Chapter 463

Zheng Qing found some coir raincoats in the utility room next to the Zhaitang. "They're too small for you to wear."

It should be the coir raincoat of the younger martial sisters of Mingjing. Only one is about the same size as her. Zheng Qing guessed that it should be the unintentional abbess of Mingjing's master.

Zheng Qing put it on and turned around. It's a little ugly, but the knitting hands are very skillful. Wearing Ruo hat, it tastes like a Jianghu Xiake.

"You wait here. I'll go into the mountain to find the mirror."

Qu Feitai wanted to go with her in the rain. Zheng Qing didn't say anything. It was a great opportunity for him to perform.

After the two left, Li Ling's eyes fell on the opposite Zen room. "It's hard to imagine that a girl will live in such an environment for more than ten years."

Bo YuXun also felt deeply, "her mind is very human."

In such a poor and destitute environment, you can still grow so well. After coming to the metropolis, you don't get distracted by the prosperity mystery and always maintain the pure heart. It's really valuable.

There is only one mirror in this world.

"How does a person who has never been to school win the first place again and again in such a high-pressure learning environment after entering school? I have seen her test paper. She has careful thinking and has no certain knowledge accumulation. It is difficult to win such high scores in the science test paper."

There are so many halos on the mirror that people ignore how illogical her achievements are.

Bo YuXun murmured, "this may be genius."

Li Ling glanced at Bo YuXun and almost forgot that this childe was also a rare genius in his youth, and his aura was no less than that of the mirror.

Li Ling strode to the meditation room. Bo YuXun was stunned. "What are you doing?"

There are four meditation rooms in total. Each room has the same layout. The first one from west to East should be the meditation room of Nun unintentionally. There is nothing in the room except dust.

On the wall of the second room are dragonflies made of straw and a kite in the shape of a tiger, which is covered with dust.

The third meditation room, Li Ling concluded at a glance that this was the meditation room where Mingjing lived.

A hard board bed against the wall. The thin bedding is stacked neatly. In front of the window, there is a wooden table with pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Next to it is a pile of rice paper. It can be seen that the quality of brush, inkstone and rice paper is not good. The brush is even bald, leaving only a few hairs, but the top is full of damage marks. It can be seen that the owner should often use them, Next to it was a dusty kerosene lamp.

What age is it now? There are still people using kerosene lamps.

Next to the bookcase, filled with books, at a glance, in addition to the Buddhist scriptures, there are medical books. These books are full of old flavor, and the yellow pages are full of traces of years.

Li Ling picked up a Book of the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic and annotated it with familiar handwriting in many places.

Bo YuXun stood at the door and didn't go in.

A girl's boudoir, two big men go in and turn around. What's the matter.

"What do you suspect?" Bo YuXun asked.

The room has a panoramic view. It seems to see the girl meditating and reading in such a poor environment day after day, living in poverty and keeping the path in the isolated green lantern ancient Buddha.

Li Ling shook her head: "a flower like young girl, but she lives like an ascetic monk."

Bo YuXun said faintly, "everyone has everyone's pursuit."

Li Ling put the book back and knocked on the ground and wall. Unfortunately, he didn't find the dark grid.

"You've had enough." Bo YuXun sank his face.

Li Ling turned his eyes to the direction of the bed again and wanted to walk over.

Just about to reach out and lift the quilt, one hand grabbed his wrist: "don't go too far, you're a policeman, not a thief."

Li Ling raised his eyebrows and said, "doctor Bo, have you never doubted?"

Bo YuXun frowned, glanced a dark color in the depths of his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Mingjing agreed with us to go up the mountain because she trusts us. If she has the intention to hide anything, it is also her power. She has never hurt anyone, nor has she ever brought any trouble to the police. You have no right to infringe on her privacy."

Li Ling looked at Bo YuXun and pursed his lips. "Sorry, I'm out of line."

Bo YuXun loosened his hand and stepped back: "officer Li, Mingjing is my friend, not a suspect."

Li Ling touched his nose and smiled bitterly: "doctor Bo, you misunderstood. I don't doubt that Mingjing is a suspect. I just..."

Li Ling sighed: "forget it, let's talk about it later."

Bo YuXun turned and walked out.

Li Yuling shook his head and looked at Bo Xun's back.

Doctor Bo, I hope you won't regret it one day.

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The road in the mountains is very difficult to walk. There are steep slopes and cliffs everywhere.

In addition, there is heavy rain and strong wind, and the visibility is very low. If you accidentally step on it, you will be crushed to pieces.

