The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 706 Fanwai 3 Only lovesickness cannot be cured

   It seems to have been gone for a long time.

  Thick clouds and mist filled his eyes, making him unable to see the way forward.

   When I turned back, I couldn't even find where I came from.

  Walking in such a dazed way without being tired or cold, he remembered that he had a clear goal in his heart.

  Heaven and earth, reincarnation upside down, I will definitely find you too.

  Even if Qianfeng turns around and Wanshan hinders, he will never give up.

  He finally fell down, but his eyes were still looking towards the top of the mountain.

  The soul seemed to float up. He penetrated the clouds and came to the top of the mountain.

  His body passed through the simple and heavy wooden door and came to the courtyard.

  As if guided by fate, he came to the backyard.

  A young girl in simple clothes is carrying water. Her movements are very slow, but it seems that time is slowly flowing from her fingertips. It is calm and still that makes the cold wind gentle.

   "Master." A ten-year-old boy ran over, holding a bunch of herbs in his hand, his little face was full of excitement: "Is this the ancient snow lotus described in the ancient medical scriptures? I finally found it."

  The girl put down the bucket, smiled and touched the little boy's head: "Shifang, the back mountain is very dangerous, you should pay attention to safety."

   "If there is a master protecting the ten directions, the ten directions will not be afraid."

   "Huh?" Shi Fang suddenly turned his head and looked towards the void.

   "Master, someone is here."

   "Yes, I know." The girl said calmly.

   "Can he see us?" Shi Fang said in surprise.

  The girl turned her head slowly, and the air in front of her eyes seemed to fluctuate violently.

   "His emotions seem to be very excited, and he seems to be a person with deep obsession."

  The girl's eyes are calm, like the sea and distant mountains. It is eternal and still like the ancient times, reflecting the deep sea of ​​time, and everything returns to nothingness.

  No waves, no waves, no emotion, no desire.

  He shouted excitedly, but no sound could come out of his throat. He wanted to rush to her, but it was like a barrier, even if his head was bleeding, he couldn't penetrate at all.

  The girl looked at him quietly, no longer gentle as before, and her indifference made him startled.

  Clearly close at hand, but he will never be able to touch her again.

  The distance of one meter is an insurmountable gap in eternity.

  The girl waved her hand, time and space changed, and he came to a large hall.

   When he looked up, he saw the golden Buddha body on the high platform.

   Those compassionate eyes overlook the world.

  In the void, an extremely cold and compassionate voice sounded.

   "Pure thoughts fly away, pure love falls, if attachment is too deep, one will fall into the evil realm."

   "Among the six paths of reincarnation, if karma and fate are combined, there must be separation. Everything is just an illusion."

   "I would rather fall into the evil ways than reincarnation, and ask her for a side. You give her back to me." He waved his hand and swept the fruit plate on the altar to the ground.

   That voice seemed to be mixed with a bit of helplessness, and it sounded faintly.

   "Moths to the flame, obsessed with obsession..."

  —

   "Uncle." Qu Youran threw herself on the head of the bed, tears streaming down her cheeks.

   An old man was lying on the bed. His beard and hair were all white, and a pair of cloudy eyes were looking at the void, as if he was reaching out to grab something.

   “Ming… bright mirror….”

  There was a hoarse roar from the old man's throat, nostalgic and reluctant, just listening to this old voice, I couldn't help but make my nose sore.

   "Uncle." Qu Youran suddenly opened his eyes wide, and then burst into tears.

  Behind him, Cheng Junze sighed, gently embraced her shoulders, and comforted her softly: "Let my uncle go with peace of mind."

  Cheng Junze looked at the old man on the bed, his eyes couldn't hide his sadness.

  He remembered that many years ago, after his uncle came back from Mount Paektu, he seemed to be a different person. He started to live seriously, eat on time, exercise, and work hard, as if he had completely forgotten the shadows of the past.

