The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 462: Silent Moon

"This old woman must be hiding something?" Leaving the room, Li Juan frowned and muttered.

Her eyes must be knowing herself, but why should she hide it?

"Officer Li." Li Juan looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of her and shouted.

"How?" Li Ling asked.

Li Juan shook her head: "She obviously recognizes me, but she doesn't know why but she doesn't say anything. Why don't we just come and force her to tell her?"

Li Ling waved his hand to stop her from speaking angry words, frowned, and said, "Since she doesn't want to say it, then let's not force her. The old man puts his body first. When we should know, we will naturally know."

The truth can't be hidden, it's just sooner or later.

What's more, Li Ling already had preliminary suspicions, but he couldn't prove it for the time being.

Although this suspicion is too far-fetched, the facts have proved that the more impossible the thing, the more real it will be in the end.

More and more people came to the door in the afternoon, and all of them were seeking to see Master Ming Jing. These people had all kinds of confusion, both physical and spiritual. For them, doctors were not easy to use, and drugs were not available. As a result, only Master Ming Jing can relieve their pain.

Mingjing calmly helped these people solve their pain, and before they knew it, the sun was setting and the moon was hanging on the treetops.

Smoke rose from the kitchen, and Li Juan and Xiaohong were busy making dinner.

In the courtyard, Zheng Qing rubbed his stomach: "Bodhisattva, I feel very painful, can you help me?"

Ming Jing picked up her hand, fingers naturally landed on the pulse point, pondered for a while, put down her hand, and said calmly: "Congestion blocks the Chong Ren meridian, and new blood cannot return to the meridian, resulting in yin deficiency and internal heat, and the sea of ​​​​blood is out of balance... .”

"Cough cough cough..." Zheng Qing spit out all the tea he had drunk, and Ming Jing took a step back calmly.

It's a pity that none of the three big men at the scene knew Chinese medicine, otherwise they would have heard the connotation of these words.

However, Bo Yuxun studied Chinese medicine as a minor in college, so he has a little understanding of yin deficiency and internal heat? Isn't this a disease that only women get?

For a moment, Bo Yuxun's eyes fell on Zheng Qing strangely.

Zheng Qing immediately jumped up: "I'm in good health, what's the yin deficiency and internal heat, blood disorder, don't blame me, I can run ten kilometers in one breath without panting."

Ming Jing thought for a while: "Take care slowly, it will be fine."

Zheng Qing: ...

Ming Jing glanced at her: "I'm serious."

Zheng Qing hurriedly dragged her away: "Grandma, in front of some big men, save me some face, okay?"

Ming Jing shook his head: "I'm sorry Ah Qing, I didn't know that your body loss was so serious. You must have been in a very dangerous situation back then."

Chinese medicine is not very effective on Ah Qing. She has thousands of faces, and she is best at disguising.

So much so that Ming Spiegel didn't find out until just now.

Zheng Qing brushed back her short hair, her face was calm and breezy, "Hey, it's all over, I'm fine now."

What she said was simple, but Ming Jing could see the dangers of the period. Having a child is like passing through the gates of hell.

Ding Jing made a decision: "Tomorrow morning, we will go up the mountain."

Zheng Qing immediately became interested: "Jiyue Nunnery? Yes, yes, I have long wanted to go and see what kind of geomantic omen can raise such a monster like you."

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At six o'clock the next morning, when Ming Jing went out, Bo Yuxun, Qu Feitai and Li Ling were already waiting at the door.

"Last night, I heard Mr. Qing said that we are going up the mountain early this morning, and we also want to join in the fun. Is it convenient for you?" Bo Yuxun said in a very polite tone.

Der Spiegel naturally would not refuse, "It's just that the road up the mountain is not easy, so you have to be mentally prepared."

Naturally, the three of them had no burdens, so Li Ling didn't say anything. Qu Feitai was a fitness enthusiast, and Bo Yuxun loved rock climbing.

Ming Jing looked around: "Where is Ah Qing?"

"I'm here." Zheng Qing rushed over like a gust of wind, her hair was disheveled, as if she rushed out of bed just after waking up.

Scratching her hair, Zheng Qing looked at the time: "It's 6:05, it's too early."

Ming Jing ignored her and left.

Qu Feitai, Bo Yuxun and Li Ling followed immediately.

Zheng Qing yawned and followed with heavy steps.

The road up the mountain is hidden at the foot of the farmland. Earlier, there was no road up the mountain. It was very dangerous, especially on rainy days, when mudslides were prone to occur. It was very inconvenient whether going up or down the mountain. About five years ago, the villagers in the town jointly raised funds , A simple mountain road was built, which made it much easier to go up and down the mountain.

