifts with the wind, and he has no other feelings except his faint vision and sense of smell.

But he realized that at such a young age, Ruo Cang actually sympathized with his lonely soul, and only felt warmth and no regrets in this life.

Whether this is the master's unpredictable memory, or he strayed into the gap between time and space, Ou Zhiming has no choice.

I don't know what reality he should be in.

I hope his Ruo Cang can be as carefree as this little baby in front of him.

Before Ou Zhiming could say a few more words of emotion, the master raised his hand to cover Ruo Cang's eyes, and forcibly hugged the child into his arms.

"Don't watch, life and death are separated, it's not good to watch too much."

Ou Zhiming: ...

If he could smile wryly, his expression must be very ugly.

However, the master was not aware of it, covered Ruo Cang's eyes, and recited in a low voice: "The great sage who raises up the Xuantian, the Northern Rengui Zhilingshen..."

Other people's family coaxed children to sing lullabies, but the master began to enlighten Ruo Cang by reciting scriptures from an early age.

His voice was scattered into the air with the wind.

Ou Zhiming only felt that the universe was bright and clear, and that all powerful gods and figures all had their lives told in one scripture.

Master hadn't finished reading "The Supreme Sage Xuantian Great Sage True Martial Arts Transmitting Divine Mantras" before Ruo Cang fell asleep in his arms.

He let go, holding the child and looking into the distance.

Until the brother came over and said softly: "Master, it's time for dinner."

The dining table of Tai'an Temple is placed in the side hall.

Simple three dishes and one soup, simple tea and light meal for three men to quietly fill their stomachs.

Now, there is one more Ruocang on the mountain, so there is a new bottle of milk.

After Mr. Du mixed the milk powder and warmed it up, he handed it to Master for feeding.

The master feeds and teaches at the same time.

"Be careful not to leave a void in the pacifier, and be careful not to choke him."

"Don't tip the bottle on your back, lest he drink too quickly."

Ruo Cang concentrates on drinking milk, gentle and gentle.

Mr. Du had never seen such a quiet baby, and asked strangely, "Uncle Master, can you understand us?"

Master didn't answer, but instead asked, "Do you understand? Ruocang."

Ruo Cang's originally downcast gaze turned to look at Mr. Du upon hearing the sound, and even slowed down his movements of drinking milk.

He seemed to be waiting for Mr. Du to speak.

Those eyes were clear and blue. When Mr. Du saw him like this, he asked in a gentle voice, "Uncle, is the milk delicious?"

Hearing this, Ruocang lowered his eyes again and continued to suck, as if he understood what Mr. Du said, but still felt that what he said was so boring, he slightly disliked it.

The child reacted so straightforwardly that Ruo Yao laughed.

"Looking at it like this, it should be understandable!"

There is an atmosphere of smart kids, it really is different.

Even if Mr. Du was disgusted by Ruocang, there was no dissatisfaction on his face.

To be honest, who would be serious with a newborn child who is still drinking milk.

Moreover, Ruo Cang is still so cute, after drinking to his satisfaction, he let go of the pacifier, blinked, and even yawned a little.

"Sleepy?" The master put the baby bottle on the dining table and walked out with the baby in his arms.

The night of the Taoist temple is dim, and the main hall and side halls are separated by a certain distance.

A group of people surrounded the little boy and followed the master into the room happily.

The furnishings inside are simple, with a bed, a table, a chair, and a cabinet, and there is no other extra furniture.

The master wrapped Ruo Cang tightly in the quilt, reached out and took out the baby products he bought before going back to the mountain, and put them on the table.

He was not in a hurry to tidy up, seeing Ruocang close his eyes tiredly, he said, "I'm going to patrol the mountains, Ruoyao and Youyin have cleaned up the dishes, then go to evening class."

"What about the uncle?" Mr. Du asked immediately.

After all, Ruocang is just a baby, no matter how much Mr. Du feels that there must be something wrong with the child's early wisdom, he dare not let him be alone.

The senior brother reached out and patted Mr. Du on the back, "Don't worry about it. You do the dishes today."

"I'll wash it, I'll wash it, but the uncle is only a few days old, so don't you really care..."

Mr. Du's worries gradually faded as he walked away from Ruo Yao.

The master closed the door casually, leaving Ruo Cang a child wrapped in the bed and sleeping soundly.

Ou Zhiming's soul was fixed in the room.

Almost as soon as the master closed the door, he felt that something was wrong.

If this is Master's memory, why didn't he take him away? !

If this is not Master's memory, then did he really go back to the time when Ruo Cang was still a baby? !

Ou Zhiming was struggling with his soul.

Suddenly, Ruo Cang, who was sleeping soundly, frowned, and opened his eyes as if woken up.

His blue eyes glanced at Ou Zhiming in dissatisfaction, and he opened his mouth condescendingly, "Ah."