His inspiration seems to be inexhaustible. He wrote classic songs one after another and became an immortal legend in the music world. He monopolized all music awards at home and abroad, and defended them for three consecutive times. Later, he withdrew voluntarily. In the campaign, he said that more opportunities should be given to newcomers.

  He has noble artistic virtues, peerless talents, and excellent character. He supports his younger generations with all his heart, and has never had any scandals about his private life.

  The top international music award, when he was fifty years old, awarded him the Lifetime Achievement Award.

  He has become the pinnacle that the younger generations of the music world look up to forever, and no one will ever surpass him.

   But what moved more people was his loyalty to feelings.

   According to legend, he met the love of his life when he was young, and the love of young people is always passionate and impulsive, as hot as fire.

  Later, that girl stayed at the age of eighteen forever.

   And his heart stayed in that year.

  He never talked about his first love in any public occasions, his eyes were always calm and revealed a kind of silent sadness, and his later songs could not escape the fateful sense of sadness.

   It's been many years in a flash.

  His name has become an immortal myth, and his infatuation has become a legend talked about by younger generations.

  His name is Qu Feitai.

  He spent his whole life thinking about it.

  He reached the age of eighty-eight without any illness or disaster. Perhaps he felt that his time was approaching, so he donated all the properties under his name and arranged his own affairs.

He told his niece, who died for him, that he would be cremated after death, and his ashes would be sprinkled in Mount Paektu, and that he would not erect a monument or a tomb, and that he would come to the world naked, that his fame and fortune would be nothing but clouds. , and leave cleanly.

  He stared at the void, recalling the scenes of his youth, with a gentle smile in his cloudy eyes.

  His hand was grasping in mid-air, as if he was tracing the outline of the girl's eyebrows and eyes.

  You will stay at eighteen forever, but I am already old...

  The high shrine is too cold and lonely, can you feel cold or hurt? Can... occasionally think of me?

  You have a compassionate heart and fulfill the wishes of the world. Can you grant me a small wish?

  I have never done a single evil thing in my life, I have released life all the time, and I have been a vegetarian all my life. I have turned my fame and gain into money to help countless suffering people. I only hope that the gods and Buddhas will open their eyes, and my wish is enough.

  If there is an afterlife...

  In the gradually dissipating sea of ​​void, he saw the golden Buddha statue he saw when he was thirty years old.

  Those compassionate eyes have haunted his soul like a nightmare ever since.

  Finally... He let out a long sigh.

   closed his eyes.

  A tear meanders and flows down the cheek.

   Qu Youran's sad cry was next to his ears, bit by bit, stripped from his consciousness.

  He walked blankly in a void, and finally a voice came from ahead.

   There is a wide river in front of you, the scarlet river is rushing and turbulent, and the scarlet waves are tumbling, and the skeletons and insects are struggling in pain, and they can't get rid of it.

   This was undoubtedly a strange and terrifying scene, but he walked up the Baiyu Bridge calmly without any fear.

  The evil ghosts and skeletons in the river climbed up the jade bridge one after another, trying to grab his feet, but before they got close, they seemed to be scalded by a scalding fire, retracted their hands in fear, and fell into the river of forgetfulness.

   "The world loves and hates ignorance. After death, everything is empty. After drinking Mengpo soup, the next life is a free person."

  At the head of the bridge, an old woman with gray hair was stirring the tender soup in a big pot, her calm voice echoed on the banks of the Wangchuan River.

  Grandma Meng handed over a bowl of soup, "Drink it, after drinking this life, love and hatred will disappear, and you can reincarnate."

  The man took the soup bowl, but did not drink it.

   "I don't want to forget."

   Po Meng raised her head in amazement, which of the wandering souls who came here had lost three souls and seven souls, and was as dazed as an idiot.

  This person has a full face, calm eyes, and a calm demeanor, and said firmly, "I don't want to forget."

