The girl is not good in this life

Chapter 57

Jiang Wan never thought that he would meet today's situation when he was reborn.

The person in front of him broke the secret with a single word, as if he really had the ability to communicate with the gods.

Jiang Wan was so shocked that he changed his life against the sky.

She managed to find her voice, but before she could speak, Jueming spoke again: "In front of the old monk, the little benefactor does not need to lie, you know, I know, and God knows. If the little benefactor sincerely seeks to resolve , you should not lie before the Buddha."

Jiang Wan's throat was tight and his scalp was numb.

It was the first time she had experienced that kind of creepy feeling in her two lifetimes.

What is sitting in front of her... what is it! ?

Jue Ming opened his eyes again at this moment: "Little benefactor's fate is too expensive and too hard, I can't criticize it, and the little benefactor's fate is calamity, and it is not my power to resolve it. But you can rest assured, what I said today, today The little benefactor forgets it when he goes out, you forget it, and I forget it, and no third person will know."

Jiang Wan only felt that his voice was stiff: "The host...you just said that I shouldn't cause trouble and add to the crime..."

The pain in her heart was caused by such a shock: "The host has the power to reach the heavens, so he should know that what happened in Shengjing City today was not caused by me on purpose. Could it be my fault?" business?"

"Karma reincarnation, retribution is not good, the little benefactor should remember these eight words." Jue Ming shook his head and sighed, "You are involved in it, it is not you who provoked it, but also because of you, it is your sin karma."

Jiang Wan's breath stagnated: "Can't resolve it?"

"Solvable."

Jue Ming raised his eyes to look at her: "What the little benefactor asks today is nothing more than a word from the old monk. This word is not serious, and the old monk can still afford it."

He clasped his palms together and recited the Buddha's words: "But what the old monk said just now, I hope that the little benefactor will remember it in his heart and never forget it. Since the cycle of heaven and earth is broken on you alone, it is an unbreakable situation. The old monk inherits the Buddha's karma, and he will never forget it." Help the little benefactor to resolve one or two. But what happened today is not a robbery for you."

Not robbery?

Jiang Wan frowned: "You mean, my catastrophe is far from comparable to this kind of thing, you...can't resolve it?"

"The little benefactor is intelligent by nature, so he should know what the old monk said." Jueming had already taken the light yellow Buddhist paper from the case, and wrote a few words with a pen. Zhi pushed Jiang Wan in front of him, "This is what the little benefactor wants."

Jiang Wan's arm seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he couldn't lift it no matter what: "Master, you just said that my fate is precious and hard..."

Jueming laughed and shook his head: "Phoenix master's fate, precious or not, the little benefactor knows best. Changing fate against the sky, in the whole world, is there anyone who is tougher than the little benefactor, your life?"

He finally spoke a human language that can be understood with one ear.

Jiang Wan thought in his heart: "It is said that people with a hard fate can overcome... My fate, will it hinder the people around me?"

Jueming looked at her with a little surprise, and shook his head after a while.

Only then did Jiang Wan feel relieved.

But the so-called fate...

"Then my calamity, when and what calamity, can master count?"

Jueming smiled unpredictably: "Since it's your catastrophe, I'm up to you to solve it. As for when, where and what catastrophe is, I know it well, so I can tell the little benefactor, if I need to lose ten years of my life, the little benefactor will return it." Want to hear it?"

Jiang Wan's complexion changed suddenly, he pinched the paper with his fingertips, took it back in a hurry, folded it and put it in his waist purse, then got up, and solemnly bowed to Jue Ming with his palms together: "Master Jiang Wan Say goodbye."

When she went out, Zhao Xing stood under a red plum tree with his hands behind his back.

The red plum is proud and frosty, clean and clear, and he is tall and tall, with a handsome figure. Such a scene, but for some reason, made Jiang Wan's eyes wet.