"Mirror..." Qu Feitai shouted and walked forward carefully.

When I opened my mouth, I filled my mouth with cold wind and rain.

Zheng Qing took a few steps and stopped.

She narrowed her eyes and looked at the heavy fog ahead.

"There are steep mountains and steep slopes everywhere. Let alone find the mirror, whether we can go back safely is a problem."

Zheng Qing made a quick decision: "go back first and I'll find her myself."

"No." Qu Feitai interrupted her.

Zheng Qingbai glanced at him: "can you follow me? What else can you do besides making trouble? I'll have to save you then. In case something happens to you, the Qu family won't bother me?"

Qu Feitai pursed his lips and his eyes were anxious.

"Go back." Zheng Qing shouted.

Qu Feitai shook his fist reluctantly: "but Mingjing, she..."

The ground under Zheng Qing's feet suddenly collapsed. She reacted quickly and flew to hold the trunk next to her. However, Qu Feitai was miserable. He didn't react as fast as Zheng Qing. He saw that he was about to roll down the cliff. A cane wrapped around his arm quickly, and Qu Feitai subconsciously held the cane back.

Qu Feitai grabbed the cane and climbed up slowly. When he saw a pair of shoes stained with mud in front of him, he couldn't see the original color. He looked up in surprise.

"Mirror..."

The girl was carrying a bamboo basket. Her black clothes had already been wet by the rain, and her hair was wet on her shoulders. Only her dark eyes were as quiet and deep as the eternal night.

Qu Feitai immediately got up and hissed. It turned out that his knee had just hit a stone, shed a lot of blood and hurt when he moved.

But he didn't care about the pain. He bared his teeth and said with a smile, "you're okay, great."

Qu Feitai immediately took off his Ruo hat and coir raincoat, "don't get wet. You'll catch a cold."

Spiegel raised his hand to stop his movement: "I don't need it."

She twisted her eyebrows and looked at the bleeding knee of the curved flying platform. "Can you still hold on?"

Qu Feitai nodded: "yes, I'll be fine."

Zheng Qing jumped down from the tree. "It's great if you're all right. Don't worry me."

The mirror looked at Zheng Qing: "didn't you wait for me in the nunnery?"

"I'm afraid you'll have an accident in the mountains in this terrible weather."

Zheng Qing took off his Ruo hat and put it on Dai Ming's lens. "Let's go, let's go back quickly."

When passing by qufeitai, Zheng Qing hummed, "I knew it would only cause trouble if you followed. Can you walk with your legs?"

Qu Feitai's face was slightly red, as if he was afraid that people would see it. He held his chest and said, "of course."

Zheng Qing walked forward with the mirror in his arms. Qu Feitai stared at Zheng Qing's hand on the mirror's shoulder and ground his teeth.

"Have you found the Chuanduan you want?"

"Blessed by the Bodhisattva, I found it."

"What does that thing look like?"

Mingjing took out a piece of black stuff like a wooden stick from the basket.

Zheng Qing took it up and looked at it. What did it make complaints about?

"I'll mend your body."

Zheng Qing looked at the mirror with moved eyes: "you are very kind to me. You can't repay me. Promise me by example."

The mirror pushed away her leaning face: "walk well and fall down the mountain is not responsible."

"You are such a cruel woman..."

Listening to the two people in front of you and me, the posture is very familiar. Qu Feitai has a bad feeling in his heart.

Mingjing has always been cold and alienated. She has never been so intimate with others, let alone a man.

What does he have to do with Spiegel?

Qu Feitai limped behind them. I'm afraid his fans couldn't think of it if they wanted to break their heads. At the moment, he was very embarrassed walking in the deep mountains and forests, full of vinegar.

Back to the cabin, Mingjing spread the collected herbs on the shelf to dry. Then he turned and looked at the qufeitai.

"Sit down."

Qu Feitai sat down honestly on the stool.

Mingjing tore open his jeans and used cotton cloth to clean up the sludge at the wound. Qu Feitai held the edge of the chair tightly with both hands, and the blue tendons on the back of his hands were protruding.

The bright mirror looked up at him.

Qu Feitai immediately sat up straight, "it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

Mingjing opened the cabinet and took out an earthenware pot. The pot was a bit like a jar of pickles. When the cover was opened, a strange smell floated out, which was a little disgusting.

"What is this?"

Mingjing gouged out a black paste and put it on the wound of qufeitai.

"Snake ointment."

