The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 55 Sin (Part 1)

Fuxiangzhai's roast duck really lives up to its reputation. Tao Xingxing held his swollen belly with a satisfied face.

When the two walked out of the gate of Fuxiangzhai, Tao Xingxing's face instantly collapsed when he thought of something.

When I go to the scale tomorrow morning, I will definitely gain five catties. It's over, it's over...

She glanced at the bright mirror beside her, and snorted, I invited you to eat roast duck, but you drank water by the side the whole time, and you were indifferent to such a delicious roast duck, no wonder you are so thin, this kind of concentration is very human.

Ming Jing said: I don't eat dinner because I want to lose weight.

Why is that? Tao Xingxing suddenly thought of the rumor that Ming Jing grew up in a nunnery.

She felt a little distressed: But haven't you already returned to vulgarity? It's okay to eat a little.

Ming Jing smiled lightly and said: I have developed a habit over the years, besides, there is no shortage of food and drink.

Tao Xingxing looked at her, suddenly feeling ashamed, and quickly pursed his lips into a smile.

You really are a fairy, you can be full by drinking dew, I am different, my wish is to eat delicious food all over the world.

Ming Jing raised his eyebrows: Aren't you afraid of getting fat?

Who says I'm fat? I'm obviously plump. My sister wants breasts and buttocks. It's a modern aesthetic deformity. If I was born in the Tang Dynasty, Yang Guifei would have to stand aside.

Ming Jing smiled and nodded: A confident woman is the most beautiful.

When the two walked out of the shopping mall, it was already dark. Tao Xingxing said, Mingjing, how did you go back?

It's still early, let's take the subway.

My mother happened to be socializing nearby. Come pick me up right away, or I'll let my mother see you off. It's so late, there must be a lot of people on the subway.

Ming Jing smiled and shook his head: No need, one south and one north, it will waste your time too much.

While talking, a black Audi stopped across the road, the driver's window was lowered, and a middle-aged woman with exquisite makeup waved her hand to this side.

Tao Xingxing said to Ming Jing: My mother has come to pick me up, so I'll go first, and send me a message when you get home.

Well, you go quickly.

Tao Xingxing waved his hand and ran through the traffic, opened the rear door and got in.

The woman looked at the bright mirror through the turbulent traffic and the boundless night.

He quickly raised the window, started the car and left, disappearing into the traffic.

Ming Jing stood where he was blowing the wind for a while, then turned around and walked slowly towards the subway entrance.

Xing Xing, is that your classmate? Wu Jiaqi asked while driving.

Tao Xingxing's fingers quickly switched on the phone screen, moving to the extreme, and said without raising her head, Yes, she is the real daughter of the Zhu family.

Wu Jiaqi was stunned: The real daughter of the Zhu family? Is she on good terms with you?

Of course, Mingjing is a very good person. Last month, he got the first place in the whole class. He also fights fiercely. You don't know that when we were shopping this afternoon, a woman bullied me. When Mingjing made a move, the other party was in despair. Fuck off, you're so handsome... As soon as Der Spiegel was mentioned, Tao Xingxing started chattering again, and even stopped playing games.

Really? This kid is really up-to-date.

But it's so late, didn't the Zhu family send a driver to pick her up?

Hey, don't mention it, her parents are very eccentric, and they only have that fake daughter in their eyes, but I don't care about seeing the mirror.

This child is very poor. Since she is your good friend, I will invite her to my house for dinner when I have time.

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The vicinity of the business district is particularly lively at night, with bright lights everywhere and a stream of people, more lively than during the day.

The melancholy sound of the erhu came indistinctly, which was incompatible with this noisy city.

Ming Jing saw many people gathered in the square not far away, and the sound of the erhu came from the crowd.

Ming Jing walked over, surrounded by a lot of sparse people. An uncle in his seventies was sitting on the ground, playing the erhu ecstasy with his eyes closed.

The box in front of him was opened, and there were scattered piles of small change inside, including fifty cent coins and one and five dollar banknotes.

This is not the first time Mingjing has listened to Erquan Yingyue. She has listened to live performances by famous artists at the National Center for the Performing Arts. Her skills have reached perfection, but such perfection is only a delicate work of art after all.