   This was the first time Po Meng met such a strange person, so she couldn't help but take a few more glances.

  Gradually, Gradually, Po Meng's eyes opened wider and wider, and all the folds on that dry face that looked like old bark gathered together and trembled violently.

   "So you are that person."

  He was puzzled: "What?"

   Po Meng laughed again: "It's nothing, a long time ago, a woman came to me and promised to give me a tear."

   "Then have you waited?"

   "I've been waiting for a long, long time, and now it's finally here."

   He was confused: "Are her tears precious?"

   "Of course, those are the tears of the Buddha girl, the most holy elixir in the world."

  He frowned: "Buddha girl?"

  Grandma Meng looked at him with gentle eyes: "In your life, your obsession is too deep. If you don't have merit to protect your body, you may have died already. In the dark, everything has its own cause and effect."

   Granny Meng took back the bowl of soup from his hand, poured the soup back into the pot, and slowly stirred it with a skull spoon.

   "You don't need this bowl of soup, so don't waste it."

  Grandma Meng threw away the spoon, raised her hand, and a faint purple light enveloped him.

  A drop of transparent water peeled out from between his brows and floated in Granny Meng's palm.

   "Look, how beautiful it is."

  The water droplets are crystal clear and full, as if they contain the universe, reflecting an incomparable light.

  He stared at the drop of water, and some memory broke out in his mind.

  He stepped forward excitedly.

   "This is what she promised to give me. If you want it, I will exchange it with something on your body."

"what would you like?"

  Grandma Meng stared at his mouth: "Your singing voice is extremely beautiful, which is nothing more than the sounds of nature in the world. I want you to exchange your voice for it."

  He said without hesitation: "I will change."

   "You stop thinking about it?"

  Seeing his unshakable determination in his eyes, Po Meng let out a long sigh.

   "Forget it, the ignorance is so far that there is no cure."

   Po Meng waved her hand, and a wisp of white smoke was stripped from his body, his face was slightly distorted by the extreme pain.

   Soon, he covered his throat with his hands, and the severe pain was like a burning knife.

  There was no trace of regret in his eyes.

   "This tear will be returned to you."

  Following Po Meng's words, a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and he didn't know anything.

  By the Wangchuan River, at the head of the Naihe Bridge, Po Meng's faint sighs sounded.

   "There are three thousand diseases in life and aging, but only lovesickness can't be cured."

  You use a drop of tears to return his dream of prosperity.

  The world is upside down and the years are turning, but the true love is eternal.

  —

  The sky is high, the clouds are light, and the breeze is refreshing.

  At the gate of the kindergarten, luxury cars lined up.

  Children wearing uniforms lined up and walked out of the gate, and were led away by family members or nanny.

  Among them was a little girl who stood out from the crowd, with a high ponytail, a small face with red lips and white teeth, and **** eyes.

   "Ming Jing, can you be with me?" A young boy with a delicate face begged beside him.

   "No." The girl refused without looking back.

   "I won't play with boys who haven't been weaned yet."

  The laughter of children resounded all around.

   "Chu Jun hasn't been weaned yet...."

  The girl saw the nanny who came to pick her up, smiled and greeted the teacher, walked over and got into her luxury car.

   "Don't be sad, Chu Jun, she won't play with you, I will play with you." The girl comforted him.

   Chu Jun shook off her hand, and said impatiently, "Are you annoying? I only play with Ming Jing."

  Everyone calls him to lick the dog behind his back, but he doesn't care, he just likes to play with Ming Jing.

   Chu Jun was led into the car listlessly by the nanny.

  The nanny saw his loss, and asked softly: "Master, did you encounter any unhappy things?"

  The nanny is actually not an ordinary nanny, but an early childhood psychological education expert hired by Chu's mother with a high salary. He not only tutors Chu Jun's education, but also guides and pays attention to his psychological problems.

