After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

The golden light faded, but the soft touch in his arms did not disappear with it.

Mo Zheng tried to open his eyes and was feeling a little confused when he heard a childish laugh coming from his arms.

Looking down, he saw a chubby and cute little baby lying in his arms, waving its little hands as if trying to hug his neck.

Mo Zheng immediately looked around, trying to find the child's parents and relatives.

Who on earth is so irresponsible as to put such a tiny child in someone else's arms?

Aren’t you afraid of encountering human traffickers who might just grab you and run away?!

It’s so cold, and I don’t know how to dress the baby more.

She is wearing only a pink bellyband. No matter how exquisite the embroidery on it is, it is not warm enough!

The child didn't seem to care about Mo Zheng's anxiety and worry, and still stubbornly stretched out his little hands, trying to hug his neck.

He was still mumbling "ah~ah~" in some childish words that others could not understand.

Li Fuyi, Lin Moran and the others all opened their eyes wide, staring intently at their master who had just been killing everyone, and was now quickly wrapping the little kid tightly with his sleeves.

She held it carefully in her hands, even softening her breathing, as if she was afraid to scare the child.

The stern expression on his face and the sharp aura around him were gone, replaced by the familiar image of an elder.

He ordered, "Xiao Ran, Fu Yi, Jin Er, and Miss Ruo Zhu, look around to see if there are any relatives of this child around."

"Maybe a family accidentally lost a child in the chaos."

"Someone must have just stuffed it in during the chaos."

Mo Zheng lowered his head to glance at the round and rosy little face. It looked very well-cared for, and didn't look like an unwanted child at all.

Just now they specifically found this section of tree-lined avenue far away from the east gate to avoid the sight of the crowd and make it easier to deal with the scoundrels.

It was a short distance from the lotus pond, and there was no one on either side.

Now they suddenly had to go look for someone, so the four of them could only tacitly split into two groups and look in both directions. Mo Zheng stayed where he was, holding the child who was wrapped into a ball with his sleeve.

There was a magic circle in front that had not been removed in time, and inside it lay Ding Long, who had fainted from fright and was unconscious.

Blood mixed with urine flowed out from under Ding Long's body, spreading out in a large area on the stone road, gradually covering the array runes that were flowing on the ground.

"Donor! Donor, please stay!" Suddenly, the monk's voice came again, as if from the other side of the wall behind him.

Mo Zheng also glanced at the yellow wall, thinking that it was someone calling out to someone on the other side of the wall.

But the next moment, he was surrounded by four big monks who fell from the sky.

Mo Zheng frowned subconsciously and pulled the child closer to his body before he had time to look up at the monks.

Yo!

What an acquaintance!

Master Yuanhui had just met Master Yuanhai, and Master Yuanhai had glanced at him at the temple town night market.

Then the remaining person who is wearing the same brown-red robe as them should be the great monk Yuanming.

The man next to him, who was wearing a black jade ring, a vermilion cassock, and a smile as bright as Maitreya Buddha, was definitely the punctual abbot Yuan Chan.

The four were also stunned when they saw that it was Mo Zheng. Then Yuan Hui, Yuan Ming and Yuan Hai quickly left the encirclement and stood behind Yuan Chan.

The next step is naturally Amitabha...

Mo Zheng also nodded: "Why are all the masters coming out in full force?"

Hearing a few anxious voices of "Master" in the distance, Mo Zheng looked over and found that Li Fuyi and Lin Moran were stopped by the monks and couldn't get through.

Looking to the other side, Li Jin'er and Ruozhu were the same.

Upon seeing this, Master Yuan Chan immediately ordered them to come over, saying, "Master Ling Feng, please don't blame me. I just wanted to avoid too many people."

Mo Zheng watched the four people return safely and nodded casually.

Abbot Yuan Chan had a good relationship with his grandfather. Although the incident happened suddenly, the old monks immediately withdrew the encirclement when they saw it was him.

He had nothing to get angry about, he was just curious about what could have happened that could have caused the four great monks of the Yuan generation in Leiyin Palace to act together.

The four old monks all looked at Mo Zheng's hand and stared at each other for a while as if in a puzzled state.

Finally, Master Yuan Chan smiled and held out his hand to Mo Zheng: "Can you let me take a look at the child in Master Ling Feng's hand?"

Mo Zheng was stunned and looked down at the fat baby who was snuggling in his arms with his eyes closed, blinking his eyes without crying or making a fuss.

The fat kid looked at him and lowered his head, and responded with "Ah~"

"Is this the one you lost?" It's not uncommon to see children in a Buddhist temple, but...

Master Yuan Chan smiled and shook his head: "No, this child is a little special. I am just guessing, I need to take a closer look to know."

Mo Zheng nodded and handed over the child and the sleeve.

Master Yuan Chan looked at the child who was wrapped into a ball by his sleeves, and smiled so hard that his eyebrows were not visible.

The master put his hand on Zena's ring and took off his own robe, folding it in half and using it as a cushion on his hand: "Come, put him up."

Although Mo Zheng was puzzled, he still started to pull the skin off Yuan Chan's sleeve out of his trust in Yuan Chan and Leiyin Tiangong.

When I wrapped it just now, I just wanted to keep the air out, but now I’m a bit flustered when I want to take it off, and my hands are tangled in it...

Seeing this, Master Yuan Chan couldn't help but laugh out loud, and said to Yuan Hui beside him: "Brother Yuan Hui, come and help Master Ling Feng."

The three people were very cautious and held back their strength, fearing that they would hurt the delicate child.

He was quite happy and kept giggling at Mo Zheng.

"Oh~" Finally, the fat baby wearing the pink lotus bellyband was sent to Master Yuan Chan's robe.

Master Yuan Chan immediately wrapped the child in his cassock. His technique was obviously much more skillful than Mo Zheng's, and he wrapped the child tightly in a few strokes.

"Master, wait a moment. Let us try and see."

After saying that, he nodded to the other three brothers.

The four people began to gather around the child, and the sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures began again.

As the Buddhist chanting continued, a shadow of a golden lotus slowly emerged above the child. The scene was sacred and solemn.

Mo Zheng and his group, who had no idea what was going on, were dumbfounded. What the hell was this...

miracle?!

Before they could finish reading the scriptures, the golden refining shadow turned into a golden sword, and the child who had been silent before began to cry loudly.

Master Yuan Chan was almost freed from his grip, so he hurriedly used his magical powers in both hands to wrap the cassock and the child to prevent them from falling.

But the child's crying became louder and louder, and he looked extremely sad, which made people feel heartbroken.

Yuan Chan was the first to stop chanting. He looked up at the golden sword floating in the sky, which was becoming brighter and brighter. He shook his head and said, "The Golden Lotus has appeared in the world and has chosen its own path. Let it go."

Master Yuan Hai stared at the child, "Master, the Golden Lotus of Merit transformed into a child, making him a natural-born child of Buddha. How could he..."

Master Yuan Chan looked at him with a firm gaze and shook his head, "Don't force it."