After returning home, the Crown Princess can no longer hide her vest!

Chapter 676: Dazzling
"The Tianbao of Yunyin Temple is here!"

Following a roar from North Street, the crowd on the street retreated like a whirlwind, and street vendors pushed carts, holding various tools, and scattered as if fleeing.

The little man appeared at the end of the long street, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a string of candied haws. He had a domineering expression on his face and rolled his eyes to the sky.

"Uncle Junior Master, let's go back."

"Why should I go back? I just came out for a walk. Look at them! I'm not some terrible beast!" The little guy touched his bald head and shook his head angrily.

The young monk in blue clothes following behind him looked no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, but his expression was calm.

"They don't welcome you very much."

"Zhiyuan, I don't like what you said!" The little bald man pouted and put his hands in his pockets and looked up at the sky, "What did I do to them? I don't rob or steal. Every time I go shopping, I pay for it!"

"But you always beat people up every time you go shopping."

"Who did I hit? If I hit someone, then it's my fault?"

Zhiyuan: ...I don’t blame you, but God?

"If those blind people hadn't rushed in front of me, why would I waste my energy to beat them?"

The little bald man took a bite of the candied haws and said, "I'm telling you, Zhiyuan, don't be too old-fashioned! Everyone is born with this first time, so just do what you like. As long as it's not against the law!"

Zhiyuan silently took out a woolen hat and put it on her, and the bald little head disappeared immediately.

"It's cold. I knitted it for you..."

"Zhiyuan, you are amazing. You are good at knitting and everything else!" The little bald man pulled his nephew's hand and touched it again and again.

Zhiyuan: ...

"When your hair grows out..."

"It doesn't matter!" The little bald man waved his hand calmly, "We are all bald, so no one should laugh at anyone else."

Zhiyuan: ...You are different from all of us!
"Next time, don't barbecue next to the Sutra Library. You might burn your hair..."

"It's still that elder!" The little bald man said indignantly, "If he hadn't flown down from the window to catch me, nothing would have happened!"

"The Northern Territory has been a bit unstable lately, with bandits running rampant. Be good in the temple and don't wander around."

"Don't worry, even bandits will kneel down and call me grandpa if they meet me!"

Zhiyuan: ...I feel so tired. Why do I suddenly not want to talk to this kid?

"Master Zhiyuan, Master Zhiyuan!" A stealthy figure crawled out from behind the stall and waved at Zhiyuan hurriedly.

The little bald guy stood with his legs crossed, one hand in his pocket, and looked at the man sideways, "Are you stupid or am I stupid? Do you think I can't see you or hear your voice?"

The vendor smiled awkwardly and crawled to Zhiyuan's side. "Master Zhiyuan, I heard that Huaihua Palace was robbed last night. Is this true?"

Zhiyuan nodded, "The group of people who came here are very powerful. They were able to move the Huaihua Palace without anyone noticing. Everyone should be careful in the next few days."

"Ah, is it true?" People crawled out from the corners one after another and gathered around Zhiyuan to inquire about the news.

"I heard from my friend that the gang of robbers was so rampant that they even took away all the floor tiles of Huaihua Palace."

"Yes, yes. They said that even the water source in the back mountain was moved away like a mountain being moved to fill the sea?"

"Oh my god, this is too amazing!"

"Is this something a robber could do?"

The little bald guy changed his hand and took the candied haws. "What kind of bandit are you? You can't talk!"

That was done by your ancestors! Not some bandits.

Who let that old woman in Huaihua Palace spread dirty rumors about her uncle, the monk? She deserved it! She was going to go there again tonight and check out Huaihua Palace again, even the treasure room under the ground!
"It's terrible. We don't know who these bandits are or where they are hiding."

Everyone was talking about it, but the little bald guy was the only one who had a blank expression on his face, holding a candied haws in his hand.

That night, Tianbao visited Huaihua Palace again at night. Through the window grilles, he saw the Grand Master of Huaihua Palace humming on the couch.

I didn’t have enough fun last night, so I’ll go to Huaihua Palace again and beat up that old woman later.

Having made up his mind, Tianbao jumped up and down and spent half the night pulling away the flowers and plants that had not been moved away last night, as well as the bricks on the roadside, and more than a dozen palace gates in front, behind, left and right.

Before leaving, he beat up the First and Second Palace Masters without anyone noticing, making sure they wouldn't be able to get out of bed for three to five months.

Looking at the area around Huaihua Palace, it was bare and there was nothing but some snow.

Very good, Tianbao nodded with satisfaction, put his hands in his pockets and left easily.

Biting a blade of grass, the little guy walked down the hillside and met a dozen big men head-on.

"Hey, where did this kid come from?"

"Could it be that this is the bastard child that the old lady from Huaihua Palace secretly gave birth to?"

"I heard that Huaihua Palace has been in trouble recently. Brother, let's go up at night and kill them all! Then take away anything valuable."

"Yes, yes, yes, kill them while they are sick."

The little bald man put his hands in his pockets and glanced at them expressionlessly, "You are the habitual criminals of the theft group that was wanted by the Central Plains and fled to our Northern Territory."

Everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Where did this brat come from? He speaks in such a cocky tone."

"I advise you not to go up there. It has been plucked up so hard that there is not even a blade of grass left!" The little bald man said in a bossy tone, "You, carry me down the mountain. If I am in a good mood, I might even let you go."

Everyone looked around in shock, and then burst into laughter again.

Oh my God, where did this mentally ill little kid come from? How did she say "let you go"?

