The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset Chapter 88

Chapter 88 Wangchuan (two more)

"I'm looking for someone, has she ever walked through here."

The girl took out a portrait and showed it to Po Meng.

Po Meng gave her a frightened look, saw the girl in the painting, and said: "Leave a drop of your tears, and I will tell you."

"I won't shed tears."

"It's impossible, people will shed tears, and the tears of compassion from the Buddha girl are even rarer in the world. Adding to my soup, there will be no more fish that slip through the net."

"But I never shed tears." She said.

Meng Po looked at her and smiled: "It's a flash in the pan, it's only for Vedo. To the person who can make you cry willingly on that day, you will return me a drop of tears again."

Mingjing nodded: "Mother-in-law, tell me, where is she?"

"Three months ago, she was wandering by the Wangchuan River. She has not reached the end of her life, so she cannot cross the Naihe Bridge. I don't know why she lived here. I don't know what day she disappeared. She may fall into the Wangchuan River and become Lonely savage ghost."

Under the Naihe Bridge, in the Wangchuan River, the river is scarlet and ferocious, and the insects, snakes and lone ghosts struggle endlessly in the meantime,

Mingjing glanced, ignoring the horror, and said lightly: "You lie to me."

She stared at Po Meng suddenly, but the girl's dark eyes were even more terrifying than Wang Chuanhe.

Meng Po was taken aback, and her heart was indeed a Buddha girl.

"The underworld is infinite, and there are hundreds of millions of evil spirits. It is as difficult as climbing to find someone. The old lady greets her every day. She has a bad memory. Maybe she remembered it wrong."

Ming Jing turned her head and was about to walk on the bridge, and Po Meng's voice came from behind: "This is how the mortals cannot cross the bridge, and they will lose their memories..."

Ming Jing just took a step, when a gust of wind blew, she felt her strength gradually losing.

Before her consciousness disappeared, she heard Po Meng loudly say: "You remember a tear owed to the old woman, don't forget, or my old woman will follow you forever..."

The candlelight flickers, and the blue color is even worse.

Ming Jing suddenly opened his eyes and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Under the dangling blue candlelight, the girl's complexion was pale and terrifying, and the **** color in the depths of her pupils was fleeting.

One hand supported her chest, and it took a while for Mingjing to relax before gradually calming the blood surge in her chest.

Sure enough...She is still very shallow, and this nine lunar technique can't be used for a long time, and she almost lost her soul.

"Sister, where are you?"

After the death of Master Xian, Senior Sister fell ill. Ming Jing thought it was just an ordinary wind chill, but it has been a week since Senior Sister did not wake up.

She noticed something was wrong, and used the Nine Lights Technique to investigate, only to find that the soul of the senior sister was out of the body, and she didn't know where it went.

She found in ancient books that if the soul is removed from the body, find the Buddha's vajra and holy flag, and activate the dojo, the soul can be recalled, but these two Buddha artifacts have long been lost for thousands of years.

Before she could find the magic weapon to recall her soul, her body was taken away.

It turned out that this was the catastrophe that the senior sister had hit.

The only way to do this is to find the soul of the senior sister as soon as possible and help her return to the body, otherwise it will be too late for the senior sister to return when the three souls return to their place and become one with the body of the senior sister.

As long as it is confirmed that the senior sister is still alive and not in reincarnation, it is enough.

"Second sister, are you sick? Why is your face so pale?"

At the breakfast table, Mingchen looked at Ming Spiegel worriedly.

"It's okay, maybe I have a cold. I have taken medicine."

"Sister, you must take good care of your body. Don't you have to take an exam in a few days?"

Mingjing nodded: "I know it in my heart."

Zhou's mother's heart jumped, looking at Ming Jing's pale face, she was a little worried.

How can you catch a cold on this hot day?

Did the cold air blow? Many young people are prone to air-conditioning disease.

Han Suwen's mobile phone in the pocket of her apron vibrated. She looked at Zhou's apologetically, and took her mobile phone to the garden from the back door of the kitchen.

"Suwen, how have you been recently?" A worried voice from a man came from the phone.

"I'm fine, you called, is the date of divorce confirmed? I will be with you at any time."

Han Suwen said coldly.

"Suwen...you...where do you live now?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

"Suwen, I miss you very much, will you come back, I promise, Mom will never interfere with our affairs in the future."

"Qin Xu, you touched your own conscience and said, how many times have you said this? I tell you, it's impossible, you should die of this heart, if it's not for divorce, don't call me afterwards. "After that, I hung up the phone.

Qin Xu looked at the screen of the phone that was hung up with an ugly face.

"This shameless hoof, shameless, if you don't come back, then never come back." Cai Ping cursed.

Cai Rong rolled her eyes and asked: "My sister-in-law is now being taken in by Miss Zhu. She should have a good time, and she probably won't want to come back."

"Miss Zhu is blind, what do you think of her?"

"Aunt Cai, don't say that. Haven't you heard the rumors in the city recently? This Miss Zhu is very powerful. I heard that if you are disrespectful to her, you will eat yourself back."

Cai Ping had the look of the girl she had seen that day flashed in her mind. What was impressive was the pair of eyes, as if she had seen everything through, but she still had a lingering fear when she thought about it now.

