The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset Chapter 666

  Chapter 666 Heartbeat

   To Nan En's disappointment, there was no news of the Holy Lord's summoning until the next morning.

   "General, the Holy Lord secretly summoned Waka last night." Luo Bi came to report.

   "Waka?" Nan En frowned: "What?"

  Robi shook his head, "There is no eyeliner in the holy temple, so we don't know what they said."

   "Waka came out of the holy temple to meet me."

  When it was daylight, a car drove out of the side gate of the holy temple and disappeared in the mist of the first twilight.

  Robi led people to block the only way, "Master Waka, the general wants to see you."

Waka smiled and said: "I haven't seen the general for a long time, I should have gone to see him, but I'm sorry, I have an important business, so I can only go to see the general later, after all, it will delay the important affairs of the Holy Lord, the general and I I can't bear it."

  Moving out the Holy Master, leaving Robbie speechless to refute, he could only watch Waka's car leave.

  Robi went back and reported to Nan En, "General, what does this mean, Holy Master?"

  Nan En sneered: "As expected, I still overestimated the status of that man in her heart."

  In the palace of the crown prince, arrangements are underway for the crown prince to leave the palace.

  The destination this time is the seminary located in the western suburbs of Guyun City.

Prince Sang Luo is a third-year student of the Seminary. There is no distinction between princes and civilians there. Because there were many things in the palace some time ago, Sang Luo stayed in the royal city for a long time. Now that the crown prince has been settled, Prince Sang Luo still needs to Go on to seminary for education.

  It is said to be the western suburbs, but it is actually more than 20 kilometers away from the royal city, surrounded by deserted wasteland.

  Depart early in the morning and arrive at the gate of the seminary at eight o'clock sharp.

  The prince can only bring one guard to enter, so only Ming Jing accompanied Prince Sang Luo into the most mysterious university in the world.

  Sang Luo smiled and introduced the scenery and vegetation along the way: "The environment here is quiet, you will definitely like it."

  Ming Jing observed the surrounding environment, and it was really quiet. After walking for a long time, he didn't see a single person, not even a bird in the sky.

  The area here is really large, and it looks very empty. It is a kind of Baroque-style building. The spiers of the buildings have a breath of freedom that soars to the sky. Standing under the blue sky, it is romantic and solemn.

  In the central square, stands a pure white statue. It is a man holding a scepter with long hair and wearing a mask. The sculpture endows it with a soul, making it look sacred and unreachable.

   Ming Jing stared at the statue, and Sang Luo's gentle voice fell on his ears: "The Holy Lord is the belief in the hearts of all students, she is really amazing."

   "A high-ranking person should look down and show compassion."

  Unfortunately, all I see in her eyes is ambition.

  Ming Jing looked away, "Your Highness, we should go."

  Sang Luo glanced at her with a smile: "You will like this place."

  The dormitory group is located by the lake in the north. The environment is quiet. When you open the window, you can see the dark blue lake and the Yongs Mountain not far away. Under the blue sky and white clouds, it looks like a painting.

Sang Luo lived alone in a luxurious single room. When he was packing his luggage, someone knocked on the door. Ming Jing walked over to open the door. Outside the door stood a man in a dark blue uniform. His eyes fell on Ming Jing's face.

   "Sura, long time no see." Sang Luo greeted with a smile.

  Sura walked in and had a man-to-man hug with Sang Luo.

  Mingjing discovered that Sang Luo at this time did not have the halo of a prince, but was just an ordinary college student.

   "Is that him?" Sura's eyes once again fell on Ming Jing.

   "She is my friend." Sang Luo said.

  Sura threw a certificate to Der Spiegel: "From today, you will live with me."

   "That's not acceptable." Sang Luo smiled and shook her head.

"why?"

  Sang Luo didn't answer him, pointing to the corner of the room: "Put a bed here."

  Ming Jing picked up the certificate, which was similar to a student ID card, with her name—Gu Zhe, student number 1207, class—01 written on it.

  Ming Jing looked up at Sang Luo: "What's going on?"

   "You must stay by my side every step of the way." Sang Luo explained gently.

  Ming Jing put away his documents: "Subordinates always keep in mind their responsibilities."

  Sang Luo smiled: "Rest first, I will take you to dinner later."

  Sang Luo and Sura went out together.

   Not long after, someone knocked lightly on the door. Ming Jing opened the door, but there was no one outside the door. There was a bag on the ground, and inside was a blue uniform that was the same as Sura's.