   Chu Jun muttered disappointedly: "Ming Jing hates me very much, she doesn't want to be in my group, sister Zhen, am I really that bad?"

The woman smiled: "I heard that this weekend is Miss Ming's birthday. Mr. Ming and Mrs. Ming held a grand party to celebrate Miss Ming's birthday. As far as I know, the Chu family and the Ming family have business contacts. The family is also invited. At that time, the young master can give Miss Ming a birthday gift. Miss Ming doesn't know you yet. You should give her more opportunities. Over time, she will know that you are a good boy and will be with you played."

  Chu Jun immediately smiled, and soon became distressed: "What birthday gift should I give her?"

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   Rolls-Royce was driving smoothly on the road.

  The little girl put on the earphones, immersed in the light music, and moved her hands gently on her knees with the rhythm of the music.

  Suddenly, the car slammed on the brakes, and the little girl suddenly leaned forward. Fortunately, she was wearing a seat belt, so she didn't fall out of the seat.

   "Miss, are you not injured?" The nanny immediately stepped forward to check.

  Miss Ming is the apple of the eye of Mr. and Mrs., and if she loses a hair, her work will be over.

  The driver said guiltily: "Sorry miss, it was my mistake at work."

   Ming Jing sat down, raised his eyes and glanced lightly.

  At the intersection ahead, an electric car rushed out suddenly, which caused the accident.

   "Go and deal with it."

  The driver just got out of the car, walked over to take a look, and guessed in his heart that it was pretty close.

  The traffic light at this intersection was broken. He was extremely cautious, but he didn't expect something to happen.

  The electric car hit the front of the car. Except for a scratch, there is no other problem with the car, but the front of the electric car has been damaged beyond recognition.

  A young man was lying on the ground, moaning non-stop, and a thin little boy squatted beside the man, shaking his body gently.

  The driver dialed 120 and then 110, then walked over and asked, "How are you doing?"

  The man's eyes opened a crack, and the ouch in his mouth became even more intense. It was the rush hour, and there were many people crossing the road. They saw an electric car hit a Rolls Royce, and they all gathered around to join in the fun.

   The car behind the Rolls-Royce didn't dare to urge it. The license plate number, at first glance, belonged to the Ming family, so no one dared to urge it.

  The driver knows that this person is a car owner, but as the owner of the car, he is also responsible, and his wife and husband are well-known benevolent people in Jiangzhou City.

   "I'll take you to the hospital, and I'll pay for all subsequent medical expenses..."

  Before he finished speaking, the man cursed and said, "Look what happened to my car? The medical bills are trying to send me away? How beautiful are you? Don't get me up without five million."

  Everyone figured it out, and the lion opened his mouth, five million, why didn't he grab it.

   For a moment, everyone looked at the man with contempt.

  The driver took a deep breath, "In this way, you can see that we can't occupy the road and affect the traffic, right? If you can walk, get up first, let's go to a place that will not affect the traffic and discuss slowly."

  The man couldn't listen at all, lying on the ground in big characters, looking like a rascal.

  The driver looked at the little boy, "Little friend, is he your father?"

  The little boy nodded.

   "See if you can persuade your father to get up first, and let's discuss the compensation slowly."

  The little boy was silent all the time.

  Is this little boy dumb?

  The driver lost his patience, and the lady was still waiting in the car.

  At this time, a faint child's voice came from behind: "Since he wants to lie down, let's lie down, and run over him, five million, I will pay."

  Everyone was shocked by the red lips and white teeth of this little girl, she must be a great beauty when she grows up.

   Immediately afterwards, she was surprised by the content of her cool and domineering words.

  The driver immediately replied: "Yes, miss, the picture is bloody, it will stain the eyes of the lady, please avoid it."

  The girl stood quietly, "No need."

  The driver sits in the driver's seat and starts the car.

  The man saw that it was serious, Ma Liu got up from the ground, pointed at the little girl's face and cursed: "How dare you murder me in broad daylight?"

