Supernatural rebirth: genius girl fortune teller

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Yang Zimei and others were about to get on the cableway when they heard Rong He calling from behind, "Niuniu, wait!"

Yang Zimei's body stiffened slightly, and he stopped in his tracks, but he didn't really want to look back.

She was worried that Rong He would tell her about Long Zhutian's murder again.

"Niuniu, bring the peach blossom cake I made."

Ronghe saw that she didn't look back and knew what she was worried about, so he said hurriedly.

Peach blossom cake?

Yang Zimei turned around after hearing this.

She wanted to know whether the peach blossom cakes made by her grandfather were different from those made by Rong Hezhai.

When Xiao Qian and Lianyi heard about the peach blossom cake, they became greedy again. They were already standing on the chain bridge, so they immediately jumped down and jumped in front of Rong He, shouting, "Grandpa, I want peach blossom cake too!"

Rong He opened the paper box, took out two peach blossom cakes and handed them to Xiao Qian.

Xiao Qian gave one to Ripple, and when he wanted to eat the other, he thought about it, divided it into two halves, and handed the other half to Ripple, "Ripple, you eat more."

Lianyi shook her head excitedly and said that everyone can just eat one.

"Then I'll eat it."

Xiao Qian didn't know it, so he put the peach blossom cake into his mouth and took a bite, then closed his eyes intoxicatedly, "Well, it smells so good! It's even more delicious than the peach blossom cake in Ronghe Zhai!"

Ripple also nodded aside, with a happy face, just like a person in love.

Yang Zimei walked up to Rong He and called out in a low voice, "Grandpa——"

"Niuniu, I'm sorry. Grandpa shouldn't have let you know the truth. Master Awakening said that everything has its own cause and effect. I hope you won't worry about it."

Rong He lovingly stretched out his hand to touch her head, and then handed the box of peach blossom cakes to her, "That day, I brewed peach blossom cakes for Hui Hui. Because of the unique taste, I opened Rong He Zhai and made it.

There are a lot of peach blossom cakes, but I can never wait for your grandma to eat them. Niuniu, now help me take this box of peach blossom cakes back to her and say I wish her well."

"Um."

Yang Zimei nodded, "I will deliver it."

"Thank you Niuniu, it's easy for you to go. If you accidentally enter a strange space on the cableway that seems impossible to get out of, just jump up and it will be fine."

Ronghe said.

"Grandpa, we have already encountered it before we came here. What kind of space is it?"

Yang Zimei asked hurriedly, hoping that Rong He could clear up her doubts.

"Grandpa doesn't know either."

Ronghe shook his head and said.

"oh."

Yang Zimei responded with a slight disappointment, holding the box, and saw the melting eyes falling on Long Zhutian again, her heart became nervous.

Rong He didn't say anything in the end, he just put his palms together and said, "Amitabha, that's good, that's good. Let's go."

Yang Zimei nodded, held the box, and led everyone back onto the cableway.

This time it went smoothly, and we did not enter a strange different-dimensional space. After walking for half an hour, we walked off the cableway.

Standing by the ropeway, Yang Zimei looked at Linghui Temple on the other side of the cliff, and his grandfather who was still standing in front of the temple, looking at him.

The mountain wind lifted up Grandpa's gray monk's robe, which made him look cold and lonely under the light of the setting sun.

Yang Zimei waved to him.

Rong He nodded and Fang turned around and entered the temple.

"Sister, your grandfather became a monk because of your grandma, right?"

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