And this lonely old man, sitting on the street in the middle of the night, his technique is not that superb, and there are even a few mistakes, but... Mingjing looked around, and many people's eyes were red, and one woman even cried bitterly. Lost voice.

When I was down, I was sad and sad, and when I was excited, I was angry and sad, and at the end it was calm, and I was open-minded and relieved of life. Fate repaid me with pain, but I repaid it with song.

What can really touch the soul is the personal experience. Only those who cry, struggle, and torture every night are soothed by time, so that they can sit here and talk about the past calmly.

Those who listened were either reminded of the past, empathized with the experience, or immersed in the scene, but the instigator was as calm as a clear spring.

The last sound fell, and the surroundings were sobbing. The old man opened his eyes, his eyes were blue and white, without focus, and he was very scary in the night.

Everyone couldn't help exclaiming that he turned out to be blind.

Can't help but feel more sympathetic.

At this time, no matter how cold-blooded people are, they are embarrassed to turn their heads and leave, but in this modern society, who still has cash on them, and has not touched a dime after touching the whole body. If you want to pay by mobile phone, the other party does not have a QR code. As it faded a little bit, the urge to donate money disappeared.

Occasionally, a few older ones took out their change and left it in the box.

In this impetuous modern society, people's emotions come and go quickly, and soon all the onlookers are gone.

There were only two people left alone.

An old man playing the erhu and a tall and thin young man stood and sat one by one, and their figures were drawn into long shadows by the street lamps.

Ming Jing turned around and went to the convenience store across the road, and came out with a bag in his hand.

The old man stood up tremblingly, wrapped up the erhu and was about to leave.

The blind old man's hearing is different from that of ordinary people. When he heard the sound of footsteps approaching, he stopped and listened carefully.

He heard the murmur of a plastic bag, dropped at his feet.

A gentle and young female voice fell on my ears: If you want to know the cause of the past life, you are the recipient in this life. If you want to know the result in the future life, you are the author of this life.

What determines the fate of a person's life?

In fact, even the Buddha could not understand it.

Buddhism has the theory of karma and reincarnation, attribute the sins you have suffered in this life to your previous life, and you will be liberated after you practice and understand.

But for those who are struggling at the bottom of the world, that is too far away, and the next meal of food and clothing is practical.

The old man's lips twitched, and after a long while, he said in a hoarse voice: I don't understand any major principles. I have lived all my life, and I have seen all the warmth and warmth of human beings, and I have tasted all the ups and downs. I don't believe in past and present lives. I just need to be careful. As long as I live, I have something to eat every day, a bed to sleep in, bask in the sun, play the erhu, and I am satisfied.

A childlike smile appeared on that wrinkled face.

Many people pity me, hate me, think that I am a blind old man, why don't I die sooner, and death is also a relief. I think, God let me live, there must be a reason for it, it's hard to die Take a breath, then live and see what else God can do.

The old man put the erhu on his back, bent down and picked up the bag: Thank you girl, I'm not welcome, I won't be hungry these two days.

The old man smiled, turned around and walked slowly. He walked very slowly, but the old man in his dying years took every step seriously.

Ming Jing stood alone in the night wind for a long time.

Was her past life miserable?

Very bitter, very bitter, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is hell.

The moment she crawled out of hell and opened her eyes, she saw Buddha.

The Buddha said that you are born with sins and need to spend your whole life to redeem your sins.

She was very confused, why she was born with sins even though the Buddha said that all beings are equal.

Just because she once had blood on her hands? But she also paid a heavy price for it.

After twelve years of practice, her mood has become more and more peaceful, and her nightmares have become less and less, but those confusions have never disappeared.

Unknowingly walking down, there are fewer people and fewer cars. Only the street lights accompany her, walking alone in the street late at night.

Zhou's mother called and asked her why she didn't go back so late, what happened?

A thin warm current flowed across Ming Jing's desolate heart, she said with a smile: We're on our way back, let grandma go to bed early.

Miss, please be careful on the road.

Ming Jing hung up the phone, seven or eight men suddenly turned out from the intersection ahead, with cigarettes in their mouths, looking at Ming Jing with evil smiles.

Miss, it's so late, why are you wandering alone in the street? Are you lonely? Do you want your brothers to love you? The man's expression was extremely wretched, and all the men around him burst into laughter when he said that, looking at Ming Jing with no gaze. Don't hide your malice.