Cai Ping was inexplicably frightened, but unconvincedly hummed: "It's just a yellow-haired girl, what am I afraid of her doing? She doesn't eat as much salt as my old lady walks on the bridge. She treats her as a Bodhisattva, and everyone has to provide for her. Bah, it doesn't look big."

With a "click", the portrait hanging on the west wall suddenly became crooked.

"Ah..." Cai Rong suddenly screamed and jumped up to jump into Qin Xu's arms.

"Brother Qin, I'm so scared."

Qin Xu wanted to push her away, but the other party held her tightly.

Cai Rong originally just said this casually, but in fact she felt that the external transmission was too exaggerated. It was only at this moment that she realized that it was not exaggerated at all, and that Miss Zhu was also too scary.

Cai Ping's face turned green, as if sitting on the sofa as if she was silly.

After a while, she stood up and walked carefully to the portrait, clasping her hands together: "Old Qin, I'm sorry, you must bless our family in the sky, don't let the little ghost enter our house."

"Miss Amitabha Buddha, your lord has a lot, forgive my old lady for this mouth, bah bah bah..."

Qin Xu pushed Cai Rong away, and said with an ugly face: "Well, there will be endless, one by one nervous."

"Shut up." Cai Ping turned her head and glared at him: "You can't be disrespectful to the gods and Buddha, please give Miss Zhu apologize."

Qin Xu was so troubled by their noisy that he threw them away and went out.

Unknowingly, I walked to Mingshan Mountain. The top of the mountain in front is the famous villa area in Jiangzhou, where most of the rich and famous in Jiangzhou live.

Including Zhu's family.

Qin Xu was expelled by security guards before he approached.

The security here is tight, and people such as idlers are absolutely forbidden to enter. Vehicles entering and exiting are not allowed to enter unless they have been registered by the owner.

"I... I'll go to Zhu's family to find someone. Brother, please be accommodating."

The security guard smiled angrily: "You know how many celebrities have come to see Miss Zhu in the past few days. No one can see Miss Zhu's face. You see how poor your whole body is. Dreaming faster, go quickly, don't Get in the way here."

"I am looking for Miss Zhu to really have something..."

The security guard did not listen to his explanation at all, and said to the walkie-talkie: "There is a disturbance at the door, send someone to solve it as soon as possible."

Qin Xu had no choice but to leave.

I didn't expect it to be so difficult to meet Miss Zhu.

Mingxin waited for three days, but did not wait for Der Spiegel.

There is no cell phone, no computer, and she has no access to anything except TV.

Three meals a day were brought in by the nursing staff. There was a special rehabilitation area in the ward. As soon as she left the room, two bodyguards in black stopped her.

is equivalent to saying that she is under house arrest in disguise.

Thinking of the girl named Ming Jing, she felt a little jealous.

At this time, all it takes is patience.

Not in a hurry, people who have died once, sometimes it's time.

TV is still overwhelming news about Liang Yanran's suicide. She was tired of watching it. After a round, only the music station was a clear stream.

"Wow, Qufeitai." Staring brightly at the young singing and dancing boy on TV, his eyes gleamed.

Ming Jing looked at the two poached eggs and one fried intestine on the dinner plate, and looked up at Han Suwen.

Han Suwen smiled and said: "Miss will have an exam this morning. Congratulations to Miss for winning the championship with 100 points in the exam in advance."

Ming Jing smiled, and finally got a little **** face, no longer the scary appearance of the white a few days ago.

"Sister Suwen, a perfect score of 120 in the Math League."

"Huh?" Han Suwen collapsed, reaching out to serve the dinner plate.

"Stop eating the lady."

"It doesn't matter." Ming Jing picked up the chopsticks and picked up the sausage.

After dinner, Ming Jing carried his schoolbag and went out.

Today is the provincial mathematics league exam. It is divided into morning and afternoon sessions. In the morning, it tests algebraic geometry and combination. In the afternoon, it tests number theory algebra. The total score is 120 points.

The top five in the Jiangzhou Division can enter the provincial team and will face even more brutal competition.

Mingjing walked into the examination room, and for an instant the sight of the examination room fell on her.

The candidates in this examination room come from high schools of various sizes in Jiangzhou, and from prefecture-level cities. Except for Tang Wan who is in the same examination room, almost no one knows her.

These people saw Der Spiegel, their eyes flashed by surprise.

Ming Jing sat down in the only vacant seat in the audience. Coincidentally, Tang Wan was sitting in her back seat.

Tang Yan stared at the back of Ming Jing's head, and suddenly remembered an important thing.

If Ming Jing is a nun, she must be bald.

Now let's look at how Der Spiegel's hair looks fake.

It turns out that she has always been wearing a wig.

Fan'er, who has been holding the goddess, is actually a bald nun. Song Yinzhang was deceived by her appearance.

If Song Yinzhang saw her bald, she would be very sick.

There are also these people who were amazed by her, you may want to poke your eyes.

"Knocking." The desk was knocked.

Tang Wan suddenly recovered. The invigilator looked at her coldly, and said in a majestic tone: "Students, please answer the questions seriously and do not look around, otherwise the test papers will be confiscated, the results will be cancelled, and the test will be banned for one year."

唰唰唰, the neat pen-down sound is clearly audible.

Tang Yan blushed, and quickly lowered his head to pretend to do a question.

(End of this chapter)

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