The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 221 Refining the heart (five shifts)

  "You are drunk driving." Ming Jing stood outside the car door, quietly looking at the Qufei platform in the driver's seat.

  The chic demeanor maintained by Qu Feitai disappeared in an instant, and his expression was embarrassed.

  Song Yinzhang shook his head: "I can only find a driver."

  The three people sat in the car and waited for the driver to arrive.

  Qu Feitai was afraid of being recognized, and put on a hat and a mask. Song Yinzhang sat in the co-pilot, Ming Jing and Qu Feitai in the back seat.

  Daijia is a young man in his early twenties. When he looks at this limited edition sports car, he knows he is a rich second-generation, and he talks a lot when he gets on the car.

   murmured all the way, and no one answered him. There were no lights in the car, the back seat was dark, and nothing was clear, so the driver naturally didn't know who was sitting behind.

  Send Song Yinzhang back first. Before getting off the car, Song Yinzhang said to the two behind: "See you at the airport tomorrow morning."

  Li Shi heard a deep "um" in the back seat. He should be an extremely young man with a very **** voice.

When the car was back on the road, Li Shi had nothing to say: "You are going to Tonghe Shengshi, right? As far as I know, the houses there are flat, but the rich people in Jiangzhou live there. I am I can’t afford a toilet for a lifetime, alas..."

  No one paid attention to him, he continued to speak on his own, and his words were full of yearning for the rich and cynicism about the world.

  "Don't talk nonsense, drive well." Qu Feitai finally couldn't bear it, and said coldly.

  The opponent shook their hands while holding the steering wheel, and drove honestly.

  The car drove into the underground garage. Li Shi got out of the car and left. He walked a few steps, after thinking about it, he went around and hid behind the pillar.

  The car door opened, and two figures, one black and one white, walked out of the car, like black and white impermanence in this gloomy underground garage.

  The black clothes were a man, tall, and the white clothes were a girl, and the skirts on the walks were elegant and windy.

  He suddenly felt that the girl in white clothes was a bit familiar, "Isn't this... Isn't it Der Spiegel?"

The long one is more beautiful than the celebrity, but the celebrity only has a face, an empty belly, and a pure vase, but this mirror is different. He is a serious lady or a super schoolmaster. You can't find a second face in the long entertainment circle. , In their university, it is even more popular than the popular little flowers.

  Li Shi quickly took out his mobile phone and took pictures of the two people's backs.

  Most of the night, she came out of the cashbox with the man and went back to her residence. In the eyes of outsiders, the goddess of the nation was so pure and pure, but that was also the case.

  Mingjing paused, and suddenly looked in one direction, Li Shi's heart jumped, thinking that he had been found, he turned his head and ran.

   "What's the matter?" Qu Feitai glanced at it. The garage was pitch black, and nothing could be seen clearly.

  Ming Jing shook his head, made a call while walking, and said faintly: “Within half a kilometer of the community, in his early twenties, a man wearing a driver’s clothes, deleted the photo from his phone.”

  Qu Feitai was stunned, his brows frowned: "Did that person secretly photographed us?"

  He didn't even notice.

  Mingjing pushed down the elevator, "Someone has already solved it."

   "Sorry, I always seem to cause you trouble." Ming Jing could find out, but he didn't.

  Ming Jing ignored him. After the elevator arrived, he went straight out and opened the door to go home.

  Qufeitai stood at the door for a while, and after a cold wind blew for a while, he opened the door and entered the room.

  Li Shizheng proudly thinks about which media to sell the photos to. Now that the popularity of Der Spiegel is very high, it will surely be able to sell for a good price.

  If you have money, you can buy the car he has always wanted to buy, and then see who dares to look down on him.

  As soon as he walked out of the community, he was suddenly kicked behind him. He screamed and fell out embarrassingly in a screaming posture. He directly fell off a front tooth, the phone fell out, and the screen was shattered.

  Li Shi turned his head in horror, and saw a black-clothed boy with his arms folded, looking at him quietly.

   "You...who are you? What do you want to do?"

  The boy gave a cold snort, kicked his toe, and the phone fell into the sewer on the side of the road and sank in the sewage.

