The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 88: Forget River (Part 2)

I'm looking for someone, has she ever passed by here?

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

Po Meng looked at her fearfully, saw the girl in the painting, and said, Leave a drop of your tear, and I'll tell you.

I won't cry.

Impossible, human beings will shed tears, and the compassionate tears of the Buddha's daughter are rare in the world. If you add them to my soup, there will be no more fish that slip through the net.

But I never shed a tear, she said.

Granny Meng looked at her and smiled: It's only a flash in the pan, just for Wei Tuo, to the person who can make you cry willingly that day, you come and give me back a tear.

Ming Jing nodded: Grandma, tell me, where is she?

Three months ago, she wandered by the Wangchuan River. Her lifespan was not over, so she couldn't cross the Naihe Bridge. I don't know why she was here. I don't know when she will disappear. She may fall into the Wangchuan River and become a A lonely ghost.

Under the Naihe Bridge, in the Wangchuan River, the water is scarlet and ferocious, with insects, snakes and lonely ghosts struggling endlessly in pain,

Ming Jing took a look, ignored the horror, and said calmly: You lied to me.

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

Meng Po was taken aback, thinking that she was indeed a Buddhist girl.

The underworld is infinite, and there are hundreds of millions of evil spirits. Finding someone is as difficult as going to heaven. The old woman welcomes and sends them off every day. Her memory is not very good, and she may have misremembered.

Ming Jing turned his head and was about to get on the bridge, when Granny Meng's voice came from behind: This is a bridge that ordinary people cannot cross, and they will lose their memories of life...

Just as Ming Jing took a step, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and she felt her strength gradually draining away.

Before she lost consciousness, she heard Granny Meng say loudly: You remember to owe the old lady a tear, don't forget, or my old lady will follow you forever...

The candlelight flickered, and the blue color was even worse.

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

Under the flickering blue candlelight, the girl's face was pale and terrifying, and the blood in the depths of her pupils was fleeting.

Holding his chest with one hand, Ming Jing slowed down for a while before gradually calming down the surging blood in his chest.

Sure enough... her cultivation base is still shallow, this Nine Obsidian Technique cannot be used for a long time, and her soul is almost broken.

Senior sister, where are you?

After the master passed away, the senior sister fell ill. Ming Jing thought it was just a common cold, but for a week, the senior sister did not wake up.

She sensed that something was wrong, and used the Jiuyao Technique to investigate, only to find that the soul of the senior sister had left her body, and she did not know where she had gone.

She found out in ancient books that if the soul leaves the body, she can recall the soul by finding the Buddhist artifacts, the vajra and the soul-calling flag, and activating the dojo, but these two Buddhist artifacts have been lost for thousands of years.

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

It turned out that this was the catastrophe that the master said that the senior sister was destined.

The only plan for now is to find the soul of the senior sister as soon as possible and help her return to her body, otherwise it will be too late for the senior sister to return when the three souls return to their place and merge with the senior sister's body.

As long as the senior sister is still alive and has not entered reincarnation, it is enough.

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

At the breakfast table, Ming Chen looked at Ming Jing worriedly.

It's okay, maybe I have a cold, I've already taken the medicine.

Senior sister, you must take good care of your body, don't you have an exam in a few days?

Ming Jing nodded: I know it well.

Zhou's mother's heart skipped a beat, looking at Ming Jing's pale face, she felt a little worried.

How can you catch a cold in this scorching heat?

Is it cold air? Many young people are prone to air-conditioning disease.

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

Suwen, how are you doing recently? A man's worried voice came from the phone.

I'm fine. You called. Is the date of divorce fixed? I'll accompany you anytime.

Han Suwen said coldly.

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

It has nothing to do with you.

Suwen, I miss you very much. How about you come back? I promise, Mom will never interfere in our affairs again.

Qin Xu, you feel your own conscience, how many times have you said this? Let me tell you, it's impossible, you should give up on it, if it's not for divorce, don't call me in the future. Hualuo hung up the phone directly.

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

You shameless brat, 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 taken in by Ms. Zhu. She should be living a good life and probably won't want to come back.

Miss Zhu is blind, why are you looking at 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 disrespect her, it will come back to you.

In Cai Ping's mind, the image of the girl she met that day appeared in her mind. What was most impressive was her eyes, which seemed to see through everything. Thinking about it now, she still has lingering fears.