When the boy made a sound, Ou Zhiming's thoughts were immediately interrupted.

He and Ruo Cangyuan looked into each other's eyes, and the young man who was full of food and drink gave another soft "ah".

Ou Zhiming was amazed at Xiang Ruocang, and tried his best to gather his thoughts, it seemed like little Ruocang was calling him!

He must deserve it!

— Ruocang?

Ou Zhiming tried to call him.

Little Ruocang, who was wrapped in the quilt, seemed to hear it, and changed his tone.

"Hey."

It's just a single word, Ou Zhiming was overjoyed.

Even if the child in front of him is only a few days old, this is Ruo Cang!

Ou Zhiming, who had been bewildered for a long time, happily started the recognition mode.

——Ruo Cang, my name is Ou Zhiming.

——I don’t know if you can understand what I said, I’m just a soul now, but I’m a living person outside the mountain.

- When you grow up, we live together, we are...

Facing a pure and flawless baby, Ou Zhiming was really ashamed to talk about a couple.

Even if he likes to make Ruocang angry, it doesn't mean he is a pervert who teases babies.

So, he changed his mind and continued to speak in his heart.

——We are friends like brothers, and because of some accidents, I came here.

—Is there a way for you to take me back?

Ruo Cang was still happily smacking his tongue just now, babbling.

Hearing Ou Zhiming's nagging, he actually shut his mouth, his eyes were full of confusion, and his little expression was quite wary.

Ou Zhiming is just a wisp of soul.

Seeing Ruo Cang's expression, he knew: this kid understood, but he absolutely didn't believe that they were brothers and friends.

Ou Zhiming thought seriously.

He is so small...

No, even when he was 30 or [-] years old, if a stranger told him that we would be like brothers in the future, he would have laughed, thinking that the other party was a liar.

Not to mention, Ruo Cang is still a child.

Adults should not embarrass children.

Ou Zhiming stopped his thoughts, quietly wandering around, looking at Ruocang's lovely appearance.

Such an exquisite and transparent little dumpling had been teased by his master, brother and nephew for a whole day, but Ou Zhiming, who was always with him, could only enjoy his eyes.

Ou Zhiming also doesn't know, if he is lucky enough to recover his soul, will he still remember such a cute little Ruocang.

If he remembered, he would definitely take out his sketchbook and draw Xiao Ruocang's appearance stroke by stroke.

Even the alert expression of the little baby at this time must be clearly drawn.

Then I showed it to Ruo Cang, and said: When you were young, you were so wary of me, I was so sad.

Ou Zhiming's soul is blooming with joy.

Only the flow of thoughts made him feel alive.

He has no feet, so he can't get closer to Ruo Cang.

Without hands, Ruo Cang could not be lifted from the bed.

Not to mention that his mind was filled with unrealizable thoughts, which made him anxious.

But his agitation returned to Ruo Cang's clear blue eyes.

——I wish I could hug you.

Ou Zhiming sighed, his breath merged into the breeze.

——This is death, and there is no regret...

He just got depressed when he suddenly felt a change in the spatial position.

As if being drawn to him by this child, he was very close to Ruocang!

"Hey!" Ruocang clicked his tongue.

Ou Zhiming actually felt the heat, the wind, and the illusion of solid limbs.

He subconsciously bent his fingers, and he really felt the touch of the meridian, bone and blood!

--what happened?

He felt a great shock.

"Hmm." Ruo Cang Yaya gave a deep and slight sound, rolling in the quilt as if frowning.

It seemed that the quilt made him uncomfortable, and he wanted to break free from the quilt tightly tucked up by Master.

Ou Zhiming suddenly remembered that before the abnormality happened, he said that he wanted to hug Ruocang.

—I hug you?

He tentatively asked, but heard a soft sound on the table beside him.

As soon as Ou Zhiming turned his gaze, he saw Master throwing away the baby supplies there, and a bag of diapers fell out!

Little Ruocang was wrapped in the quilt, frowning and babbling.

He screamed with a special accent, as if he was trying to convey his meaning to this soul that could only communicate in one direction.

Even if Ou Zhiming doesn't understand, he still has reading comprehension level ten Ouhuang!

This is another state where Soul Gaze has an arm, and the diapers are falling out of the table. Obviously, Ruo Cang wants him to help change the diapers? !

Ruo Cang is young, so casual, so domineering?

Ou Zhiming was angry and funny, so he couldn't help asking.

——What if I lied to you?

——Why are you not afraid of evil people?

——Before Master left the house just now, why didn’t you ask Master to change it for you?

- fell asleep and forgot?Or did you just sleep wet?

Ou Zhiming can't change his habit of educating Ruo Cang, let alone Ruo Cang is only so young now and doesn't know what to know.

Ruo Cang, who was babbling, closed his mouth aggrieved after being questioned by Ou Zhiming, as if he had various children's unavoidable difficulties.