   This is the school uniform here. The school badge is the same as the silver cedar medal of the Silver Armored Guards, but it is gold.

  Ten minutes later, Sang Luo's gentle voice sounded outside the door: "Are you ready?"

  Ming Jing opened the door, Sang Luo looked at her and smiled.

   "Very suitable," he said.

  The slight disappointment in the eyes disappeared instantly like a superficial touch.

Ming Jing and Sang Luo Sula went to the cafeteria located in the south of the dormitory, and they had to cross a lake in the middle. On the way, they would meet students in uniforms in twos and threes, holding textbooks in their arms, and walking in a hurry. No one would pay much attention to Sang Luosula. With just one glance from the three of them, even if Sang Luogui is the crown prince.

These people have skins and hairs of various colors, and the differences in races form a strange fusion here. The mature or immature faces are full of thirst for knowledge and an almost crazy desire. persistent.

  Ding Jing finally felt that this was a normal university.

  The canteen is not the open canteen imagined by Ding Spiegel, but a private room with elegant environment. The orderer is a robot, who chooses the food he likes on the tablet, and the robot will deliver the order to the table after placing the order.

   On the menu, almost all cuisines in the world are listed, as long as you can think of it, you can find it here.

  Sang Luo put the tablet in front of Ming Jing: "Order whatever you like?"

  Ming Jing pushed the tablet in front of him again: "Your Highness, you can order first, and the subordinates can eat whatever they want."

  Sang Luo glanced at her, and Sura snatched the tablet: "I'll have some."

  Sura is a carnivore, and almost all of her orders are meat. Sang Luo sighed, picked up another tablet, opened the Chinese menu, and carefully selected.

  After the dishes were served, Sura couldn't wait to gnaw on the roast leg of lamb. She was quite surprised to see the two people next to them eating the same vegetarian dish, and even holding the chopsticks in exactly the same way.

  Sura carefully looked at the boy opposite, "No wonder you are the first friend he brought in, you two really like each other."

  Ming Jing ate quietly, turning a deaf ear.

  Sura felt quite bored, so she approached Sang Luo and whispered, "How can you bear such a boring character?"

  Sang Luo glanced at the person who was dining elegantly opposite, and the smile on his lips was even more gentle.

   "No, I think it's very interesting."

  Sura said helplessly: "Sang Luo, you are finished, your eyes betrayed you."

  Sang Luo raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

  Sura thought of something, and looked worried: "Do you really want to marry the saint?"

  He is Sang Luo's most trusted classmate and friend in this school, and only he knows how Sang Luo is walking on thin ice under the hands of the Lord and the General.

  The saint is obviously the tool used by the Lord to restrain Sang Luo.

  Sang Luo glanced at him with a smile: "Do you think the saint is not good?"

Su La is not the group of crazy lunatics in the theology class. He who advocates science does not believe in saints and saints, but this kind of words cannot be said directly. Even in the seminary, there are eyes and ears of silver armor guards. .

  Sura shook her head: "I just hope you can be happy."

  Sang Luo's gentle eyes fell on the "boy" opposite.

   He said in a soft voice: "I will be happy."

  Sura patted him on the shoulder: "Just tell me if you need anything."

  The students of the Seminary implement a point system. All students can freely choose the courses they study, and they will be assessed once a month. If they pass the assessment, their points will increase. Only when the points reach 1000 points can they graduate smoothly.

The seminary courses are very complicated, covering almost all subjects from all walks of life, the most mysterious of which is the theology class, and the science class that Sang Luo is in is divided into three branches: physics, astronomy, and mathematics. Sang Luo's Class 1 is the physics class, in addition to the martial arts class and the medical class, these classes have more and more complicated branches.

For Sang Luo's identity, he doesn't need to be a physicist. He is only interested in physics. He also minored in international finance and politics. Sang Luo is also very interested in Huaguo culture, and he also minored in Huaguo culture. Chinese classics "The Analects of Confucius" and "The Doctrine of the Mean", he wants to know how an ancient feudal country that has been passed down for thousands of years successfully completed the transition. It is really a very interesting nation, full of mysterious charm.

  During this class, Ming Jing only saw eight people in the classroom, including her and Sang Luo.

The lecturer was an old man with beards. Ming Jing felt that he looked familiar, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to appear in an international journal of physics. He was an international academician full of honors and had made outstanding contributions to the development of physics. contribute.

