The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 26 Secret

  "Do you think Mrs. Jiang and Zhu Mingjing met before?"

  Ye Lan raised her eyebrows: “No, didn’t Ming Jing grew up in the nun's house in the mountains before? How could she meet Mrs. Jiang?”

  Gao Jia shook his head, "You haven't seen Madam Jiang's expression when she first saw Der Spiegel."

  The words fell to Zhu Xiangxiang: "What do you think?"

   Zhu Xiangxiang took a sip of the scented tea and said lightly: "You should ask Mrs. Jiang for this."

  Gao Jia rolled his eyes secretly, I want to be able to directly ask Mrs. Jiang what nonsense is with you...

   A tall and thin figure walked in against the sun outside the gate, Gao Jia's eyes passed through Zhu Xiangxiang's shoulder, and she stared at the tall figure who walked in astonishingly.

  Ye Lan coughed, quietly straightened her back, raised her hand and tucked up the hair around her ear, every movement seemed to be measured by a ruler.

   Zhu Xiangxiang squinted his eyes, the alarm bell in his heart, squeezed the palm of his hand, and suddenly stood up with the scented tea.

   turned around: "Ah, sorry..."

  I wish Xiangxiang stared at the handsome face close at hand like a frightened deer, with a pitiful expression, and even hard-hearted people will have pity.

  Gao Jia and Ye Lan stared at Zhu Xiangxiang, almost bursting into flames.

  Bitch, what a terrible scheming.

  Jiang Jinchen frowned, took a step back, separated from Zhu Xiangxiang by one foot, and glanced at Zhu Xiangxiang coldly.

  The place where the wind swept by was as if winter snow was raging, and it was cold and painful.

   Zhu Xiangxiang gritted his teeth, and said softly: "Senior, I'm so sorry, I soiled your clothes, you can replace it with me to dry it for you."

  Gao Jia and Ye Lan sighed in their hearts, routines are routines, Jiang Jinchen, you can't be fooled.

  Jiang Jinchen's slender fingers brushed the water stains on the sleeves, and the brows were cold: "No need."

  The conversation stopped looking at the three of them, and went straight into the living room.

   "Senior..." Zhu Xiangxiang subconsciously caught up with him, but was held back by Gao Jia.

   "People obviously don't want to pay attention to you, so don't be ashamed of it."

  Zhu Xiangxiang throws away Gao Jia’s hand, "What's the matter with you?"

   "Yeah, I can't hook up Jiang Jinchen, so I'm so angry that I'm so angry? It's the number one lady in Jiangzhou. I take the initiative to give up and give me a hug. I don't know if I am ashamed."

   "Okay, I think Miss Zhu didn't mean it, Miss Zhu, don't you think?" Ye Lan looked at Zhu Xiangxiang with a grin.

   Zhu Xiang Xiangpi said without a smile: "I did it on purpose. Unlike some people, I have no guts."

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Jiang Chunlan remembered that two years ago she went to a small town near Baitou Mountain to do something. There was an accident on the road. She separated from her bodyguard and assistant. The room leaked in the rain, and met a group of gangsters. She was helpless. Suddenly, a hunter appeared to rescue her.

  She thanked Orion, but Orion said: "You, thank you for the wrong person, Master Ming Jing asked me to rescue you."

  She was particularly puzzled at the time: "Little Master Ming Jing? Who is she? How did she know that I was killed?"

Orion pointed to the rolling peaks not far away, and said with a look of admiration: "There is a lonely moon on Baitou Mountain, and there is a Master Wuxin, the second disciple of Master Wuxin, Master Mingjing, who is a god. There is nothing in this world that she doesn't know."

Jiang Chunlan was worried that someone set her up, and she didn't believe it at all. Then the Orion said: "If you have nowhere to go for the time being, go to the nunnery and make do with it. Master Wuxin is too good-hearted and often takes in the homeless. people."

   With the mentality of knowing the enemy and herself, she must go to the Longtan Tiger Lair no matter what, so she let the Orion lead the way to the mountain.

  Unexpectedly, there is a lonely moon on the mountain. It is located on the edge of the cliff. The place is small and a little broken, but the antique is a pure holy place.

  She didn't see Master Wuxin, and her disciple said she went down the mountain and wandered.

  The main hall enshrines the golden body of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. A thin nun dressed in Ziyi kneels on a futon with her back facing her. The sandalwood in the hall is curled up and the sound of wooden fish is lingering, which makes people calm down involuntarily.

  "Are you—Little Master Mingjing?" Jiang Chunlan asked tentatively.

  The wooden fish paused, and the next moment it clicked again. The soft and quiet voice seemed to be coming from the distant horizon, ethereal and ethereal, making people feel like they were in an illusion.

  "The donor came from afar, why do you ask for it?"

  Jiang Chunlan glanced around, this nun was too young: "How do you know I was killed?"

   "The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed."

  Fantasy.

  "Since the little master is so magical, may I figure out why I ask for it?"

  "To establish a heart for the heaven and the earth, and a life for the citizens. It is sharp and easy to break."

  Jiang Chunlan was surprised for a moment, "Little Master..."

  She lived in the nunnery for three days, eating and drinking tea and talking with the little master every day. Those three days were simply the most comfortable three days in her life, until her assistant and bodyguard found her three days later.

  Before leaving, the little master sent her eight words: "Keep your light and bide your time, goodbye."

After coming back, she always thought of this little master. She looked young and looked like a minor, but her eyes looked like an old man who could see through the world. She had no plan to ask herself, and she couldn't see through those eyes, and she was in front of her. There is always a sense of awe, like a god, which makes people look up to.

  Thousands of calculations have not been counted, her deity-like little master turned out to be the true daughter of the Zhu family.

  How can I wish the family, He De!

  She wanted to ask about that day's Zhi Tinglan. Although the Qinglong Club is a thunderous organization, ordinary citizens don't know it at all. How did the little master know about it? The skill she showed that day was not something ordinary people could have.

   Seeing those dark and silent eyes, it is like a thousand-year old pond, compassionate and mysterious.

   Jiang Chunlan's words about to ask got stuck in her throat.

  As long as she believes that the little master will never harm her, that is enough.

  "Madam, Master is back." A reminder from Assistant Zhou Xue came from my ear.

   Accompanied by the sound, there are slight but very regular footsteps.

  Jiang Chunlan smiled and raised Ming Jing's hand: "Come on, I will introduce you to someone."

  (End of this chapter)