The mountain road is a simple bluestone road. Because the mountain is relatively steep and the mountain road has a large drop, it is easy to fall if one is not careful. Walking is not as convenient as ordinary stairs.

The big men were alright, but Ming Jing looked like a frail little girl with a light body, as if walking on the ground, and they couldn't catch up even with all their strength.

What I look at is always her slender and elegant back, in the early morning mountain mist, like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world by mistake.

Bo Yuxun wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked up. There was no end to the mountain road, but the shadow from his back gradually drifted away.

Zheng Qing gnawed a piece of cucumber, easily overtook the three of them, and turned to wink at Bo Yuxun.

"Doctor Bo, your physical fitness doesn't seem to be very good. Would you like to help me?"

Bo Yuxun's expression darkened, "Don't worry about Lao Qing."

"Okay then, let's see you on the mountain." Zheng Qing waved his hand and jumped up, quickly catching up with Ming Jing.

"Three big men can't keep up with a little girl like you, so you won't be afraid to laugh if you say it." Zheng Qing smiled sarcastically.

The mirror went up the stairs, and the dew wet the eyelashes, condensing into crystal drops.

She raised her head and looked at the mottled ancient door above the stairs.

The nunnery, which was silent in the deep mountains, slowly unfolded in front of my eyes.

Zheng Qing exclaimed, looking at the plaque on the ancient gate, "This is Jiyue Nunnery, it really is a treasured place of geomantic omen."

This terrain, although Zheng Qing has no research on Fengshui Yijing, but this place, the air is fresh, and the depression in the chest is swept away, this is good Fengshui.

At this time, the winter is harsh, and dead branches can be seen everywhere, but the old trees in front of and around the mountain gate are lush and luxuriant, covering the sky and the sun, like an old man, guarding the nunnery day after day and year after year.

Ming Jing walked over and pushed open the mountain gate, there was a muffled "squeak", and as the wooden door slowly opened, the simple and simple sandalwood scented his nostrils.

The nunnery is not big. The main hall is dedicated to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. On the left is the Zen room, and on the right is the Zhaitang. It is simple and clean, and you can see everything at a glance.

In the middle of the courtyard there is a thick three-legged bronze tripod, which has been burned with ashes.

Although the place is small and the decoration is a bit dilapidated, it is very clean and simple.

Ming Jing stepped into the main hall, picked up the prepared incense, and knelt on the futon.

"Master, today is your old man's death day, I came to see you."

"The junior sisters are all very well. Master, there is no need to worry. The senior sister... is also very good."

Zheng Qing was stunned for a moment, and then saw a tablet on the confession table at the feet of the Bodhisattva, which was the lotus seat of Master Wuxin.

The handwriting on it is very familiar, and it looks like it was written by Der Spiegel.

Wuxin mage? This is Master Ming Jing's Dharma name.

Zheng Qing stood up straight, walked over and knelt down on the futon next to Mingjing.

Zheng Qing still respects this teacher who adopted and raised Ming Jing.

"I have encountered some confusion recently, and I still hope that Master will give me some guidance." Ming Jing kowtowed three sturdy heads, and inserted the incense into the incense burner.

At this time, Qu Feitai and Bo Yuxun finally reached the entrance of the nunnery, and they saw the girl kneeling at the foot of the Buddha statue in the main hall at a glance.

Her back is thin but straight, in the simple and profound Buddhist hall, she is calm and calm.

Naturally, I heard her words.

It turns out that today is the death day of Master Wuxin.

The three of them had a respect for this Wuxin teacher who had never met before, and they went in one after another to offer incense and express their respect in their hearts.

Ming Jing got up, walked out of the Buddhist hall, and said to the four people: "The nunnery is only this big, you can move around freely, but the cliff to the north is more dangerous, it's best not to approach it.

Between the Buddhist hall and the meditation room, there is a small path extending out. After walking in, the picture in front of you suddenly becomes brighter.

It turns out that behind the Buddha Hall is an abyss, with cliffs in the east and valleys in the west. At a glance, you can see the pride of the mountains.

On the south side of the valley, there is a path leading to the depths of the mountain.

This path is so narrow that only one person can pass through it, and those who are not brave dare not pass here.

The mountain wind is strong and the mist is lingering, just like being in a fairyland.

Zheng Qing howled, and the echo echoed in the valley for a long time.

Taking a deep breath, Zheng Qing rubbed his arms, "The scenery here is really nice, but it's too cold."

It was really cold on the mountain, and my nose was red from the cold.

Ming Jing left straight away, and walked lightly along the path, seeing Zheng Qing's heart skip a beat.