  The little girl's eyes were indifferent, and when she looked at people, it was like an abyss. The man was startled suddenly and felt guilty.

   "You wait for me."

  The little boy who had been silent all this time tugged at the man's sleeve, and the man pushed him away fiercely, cursing: "Get out of here, it's not because of you, you are going to die for me."

  After the words, he punched the little boy like crazy.

  The crowd around the audience was startled. Everyone was busy recording with their mobile phones, but no one came up to help.

  The little boy curled up into a ball, never saying a word.

  Ming Jing's pupils shrank suddenly, "Uncle Li, arrest him for me."

  The driver rushed over and subdued the violent man. The man put his cheek on the ground, struggling and yelling: "I'm going to teach my own son a lesson, what's your business?"

  Ming Jing walked over, knelt down and touched the little boy's cheek, his voice softened unconsciously: "How are you?"

  The little boy raised his head, and Ming Jing saw clearly that there were many old bruises on the little boy's face.

  She grabbed the little boy's arm and rolled up the narrow sleeves, which were covered with bruises.

  Ming Jing took a deep breath: "Uncle Li, I have reason to suspect that he was violent to this child, and I will send him to the police station for strict investigation."

   "Yes." Uncle Li kicked the man hard: "You are simply inhuman when you attack such a young child."

  Ming Jing took out a clean handkerchief from his schoolbag, and carefully wiped the blood and dirt off the boy's face.

  Her slender white wrist was suddenly grabbed by a skinny little hand, Ming Jing was stunned, and raised his head subconsciously.

  Under the messy long hair, there are a pair of dark eyes, but they are so bright and warm, like a person who has trekked in the desert for a long time and saw an oasis.

  The dusky sunset shrouded them, time seemed to freeze suddenly, and all the noise around them seemed to have gone away in an instant.

  In the whole world, it seems that there are only two people left.

Ming Jing's heart suddenly beat very fast, she didn't like this feeling of being out of control, but for some reason, at this moment, she felt the warmth that she hadn't seen for a long time, like in the reincarnation of fate, she had been waiting this moment.

  She gently raised her hand and landed on his eyes, where a mole of tears grew.

"May I have your name?"

  The little boy just laughed and didn't speak, his eyes were bent, soft and beautiful.

  There seems to be a bunch of flames growing inside. At this moment, the flames are jumping and burning fiercely. The power is enough to destroy the world and turn the time and space.

  He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

  The breeze blows by the ears, and the sunset casts a pale golden light.

  She listened attentively and heard the beating heart.

   seems to be saying, I finally found you.

   It's over, Sahua

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   The niece of the Zhang family is the reincarnation of Wenquxing. She has never been second in the exam since she was a child.

   When the neighbors mentioned this girl, they were envious and jealous.

   This is the seedling of Tsinghua University and Peking University, and smoke is rising from the old Zhang family's ancestral grave.

   "Have you heard, Zhang's girl is the first in the city in the high school entrance examination, and the city's No. 1 High School and Experimental High School almost got into a fight at the door of Zhang's house to fight for her..."

   "What is this, the principal of Lanya Noble High School came to the door with one million..."

   We don't understand the world of learning gods!

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   The world of Xueshen is very lonely!

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   When a person has top-notch beauty but does not have a matching status of power, it will be the source of all suffering.

   In the previous life, Shen You'an refused to bow to the unspoken rules, lived a life of wandering, and finally died of illness on the street on a snowy winter night.

   The once smashing entertainment vase left this world in such a low-key and tragic way, without disturbing any plants or trees.

   Shen Youan opened her eyes again. Her father, a firefighter who died in the line of duty, had just passed away.

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   She cut off her long hair, put on glasses, sealed her appearance, and started on the road of studying gods.

   Before she possesses the strength to protect her peerless beauty, she would rather have a bright pearl in the dust than conceive a crime.

  (end of this chapter)