Chapter 88

"I'm looking for someone. Has she passed here?"

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

Meng Po looked at her in fear, saw the girl in the picture and said, "leave a drop of your tears and I'll tell you."

"I won't cry."

"It's impossible. People will cry, and the compassionate tears of Buddhist women are rare in the world. If you join my soup, there will be no fish that will 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, just for Weituo. If you can make you cry willingly that day, you can return me a tear."

Spiegel nodded: "mother-in-law, tell me where she is?"

"Three months ago, she wandered along the river of Wuchuan. Her life is not over, so she can't cross the bridge. I don't know why she wandered here. I don't know when she will disappear. She may fall into the river of Wuchuan and become a lonely soul."

Under the Naihe bridge, in the forgetful River, the river is scarlet and ferocious, with insects, snakes and ghosts struggling endlessly,

The mirror took a look, ignored the terror and said faintly, "you lied to me."

She suddenly stared at Meng Po, but the girl's dark eyes were more terrible than the river.

Meng Po was startled, and her heart was indeed a Buddhist woman.

"The underworld is infinite. There are hundreds of millions of evil spirits. It's as difficult as heaven to find someone. The old woman comes and goes every day. She doesn't have a good memory. She may also remember wrong."

Mingjing turned around and was about to get on the bridge. Behind him came the voice of Meng Po: "how can mortals cross the bridge? They will lose their memory..."

Mingjing just took a step, suddenly a gust of wind blew, and she felt that her strength was gradually losing.

Before her consciousness disappeared, she heard mother Meng loudly say, "you remember that you owe the old woman a tear. Don't forget it, or my old woman will follow you forever..."

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

The mirror suddenly opened his eyes and vomited a mouthful of blood.

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

With one hand on his chest, the mirror slowed down for a while before gradually calming the blood surging from his chest.

Sure enough... Her cultivation is still shallow. This Jiuyao skill can't be used for a long time. She almost died of Naihe bridge.

"Elder martial sister, where on earth are you?"

After master died, the elder martial sister fell ill. Mingjing thought it was just an ordinary cold, but she didn't wake up for a week.

She noticed something was wrong and used Jiuyao technique to explore. Only then did she find that the elder martial sister's soul was detached. I don't know where she went.

She found in ancient books that if the soul is separated from the body, find the Buddha's Vajra pestle and soul summoning flag, and start the ashram, the soul can be summoned, but these two Buddha's tools have been lost for thousands of years.

Before she found the magic weapon to recall the elder martial sister's soul, the elder martial sister's body was taken away.

It turned out that this was what Shifu said about the disaster of the elder martial sister's hit.

The only way to do this is to find the elder martial sister's soul as soon as possible and help her return to her body. Otherwise, when the three souls return to their place and become one with the elder martial sister's body, the elder martial sister will be late even if she comes back.

Just make sure that elder martial sister is still alive and has not entered reincarnation, that's enough.

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"Second sister, are you ill? Why is your face so white?"

On the breakfast table, Mingchen looks at the mirror anxiously.

"It's all right. I may have a cold. I've taken medicine."

"Elder martial sister, you must take good care of yourself. Don't you have to take an exam in a few days?"

The mirror nodded: "I know."

Zhou's mother jumped in her heart and looked at the mirror's pale face.

How can you catch a cold on this hot day?

Did the air conditioner blow? Many young people are prone to air conditioning.

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

"Suwen, how are you recently?" A man's worried voice came from his mobile phone.

"I'm fine. You called. Is the date of divorce determined? I'll accompany 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 in our affairs again."

"Qin Xu, you touch your conscience. How many times have you said this? I tell you, it's impossible. You're dead. If it's not for divorce, don't call me later." He just hung up.

Qin Xu looked at the hung up mobile phone screen and looked ugly.

"This hoof is shameless. Since you don't come back, you'll never come back." Cai Ping scolded.

Cai Rong turned her eyes and asked, "my sister-in-law is now taken in by Miss Zhu. She should have a good life. She probably won't want to come back."

"Miss Zhu is blind. What do you like about her?"

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

In CAI Ping's mind, the girl she met that day appeared. What impresses people is the eyes. It seems that she has seen through everything. Now she still has lingering palpitations.

