Tmall Orphanage, 0-year-old kindergarten class.

Yang Chan was wearing an emerald green dress, as light as the gentlest wind and rain in spring, shuttling among a group of young lives. Her figure was busy and full of love, even though there were beads of sweat on her forehead, her persistence

And patience has not diminished at all.

However, these little angels who first came into the world did not seem to be considerate. Their world was full of the desire to explore and express, so they cried "Wow~", sobbed "Woooo~" and "Roar!"

"Protests, chirping" whispers, "quacking" laughter, and even "meowing" imitations are intertwined together.

Yang Chan hugged each little body one by one with infinite tenderness, and used her magical hands to soothe their uneasiness and anxiety one by one.

Breastfeeding, changing diapers, cleaning up every little accident, these seemingly trivial but crucial tasks, she completed carefully without any slack. Finally, as the last cry stopped, the small courtyard was enveloped in silence.

It was as if even the air had become softer.

At this time, Yang Chan completely ignored whether she still maintained the dignity that a lady should have. She walked out of the classroom quietly, letting her body relax, and landed on the bluestone outside the door. Her whole body seemed to be evacuated.

Gained strength.

"e=(′o｀*)))Alas!" She let out a long breath.

At that moment, the sun shined through the gaps in the leaves, shining on her tired but satisfied face, coating her with a golden glow.

At some point, Manager Chen quietly sat next to Yang Chan.

"Third Miss, now you can understand why the salary, benefits and benefits of this job are among the highest, but why so few people can do it and are willing to do it, right?

If you didn't have the aura that pleases the children, your job would be ten times and a hundred times more difficult!"

When Yang Chan heard this, she couldn't help but nodded slightly, with mixed feelings in her heart, as if she was a little shaken by her choice.

Recalling the time when she was full of curiosity, she asked Manager Chen to take her to experience this completely different life. In the blink of an eye, several months had passed, and the hardships were far beyond her imagination.

It’s too tiring to take care of the baby now, she doesn’t want to do it anymore!

From time to time, I even began to miss the happy times I spent with my sisters: traveling around mountains, lakes and seas, exchanging magic skills, chatting and laughing, flying kites under the blue sky, admiring flowers and fluttering butterflies in the flowers, drinking and eating meat, and talking freely.

The freedom and comfort of life.

However, whenever such thoughts flash through her mind, Yang Chan will immediately be occupied by another emotion - unwillingness and self-doubt. Is she really, as Le Ye said, a waste that can't do anything?

Such thoughts made her feel defeated and depressed.

"Meow~?" A chubby big white cat, with a small blue cat on its back, jumped closer and greeted him warmly in its unique way.

【Are you here to poop?】

Yang Chan:......

Yang Chan was speechless for a moment, her eyes moving between the three cats of different shapes. Especially the leading orange cat, who was tenderly holding a little guy who looked like a young fox tribe in his arms.

In order to ensure the safety of customers here, the voice of every creature here is meowing, and the people opposite will naturally understand what it means.

As for the child not using magic to block the sound, the reason is self-evident - young life forms are too delicate, and any additional magic burden may bring unpredictable risks.

"Oh, are you here to see off your children? Then leave it to me." Yang Chan quickly adjusted her attitude and responded with a smile.

"Meow~" The orange cat gently put down the child, gently clasped its two front paws together, and his face was full of compassion and solemnity.

【Amitabha, good, good, good.】

Hearing this, Yang Chan didn't take it seriously. In fact, so far, most of the people who have taken the trouble to send these young monsters here are monks, and only they are willing to dedicate their lives to charity.

Of course, there are also many bad people among monks.

As the old saying goes, if this bird is so big, it can be found in any forest.

"That's good, that's good." Yang Chan returned the greeting by gently clasping her hands, her eyes following the orange cat's slowly leaving back, her steps steady yet elegant, while the fat white cat and the thin blue cat following behind her were playing and playing along the way.

The picture is warm and strange.

"Three unique guys."

Yang Chan shook her head slightly, and walked into the orphanage with a trace of confusion and thought.

At this time, the morning light is shining, and the courtyard is already a lively scene. Human children seem to be born with endless vitality, laughing and crying intertwined into a cheerful overture, completely ignoring the surrounding environment;

In contrast, cubs such as the fox tribe and tiger tribe appear to be more calm, huddled quietly in their own little world.

This scene made Yang Chan curious.

According to common sense, the instinct of living things should be to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, especially putting life safety first, but why can these human children make such loud noises so carefree? In a crisis-ridden nature, wouldn't such behavior easily lead to

Those greedy beasts and spirits?

She shook her head again, put aside her doubts for the time being, took the bottle from Manager Chen, and gently fed the baby in her arms.

During the feeding process, Yang Chan couldn't help but think of those special phenomena in the spirit world.

Usually, the offspring born of spirits will inherit the form of their parents, but there are always some parents who are willing to spend all their efforts, efforts and mana during the pregnancy, just to let the child have a human form at birth, and be born close to the great path.

, so that you can practice more smoothly and avoid detours.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but gently lift a corner of the baby's soft clothes in her arms, glanced down first, and then looked up to see the pink and jade-carved, elf-like little face, a wave of excitement surged in her heart.