The girl was surrounded by shadows, only a tall and thin silhouette could be seen.

At this moment, the streetlight above their heads suddenly flickered, and several people subconsciously tensed up.

The girl came out from the shadows, and at that moment, the moonlight in the sky seemed to dim a bit.

A few men stared at that face in fascination: It's really beautiful, it seems that the girl is not lying, today you guys can have a good sex.

Ming Jing didn't seem to see them, and walked straight forward.

Several people looked at each other, wondering if this girl is blind?

When the other party walked past them, several people even subconsciously moved out of the way. When the other party was about to go far away, several people realized that they cursed and quickly chased after them.

A man stretched out his hand to grab Ming Jing's shoulder, and at the moment when his hand was about to fall on the other's shoulder, the other's back seemed to have eyes, grabbed his wrist, and folded it lightly, the next moment there was a scream like a slaughtered pig .

Ming Jing turned around and kicked the opponent's stomach. The man was like a kite with a broken string, hitting a person who was chasing him, and the two of them fell to the ground, extremely embarrassed.

The other six people were dumbfounded. The man got up from the ground, pointed at the mirror and said angrily, Go to me, I won't kill her today.

The girl stood there indifferently, her clear eyebrows and eyes were indifferent, her beautiful face was calm and calm, and her pair of beautiful eyes were deeper and unpredictable than the night behind her, as if there was some unknown danger lurking.

A pure white long dress fluttered gently in the night wind, like a ghost, mysterious and treacherous.

The other party's unreasonable attitude made a few people feel a little scared, so beautiful and so powerful, it can't be a ghost...

What are you doing in a daze, give it to me, some big men are afraid of a little girl. The man shouted, and several people woke up and rushed up without saying a word.

The man was smiling complacently, but gradually, he couldn't laugh, and his face became paler and paler.

In the dark night, that whiteness was the only color, floating around like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, six big men fell to the ground, howling and moaning.

He didn't even see how the opponent made the move.

The girl came out of the shadows, and he found that she had no footsteps, and his heart was choked, he must have bumped into a ghost.

Glancing at the shadow behind the girl, he breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately...

He retreated subconsciously, and the girl pressed on step by step, You...don't come here....

He took out a dagger from his butt pocket and pointed it at Ming Jing: I warn you not to come over, or I... I won't be polite to you. He was extremely guilty.

He closed his eyes and yelled ah, and rushed over suddenly.

The next moment, the body fell out heavily, and with a bang, the dagger fell to the ground.

Ming Jing picked up the dagger, walked up to the man, squatted down, and the dagger blade landed on the man's neck.

Who instructed you?

The man clenched his teeth, and stared at the girl in front of him with resentment and fear.

With the tip of the knife pointing down, it scratched from the neck to the heart, and then continued down: Here is the heart, here is the stomach, here is the liver, um...here are the large and small intestines...

The girl's tone was soft, but the man's face turned pale inch by inch.

Do you know how to make a mummy? First drain all the blood from a person's body, and then take out all the internal organs... Soak it in rosin and potion for forty-nine days...

Don't you dare, this is murder... The man's voice trembled.

The girl smiled slightly, like an innocent child, she stretched out her slender white and tender left hand: Do you know how much blood is stained on my hands? Tell you quietly.

She lay next to the man's ear, I have killed more people than you have ever eaten.

The man opened his eyes wide, terrified as if he saw a ghost.

Don't be afraid, it's just a matter of a moment, Renren will pass. The girl said calmly, but the man was so scared that he peed his pants.

She has a beautiful face like spring flowers and autumn moons, and the most gentle and sweet voice, but in the eyes of men at this moment, she is more terrifying than evil spirits, more terrifying than demons.

The girl wrinkled her nose in distaste, like a little girl having a temper tantrum, so cute, who knew that he thought she was cute at this moment.

I said, I said I said everything. It was Liu Shengnan who asked us to teach you a lesson. We have followed you since you left the mall. We really just taught you a lesson. There is no other meaning. Please forgive us. We will Never dare again?

The girl frowned slightly: Liu Shengnan?

She is one of Brother Hui's girlfriends. She goes to a vocational high school and often fights with others outside the school. Brother Hui asked us to protect her.

Ran Tenghui?

The man nodded like a pounding garlic.

Ming Jing smiled, and probably understood the ins and outs.

