Medicinal Immortal

Seeing this, several people smiled at each other, and then took the child, inquired about the courtyard where Master Xia Tang was located, and went to his courtyard.

In the courtyard, Tangning and Mo Ye were drinking tea and chatting. He heard a disciple coming in to report that it was someone from the Song family who came to visit. Tangning glanced at Mo Ye who was sitting opposite, and said to the disciple who came in to inform. : "Let them in!"

The disciple replied and withdrew. Not long after, the Song family walked in with the children.

Tangning's gaze flicked over the old man in front and the middle-aged man beside him, and his gaze fell on the three people who were a step behind.

The middle-aged man is not from the Song family. He seems to be Lin Zhiyuan from the Lin family. However, this man walks with the mother and child, holding the child's hand from the left to the right. At first glance, there is something else. Like a family.

"I have seen Master Tang."

A few people came in, but he didn't expect Master Tang to have guests here, he was still an extraordinary man. The few people didn't look over and explore too much. After all, it was not very polite. Besides, they didn't forget what they were doing here.

"Are you looking for something to do with me?" Tangning asked, as if there was nothing else that needed her! Why did you find her again?

"Master Tang, this is the case. After we went back today, we thought about what you said. We sat down to discuss it again tonight, and thought about sending the child to apprenticeship. However, my daughter said that she most wanted her child to worship Tang. The teacher is the teacher, so we came here." Father Song said briefly.

At this time, he still didn't know what kind of person the Tang master sitting in front of them was. He only knew that he was a monk in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, a young monk named Tang Master.

Mo Ye listened, and after taking a look at them, he glanced at the little boy again, then looked away, playing with the water cup and did not speak.

Tangning was startled after hearing this, and then laughed, "Do you want him to be a monk?"

Song Jingyi stepped forward and said, "Master Tang, I want Xiaoyou to be a lay disciple under Master Tang's seat." Being a monk is not enough. She is just such a son. She is not willing to let him. Escape into the empty door.

Hearing this, Tangning's eyebrows curled, and she looked at her and said, "Why do you want him to worship under my seat? You see, I'm just as big as him. Let him worship me as a teacher. Don't you think it delayed him?"

"If it weren't for Master Tang's guidance, I'm afraid I won't be able to find Xiaoyou. I know that Buddhism pays attention to a predestined character. I think Xiaoyou and Master Tang are predestined, and I hope Master Tang can accept him." The son stepped forward and said, "Master Tang, Xiaoyou is very sensible and obedient, and will definitely not cause trouble to Master Tang."

Tangning looked at the little boy in a clean and fitted robe. The five-year-old boy was very thin and looked about four years old, but his facial features were also delicate and beautiful, and his eyes carried the unique curiosity of children. And ignorant is looking at her.

She touched her bald head, smiled and turned to Mo Ye, who was sitting opposite, and asked, "Have you accepted the apprentice?"

Mo Ye paused with his hand playing with the water cup, glanced at the child, and said, "I'm not interested." He is not interested in accepting apprentices. If he has time to teach apprentices, it might as well...

He glanced at the person on the opposite side with a deep gaze, sighed silently in his heart, and took a sip of tea silently.