"Wait for me." Zheng Qing took a deep breath, turned his head aside, and walked over cautiously.

He stepped on a stone with his toes and fell into the deep valley without making any sound. Zheng Qing was afraid for a while and quickened his pace.

Qu Feitai and Bo Yuxun glanced at each other. Although they are not afraid of heights, this path is equivalent to a single-plank bridge, and the bottom is the abyss, which is indeed a bit scary.

Li Ling coughed lightly, "I'll take the lead, if you are afraid, don't go there."

Li Ling walked over very easily.

Qu Feitai rolled up his sleeves, what a joke, how could he be afraid.

Looking at the valley next to him, Qu Feitai gritted his teeth and walked over with a sigh of relief.

Walking to the opposite side, he took a deep breath, and when he turned his head, he saw Bo Yuxun patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "The physical fitness is good."

Qu Feitai touched his nose: "Uncle, I usually exercise regularly, and when I return to Jingzhou, we will make an appointment to exercise together."

Bo Yuxun nodded: "Okay."

Li Ling followed and found a small house by the cliff. On the open space in front of the house, there was a set of stone tables and chairs on the left, and rows of wooden shelves on the right. There was nothing on the wooden shelves.

And in the open space to the south of the house, there are many weeds, but it is not difficult to see that some vegetables should have been planted here before, but it has been left unattended for a long time, so that the weeds are overgrown.

Ming Jing pushed open the wooden door, dust came in, and Ming Jing covered his nose with his sleeves and walked in.

Three sides of the room are wooden shelves against the wall, on which various herbs are dried. Zheng Qing doesn't recognize most of them, but she can still recognize ginseng and ganoderma.

"This...is this natural wild ginseng?" Zheng Qing asked in surprise.

Looking at the fineness, it should be worth a lot of money when it is on the market.

And that basket of Ganoderma lucidum is also worth a lot of money.

Ming Jing wrapped the two best-quality wild ginseng in a handkerchief and prepared to give them to Grandma Zhu and Papa Shen respectively.

Ming Jing picked some medicinal herbs, sorted them and crushed them in the mortar. When doing these things, she looked very serious, as if no one or anything would affect her.

After doing all of this, Ming Jing thought for a while and said, "There is still a need for blindness."

Picking up the tools hanging on the wall, Ming Jing said: "You guys wait for me here, I will go into the mountain and come back before dark, if you are hungry, you can go down the mountain first, don't worry about me."

"I'll go with you." How could Zheng Qing rest assured that she went into the mountain alone, how dangerous it would be.

Qu Feitai immediately said: "I will go too."

Bo Yuxun looked at the gloomy sky: "I think it looks like it's going to rain. It might be dangerous for you to go into the mountains now."

Ming Jing shook his head: "I grew up in the mountains, and I am familiar with the road here. You don't need to worry about me, I will go back when I go."

In the blink of an eye, the man walked into the mountain, and Zheng Qing was too late to chase after him.

Seeing Bao Yuxun's worried expression, Li Ling said, "Miss Ming Jing said that she grew up here, so she probably won't get lost with her eyes closed. I don't think it will rain for a while. The scenery here is nice. It’s just for viewing.”

In the fairyland on earth isolated from the world, Xanadu, take a breath of fairy energy to clear the Lingtai and cleanse the soul.

A few people circled back to the front hall, Zheng Qing was curious about everything, looking at it and touching it, just like tourists visiting places of interest.

"When did President Qing and Miss Ran meet?" Li Ling asked casually.

The interaction between these two people seems obviously not simple. This Qing Zheng is like a mystery, what is the origin of it.

Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows, "Officer Li seems to be very interested in the relationship between me and Mingjing. Isn't it good to inquire about other people's privacy? Is this also the duty of your police, but I haven't committed any crime."

Li Ling squinted his eyes: "Mr. Qing misunderstood, Miss Ran and I are also friends, Miss Ran is too kind, and may be deceived by people with good intentions in society."

"Officer Li almost called me that liar. Although Ming Jing is kind, it doesn't mean she is a fool. Are all your police officers good people? What did Xie Hong say?" Zheng Qing sneered.

"Okay, it's all a misunderstanding." Bo Yuxun stood up to smooth things over.

Qu Feitai touched the water stains on his face, looked up at the misty sky, and murmured: "It's raining...!"

The light rain was drizzling, and the biting cold wind was blowing.

The rain came without warning, and it fell as soon as it was said.

It didn't take long before it turned into a torrential rain, and a group of people rushed to the eaves of the hall to shelter from the rain.

Qu Feitai looked towards the direction of the valley, his eyes showed worry.