Cai Ping was inexplicably afraid, but she was unconvinced. "She's just a yellow haired girl. What am I afraid of her? She doesn't eat as much salt as my old woman. She thinks she's a Bodhisattva. Everyone has to offer her. Bah, she doesn't show her face."

With a "pop" sound, the portrait hanging on the west wall suddenly tilted.

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

"Brother Qin, I'm so afraid."

Qin Xu wants to push her away, and the other party hugs her tightly.

Cai Rong was just saying this casually. In fact, she thought it was too exaggerated. Until now, she realized that it was not exaggerated at all. Miss Zhu was too terrible.

Cai Ping's face turned green. Sitting on the sofa, she looked like a fool.

After a while, she stood up and walked carefully to the portrait with her hands folded: "Lao Qin, I'm sorry, you should bless our family in heaven. Don't let children enter our house."

"Amitabha, Miss Zhu, you have a lot. Forgive my old lady's mouth, bah, bah..."

Qin Xu pushed Cai Rong away and said with an ugly face, "well, whether it's over or not, one by one neurotic."

"Shut up." Cai Ping turned her head and stared at him: "you can't disrespect the god Buddha. Make amends to Miss Zhu."

Qin Xu was annoyed by their quarrel, so he threw them away and went out.

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

Including Zhu Jia.

Qin Xu was expelled by the security guard before he got close.

The security here is tight. No unauthorized people are allowed to enter. If the owner has not registered the vehicles in and out, they can't enter.

"I... I'll go to Zhu's house and find someone. Brother, just be accommodating."

The security guard smiled angrily: "you know how many celebrities have come to see Miss Zhu in recent days. No one can see Miss Zhu's face. Look at your poor body. You dream faster. Go quickly and 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. He said to the walkie talkie, "there is trouble at the door. Send someone to solve it as soon as possible."

Qin Xu had no choice but to leave.

I didn't expect to see Miss Zhu so hard.

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Mingxin waited for three days, but he didn't wait for the mirror.

No cell phone, no computer, she can't touch anything except TV.

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

That means she's under house arrest in disguise.

Thinking of the girl called Spiegel, she was afraid.

At this time, the spell is patience.

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

There is still overwhelming news of Liang Yanran's suicide on TV. She has been tired of watching it and turned around. Only the music station is a clear stream.

"Wow, qufeitai." He stares at the young singing and dancing on TV with bright eyes.

——

The mirror looked at two poached eggs and a fried sausage in the plate and looked up at Han Suwen.

Han Suwen said with a smile: "this morning, miss is going to take the exam. Congratulations to miss on winning the championship with 100 points in advance."

Mingjing smiled and finally got a little blood color on his face. It was no longer the white and frightening appearance a few days ago.

"Sister Su Wen, the full score of the mathematics league is 120."

"Ah?" Han Suwen broke his face and reached out to carry the plate.

"Don't eat, miss."

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

After dinner, Mingjing picked up his schoolbag and went out.

Today is the examination of the provincial mathematics league. It is divided into morning and afternoon. In the morning, we take the algebra, geometry and combination, and in the afternoon, we take the number theory algebra. The total score is 120 points.

The top five players in Jiangzhou division can enter the provincial team, and then they will face more cruel competition.

The mirror walked into the examination room, and in a moment, all the eyes of the examination room fell on her.

The examinees in this examination room come from high schools large and small in Jiangzhou and from prefecture level cities. Almost no one knows her except Tang Wan in the same examination room.

When these people saw the mirror, their eyes passed by with a touch of amazement.

Mingjing sits down in the only empty seat in the audience. It's a coincidence that Tang Wan sits behind her.

Tang Wan stared at the back of the mirror and suddenly remembered an important thing.

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

Now let's see how the mirror's hair looks and how fake it is.

It turned out that she had been wearing a wig.

She has always been acting like a goddess, but she is actually a bald nun. Song yinzhang was cheated by her appearance.

If song introduced her bald appearance, it would be disgusting.

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

"Knock knock." The desk was knocked.

Tang Wan suddenly regained his mind. The invigilator looked at her coldly and said in a dignified tone: "students, please answer the questions carefully. It is forbidden to look around, otherwise the test paper will be confiscated, the results will be cancelled and the test will be banned for one year."

Shua, Shua, the neat sound of writing is clear and audible.

Tang Wan blushed and quickly lowered his head to pretend to do the problem.