Qu Feitai's eyes suddenly shrunk when he fell behind the mirror. He immediately protected the mirror behind him. The blue light flashed in front of him. Qu Feitai's arm was entangled by a green snake, spitting out snake letters and bared his fangs.

I saw that I was about to bite on the back of Qu Feitai's hand. Behind me came a cold voice: "Xiaoqing."

The little snake suddenly stopped and looked at the eye mirror. Qu Feitai read the grievance from the little snake's eyes.

What a ghost.

The mirror shook her head gently.

The little snake jumped up to the mirror, wrapped around her arm and turned around happily.

Zheng Qing shivered; "Eh, it's disgusting."

Qu Feitai looked a little uncomfortable.

Mingjing's face is as usual: "it's green bamboo leaves and highly toxic."

Qu Feitai's pupil shrinks: "then why do you still..."

The little snake stayed in the palm of the mirror, propped up his upper body and vomited the snake's letter. Although the picture was really terrible, the little snake's eyes seemed to flash water light and looked pitifully.

The mirror raised his hand and touched the head of bamboo leaf green, which rubbed the palm of the mirror.

"Everything has a spirit. It was saved by me and has followed me ever since."

In particular, the snake is very spiritual. The mirror sometimes doubts whether it has become a spirit.

She left without saying goodbye, and it became angry. Thinking through the mirror, she let him return to nature. Big cities are not suitable for it.

Unexpectedly, it finally came back smelling.

Qu Feitai looked at bamboo leaf green: "it's very cute. Can I touch it?"

lovely?

Zheng Qing rolled her eyes.

This man is really desperate.

The mirror looked at the snake in the palm. The snake seemed to understand. He got into the mirror's sleeve and left only a tail for Qu Feitai.

Mingjing shook his head and laughed: "it's shy."

Zheng Qing pulled at the corners of her mouth.

Mingjing asked Qu Feitai to sit down again and treat his wound.

"The effect of this medicine is very good. The wound doesn't hurt anymore." Qu Feitai feels that this effect is also amazing. Sure enough, the medicine of Mingjing is good.

Qu Feitai said brazenly, "can you give me some?"

"Bare." Xiaoqing drilled her head out of the sleeve of the mirror and bared her fangs.

After the initial fear of Qu Feitai, it can now cope with the light of the clouds and the wind.

"There is Xiaoqing's contribution in this snake ointment."

Mingjing touched Xiaoqing's head and said softly, "he is my friend. You can't play with your temper."

Xiaoqing fell down softly, with her tail wrapped around the little finger of the mirror, as if she were being coquettish.

Mingjing shook his head and smiled, "OK, Xiaoqing agreed."

Qu Feitai smiled: "the snake is really spiritual."

"If you treat it with sincerity, it will treat you with sincerity. Everything is like this."

Zheng Qing took out his ears: "I don't think you've heard the story of farmers and snakes."

Xiaoqing grinned at Zheng Qing.

"Little thing, it's no use showing off your authority at me. I won't eat that." Zheng Qing waved his fist.

"Old man MD is different from you." What's your name? It's not good. It's Xiaoqing.

"All right, let's go." Mingjing left the cabin and went to the kitchen to boil water.

There is a well between the kitchen and the mountain gate. Usually, the draught of the nunnery depends on this well. The mirror carries a wooden bucket, cleanly draws up a bucket of water, pours it into the big pot in the kitchen, and ignites the fire to boil water.

When Bo YuXun heard the news, he came out and saw the drenched mirror. He was relieved: "it's great that you're all right."

Mingjing apologized and said, "the mountain road is wet and rainy. You may not be able to go down the mountain today. Doctor Bo, I'm afraid you'll have to stay in the nunnery for one night."

"I like it here very much. It's my honor to live here."

Bo YuXun came over and took the bucket in her hand. "I'll fetch water for you."

However, he made a fool of himself. He didn't know this ancient method of drilling wells. No matter how he did it, the barrel would always turn over and couldn't catch a mouthful of water.

Bo YuXun is a little ashamed.

It seems that seclusion life is not so happy.

"Doctor Bo, let me come." The mirror tossed the bucket and easily picked up a bucket of water.

When the mirror was burning, Bo YuXun squatted aside and looked: "mirror, what do you usually eat when you live in an nunnery?"

"Houshan has its own vegetables, or go to the mountain to pick some wild vegetables. Sometimes the villagers at the foot of the mountain will also bring us fresh fruits, vegetables, rice flour, grain and oil."

The flash of fire brightened the girl's white face.

Her eyes did not complain about the poor life. They were calm, gentle and moving.