A feeling of indescribable satisfaction and joy.

"As expected of the fox tribe, she is truly a natural beauty." She whispered to herself, her eyes flashing with the light of motherhood. Looking at this little life sleeping peacefully in her arms, Yang Chan's heart seemed to be filled with a warm current.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! She imagined that this little life would thrive under her care, from toddler to running and playing, from babbling to being able to speak.

He is good at eloquence and eventually becomes a self-reliant creature with great love in his heart.

Finally, help more living beings.

And isn't all this the purest and most beautiful love in the world?

Manager Chen on the side could not help but cast his eyes on the gentle and holy figure of the third young lady Yang Chan, and subtle ripples could not help but appear in his heart.

Although there are as many handsome men and beautiful women as stars in the world of spiritual practice, as the old saying goes: "The beauty of the skin is as fleeting as morning dew; the beauty of the soul is as hard to find as a treasure."

The third young lady in front of him not only had an outstanding appearance, but also had a compassionate and heart-warming heart, which made it difficult for people to take their eyes away. However, this sudden heartbeat was quickly pressed by Chen Fei himself.

He shook his head violently, as if to expel this inappropriate thought.

If he could get ahold of the third lady, he would indeed avoid a lot of detours, and even go one step further and call the second master his brother-in-law.

But the problem is, he is immortal now. If he goes further, he will not be able to defeat the second master or Le Ye, so what is the use of progress? The key is that he has the third lady. With the second master’s temperament, he can only

Give up the vast forests of Little Red, Little Green, Little Tiger, and Big Ox.

That's not blood loss!

"Third Miss, I suddenly remembered that the rice at home has not been confiscated. Please say goodbye!" Chen Fei ran without any sloppiness.

There is no woman in my heart, so I run away from nature!

…

Years pass by in a hurry, just like flowing water. In this mortal world, years pass by in a blink of an eye.

During this time, the team of Buddhist scripture seekers from the Eastern Tang Dynasty of the human race embarked on a journey to the west to seek scriptures. Their footprints not only left a legacy of piety and tenacity, but also set off a series of changes along the way.

The big demon fell and fell, and countless little demons who had just glimpsed a glimmer of life in the darkness instantly lost their sheltered home and felt unprecedented despair and helplessness.

The death of the king and the separation of the ethnic groups are nothing less than the end of the world for them.

What makes the fairies even more distressed is that there are two big fairies with pure nature and great kindness. They either treat people with sincerity and don't forget to pay when buying ducks; or they have a gentle temperament and prefer oranges and naps.

Just like these two naive cows and the majestic yet gentle lion leader. However, they could not escape the trick of fate. They were mercilessly annihilated by the mighty army of heaven led by Sun Wukong, the former leader of the demon clan in the three realms.

Sun Wukong, the hero who once raised his arms and led the demon tribe to resist the heaven! Now he actually did such a thing.

Seductress!

…

Pansi Cave is hidden among the high mountains, surrounded by a thick miasma. The spiritual power here seems to have lost its order and shuttles around wantonly. In addition, there are poisonous insects and poisonous weeds everywhere, so ordinary practitioners can't avoid it.

However, at the edge of this seemingly lonely and uninhabited secret place, a crystal clear stream flows quietly, breaking the silence around it. Along the stream, bursts of laughter and laughter can be heard, like the sound of nature, penetrating the surroundings

The haze adds a bit of vitality and vitality to this dark place.

Following the sound, I saw six beautiful figures leaping in the stream. They were six girls in their prime. They either had smiles as bright as flowers and were cheerful; or they spoke softly and charmingly; or they were as crisp as silver bells.

, melodious to the ear; moreover, the little daughter’s innocence, tenderness and cuteness.

Although their clothes are simple and cool, their figures are even more graceful due to being soaked by the stream. Their skin shines with an alluring luster in the interplay of light and shadow, as if they are the most exquisite works of art in nature.

The six girls were playing and playing in the water, sometimes chasing waves, sometimes splashing water on each other, and their laughter echoed in the valley, adding a touch of rare warmth and joy to this deep Pansi Cave.

Not long after, a naive pig's face poked out from the grass, its eyes shining with curiosity and enjoyment, and it was concentrating on admiring the scenery in front of it.

This guy was naturally inspired by the Bodhisattva, and later his senior brother Sun Wukong "conquered the pig with his virtue". Zhu Gangxi, who "voluntarily" joined the Buddhist scripture-seeking team, was named Zhu Bajie by Tang Monk.

The master and his disciples traveled a long distance, but Tang Seng was exhausted, hungry, and mentally weak. In order to meet their urgent needs, they decided to determine the outcome by drawing fists, and the winner would go out to beg for alms.

Then, Bajie was unfortunately defeated by Wukong's fist.

The road was deserted, and just when Bajie was feeling disheartened, a unique beauty unexpectedly appeared in front of him - six women standing tall and graceful, like fairies among flowers.

To die under the peonies is to be a ghost!

Tsk tsk tsk, suck it~
To be continued...