[A Chinese Girl] The high-cold male god is a Buddhist female disciple

East Yan.

When the familiar heat wave hit her face, Su Liangmeng breathed the air she had been away for four years, and the asphalt road under her feet gave her an unreal feeling.

Compared with the tall and straight palm trees in the south, poplars and sycamores are more common in the north.

"I used to be an enemy of the world/drunk and never go back/hunting red clothes and flying sleeves into a dream/fighting in the rivers and lakes/swords are ruthless and you can do whatever you want..."

"Erhuo Meng, you're back to Dongyan!!" Dongfang Heng's heart-piercing shout came from the phone.

Su Liangmeng held the phone far away: "Hey, what, what are you talking about, I'm in the elevator, the signal is not good, so hang up first."

When Su Liangmeng returned to Dongyan this time, no one told him.I took a week's leave from the company, packed a small suitcase, took my computer and left quietly.

Two days ago, her father called to say that her mother was seriously ill, and the hospital issued a critical illness notice.

What Su Kangzhi meant was to let her come back and see her for the last time, so he did not give birth to her in vain.

With tears in his voice, he almost knelt down for her across the phone.

Su Liangmeng sneered at this, but if they still regarded themselves as their daughters, they would not have no news for four years, and they would take wool from themselves as soon as they graduated.

But no matter what, it was her mother after all, the last side?We still have to see you.

However, no one expected that there would be no return date after this trip.

After leaving the train station, there was a subway station next to it. Su Liangmeng stood quietly in front of the ticket machine, tapped the screen a few times, and bought the ticket to the passenger station.

Her home is in the country, and she has to back up a bus in a while before she can go back.

"...Traveling around the world, Yunyou is for you... Impression Baoping welcomes you!"

On the big screen on the wall of the subway station, several promotional videos are being played in a loop. Among them, an advertisement for traveling to Baoping Mountain caught Su Liangmeng's attention.

Dongfang Heng held up his mobile phone and huffed and panted heavily, you're so cute, you've got a lot of guts, why didn't you just run to Dongyan without saying a word?

"Who provoked this? You are so angry." The colleague next to him cast a curious look.

"It's okay, my sister went back to her hometown and didn't tell me." Dongfang Heng explained.

The man covered his mouth and smiled, joking with her: "You're not a child anymore, do you have to make a report when you get home?"

"No, I'm just angry." Dongfang Heng was absent-minded, tapping on the keyboard with his fingers.

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Heng Ji: Little caterpillar, little caterpillar, hurry back

Qingchi:?

Hang Ji: Where are you Dongyan?

Blue Pond: Baoping Nunnery

At this moment, Mo Qingjia was adding oil to the ever-burning lamp, answering Dongfang Heng's words intermittently.

The two of them have barely chatted since they joined the button, and the chat records of those three or two sentences are all about Su Liangmeng.

Hang Ji: What district is Baoping Nunnery in? Do you know Erhuo Meng has returned to Dongyan’s hometown?

With a bang, a lotus-shaped ever-burning lamp was knocked over to the ground. Mo Qingjia raised her hand to pick it up, and in a trance, her fingers poked into the lamp oil.With a cold hiss, he quickly withdrew his hand, and reflexively swung it a few times in front of his eyes, the pain was burning, and the index finger was scalded with red blisters.

She was jumping around like a rabbit in her heart, her mind was full of Su Liangmeng's return to Dongyan.

Aoike: when

Hang Hime: now

Qingchi:?

Hang Ji: She should be in Dongyan. I called her company to ask. Erhuo Meng asked for leave yesterday.

Hang Hime: I guess I left by train that night

yesterday?They also played sophomore brush fish together yesterday, and she used data to play games on the train?No wonder the card is always dropped.

Mo Qingjia switched her right hand to pick up the lotus ever-burning lantern, this time she held the handle of the lantern firmly, picked it up and put it in a good place.

He Ji: I originally asked her to come to my house for dinner tonight, but she said that there was a company party, so I had no choice but to call the front desk and ask.

Hang Ji: Who knew that this little girl could learn to lie

Hang Ji: When she comes back, I have to break her dog legs

Hang Ji: No, I have to be busy, she is in Dongyan, take care of her, she is short-sighted, I am afraid she will be cheated

Qingchi: Where is her hometown?

Hang Ji: Qihe County

Qihe County is a subordinate county of Dongyan City. It is in the southeast corner of Dongyan's territory and also the southernmost boundary of Pingyu Province.

A river named Qihe originates from a branch of the Yellow River, flows south into Wenxu City of Tongyu Province in the neighboring province, and runs through the entire Qihe County, so the county is named Qihe County.

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Qingchi: Second Master, I got burned, it hurts so much

After cleaning up the scene, Mo Qingjia took a photo of her burnt finger and sent it to Su Liangmeng. She was angry that she didn't tell her when she came back.