The most poisonous thing in the world is people's hearts. Just because of a little conflict, people are taught like this. It is self-evident what a good-looking little girl will encounter when she faces eight punks.

Do me a favor, please?

The man nodded quickly, does he dare not agree?

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Sister Nan, everything has been done according to your instructions.

The voice of the man on the phone trembled.

Liu Shengnan, who was putting on nail polish, didn't notice, and couldn't help but be proud: Thank you for your hard work, I'll give you a good word in front of Brother Hui tomorrow, how is that bitch?

What does Sister Nan think of her?

Liu Shengnan was also afraid of killing her: Let's just teach her a lesson. If you like to keep it for yourself, I think that girl is quite pretty. Are you not tempted?

Sister Nan was joking, by the way, I heard from some of my subordinates this afternoon that Brother Hui seems to be injured and hospitalized, do you know that?

The person on the phone was startled, and his voice suddenly raised an octave: What? Are you injured? What's going on?

So you don't know, it seems that you fell off while riding a horse in the racecourse in the afternoon, and you were seriously injured.

Which hospital does he live in? I'll go see him tomorrow.

I'll inquire here and then tell you, wait for my news.

Qian Wei hung up the phone and secretly glanced at the girl in front of him.

Very well, see you tomorrow.

After talking, Shi Shiran got up, and saw the girl took out a wet wipe from the bag, not only wiped each finger slowly, her movements were gentle, and her every move was as graceful as a painting, but after what happened just now, he just felt that This girl is terrible.

Gently raising his hand, the clumps of wet wipes fluttered into the trash can.

Qian Wei sat in the dark night, watching the girl's back as she drifted away.

The little brother crawled over clutching his belly: Brother, what exactly does she want to do?

Qian Wei thought for a while and said, I don't know.

If we become her lackeys, will Sister Nan sue us in front of Brother Hui?

Qian Wei gave him a blank look: Who do you think we are? Brother Hui is always busy, and he can't even remember our names. We are just young people in Baihutang. As for Liu Shengnan, do you know how many girlfriends Brother Hui has? She's just the most inconspicuous of them, Brother Hui was greedy for new things at first, but gradually he will get bored, otherwise how could she not know that Brother Hui was injured, the relationship between that woman and Brother Hui just now is definitely not normal, let's just observe and observe.

Several people supported each other and staggered away.

Fuck... that bitch hit too hard, I'm going to lose my internal organs.

Shh, be careful not to be heard by her...

She doesn't have a good ear, what are you afraid of...

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It was nearly eleven o'clock when Mingjing arrived at Zhu's house, and the living room of Zhu's house was brightly lit.

Lin Qing was sitting on the sofa in the living room, seeing her walk in, her lips twitched, Hurry up and go to sleep.

After finishing the words, he gathered the shawl on his shoulders, got up and went upstairs.

Mother Zhou took the bag from Ming Jing's hand and whispered: Madam urged me to call you, she has been sitting in the living room since dinner, Miss, Madam doesn't say anything, but she is really worried about you.

Mingjing went back to his room, without a word all night.

On Monday the next day, Lin Qing answered the phone after breakfast and went out.

Before leaving, he said to Ming Jing: Don't squeeze the subway, I will give you one of my cars, and I will hire a driver to pick you up, and let him follow you when you go out.

Ming Jing paused, looked up at Lin Qing, and Lin Qing walked out of the living room without looking back.

In a short period of time, she seemed to have haggarded a lot, and her delicate makeup could hardly conceal her haggardness.

An accident happened to her son, her husband cheated, and the two daughters each had their own bad intentions. This once extremely proud woman gradually began to compromise with her fate.

Today, Zhu Xiangxiang was more silent than before. After breakfast, he picked up his schoolbag and left.

Lin Qing has two cars, a red Ferrari, stylish and cool, and a white BMW X5, elegant and low-key.

She gave the BMW to Der Spiegel.

A young man was standing beside the BMW, and when he saw her coming out, he immediately bowed respectfully.

Hello miss, I'm your new driver, A Qing, and I'll serve you in the future. Hua Luo walked over and opened the rear door.

Ming Jing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him quietly.

The man couldn't help but look up, winked at her secretly, and raised his voice: Miss, please get in the car.

Ming Jing bent down and got in.