  Li Shi hurriedly rushed over, trying to pass through the iron fence with his hand, but his arm was too thick and got stuck, and he screamed in pain.

   "Why? Where did I offend you? You want to harm me like this?"

  The young man walked over and stepped on Li Shi’s chest, as if a big rock was pressed down, Li Shi could not breathe, his face became paler and paler.

"Why?"

  The young man did not answer him, raised his chin, Li Shi only saw a pair of beautiful and clean eyes, shining brightly in the night.

  A gust of wind blows from nowhere, the wind blows up the dust, and my eyes are lost.

  Li Shi squinted his eyes, and after only this moment of effort, when he opened his eyes again, the night was dark, where there were young people.

  Li Shi's hair was horrified, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

   Damn it!

  —

  Ming Jing closed the door, his body shook suddenly, his back pressed against the door panel.

  She drank the cup of tea. She did not expect that Gu Qingyan would dare to use hallucinogens.

  She couldn't show her feet in front of Ran Tengxiao, she kept pretending to be calm, the knife on her leg worked, but fortunately she insisted on getting home.

  Han Suwen heard the movement and walked out of his clothes, and was surprised when he saw Ming Jing: "Miss, what's the matter with you?"

   "Miss, shall I help you back to the room first?"

   "No." Ming Jing flicked away Han Suwen's support, and walked upstairs step by step.

  Ming Jing took a cold shower and felt better.

  She took perphenazine in the hospital. This drug is the nemesis of hallucinogens, but the hallucinogens are too powerful and the drugs are not very effective. Der Spiegel has always relied on strong willpower to resist.

  Now there is no need to face anyone, and Der Spiegel no longer has to pretend to be calm.

  She fell on the bed, with blue veins on the back of her hands and neck violently, she curled up into a ball, and a low moan overflowed from her mouth.

  "Colors are not different from emptiness, and emptiness is not different from colors."

  Ming Jing got up, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and muttered something.

  "Color is emptiness, and emptiness is color..."

"Want to know that line, same is the case."

   "Buddha, my disciple is wrong." Under the light, the girl was pale, and cold sweat rolled off her delicate forehead.

  She seemed to be struggling, and she was trapped in a very painful memory. She wanted to withdraw and forget, but a big hand held her tightly, dragging her into the bottomless abyss.

  "Ayu...Ayu..." The gentle call came from the distant memories, and her whole soul was lifted.

  Who is calling her?

  No, she is not Ayu, she is Mingjing, the mirror of Ji Yueyi.

  The girl shook her head desperately: "Go...Go, get out of my world."

  "It's rare to have the human body now, and the Dharma is so unpleasant that it is smelled now...This body does not live in this life, but to where to live..." She said with difficulty.

   "I am not Ayu, I am Der Spiegel..."

  The girl fell on the bed, looking at the ceiling, her eyes dimly: "The ‘love’, the vain thing, the false law, is the karma in the hearts of all beings, so sentient beings..."

  The so-called near people are happy, those who are far away are light, those who gain are happy, and those who lose are worried.

  If you are good, you will be happy, if you are evil, you will avoid it, if you benefit you, you will be good, and if you hurt you, you will be evil.

  Have never gained or lost.

  I don’t know where to come and where to go...

  The girl murmured and fell into a deep sleep.

  Han Suwen pushed the door in and saw the girl sweating profusely on the bed. He was taken aback and hurriedly walked over with Jiang Tang.

"Miss?"

  Dingjing was ignorant, her soaked hair stuck to her forehead, her delicate face was sickly and weakly pale.

Miss    has always been gentle and powerful, as if nothing in this world could defeat her, and all difficulties were resolved by her calmly smiling.

  In her mind, Miss is omnipotent.

  At this moment, she saw the girl lying on the big bed weakly, her complexion seemed to be struggling with pain, and her heart was violent.

  It turns out that Miss is just an ordinary girl.

   will hurt, get sick, feel sad...

  Han Suwen reached out and touched Mingjing’s forehead, which seemed a little hot.

  Han Suwen hurriedly took an ice pack, wrapped a towel and put it on Der Spiegel’s forehead.

