The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

"Almsgiver, don't be disrespectful to the Buddha." The little novice put his hands together and reminded Bo Lianye.

Bo Lianye thought in her heart that I am different from my grandmother, and I don’t like this. She caught a glimpse of the solemn expression on the little novice’s face, and asked like a ghost, “Could this Buddha be a woman?”

The little novice replied seriously: "The Buddha does not distinguish between men and women, he is the embodiment of all truth, goodness and beauty in this world."

Bo Lianye fell into deep thought, "So I might also be the incarnation of Buddha?"

The little novice's cheeks were flushed, as if he didn't expect someone to be so thick-skinned, and his good self-cultivation allowed him to utter a few words dryly: "Donor, please be careful with your words."

Bo Lianye covered her mouth and smiled: "I'm just kidding, little master, don't take it to heart, by the way, I have another question, today I saw a female disciple who was following Master Ku Rong, can Buddhism accept female disciples? "

"This...." The little novice scratched his head, "I'm not too clear about the details, it's getting late, the benefactor should go to bed early." After turning around, he turned around and left at a faster pace.

Bo Lianye was a little irritable, and when she raised her head, someone was standing in front of her. The gray robe was flaunting silently in the night wind, and with those expressionless eyebrows and eyes, she looked like a ghost, especially those dark eyes looking over her. Bo Lianye was taken aback suddenly.

"Song... Mrs. Song."

"Xiaoye, it's so late, I haven't rested yet."

"Can't sleep, come out to get some air." Bo Lianye responded cautiously, for some reason, this person in front of her always gave her an uncomfortable feeling.

Song Qiurui smiled, and her cold voice couldn't pretend to be gentle, only weird: "The young girls nowadays either like to chase stars or put on makeup. If you accompany the elders in your family to participate in the puja, you can still persist in the whole process. It’s really rare, if only I had such a caring granddaughter.”

Bo Lianye smiled, "I accompanied my grandma to pray to the Buddha since I was a child, and I have been influenced by it. Mrs. Song laughed at me."

"You can't say that. I think your child is very destined for Buddhism. You must have great fortune in the future."

Bo Lianye couldn't stay any longer, and found an excuse to leave in a hurry.

The moonlight was covered by dark clouds, and Song Qiurui stood in the shadow, listening to the sound of the Muyu Sutra not far away, and dialed a phone at a leisurely pace: "Help me check a person's horoscope."

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Bo Lianye discovered that Ming Jing had disappeared the next day, and she did not appear at the Fa conference again. The seat Ming Jing sat yesterday was taken by another disciple of Master Ku Rong.

It was as if this person had never appeared before, and everything yesterday was just her illusion.

The next two days were like years for Bo Lianye. There was no WIFI in the temple, no mobile phone signal, and she couldn't even connect to the Internet. She longed to fly back with her wings.

As soon as the Dharma conference was over on the third day, Bo Lianye couldn't wait for a moment. Mrs. Bo went to see Master Ku Rong. She made up an excuse for Xi Ran that she was not feeling well, and hurriedly left by the temple bus at the back door.

The mobile phone had already been turned off, and Bo Lianye ordered a bowl of tofu nao at the restaurant in the town, and connected the proprietress' power bank to charge the mobile phone.

In the past, she would never sit in front of such a simple open-air stall and drink a bowl of ordinary tofu nao, but after three days of fasting in the temple, her taste buds have already been numb, and she only wants food and clothing. The town is closed except for the breakfast shop.

The proprietress looked at her frequently, and Bo Lianye couldn't help touching her face. Could it be that she was starving and thin? Or is it spent on the face?

Soon Bo Lianye knew why.

The mobile phone turned on automatically after charging a little bit, and then started beeping information crazily.

The rush seemed to be urgent, for some reason, Bo Lianye suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

She picked up the phone, entered the fingerprint code, and the first thing that caught her eyes was Su Wen's bombardment of more than a hundred WeChat messages, among which were accompanied by more than a dozen missed calls, mixed with a few classmates who were still familiar Information.

Bo Lianye had a premonition that something bad was going on, so she clicked on Su Wen's WeChat chat box calmly. From the beginning to the end, the more she watched, the more her heart became colder. An uncontrollable anger rose up, and her hands and feet trembled uncontrollably. .

The last sentence is Su Wen's desperate wail - Ye Zi, you can't ignore me, I'm ashamed because I vented my anger on you, if you ignore me, I don't guarantee that I will say anything.

There was no response to dozens of messages, so Su Wen simply broke the can and began to threaten the other party.

What makes Bo Lianye even more angry is not the embarrassment of being skinned, but the betrayal of a good friend.

For the past three days, Bo Lianye has been isolated from the world in Xiangguo Temple, but she doesn't know that her reputation has been discredited on the Internet.

Because of her status as Qu Feitai Qingmei, she has attracted attention on the Internet and attracted the envy and jealousy of countless Qu Feitai fans, but in view of her status, these fans only dare to curse a few words, and dare not dance in front of the master.

Bo Lianye clicked on Weibo, and her phone crashed immediately. It took her ten minutes to log in again. The backstage was filled with private messages. Countless 99+ numbers showed her terrifying popularity. However, Bo Lianye saw it without clicking on it. Foul language almost overflowing the screen.

——You green tea whore who is following Xiao Fei's hype, are you disgusting? Does Xiao Fei know which green onion you are? People need face, trees need bark, people have no face and are invincible in the world.

——Fortunately, I thought you were a very good young lady at the beginning, bah, I was mistaken, just stay where it is cool, and want to compete with Ming Jing, let’s make your spring and autumn dream, you even Ming Jing Not even a strand of hair.

Smoke rose above Bo Lianye's head, and her eyes were dizzy.

Su Wen hired a group of sailors to hype Qu Feitai's Qingmei's identity on the Internet, but was discovered by a big technical fan of Qu Feitai, and presented all the evidence. At first, the fans were afraid that the young lady would find Qu Feitai's identity Trouble, after all, capital is king in the entertainment industry, and Xiao Fei is just a singer without any background. Later, everyone found out that Xiao Fei's background is better than they thought, and this so-called green plum is also eager to pay attention. Now everyone Don't worry, touching Bo Lianye's weibo sent her off.

Bo Lianye's Weibo didn't reveal her real name, nor was she authenticated. She just occasionally posted landscape photos, posted food and books, and created a persona of a goddess of literature and art. She never expected that one day, she would be picked up by someone. Spread out in the sun.

It was also revealed that she once liked Hei Mingjing's blog post...

This can be regarded as stabbing a hornet's nest.