"Kid! You want to go to heaven?"

"I think it's you who want to go to heaven!" The child said righteously with a stern face, "Do you know who I am?"

"Who are you?"

"The Northern Territory Tianbao Thief, you're talking about me!" Everyone looked at each other, and some couldn't help but burst into laughter, "I've never heard of it."

"I haven't heard of it either."

"Haven't you heard it tonight?" Tian Baobao said with a serious expression, pointing upwards and then at the ground.

"The entire Northern Territory is under my protection. Only I can control it. You! These outsiders, NONONO!"

Is this kid crazy? This is the first impression of the roving thief gang.

Immediately afterwards, a sturdy man took the lead in impatiently attacking, raised his fist as big as a bowl, and laughed grimly, "Give me back the Tianbao thief, I will send you to heaven!"

"How dare you lay a hand on your father!"

In the darkness of the night, there were bursts of banging and popping sounds, followed by screams and exclamations.

The Huaihua Palace far away on the top of the mountain had no idea what happened halfway up the mountain. After experiencing a disaster last night, the Grand Palace Master transferred all the manpower to the palace for defense.

But this could not prevent their palace master from being beaten up again, and everything in the palace was looted once again.

The young eldest disciple Zhu Ruonan squatted at the kitchen door, holding an empty rice bag and crying bitterly.

Damn robber!
They had just borrowed a little bit of rice from the neighboring sect, so how come it was stolen again?

Grand Palace Master Yuan Chenyu lay on the bed and groaned, "Close the palace gates. From today on, no, no more guests."

"Palace Master, how can we close the palace gate?" The disciples were in tears.

The palace gates around have been pried away. Now, apart from a few walls, the house is bare and has nothing else.

Yuan Chenyu spat out a mouthful of blood. She didn’t know if it was because of internal injuries caused by Tianbao, that damn kid, or if she was really angry and spat out blood…

the next day.

With the sound of "dangdangdang" gongs, North Street became lively.

Small vendors and passers-by looked over and saw a dozen big men in tattered clothes appearing at the corner of the street.

In the center was a sedan chair with hanging flowers, and the little evil star Tianbao was sitting steadily inside it, happily eating a roast chicken in one hand and a cake in the other.

“Dang!” The ragged burly man in the lead looked as if he had lost his parents. He struck a gong every time he took a step and shouted, “I am so-and-so, and I am convinced by the hands of the holy monk Tianbao of Yunyin Temple. I voluntarily convert to Buddhism and rebuild my glorious life!”

A dozen big men behind him did the same thing, all with sad faces, beating gongs and shouting.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Tianbao sat on the sedan chair, eating and muttering, "This is all for your own good! Think about the three great benefits of converting to our Yunyin Temple."

"From now on, the Tianbao Thief will protect you. Stealing has no future, but being a monk has a bright future! Fortunately, none of you have killed anyone, otherwise you would not be qualified to convert to our Yunyin Temple!"

The bandits: Thank you and your whole family.

"Bang!" The leader of the bandits beat the gongs and drums with a sad face, "After taking refuge in Yunyin Temple, we must be good people, regard Yunyin Temple as heaven, and Tianbao Saint Monk as earth! Amitabha, Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves the suffering."

Please show some mercy and save us first, woooo woooo.

"Tianbao!" A faint shadow floated in the air.

A white shirt flashed, and a young boy of about eleven or twelve years old, dressed in white monk's robes, appeared on the sedan chair.

"Okay, stop playing and go home for dinner."

"Brother Tianren, what delicious food do you want to eat today?"

"Your greasy hands must not be seen by the elders."

Tian Ren picked up the child and left, before glancing at the dozen or so bandits calmly, "Why don't you follow me?"

The bandits were filled with hatred and vengeance, so they left their sedan chair and hurried after him.

"Brother, are we really going to become monks?" The younger brother had a mask of pain on his face.

"So what? If you don't want to be a monk, can the little devil Tianbao give us the antidote when the poison attacks?"

The bandits counted one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, and then they started crying.

As soon as these words came out, I felt truly disheartened and hopeless.

But who should be blamed for all this?

You should never, ever, take advantage of a fire to start a robbery and go to the damn Sophora japonica Palace to join in the fun!
If you don’t go to Huaihua Palace, you won’t go up the mountain, and if you don’t go up the mountain, you naturally won’t meet the little devil Tianbao…

It’s fate, everything is fate, and we have no control over it.

Whenever he thought about how so many of them were unable to defeat a little baby, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Maybe being a monk is not bad, at least I can learn martial arts.

Tianbao had a delicious vegetarian meal, which made his belly full.

The old monk wiped her face and hands, and took her back to the dining room, "Tianbao, don't go out and make trouble tomorrow. You also need to review the lessons you missed in the past few days."

Tianbaobao nodded obediently.

"Tianbao, what are you going to do when you grow up?"

Without hesitation, the little bald man replied in all seriousness, "Travel around with Senior Brother Tianren and the others, preach the sutras everywhere, and save those who are destined to be saved! Carry forward our Yunyin Temple! Glory to Buddhism! Strive to make it the best temple in the world!"

The old monk almost spit out his tea and lost his composure.

Oh my, this little brat, it’s time to find her a decent family and live a good life...

Tianbaobao had no idea what the big monk uncle was thinking, so he looked up and gave him a cute smile.

Tianbaobao is a child who is really born to be dazzling, the old monk smiled kindly.

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<The End>
2025.3.8 7:33 PM Ziyun Creek

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