  Mingjing walked into a golden light of nothingness, and the person with the golden light could hardly open his eyes.

  In the golden light, the Buddha's precious appearance is solemn and compassionate to all things.

  "Buddha, please give pointers to disciples."

  "Everything has reincarnation, the cycle of cause and effect, it has its own definite number, the phase is ruthless, it is the complex phase."

   "The mundane dojo and the red dust refining the heart can only be liberated and finally attain Bodhi by breaking the word of love and jumping out of reincarnation."

   "All the forms are false. If you see all the forms, you will see the Tathagata."

   "Amitabha."

  ...

  Ming Jing opened his eyes slowly, and Han Suwen fell asleep on the side of the bed.

  The sun at six o'clock in the morning is refreshing and soft, wrapped in the breeze and gently blowing the gauze curtain.

  Ding Jing was stunned for a moment, Han Suwen rubbed his eyes and woke up. Seeing Ming Jing, he immediately asked, "Miss, what else is uncomfortable with your body? You had a fever last night, which scared me to death."

   "Trouble Sister Wen, I'm fine." Ming Jing got up and got out of bed. Although his face was still pale, it was no problem.

  Mingjing tidied up and went downstairs to eat with the packed luggage.

  Mingchen and Mingti knew that she was going to Jiangzhou today, and they sat at the dining table obediently and waited for her early in the morning.

   Ming raised her eyebrows and glanced at Ming Jing: "Second sister, are you sick?"

  Ming Jing shook his head: "I'm going to go for a week. You will listen to Sister Wen at home these few days."

  The two nodded obediently.

  Ding Jing went out with luggage after dinner, Qu Feita was leaning against the window in a daze, with headphones on his ears, he straightened up when he heard the movement of opening the door.

  Ding Jing saw the young man standing in the morning light, and was taken aback for a moment.

  The young man walked over under the sun on the ground, took the luggage in Ming Jing's hand, and said relaxedly: "Let's go."

  Ding Jing looked at him: "Did you have breakfast?"

  Qu Feitai was stunned and shook his head.

  Ming Jing turned around and opened the door to enter the house, and then came out with a food box in his hand. Inside it was two bean paste buns, a boiled egg, and a bottle of warm milk.

  Qu Feitai was even more stunned, a small head poked out from the door, Ming Chen grinned and said, "Brother Qu, come on."

  Qu Feitai looked at the breakfast in his hand, and then at the mirror that had entered the elevator, the corners of his mouth were slightly tilted, and he walked in.

  This feeling of being a friend makes him more comfortable and at ease.

  Anyway, Ming Spiegel doesn't like him, and won't like anyone.

  What is there to worry about, this life will be long.

   took a bite of the bean paste bun, Qu Feitai’s brows and eyes were sweetly narrowed into a seam. It was the best bean paste bun he had ever eaten in his life.

  Du Ze drove the two to the airport. On the way, Du Ze reported to Ming Spiegel the current situation of the Zhu Group.

  At the same time, a Rolls-Royce stopped at the entrance of the airport, and the driver trot to open the door. The pedestrians hurrying on the road were attracted by this style and couldn't help but want to see where the rich lady came from.

A petite and exquisite girl walked out of the car. The luxury items from top to bottom exude the smell of money. The girl wore sunglasses and looked up at the majestic airport building. One trip away."

  Nanny Xiaofang followed her with two large suitcases, and smiled: "Miss, thanks to you, I can also follow to see Jingzhou."

Mrs.    was afraid that the lady could not take care of herself, so she sent herself to follow.

   Liu Muxue murmured: "I'm leaving, no one is pestering him, he should be very happy, maybe he will celebrate with champagne at home."

  Xiaofang remained silent on this.

  Ding Jing saw Liu Muxue's figure walking into the airport hall from a distance, and took the luggage in Qu Feitai's hand: "You are inconvenient, let's go separately."

  Qu Feitai nodded: "Okay, see you in Jingzhou. If you have any difficulties, remember to call me. Jingzhou is my place."

  The young man smiled triumphantly, full of energy and spirit in the sun.

  Mingjing pursed her lips, turned and left.

  (End of this chapter)