Fast time travel tricks to death system

At the gate of Tianchan Temple, a luxuriously decorated carriage came. Many people stepped forward to observe it, and a few grocery shopping aunts gathered together, discussing that this is the carriage of the rich man.

Zhou Ming opened the car curtain.

Is this the famous Tianchan Temple?

The gate of the Tianchan Temple was completely surrounded, but it was only a temple, yet it could attract so many people.

"Little prince, please slow down." Shi Qian supported Zhou Ming, he couldn't figure out why the prince suddenly wanted to come to Tianchan Temple.

"Go away!" Zhou Ming pushed away Shi Qian's support, jumped out of the carriage, raised the wooden fan in his hand, and swaggered in.

"What are you all doing in a daze? Don't follow up!" Shi Qian glared at the guards before chasing in Zhou Ming's direction.

Zhou Ming saw that there were quite a lot of people offering incense in the temple, so he casually grabbed a few sticks of incense from others, and imitated this group of people to offer incense to the Bodhisattva together.

He pressed the cushion, and it was still soft. He knelt on the cushion, held up three incense sticks, rolled his eyes around, and then closed them.

He also regarded offering incense as entertainment, and he never believed in these things. He saw a monk knocking on a wooden fish not far away.

Zhou Ming looked at him curiously. This monk was different from other monks. He had a handsome face and a noble temperament, but he was knocking wooden fish in the lobby.

He leaned in front of the monk and imitated him to pick up the wooden spoon and knock on the wooden fish, but the monk didn't open his eyes and was still reciting the Great Compassion Mantra.

He didn't open his eyes until the Great Compassion Curse was over.

"What's your name?" Zhou Ming thought this monk was very interesting, so he snatched his wooden spoon and knocked it on his wooden fish.

"Benefactor, the poor monk's name is Sikong." The monk lowered his head, he picked up his wooden fish, and walked to another place, Zhou Ming followed, and he knocked on Sikong's head: "Hey, how dare you ignore me?" , Believe it or not, I took your Tianchan Temple into the pot?"

"The poor monk doesn't dare." Sikong stroked his head, Zhou Ming's slap still hurt a little, and he usually received many punishments, so this slap was over.

"Forget it, I don't care about you, little monk." Zhou Ming thought Sikong's reaction was quite amusing, but it's a pity that such a good seedling, if in a few years, I don't know how many girls will be fascinated by Shangjing. Monk.

"Do you know this king?" Zhou Ming followed behind Sikong, and Sikong shook his head and nodded.

"Do you know or don't you know?" Zhou Ming asked while grabbing Sikong's collar.

Sikong said: "I know you are the prince." The implication is that he only knows that Zhou Ming is the prince, but he doesn't know which prince it is.

"Stupid! There are only thirteen princes in my girder, and only four have been canonized as princes. I am the youngest, what do you think?" Zhou Ming said a lot, but Sikong still shook his head.

Zhou Ming thought that maybe the temple was isolated from the outside world, so Sikong didn't know anything.

Anyway, he didn't bother to argue with a child.

But this time Tianchan Temple is not in vain, at least seeing the monks is also very handsome.

If it wasn't for his mother and concubine coming to pray and burn incense tomorrow, he wouldn't have to come in person.

He followed Sikong all the way to his meditation room. Zhou Ming curiously groped for the things beside his bed, there were a few small wooden figures, and a few scriptures.

This is a room of six people, most of Sikong's space is occupied by others, he only has a small part, it seems that he is often bullied.

It's fine for Zhou Ming to be a good old man, and it's fate to give Sikong a hand.

How did Sikong expect Zhou Ming to be so thick-skinned that he would follow him to the meditation room, making it difficult for him to move an inch.

"You and I met once, let's exchange a gift." Zhou Ming took off the jade pendant on his waist, took the little wooden figure on Sikong's table and said: "I think this is very like, so I will take this to you Change it."

He stuffed the jade pendant into Sikong's belt, and hugged the little wooden figure himself. Sikong saw that no matter the quality of the piece of jade, the carving was of high quality, so it must be very precious. He quickly shook his head: "Donor, take it back."

"No way!" Zhou Ming grabbed Sikong's belt and said, "The things I sent out were splashed with water, not to mention that I am a prince, how can I get back the things I sent out, by the way, you don't even think about this thing!" Take it back, and what was given to me is mine!"

Sikong was speechless, he never said that he would give him the little wooden figure he carved.

Zhou Ming grabbed Sikong's arm, and he said, "Where's your carving knife?"

"Carving knife?" Sikong hadn't gotten used to Zhou Ming's sudden change of topic. Zhou Ming pointed to the little wooden figure and said, "Bring the carving knife, and I'll help you repair it."

Zhou Ming didn't just help others repair wooden figurines casually. He had been learning how to carve wooden figurines for a long time, so he could see Sikong's problem at a glance.

"The carving knife must not only be stable, but also be able to use it..." Sikong has never discovered that the carved villain has so much knowledge. He seems to have discovered a new world, and the way he looks at Zhou Ming is different.

Sikong was still holding the knife and was about to try the method Zhou Ming said, when someone broke into the door.

"Little prince!" Shi Qian was relieved after seeing Zhou Ming, if he lost the little prince, he would not be able to pay for ten lives.

"It's good for me." At this time, Shi Qian came at the wrong time every time, but Shi Qian was sent by his mother and concubine to take care of him, so he couldn't please his mother's wishes.

"Little prince made atonement, Shi Qian didn't do it on purpose, but now it's too late, the empress might be worried."

"Okay, I got it." Zhou Ming handed the carving knife to Sikong: "Practice yourself, I'm leaving, and I'll come see you when I have time."

Sikong nodded, and he sent Zhou Ming out of the room. He thought it was strange that someone would be willing to approach him for the first time.

He raised the carving knife in his hand and picked up a piece of wood.

"Playing again?" Concubine Ming wiped the ashes off Zhou Ming's face with an embroidered handkerchief, and said, "You don't know how to let you go out."

"Where is it?" Zhou Ming lay on Concubine Ming's lap, raised his head, and took out a safety talisman from his pocket: "I asked for a safety talisman for my mother!"

Concubine Ming chuckled, and took the amulet: "When I grow up, I know how to love my mother. In a few years, I should marry a wife and have children."

Zhou Ming was a little awkward, he didn't know how to bring up the matter of marrying a wife gracefully: "Mother, I'm still young, so I'm not in a hurry."

Concubine Ming gently patted the back of Zhou Ming's hand, and she said, "It's not too young, your imperial brother already has concubines at your age."

Zhou Ming couldn't figure it out, he was only 12 years old, and he was rushed to get married, wouldn't they be afraid of being underdeveloped at such a precocious age?

"I'm afraid you will be tired after going out today. I have someone prepare a glutinous crisp cake for you. Eat some when you are hungry. Remember to go to bed early so that you don't get overwhelmed." Concubine Ming has only one son, Zhou Ming. , naturally love him in every possible way.

But let him go out if he should exercise. Among the emperor's sons, Zhou Ming is the most impatient.

It is also because of this that the emperor loves this son, but if Zhou Ming is like this all his life, he will miss the throne.

Letting him go to Tianchan Temple to decorate is also for Zhou Ming, so that he can be valued by the Queen Mother.