Chapter 762

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Yang Zimei called Murong Yunqing and asked him to help the whole city search for master.

After looking for three days, there was no news about it. Even the new soil excavated on the mountain was dug by her again to see if the master was in it.

In her search, master failed to find her, but she solved several missing persons cases in city A.

Yang Zimei returned to the Taoist temple on the mountain.

Seeing the familiar Taoist temple, her eyes filled with tears unconsciously.

Ten years on the mountain and Shifu's life can be vividly seen, and my mind is full of master's loving eyes and calls.

When the door of the Taoist temple was opened, the smell of lack of popularity and cleaning came. The walls were covered with spider webs, and the offerings placed in the Taoist temple became moldy and smelly because no one had cleaned them up.

In the past, when the master was there, he cleaned the Taoist temple very diligently every day.

Now that she was like this, her heart felt sad again.

Entering the house where the master lived, it was still covered with dust, and there was no trace of anyone coming in.

When she came to the spring where she and her master practiced martial arts, the ground was covered with fallen leaves and was deserted.

"Master --"

her voice choked and she yelled.

"Girl, I'm here!"

I really hope to hear master's response as before.

Unfortunately, only the birds chirp and the wind blowing leaves Shua sound, no other voice to respond to her.

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she knew that the master must not wish that the Taoist temple he had lived in for decades had become so untidy today, so she began to draw water for cleaning and cleaning the Taoist temple.

I hope that one day, master will come back here suddenly and live comfortably.

Standing on the table, she took a rag to the statue of Bodhisattva, cleaned up the spider webs and dust on it. Seeing that the hand that should have held the jade bottle became empty, she could not help reaching out and touching the cinnabar on her forehead and heart.

If it was not hit by the jade bottle, even if she was born again, she would not be able to change the tragedy of the previous generation, right?

But isn't this jade vase an ordinary clay sculpture?

Why hit oneself, hit a miracle?

She couldn't think of it any more, so she turned to look at the eyes of the Bodhisattva who seemed to be pitying the world for some answers.

It's a pity that these eyes are only clay sculptures, and she can't find the answer.

She had to carefully wipe the dust from the mud Bodhisattva.

When she lowered her head to wash and wipe, she suddenly felt as if she had a pair of eyes looking at her on top of her head. She looked up in a hurry and didn't find anything unusual.

I look down, but I feel it again.

She also pretended to have no feeling and continued to wipe.

Wiping, she suddenly looked up and saw a flash of light in the eyes of the clay Bodhisattva.

"Bodhisattva --"

her heart was startled, and she stood up and looked straight into the eyes of the Bodhisattva.

That painted eyes, there is no look.

Strange!

Is it your own illusion?

Yang Zimei couldn't help reaching out to touch its eyes.

Yeah?

It seems to have a sense of temperature, not like the temperature of the soil.

She closed her eyes, eliminated the distractions, and felt it carefully. She was touching the palm of the mud Bodhisattva's eyes. There was a certain breath flowing, like life.

Is it the manifestation of Bodhisattva?

Surprised and pleased, Yang Zimei jumped down and knelt on the futon in front of him. He knocked his head three times. He looked up at the clay Bodhisattva's compassionate eyes. "Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara, please show your spirit and give me a guide. Tell me where the master is now?"

The clay Bodhisattva is still smiling but not answering, but his expression is known to all, and there is no light in his eyes.

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