Cai Ping was inexplicably afraid, but hummed unconvinced: It's just a yellow-haired girl. What am I afraid of? She doesn't eat as much salt as my old lady. She treats her as a Bodhisattva, and everyone has to make offerings to her. Bah, it doesn't look too embarrassing.

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

Ah... Cai Rong suddenly screamed, jumped up and threw herself into Qin Xu's arms.

Brother Qin, I'm so scared.

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

Cai Rong originally said this casually, but in fact, she felt that the rumors were too exaggerated. It was not until now that she realized that it was not an exaggeration at all, and that Miss Zhu was too scary.

Cai Ping's face also turned green, and she looked stupid sitting on the sofa.

After a while, she stood up and walked cautiously to the portrait, clasped her hands together: Old Qin, I'm sorry, you will bless our family in heaven, and don't let the little ghost enter our house.

Miss Amitabha Zhu, your lord has a lot, forgive my old lady for her mouth, bah bah bah...

Qin Xu pushed Cai Rong away, and said with an ugly face, Okay, there's no end to it, everyone is nervous.

Shut up. Cai Ping turned her head and glared at him: You can't be disrespectful to gods and Buddhas, and quickly apologize to Miss Zhu.

Qin Xu got a headache from their quarrel, so he shook off them and went out.

Unknowingly, I came to Mingshan. The mountain in front of me is the famous villa area in Jiangzhou. More than half of the rich and famous people in Jiangzhou live there.

Among them is Zhu Jia.

Before Qin Xu approached, he was expelled by the security guards.

The security here is tight, and idlers are absolutely not allowed to enter, and the vehicles entering and exiting are not registered by the owner, nor can they enter.

I... I'll go to Zhu's house to find someone, brother, please be accommodating.

The security guard smiled angrily: Do you know how many celebrities have come to see Ms. Zhu in the past few days, and no one has been able to see Ms. Zhu's face. Look at your poor body, dreaming faster, hurry up, don't Get in the way here.

I really have something to do with Miss Zhu...

The security guard didn't listen to his explanation at all, and said into the walkie-talkie: There is trouble at the door, send someone over 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.

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Ming Xin waited for three days, but Ming Jing did not arrive.

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

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

It's like saying she's been placed under house arrest in disguise.

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

At this time, it is all about patience.

Don't worry, people who have died once have plenty of time.

The news of Liang Yanran's suicide was still overwhelming on TV. She was tired of watching it, and after turning around, only the music station was a clear stream.

Wow, Qu Feitai. Ming Xin stared at the young man who was singing and dancing on TV, his eyes sparkled.

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

Han Suwen smiled and said, Miss is going to take an exam this morning, congratulations in advance for winning the championship with 100 points in the exam.

Ming Jing smiled, and finally there was some blood on his face, no longer the scary white look of the previous few days.

Sister Suwen, the perfect score in the math league is 120.

Ah? Han Suwen's face was sullen, and he reached out to take the plate.

Then miss, don't eat.

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

After eating, Ming Jing picked up his schoolbag and went out.

Today is the provincial mathematics league exam, divided into morning and afternoon, algebraic geometry and combination in the morning, number theory and algebra in the afternoon, the total score is 120 points.

The top five in the Jiangzhou competition area can enter the provincial team, and will face more brutal competition then.

Ming Jing walked into the examination room, and all the eyes of the examination room fell on her for a moment.

The candidates in this examination room came from high schools of all sizes in Jiangzhou, as well as from prefecture-level cities. Except for Tang Wan who was in the same examination room, almost no one knew her.

When these people saw Ming Jing, their gazes flashed with astonishment in unison.

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

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

If Zhu Mingjing is a nun, she must be bald.

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

It turned out that she had been wearing a wig.

Always looking like a goddess, she is actually a bald nun. Song Yinzhang must have been deceived by her appearance.

If Song Yinzhang saw her bald head, he would be disgusted.

And those people who were amazed by her probably wanted to poke their eyes.

Knock knock. Someone knocked on the desk.

Tang Wan suddenly recovered, the invigilator looked at her coldly, and said in a dignified tone: Student, please answer the questions seriously, and you are forbidden to look around, otherwise the test papers will be confiscated, your grades will be cancelled, and you will be banned from the test for one year.

Swish, swish, and the neat sound of writing is clearly audible.

Tang Wan blushed, and quickly lowered her head to pretend to be doing a question.