  Such a physicist who should have retired after graduation, but standing here teaching, Ding Jing suddenly felt a little unreal.

  The course is very interesting. Der Spiegel doesn't have a deep understanding of physics research, and what she learned in high school is only a superficial surface, but she was fascinated by listening to it, and devoted herself to the ocean of knowledge.

  While she was listening to the class seriously, she didn't realize that a pair of eyes beside her had been watching her tenderly.

  After the class was over, a notebook was handed over, and Ming Spiegel looked up.

  Sang Luo smiled and said: "Your foundation is not enough, the more you listen, the more confused you will become. I have sorted out some key points. If you study in order, it will bring you great progress."

  Ming Jing took it over: "Thank you."

   Opposite the teaching building, there is a huge wall of honor, on which all the honorary alumni are listed. Mingjing saw many famous people, and it turned out that all of these people graduated from this university.

  In the latest column, the sequence of physics, there is a blank space, no photo, no introduction, his absence is very abrupt.

   "What's wrong?" Sang Luo walked over and asked.

   "This wall is an honor to show off, did the person who was taken off make a mistake or to hide something?"

  Sang Luo smiled and shook his head: "You are always so smart, so guess who he is?"

   “I am a man, not a god.”

  One sentence made Sang Luo laugh.

   "Sang Luo, the lunatics in the theology class are starting to make trouble again. They say they can sense the existence of the saint, and it's in this university." Sura walked over and said, with contempt in her eyes that couldn't be hidden.

  The students in the theology class regard the Holy Lord as their lifelong faith, and they are the most devout Saha believers. If they are loyal to the Holy Lord, this group of lunatics is the only one.

  After the news of the arrival of the Virgin was announced, they were also the happiest and most excited.

  Sang Luo raised his eyebrows, smiled and looked at Ming Jing: "Let's go and have a look."

  Ming Jing shook his head, and before he could speak, he was forcibly pulled away by Sura: "Hurry up, hurry up, you won't be able to see a good show later."

  When the three of Ming Jing came to the square, many students had already gathered around them. On the high platform in the center, a group of people wearing white robes and No-mask masks walked and chanted hymns. The scene was very strange.

  The actions of these people caught everyone's eyes, they were extremely weird, similar to lunatics pretending to be ghosts, their singing voices had a calm and distant power, which spread far and wide between heaven and earth.

  These students don't ask about world affairs anymore, they still have heard about the saint who is about to be born. Seeing the arrival of Prince Sangluo, they all looked at him, and automatically ignored the two standing beside him.

  A small man in a white robe and mask suddenly rushed down from the high platform, sniffing around in the crowd, and the crowd avoided him one after another.

  The girls' minds became active instead. The status of the saint is respected. To be able to marry such a glorious figure as Prince Sangluo, or the future empress, this is almost the best destination for a girl in this life.

  No one knows who the saint is, but it is rumored that she is hiding in the world, and her soul has not yet awakened. Only the day when the spring thunder strikes, everything will recover and insects will come out, and the holy soul of the saint will awaken at that moment.

  Yes, the reincarnation of the saint must be in this school that gathers the most wisdom and courage in the world. In this way, each of them has a chance.

   One step, you can reach the sky.

  The white-robed man turned around in the crowd, finally, he stopped in front of a young man, and slowly raised his head.

  He is very short, and he needs to look up to see the boy's face.

  There was a murmur behind the mask: "Weird..."

  He wanted to touch the boy's hand, but a big palm grabbed his hand.

   A smiling voice fell on my ears: "What do you want to do?"

  The man in white robe looked intently, trembling with fright: "Your Highness...His Royal Highness..."

  Sang Luo let go of his hand, his tall body completely enveloped the young man in his shadow.

   "She is my friend." The gentle but majestic tone seemed to warn everyone.

  The man in white robe wanted to look at the boy again, but met Sang Luo's deep eyes, and ran away in fright.

  Everyone just thought that this group of people was really crazy, how could the saint be a teenager, only this time they were messing around again, and soon everyone dispersed.

  The white-robed man and his companion gathered together to mutter something, and glanced this way from time to time, and soon they packed up their things and left in a hurry.

  Sura covered her stomach and laughed loudly: "I just said that this group of lunatics are here to sensationalize again. How can you be a saint? I don't think there is any saint in this world..."

  Feeling a cold gaze fall on her face, Sura touched her nose in embarrassment.

