Ye Luoli: After rebirth, I was forced to clear my name

Wen Qian slept for a full day, and when she woke up tired, she found that Yaozhen didn't go out to play, but sat on the sofa watching TV and eating snacks.

Wen Qian walked over, grabbed a pillow casually, sat down next to Yaozhen, and found her watching a soap opera.

Since waking up in the dream again and again, Wen Qian knew that she didn't have much time, the threat of that mysterious person was getting bigger and bigger for her, and the most important key node to solve this matter was Yaozhen.

"Yaozhen, I've been having nightmares lately. She said suddenly.

Then Wen Qian obviously saw Yaozhen's snack hand pause, but pretended to be indifferent: "It must be that you haven't rested well, usually stay up less late, and don't go out to fool around." "

Do you know what I dreamed about?" Wen Qian looked directly at her, but Yao Zhen avoided her gaze. "I'm not interested in what dreams you've had. That

attitude seemed to be very evasive when Wen Qian talked about this. Obviously, Yaozhen didn't want to talk about it at all.

But it has to be mentioned.

Wen Qian's eyes were as sharp as a knife: "You know, right? The divine seal in my hand was also given to me by you, you already knew about his existence, right?"

Yaozhen was slightly flustered: "I don't know what you're talking about." "

Why don't you tell me?Yao Zhen, what is it that scares you so much?!"

"I really don't know!" Yao Zhen stood up violently, "I don't know what you mean, don't ask me this!"

She turned away, looking like she refused to communicate.

And Wen Qian can't do anything about it.

She didn't know if Yaozhen's condition was stable now, and she couldn't provoke her rashly. Wen Qian was just a little tempted, and she reacted so much, which showed that Yaozhen's spirit was still not normal.

Wen Qian pondered what Shi Ming said in the Abyss Temple that day, and an idea sprouted in her heart. She gradually calmed down.

After a while, Wen Qian observed, Yao Zhen seemed to have returned to her usual appearance, and was sitting there alone to continue watching the drama, Wen Qian coughed twice, Yao Zhen raised her head when she heard the sound, and looked at her with confused eyes.

"Is your throat uncomfortable?" Wen

Qian knew, she had forgotten what had just happened.

"I don't have a class today, so I'll take you out for a walk?" Wen Qian asked casually.

Wen Qian must find a way to get Yaozhen back to normal before she can have the possibility of confronting that mysterious person.

She certainly couldn't sit and wait to die.

"I've turned around," Yao Zhen replied lazily as he slumped on the couch, "I don't think there's much fun around here." "

Of course not. Wen Qian still has to find a way to get back the once powerful god of faith. Who let her fall into the abyss and take over Yaozhen's mess.

At the bottom of the abyss, Shi Ming once told her that in order for Yaozhen to recover her divine power, she must collect enough power of faith.

Enough ... How much?

Wen Qian looked at Yao Zhen, and her thoughts turned a few times.

She continued to lure Yao Zhen out of the way.

"You haven't been there yet, I grew up here, and I know a place that suits you well, and you definitely like it. Wen Qian said leisurely.

Yaozhen pricked up his ears: "What place?" "

Good place, don't ask, just follow me." "

Okay. "Yaozhen has no choice but to respond.

Fortunately, Yaozhen is stupid now, if she is sober, Wen Qian really can't fool her.

She took a taxi, and Yaozhen followed her out in the car.

Yaozhen still hasn't shown up in the human world, and in the eyes of passers-by, Wen Qian still goes out alone.

It can also save some fares, Wen Qian thought, this is also very convenient.

After all, she is poor now.

- Half an hour later.

When she arrived at the place, Yaozhen looked up at the tall temple gate, and the plaque was written with the three big characters of "Kaiyuan Temple", she looked back at Wen Qian silently, speechless.

Yaozhen: "...""

That's what you said was a good place?"

Wen Qian smiled at her.

The two communicated in their hearts, and before they could take a closer look at the scenery, they saw more than a dozen beggars rushing towards Wen Qian.

They were gossiping, knocking on iron bowls, and some even held QR codes in their hands.

Yaozhen jumped away with agility.

"Okay girl, I haven't eaten in three days!"

"Give some money, give some money."

"Have pity on me..."

Wen Qian took a step back expressionlessly, are all the beggars now so up-to-date?...... It also comes with a QR code.

One person even cried and said, "I just want to call my mother but I can't even pay the phone bill, can you help me make up the phone bill? My phone number is 612463100..."

Yaozhen looked at this messy scene in a complicated tone.

Each of these people was a young man with both hands and feet, and it was not difficult to earn money to support himself, but they were nothing more than lazy and disgusting, and they wanted to get something for nothing, and begging at the gate of the monastery was also taking advantage of the sympathy and compassion of the pilgrims.

Wen Qian knew very well in her heart that these people were not unable to live, after all, even minors like her could find a job on their own, and these people could do the same.

In these self-defeating people, the power of faith that they want cannot be found.

It's okay, it's not here, you can look for it again.

"Ah, don't you like it?" Wen Qian calmly left the encirclement and stepped over the threshold of the temple, "I thought you would like it here."

Yao Zhen was already uninterested when she saw that scene, but Wen Qian had already brought her, and she had to follow in.

And Wen Qian always had a faint bad premonition in her heart, maybe nothing good would happen this time.

Kaiyuan Temple is the largest temple in the local area, people come and go here, there are many tourists who come to worship, Wen Qian and Yaozhen walked into the wide courtyard, the two stepped on the stone steps, outside the tall hall, there are many tourists who are lighting incense and entering the temple to worship the Buddha.

There is a tall Bodhi tree surrounded by a tall Bodhi tree on the open ground outside the hall, which is full of the wishes of visitors to the temple, and the red ribbon flutters in the wind, which is quite pleasing to the eye.

"I know why you brought me here," Yao Zhen brushed over a red ribbon tied to a branch with calligraphy on it, "I'm not sure if it's useful, but I'm willing to try." She

seemed to be back to normal, her eyes clear and wise.

Countless tourists in the golden hall worship, kneeling on the futon, worshipping reverently. Each one seems to be a believer of strong faith.

Yaozhen closed his eyes and listened attentively, as if he was feeling the power flowing in them.

The world was disturbed, as if she was the only one who was silent, as if there was a golden light flowing through her fingertips, clear and extinguished.

Faith is born and dies, and things are happening in the world.

She suddenly grabbed Wen Qian's forearm, which looked like a real god at this time, and Yao Zhen said softly,

"Do you want to hear their voices?" "

The number is 612463100