After Mo Qingjia finished sending the message, she put her hand under the faucet and rinsed it, as if it would relieve the pain.The cold water flowed through her fingers, bringing some coolness to the hot summer and soothing her restless heart.

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Su Liangmeng was squeezing the bus. There was no direct subway from the subway station to Baoping Mountain. Su Liangmeng transferred to the bus after arriving at the passenger station.

At this time, it is the time for office workers to get off work. The bus is already overcrowded. Everyone is playing with their mobile phones with their heads down, or wearing earphones to make calls.

Su Liangmeng got on the bus at the passenger station. At that time, there were few people in the bus, so she managed to sit in the last row of... the seats.

The weather is hot, and people who are steaming panic.The air conditioner was turned on on the bus, and the windows were all closed, so the ventilation was not very good.Su Liangmeng sat at the end, wobbly and a little motion sick.

The chat message between her and Qingqing still stays on the picture she sent.

Su Liangmeng held the mobile phone in one hand, and tightly clutched an empty transparent plastic bag with the words xx big pharmacy printed on it.

Every time she felt dizzy and felt a surge in her throat, she quickly put the plastic bag to her mouth to prevent herself from being motion sick and spit it out in the car.

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Qingqing: Second Master, you have returned to Dongyan

A dream of yellow beams on a pillow: Well, my mother is seriously ill, or she will die

Qingqing: Condolences

A dream of yellow beams: thank you

Su Liangmeng stared at the phone with dizzy eyes, finally sent two messages, and then retched again, causing everyone around to avoid her.

She leaned her head against the window, trying to look out as much as possible to relieve the symptoms of motion sickness.

From the big screen in the subway station, when she saw the promotional video of Baoping Mountain, she changed her mind to go home first and see Qingqing again.

The beautiful scenery of Baoping Mountain stimulated her brain, so she simply changed her mind and went to see Qingqing first. The promise she made at the beginning must be fulfilled.

She didn't tell the other party, because she also wanted to surprise Qingqing.

Mo Qingjia typed and deleted, rubbing her bald head angrily.

There was a wry smile on her face, while she was looking forward to meeting Su Liangmeng, on the other hand, she was afraid that after Su Liang dreamed of her, she would be annoyed that she played games and deliberately concealed them.

This is probably the timidity of the neighbors.

Cicadas announce the summer on the trees, swallows glide through the branches of the trees, and the road into the mountain is covered by the dense and emerald green poplars.Layers of steps hide in the shade of trees to enjoy the cool.When people walk on it, they don't feel hot, but rather cool.

Under the door of the archway painted red and painted with gold, there is a stone lion on the left and right, which is majestic and majestic, guarding the entrance of Baoping Mountain day and night.

A long leg stepped down from the car, white and flawless, like pearls and jade, attracting tourists around to stop and look at it.

Then, a beautiful woman in a cheongsam got out of the car. She was wearing a white classic dark-pattern cheongsam, which made her figure bulge.The embroidery on the neckline is simple and elegant, adding a few gentle and romantic touches.The slit skirt made her legs look very slender and graceful.

Her hair is tucked into a low bun, except for the other pearl barrette by the right ear, there is no decoration, but it is not monotonous, which makes people feel that it should be like this.

After she got out of the car, the black suit with the umbrella on the side immediately moved the umbrella over her head to shade her from the sun.

She waved her hand and stepped forward first.Only then did everyone notice that she was actually wearing a pair of [-]cm high heels on her feet.

Looking at this posture, it doesn't look like he's here to climb a mountain, but he looks like he's here for a banquet.

As she walked away, the black suit did not follow up immediately, but stepped forward after the cheongsam beauty walked a certain distance.

The beauty in the cheongsam naturally raised the hem of her skirt, stepped on high heels, and went up the mountain.

Everyone sighed for a while. It takes courage to climb mountains in cheongsam and high heels.

And look at themselves, they are tired and paralyzed after running in sneakers all day, not to mention that beautiful woman in cheongsam.

"Hey, look at that car, it seems to belong to Qiao's family." The gray-haired old man elbowed his companion's stomach and pointed to the car where the cheongsam beauty got off.

The companion is also an uncle in his sixties, seventies, and probably has bad eyesight, so he stretched his head to look at it: "Oh, isn't it, isn't that Joe's second child's car?"

"The second youngest of the Qiao family has been dead for several years, and now his daughter is driving this car," the first old man showed a regretful expression, "Fortunately, his daughter is also supporting him."

The companion also sighed: "It's a pity, she died young and has no successors. How much can a girl support?"

"The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse. After all, it belongs to a century-old family. Besides, Mr. Qiao is still in charge of Qiao's family."

"He's older than both of you, how many years can he live? Look at old man Yuan, isn't he still lying in the hospital now?"