Zhao Xing turned his head when he heard the sound of the door, just in time to see her hastily raised her hand and wiped it at the corner of her eyes.

He came forward with raised eyebrows, and took a deep look into the monastery: "What's going on?"

Jiang Wan smiled, and brushed off a plum petal that fell from his shoulder: "The cold wind blew my eyes, I couldn't bear it, I shed two tears, it's okay."

Zhao Xing didn't believe this nonsense, but she didn't want to say it, so he didn't ask any more, thinking that it didn't work, he took a deep breath: "I'll think of a way."

While speaking, his figure moved, and he stood in the way of her left hand.

Just now there was a gust of wind blowing from this direction.

Jiang Wan pulled the edge of his cloak, patted the small purse on his waist, and motioned him to look down.

Zhao Xing was puzzled, she pulled him down the steps, and walked a little further: "Give it to me, Master, let's go back to the city."

so easy?

Seeing that he was about to frown again, Jiang Wan muttered, "Why do you frown when I get it?"

Zhao Xing stretched his eyebrows when he heard the words: "No, I just think that Zhuzhu is really powerful, and it was done so quickly."

Can she not be great?

The phoenix master's fate changed his fate against the sky.

If word got out, she might die without a place to bury her.

She originally wanted to ask Jueming, if she was Feng Ge in her previous life, what will she do in this life?

In that position, whether Zhao Xing himself has the heart or not, Zhao Yu has always treated him so well, no matter what, it is impossible for her to watch Zhao Yi calculate every step of the way and take Zhao Yu's life away.

If Zhao Yu climbed to the Great Treasure safely and smoothly, wouldn't her character be broken?

Jiang Wan had too many doubts in her heart, but it was a pity that Master Jueming's last sentence blocked all her words.

Ten years of longevity.

She can't afford it, cause and effect cycle, she'd better not provoke her.

Zhao Xing rubbed the top of her hair: "What are you thinking?"

She shook her head and said no: "With this, those rumors will be broken. I don't know what other tricks the people behind the scenes have waiting for us, and I feel a little annoying."

He laughed loudly and asked her: "Who was the one who said so boldly just now, saying let nature take its course, take one step at a time, and think about it?"

Jiang Wan rolled his eyes and said, "I don't know!"

Her steps were faster, and Zhao Xing followed closely after her steps were a little bigger.

The two left the Daxiangguo Temple all the way, got on their horses, and went back to the city against the bitter cold wind.

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Half an hour later, the two of them went outside the Funing Hall, and the inner supervisor entered the hall to communicate, but it was Zhao Yu who greeted them.

His complexion was livid, and Zhao Xing secretly thought it was bad.

When he stepped up, he wanted to ask him when he died. Zhao Yu glanced at Jiang Wan first, and said in a deep voice: "Hu Kezhen is dead. Just after you left the city, the imperial doctor couldn't see any clues. He really died suddenly. His death aroused even more anger among the people, and some courtiers have come forward to ask the emperor to order him to quell the people's grievances as soon as possible."

Zhao Xing's face was gloomy, and Jiang Wan also sneered: "To appease the public's anger and grievances, is it fair for Hu Kezhen to push me out and chop me up?"

Zhao Yu stared at her: "What nonsense?"

Zhao Xing pressed her arm: "They don't dare yet."

Zhao Yu shook his head: "Uncle Huang, Lord Gu, and several cabinet ministers are also inside, so don't go in, Aguan, and go to Hanzhang Hall for a while. The things you got from Daxiangguo Temple... I'm afraid it won't be of much use."

The people were furious, there must be someone fueling the flames behind the scenes, Hu Kezhen is not dead, the abbot Jue Ming's words are enough, but he is dead, the momentum has been made to be like this, and the abbot's words alone may not be able to calm down.

Jiang Wan knew it well, but still took out the paper and handed it to Zhao Xing with a serious face, and then went down the jade steps without saying a word, and was led to Hanzhang Hall.

(End of this chapter)