The man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, walked around the front of the car, sat in the driver's seat, started the car and left.

There was silence in the car.

After a long time, Ming Jing said calmly: Your disguise technique is pretty good.

Sigh, I know I can't hide it from your eyes. Pretending to be a man is exhausting me. The rough male voice just now turned into a charming and sharp female voice, and the source was the driver.

Why? Ming Jing asked.

You are Ah Yu's daughter, and naturally you are also my daughter. I will take good care of you in the future. Let's plan for revenge slowly.

Der Spiegel wanted to laugh, that's what smart people do, they only believe what they think.

But instead of laughing, she sighed.

Being my driver, don't you feel wronged?

When I was performing tasks before, Xiao San'er did it all. What a grievance. I am willing to protect you. Ah Yu will be very happy knowing that you are still alive.

Her tone was very casual, and she laughed as she spoke.

I used to joke with Ah Yu that when I have a child, I will be my in-laws. This is great. I gave birth to a son, and she gave birth to a daughter. It's just that, the brat is too young, so I can only be your younger brother.

Zheng Qing saw the girl's eyes bent through the rearview mirror. She was always in a calm mood. This was almost the first time she saw her smiling.

Zheng Qing was stunned for a moment, thinking that she deserved to be her own daughter, this little habit of laughing was exactly the same as Ah Yu's, reserved like a little daughter-in-law.

Your current identity, is it okay?

Don't worry, I haven't been in vain for so many years. The highest level of disguise is to replace it. It is impossible for a person to disappear completely from the world, but if she becomes another person, or the opposite sex, those people can only be lost in the sea. Got the needle.

However, the time is too tight, so I still left some small tails. I will deal with them in the next few days.

Zheng Qing glanced at the rearview mirror, Can you tell me about your previous life?

There is one thing that she still doesn't understand. She seems to know everything at such a young age. Could it be that Ah Yu told her everything before he died? But at that time, she must have been still in her infancy, or what did Ah Yu say? For example, record all her stories and leave them to Der Spiegel, and when she grows up, she will discover everything and avenge her mother?

The year Ah Yu died, she was on an assassination mission abroad, so she didn't know exactly what happened, but Ah Yu once had a lover, and Ah Yu quit the organization on the condition of the last mission, in exchange for staying with her lover .

She didn't know exactly what happened, but she had a vague guess.

She felt that Ding Jing should have the answer to all the mysteries.

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Ming Jing had just had a few mouthfuls of food at noon, when the shadows fell in front of her eyes, and a man sat opposite her.

The cafeteria became commotion instantly, and countless eyes shot over.

Ming Jing raised his head, Jiang Jinchen opened the medical bag, and said to Ming Jing, Extend your hand.

Ming Jing had already removed the gauze, and Jiang Jinchen frowned so much that a fly could be killed when he saw it.

He glanced at the bright mirror and didn't say anything, which made people feel quite stressed.

Ming Jing pursed his lips: It doesn't hurt anymore.

The wound had scabbed over, and the tender red scar was particularly eye-catching on the white and tender palm.

Jiang Jinchen applied the wound medicine little by little, and blew it on. After it dries, there is no need to wrap gauze.

Tao Xingxing observes his nose, nose, and heart, trying to minimize his sense of existence, fully open his eight senses, and never miss a little bit of gossip.

Jiang Jinchen took the medicine and left. As soon as he left, the whole cafeteria was in commotion. Jiang Jinchen had always been aloof, he wouldn't even glance at the school belle, but now he carefully put the medicine on a girl's hand.

What does this mean?

Everyone is not a fool, some took pictures and posted on the forum, some stared at the mirror with jealousy, and even more emotionally started cursing.

Tao Xingxing blinked his eyes: I always thought Jiang Xiaocao liked Zhu Xiangxiang, and she was still a good school grass after she changed her ways.

After school, Tao Xingxing and Ming Jing walked out of the school gate. After an afternoon of fermentation, when Ming Jing left the school gate, almost all eyes were on him.

Ming Jing got on a BMW with countless eyes, and the girls who were full of sorrow and jealousy suddenly thought that she was the daughter of the Zhu family, an authentic Bai Fumei, and then looked at their small broken car and sighed.

Ming Jing got into the car and said, Go to Nanjing Road.

Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows, the car drifted beautifully and turned onto another road.