"Come on, you, say a few words less, and live a few more years."

"The person who stepped into the coffin with half a leg, not bad for those few years."

"Hey, I said you are an old king, if you become so cruel, you will even curse yourself." The old man raised his hand and waved a white crane to spread its wings.

The companion, Old Wang, lunged and jumped back, hugging his knees and staggering: "Come on, I'm afraid of you."

"Look at those two old men, fighting skills." Many people lined up to buy tickets at the ticket office, and when they saw the two old Wangtou, they all looked sideways and held back their laughter.

"I saw it, I saw it."

"Wow, it's time to fight."

In the mountains, Baoping nunnery.

Baoping Nunnery, located on the hillside of Baoping Mountain, is full of incense and people come and go in an endless stream on weekdays.

The nunnery is full of female nuns, and the main seat is enshrined in the Empress Avalokitesvara, and there are never male guests in the nunnery.

After Qiao Heyu entered the door, he respectfully worshiped the Bodhisattva, greeted Little Qiuni, walked to the backyard with ease, and turned around to Mo Qingjia's yard.

It is said to be a small courtyard, but her status is there.Her master, Master Jing Ci, is the head of one of the four major classes, second only to the presiding teacher.And as a direct descendant of the inner sect, her yard is naturally not that small.

"Qing Jia..."

The beautiful woman in the cheongsam was Qiao Heyu. Since she checked out Mo Qingjia's residence last year, she would come here every few days, and she would sit there all afternoon.After staying overnight in the nunnery, he left early the next morning.

As for the purpose, she also made it clear.Of course, he was mercilessly rejected.

"I've said it before, you and I are both women, it's impossible." Mo Qingjia was as usual, impatience was written on Mo Qingjia's face that was so cold that it was almost frozen.

"This excuse is not valid. It's impossible for any woman, just because I'm not her." Qiao Heyu frowned, charming, and her white dress made her even more attractive.

This time, she also had a broken heart. The situation of the Qiao family could not wait any longer.The foreign relatives were arrogant and invaded the master's house. She urgently needed the help of the Mo family, which is now the number one family in Dongyan.

"Whether it's her or not has nothing to do with you." Mo Qingjia seldom talked to her so much, just because she was worrying about Su Liangmeng and wanted to dismiss Qiao Heyu early, "You are not suitable for this Posture, don't embarrass yourself."

"As long as you marry me, you can do whatever you want," Qiao Heyu said with some difficulty. Their Qiao family has a customary rule that people who have no direct relationship with the family members are not allowed to participate in family struggles.

She bit her lip and said with difficulty what she was thinking: "After I take the power of the Qiao family into my hands, I will divorce and let you go, how about it?"

"Can't you tell? I'm an outcast from the Mo family," Mo Qingjia crossed her arms, the place where she was burned was still aching, "I'll show you the way."

"The behavior of the nouveau riche of the Wang family can't last for a hundred years, but you are a potential dragon, and you will eventually soar to the sky." Qiao Heyu's eyes were firm.Thinking of the first time she met Wang Yuyu, Qiao Heyu's face was stained with disgust.

She has also heard a lot of Wang Yuyu's "heroic" deeds, and each one is too numerous to write down.The children of the rich second generation who have nothing to do, think they are a little clever and are proud of themselves.

"Oh." Mo Qingjia sneered, turned and walked into the house.

Qianlong?She really thinks highly of herself.

But... nouveau riche?She also felt worthless for someone who had an unrequited love for Qiao Heyu.If the Wang family is just an ordinary nouveau riche, they can quickly rise to the front line within a few years, and keep pace with his Mo family?If he is really an ordinary upstart, can the profit-seeking Mo Jianmin spare no effort to win him over?

Unexpectedly, Qiao Heyu was determined to achieve his goal this time. Seeing that Mo Qingjia was about to leave, he didn't care about etiquette, justice, and shame. He stepped forward and hugged her, leaning his head on Mo Qingjia's back: "Please, help me this time .”

Mo Qingjia suddenly felt nauseated, and her brows were frowned into a plain word.She twisted Qiao Heyu's wrist with her backhand, and pushed him away with all her strength: "Get out."

Qiao Heyu fell to the ground, her white skirt was stained with mud, and the high and mighty young lady of the Qiao family was pushed to the ground without mercy.

Tears swirled in her eyes, she pursed her lips, and said nothing, but the tears did not fall in the end.

She is the eldest lady of the Qiao family and the future ruler of the Qiao family. How can she show weakness in front of others over and over again?

"Ah, you...you?" Su Liangmeng was really taken aback when he saw this scene when he came in.

She was stunned, not knowing what to say to relieve the embarrassing situation at the moment, saying that she was just passing by.

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These two days are very busy, and I have to work overtime, so I wrote a chapter, more words