This little novice can be considered a Buddha's Son sent by the heavens to Jinshan Temple.
An infant in swaddling clothes floated down the river and finally landed on the shore outside Jinshan Temple. He was picked up and given a nickname, Jiang Liu'Er.
This child is precocious, able to walk at half a year, speak at one year, and by four, has read all the Buddhist scripture collections in Jinshan Temple. His Buddhist technique is no less than the abbot's.
The abbot can already imagine that after he passes a hundred years later, Jiang Liu'Er will surely inherit Jinshan Temple's foundation.
For the gaze from behind the abbot invests, Jiang Liu'Er no longer pays attention, as his mind is immersed in a mysterious conversation with an entity in his mind.
"Old system, this isn't right, not right at all. Are you sure this is really the Journey to the West world? Am I really that Tang Monk?"
