The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 153 Keeping Silence (one more)

  A car parked at the foot of the cold mountain, and as soon as Qu Feitai appeared, Huang Chao trot over.

   "Little Fei, why are you tanned? Get in the car..."

  Qufeitai stepped into the car silently.

  Huang Chao glanced at Tian Long, who shrugged helplessly.

  Huang Chao cursed and made sin, and quickly got into the car, Tian Long sat in the co-pilot, and the car drove out of the mountain.

  Just as the car walked on the front foot, a person walked out of the grass on the back foot.

   Yan Xu stared at the direction the car was leaving, gradually turning into a small black spot in the field.

  The director guessed right, Qu Feitai was in the temple as expected.

   Turned his head and glanced at the towering top of Hanshan Mountain, Mingjing hadn't descended yet.

  Are the two dating in the temple?

  This is big news.

   Yan Xu bit the stiff bun and hid in the grass again.

"Xiao Fei, didn't you always want to work with Master Lin? He just came to Kyoto to do errands these few days. I spent a lot of effort to help you make an appointment with him. I took the live in white clothes to him, and he said I really appreciate your musical talent, and I want to meet you to hear your thoughts on the new album."

  Huang Chao, because of this incident, has not even cared about eating after being busy these days, but fortunately, he finally knocked down.

  The master Lin Huan is a recognized top producer in the music world. He has cultivated countless queens of heaven and made a generation of myths. Later, he gradually retired. Except for the veteran heavenly king, no one can invite him out of the mountain.

  Huang Chao knows that Qu Feitai has been looking forward to cooperating with Lin Huan, and he is preparing to release a new album. As a competent agent, Huang Chao will definitely help the artist realize his wish.

  I thought Xiao Fei would be very happy, but Qu Feitai seemed to have not heard it, looking out of the car window all the time.

  "Xiao Fei?" Huang Chao shouted a few times, but Qu Feitai did not respond.

Huang Chao finally realized that the matter was big. When Xiao Fei was in a very bad mood, he would shut himself up. Even if you beat him and scold him, he would not respond, just like losing his soul, living in his own world. For a while, let him figure it out slowly.

   But not now, Master Lin is waiting for him in Kyoto. This opportunity is very rare for Xiao Fei.

  Which is light and heavy, Xiao Fei, you have to be clear.

   "Xiao Fei." Huang Chao pinched his arm fiercely, Qu Feitai finally curled his eyebrows and looked at him.

The look in the black hole made Huang Chao panic when he looked at it.

   "Xiao...Xiao Fei, what happened, you can tell me, let's find a solution together."

   "What did you just say?" Qu Feitai asked in a cold voice.

Hearing Qu Feitai finally speak, Huang Chao quickly said: "Master Lin Huan, that's the top music producer you have always wanted to work with. He has come to Kyoto. I asked him for you. You don't want to make a new one. Is it an album? Produced by Master Lin, it will definitely detonate the music scene."

  Qu Feitai nodded, there was no happiness, no sorrow, peace from beginning to end.

"Thanks a lot."

  Master is always a bit stinky, and this Lin Huan is even more stinky. It must not be easy for Huang Chao to make an appointment with him.

   "It's not hard, everything is for your career. When your position is stabilized in the future, I will be able to take care of the old age."

  I don’t know when that day will come, but it must not be far away.

   "By the way, I have to remind you..."

  Qu Feitai put on headphones, completely isolating Huang Chao's chatter.

  The car drove to Jiangzhou Airport, Yunmo was waiting at the gate, and when he saw Qu Feitai, he said respectfully: "San Shao."

  Huang Chao's heart jumped, and he subconsciously glanced at Qu Feitai.

  Three Masters?

  Is Xiao Fei still a rich second-generation?

  This man who called the Third Master had a strong body, his clothes couldn't hide his perfect chest muscles, his skin was a bit dark, but his features were well-rounded, his eyesight was sharp, like a jaguar ready to go.

  Huang Chao couldn’t help but looked at him a few times, what should I do if I really want to touch my pectoral muscles?

   Xiao Fei is still a bit thin, but this man is majestic, and he must feel good in his hand.

  Xu was that his gaze was too revealing, and the man glanced at him coldly. At that moment, Huang Chao's back was chilly, and he quickly moved his gaze away.

  Walking along, Huang Chao discovered that something was wrong. This is not the way to the civil aviation, this is to the business jet base.

Sure enough, he walked out of the security checkpoint and was facing a helicopter parked on the lawn. The huge air current from the propeller almost overturned his wig.

   Huang Chao ignored the shock, and quickly covered his wig.

   Seeing Qufeitai and Yunmo boarding the helicopter, Yunmo turned his head and glanced at him, "What are you doing in a daze? Want me to invite you myself?"