With those eyes staring at him, Landou Zhiming's heart was shaken.

The soul will turn into a clear spring, gurgling and flowing.

Ou Zhiming had no choice but to try to reach out to the diapers on the table, and he really got it.

It seems that Ruo Cang is young but capable.

It can also condense a trace of his wandering spirit into a solid body, specially driven to... change diapers!

When Ou Zhiming opened the diaper, he couldn't see his fingers at all, but he could see the tightly sealed packaging bag, which was torn apart by a gust of wind.

He had no experience in changing diapers for babies, so he didn't expect that he would practice it on his own Ruo Cangcang for the first time.

Ou Zhiming is the experimenter of Ruocang's talismans.

Who would have thought that Ruo Cang could become Ou Zhiming's baby experimenter.

Reciprocity is too strange.

Ou Zhiming stretched out his hand to push aside the quilt, and easily took off the piece of white cloth that wrapped Xiao Ruocang...

This fading, whether he is a human or a ghost, he is stunned.

Ou Zhiming never thought that little Ruocang was so exquisite and cute when he was a child.

In my mind, I instantly recalled the touch of this exquisite little cutie when he grew up.

The dirty adult smiled and picked up Ruo Cang, and diligently changed into dry diapers.

Even if he and Ruo Cang will be like this in the future, in front of them is just a little one who is only a few days old.

It's not just that he can only be like a father, helping him change diapers without complaint.

Ou Zhiming's fingers had no real sense of touch, and from a visual perspective, it was just a piece of white cloth worn on Ruo Cang's body with invisible magic power.

After changing Ruo Cang's diapers himself, Ou Zhiming still felt a sense of accomplishment.

——You must not ask other ghosts to change this for you in the future, and you don’t know if the other party will plot evil.

——They will definitely spread it to you all over the mountains and plains, alas, Daoist Ruocang of Tai'an Temple, the little bird is only so small!

——Wherever you go in the future, people will think that you have a small temper and you must be mentally abnormal.

Before he could finish teasing, Ruo Cang's eyes turned fierce, he kicked his calf, and burst into tears, "Wow, wow——"

Little Ruocang's voice was so loud that Ou Zhiming's soul trembled, and he suddenly felt his soul shaking, and he lost his sense of reality.

In an instant, as if he was being violently attacked, his soul flew into the sky!

The scenery in front of me was already floating in the sky above the wing room.

"What happened to Master Uncle?!"

"Ruo Cang!"

Ou Zhiming saw the small figure of his brother and Mr. Du running eagerly, he must have been ushered into the wing by Ruo Cang crying.

After a while, their figures became smaller and smaller, and even the entire majestic Tai'an Temple, in Ou Zhiming's vision, turned into a tiny building among the lush forests on the mountainside.

Only the dark foothills are left crawling at night, standing like a giant on the vast plain.

This picture is very familiar.

Ou Zhiming floated in the distant night sky, overlooking the peaceful mountains that stretched for tens of miles.

In the pitch-black night, the magic circle circulated in light white color, gathering thousands of gloomy soul lights from all directions, surrounding this powerful cliff.

In the night sky, the stars are shining.

The protruding edges and corners of the Anning Mountains are like spikes, reflecting the radiant moonlight, and seem to be attached to cold scales.

Ou Zhiming's soul scattered and condensed with the wind, no matter how much time has passed, this creeping mountain range is in front of him.

It is like a huge beast, perched on the ground.

With one breath and one breath, the gloomy soul light is washed away, and the world is clear.

Ou Zhiming saw the ferocious beast tremble slightly, saw the formation of mountains and rocks, and saw the clear and dim light flickering on and off among the trees.

Day and night alternate, and time turns.

After his mind became clear, he heard an immature child's voice from afar, chanting "All things are born of the Tao, governed by Yin and Yang, transformed into four seasons, divided into five elements..."

His soul, which had been in chaos for a long time, returned to the familiar Tai'an concept.

On the square paved with bricks, there is a low wooden table.

A child with soft hair, sitting on a large teacher's chair, holding a brush, writing in silence with a dignified appearance.

He was wearing old clothes, and it was hard to hide his dusty temperament.

It's a pity that the chair is too high, and his legs are too short, hanging in the air, pretending to be an adult, but he is very cute.

The child stared intently at the paper, his eyelashes were long and flickering, scratching Ou Zhiming's soul, itching and numb.

No matter how old he is, this must be Ruocang without a doubt.

Ou Zhiming was filled with emotion.

——I was just kicked out of Tai'an Temple for a while, why are you so old when you come back?

Suddenly, Little Ruocang raised his eyes and stared at Ou Zhiming with surprise on his face.

He frowned, and angrily slapped the pen on the table with a "snap!", not caring that the ink splattered and stained the white paper and sleeves.

Wave your hand to make a trick, murderous aura overflows!

Ou Zhiming:! ! !