   This incident was an episode, and soon no one cared about it.

  The courses here are very busy. Everyone lives at 3:00 a.m. every day, either in the classroom or in the laboratory cafeteria. The dormitory is just a place to sleep at night, and many people live directly in the laboratory.

  The laboratory is of a very high level, and students at Der Spiegel's level do not yet have permission to enter.

  Sang Luo couldn't do anything about it, he asked Ming Jing to wait for him in the dormitory, not to run around.

  Ming Jing was on his way to the cafeteria, a little boy suddenly jumped out and blocked Ming Jing's way.

  Ming Jing smiled calmly.

  The little boy was wearing the iconic white robe. He was the student in the theology class who was taught by Sang Luo that day.

   "You have the cleanest breath on you."

  The little boy's eyes were very enthusiastic, and he was about to touch Ming Jing's hand when he came up.

   "I can feel your soul, can you give me your hand?"

  Ming Jing raised his eyebrows, and put his hand in his palm.

  The little boy stood upright, with his eyes closed, and his expression was almost pious and solemn.

   "I sense the sadness deep in your soul, you must have many sad past events, oh no, I saw an imprisoned soul, she is in pain, she wants to break free..."

  The little boy suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Ming Jing as if he was looking at some monster.

   "How can one body have two souls, it's incredible."

"This is the greatest gift of the gods. When two souls are fused together, the most holy and noble soul in the world will be born. This time may be one day, one year or ten years. Tell me, you need me to help you what?"

  The little boy did not speak like a child at all, but like a mature old man.

  Ming Jing shook his head: "I don't need anything."

  Ming Jing started to leave, and the little boy hurried to catch up: "Maybe you think I'm talking like a madman, but you have to believe that there are really gods in this world, and this suffering world needs to be saved."

  Ming Jing stopped and turned to look at him.

   "If you want to help me, then tell me, who is the missing physicist on the wall of glory?"

  The little boy scratched his head, very confused: "I... I don't know."

  Ming Jing turned and left, and the little boy immediately said, "I'll check now, I can definitely help you."

  He unconditionally believes in the saint, who is sent by the gods to save the world.

  She will not do anything to destroy humanity.

  When Sang Luo returned to the dormitory, the man was lying under the lamp, and fell asleep at some point.

  Sang Luo walked over with light steps, picked up the blanket from the sofa and gently draped it over her body.

  He had never seen such a single-minded person, and his tireless spirit amazed him.

   Only at this time can he look at her quietly.

  Used to her disguise, he almost forgot her original appearance.

  The raised hand wanted to touch the eyebrows that were close at hand, but finally put it down helplessly.

  Your heart is like the clouds in the sky and the wind in your ears, which is beyond reach.

   Maybe I can't figure it out in my whole life, but just watching it like this is also full of joy.

  Sang Luo sat under the lamp, the room was quiet, the sound of the clock ticking perfectly blended with his heartbeat, he couldn't tell whether it was the clock beating or his heart beating.

  There is no crown prince status, no complicated situation, no pressure from all walks of life, the whole world seems to be just you and me.

  My heart is restless, uneasy, like a sinking abyss, only by your side can I gain the power of peace.

  Are you willing to stay by my side forever?

  He looked at the sleeping girl, under the light, his eyes were full of tenderness.

  Bo Yuxun did not stop studying in the prison, he was very self-disciplined, and would chat with the guards guarding him, firstly to improve his experience, and secondly to inquire about news.

  Someone came to deliver food to him that day, and Bo Yuxun took it silently.

  Feeling the gaze above his head, Bo Yuxun raised his head subconsciously.

  The man nodded, turned and left.

  When Bo Yuxun and other guards went to take a lunch break, with the monitor on their backs behind their backs, they picked through the rice and found a note.

  Bo Yuxun quickly read the note and stuffed it into his mouth.

   Not long after, he clutched his stomach and moaned. The guard panicked when he saw this, and immediately went to ask Luo Bi for instructions.

  Robi didn't dare to let this person have an accident, and sent someone to call for a doctor.

   As a result, Bo Yuxun sprayed blood on the doctor, almost scaring the doctor to death. Robbie was also startled. He didn't care to ask Nan En for instructions, and sent him directly to the best hospital in the city.

  The hook snake guarding outside the prison saw that Bo Yuxun was being carried out with blood on his body, he couldn't help but turn pale with fright, and hurried to the holy temple in the south.

  (end of this chapter)

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