  Huang Chao quickly trot over and boarded, and then Tian Long also sat in with shock and numbness.

  Yunmo was sitting in the co-pilot and was communicating with the driver, saying something he didn't understand, feeling so powerful.

  Huang Chao sneaked up to Qu Feitai and pulled his sleeves: "Xiao Fei...you are not some hidden super rich second generation, right?"

  Helicopters are subject to aviation control. In addition, the maintenance and repair costs are huge. The average rich man can’t afford it and he has no ability. He is not unseen. This helicopter has a serial number...it is used by the king.

  This is not an ordinary rich second generation, it is definitely an extremely powerful family.

  Huang Chao's breathing is unsteady, and his brain is dazed.

  Qu Feitai ignored him, looking down at the land that was gradually moving away from him, his eyes melancholy.

  I was full of spirits when I came, and melancholy when I left.

  In just a dozen days, his life has been turned upside down.

  Jiangzhou...

   closed his eyes, amidst the harsh roar, the blue sky and white clouds were within reach, and the city gradually disappeared, and his heart suddenly became empty.

  ——

  August 10 is the Olympiad training day, which lasts for 20 days.

  Today is the tenth. Ming Spiegel had already asked Ren Chuan for leave two days earlier. Although Ren Chuan disagrees, he has no right to interfere with the privacy of the students.

  Fifth day...

  The sixth day...

  The seventh day...

  In the morning and evening, the sun rises, the sun sets, the beginning of autumn, the wind, and the rain...

   Rain or shine is the Huayan scriptures accumulated on the Jingyun table case.

  The more you reach the later stage, the more stable your pen is, and you don’t see the slightest impetuosity. Instead, the pen is more smoothly and freely. In the boring and boring scripture day after day, it is a girl's immobile posture, and a clearer and more stable state of mind.

Jue Ming swept across the graceful handwriting on the rice paper, and smiled slightly: "The sky is silent, the heart is still water, and the mind is still in the air, and the mind is still calm. At a young age, such a state of mind is really rare. There will be great luck in the future. Fortunately for me Buddhism."

  Jingyun lowered his head slightly, and said lightly: "Junior sister is diligent in cultivation, her heart is as strong as a stone, and the disciple is ashamed."

"You have entered my door since the age of ten. You are born with the roots of wisdom and understanding, but you are too far away. You must know that all appearances are vain. The mirror, I have attained the supreme bodhi in her body, not in the scriptures, in the mortal dust. In the dunya."

  Jingyun was stunned, "Master..."

  "Go back and think about it, and tell me when you think about it. Let's go out."

  Jingyun exits the room and closes the door.

  In the Zen room, Jue Ming walked to the picture of Master Yanwen's lectures hanging in the middle, turned the beads, and muttered: "The Buddha girl descended into the world, born after transforming into a lotus, the origin of the three kalpas and three thousand Buddhas, Amitabha..."

  ——

  Ye Zhen is boring in the temple, and she will wander around in the temple during her free time. The incense in the temple is very strong, and pilgrims have been in constant flow these days, making it a major attraction nearby.

  What Ye Zhen likes to do most is to squat in the Yuelao Hall to see how the old monk deceives people.

This feeling is also Master Jue Ming’s junior, but he is not like an ordinary monk, a little less serious, he stays in the Yue Lao Hall every day, shows her palms, and then deceives her to buy a peach blossom charm, just slander the old man. A liar, he simply loses the face of Master Jue Ming.

  "Little girl, the old man is watching your Yintang black, his lips turned and his teeth are turned, and he is afraid of committing a peach blossom robbery, from the loss of wealth and reputation, and from the worry of life." Jue wailed his beard, shaking his head and shaking his head.

  The little girl was frightened: "Master, what should I do?"

  "Lao Na has a peach blossom talisman here, to eliminate the disaster and to keep the marriage happy..."

  "I want, I want as much as I want."

  The little girl took the peach blossom talisman and left with joy.

  "Master, help me do the calculations." Ye Zhen sat across from Jue An.

   Feeling spitting and counting the little money, he said without raising his head: "Report the eight characters."

   "April 25th of Jisi Year."

"Nine-year-old Ding Chou, nineteen-year-old Wuyin, twenty-nine-year-old Jimao... the body is prosperous and wealthy, the Universiade official kills the seal, is supported by the nobles, and the career is booming. Reunited with the Universiade, scandal-ridden, seven kills in the official body, and the villain..."

  Jue 嗔 talked and stopped suddenly, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Ye Zhen, staring at her carefully, the staring eyes of Ye Zhen's heart were furry.

   "You count me a dead person's horoscope? Do you think my life is too long?" Jue angrily cursed.

  (End of this chapter)