After I worshipped Bodhi, I was invincible

Chapter 114 Have You Read Too Many Immortal Cultivation Novels?

In the past few days, Ao Qing found that she had frequent dreams.

Sitting in front of the computer and taking a sip of hot water, she typed a line on the Baidu forum interface: "I often dream about strange things, like cultivating immortals and ascending to immortality. Is there anyone who understands Duke Zhou's interpretation of dreams? Please sincerely ask for help?"

After a while, I received a reply comment: Brother, you have read too many novels about cultivating immortals!

The corner of Ao Qing's mouth trembled, silently ignoring this comment.

After waiting all afternoon, the comments from the water friends were varied, and Ao Qing felt that his head hurt even more after reading it all over.

Raising you is worse than raising a cat: Are you afraid that you need to go to the psychiatric department to register?

Grave Bounce Disc: 666666, take me with you if you become a fairy.

Raising you is worse than raising a cat: Brothers in the front row, are you going to become a fairy or go to the earth, I am afraid that the King of Hades will shake his head when he reads your nickname.

I want to be free and unrestrained: Dare I ask you where to practice immortality?In the next Nascent Soul Stage monk, I intend to fight!
High-quality mammals: Let me just ask, how many normal people are there in this building?
Master Bai at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain: Dreaming of Taoist priests, Taoists, and Taoists is a symbol of auspiciousness, while dreaming of cultivating immortals and ascending to the top usually means prosperity in career, wealth and longevity, and auspiciousness.

Bundi on the grave: Master Bai in the front row is an expert, old driver, I want to get in the car, drop!student card!

On the last page of the sword manual, no love is God: Drip!Heartless card!

My roommate is Xiugou: Drip!Because your face is too handsome, the instrument cannot recognize it... The platform will update the program as soon as possible, I am very sorry.

Flipping through one by one, Ao Qing looked at the comments and messages on the screen, feeling in a daze that her problem was not that serious.

After all, there are too many abnormal people, and it all depends on their peers to set off!

"Forget it, let it be fate, drink some water to suppress the shock first."

……

The clouds were thick and the rain was pouring.

The rain was pattering outside the house, Ao Qing stood at the window and looked at the heavy rain outside the house, a special emotion suddenly rose in his heart.

The rainwater slowly slid down the glass windows, the temperature was getting colder, and the air was mixed with the fishy smell of rainwater and mud.

Out the door, holding up an umbrella.

There was not much water on the ground, and she had a severe headache, so Ao Qing decided to walk around to relax.

After walking aimlessly in the rain for a long time, the road was full of pedestrians and traffic, the vehicles were driving fast, the wheels were rolling, and splashes of water fell on the road.

I don't know how long I walked, the crowd gathered in front of me, bustling.

"How long has this person been standing? My legs are numb. Why is she still standing upstairs?" A small, skinny man asked impatiently.

"It's a waste of my time. Do you want to dance or not? I'm still waiting to pick up the baby." Another woman said.

"It's so pitiful, I heard it's related to Yude High School... Those in Yude are really inferior to pigs and dogs!"

Looking along the noisy crowd, there is a girl in her early twenties standing on the top of a tall building.

The firefighters beside the girl were patiently dissuading her, but the girl sitting on the top of the building was looking down at her mobile phone, her shoulders trembling slightly, her hair covered most of her face, and her mood seemed unstable.

"This is, jumping off a building?" Ao Qing was surprised, and subconsciously glanced around.

Some of the crowd dissuaded and comforted, and some whispered live with their mobile phones, and more stood silently, like bystanders, without saying a word, just looking up.

It seems to be watching a piece of news, turning over it curiously, and eventually it becomes a chat after dinner.

The blond-haired youth with a selfie stick in his hand squeezed in through the crowd, a face full of pimples dangling on the phone screen.

"Brothers in the live broadcast room, I'm already downstairs in the Huangtian Building, and I'm braving the heavy rain to broadcast live. All veterans, give a thumbs up, swipe 6666 and let's go!"

As he said that, the young man with yellow hair turned the screen of his mobile phone over and adjusted it, aiming at the girl upstairs.

"Brothers, it is 02:30 in the afternoon. The girl upstairs who is about to commit suicide is about the same age as me. She looks very unstable and may jump off at any time!"

"Although the firefighter uncle put an air cushion downstairs, the weather is getting worse and worse now, with heavy rain and strong wind blowing!"

The blond-haired boy wiped the rainwater from his face, and said in a loud voice: "Brothers, for the sake of my live broadcast on a heavy rainy day, use a rocket! It can be regarded as a help. Encourage this girl to cherish life and don't jump off the building. Let's Let's spread positivity together!"

The middle-aged man on one side frowned, as if he sneered at what the yellow-haired youth did.

The firefighters set up a cordon downstairs and waved their hands to evacuate the crowd gathered to discuss as soon as possible, but the crowd still gathered more and more, and surrounded several floors along the cordon.

Ao Qing stood outside the crowd, holding an umbrella, looking up at the girl on the thirteenth floor.

The rain slid down the umbrella surface, the cold wind howled, the rain slanted, the clothes were half wet, and the wetness stuck to the skin.

Listening to the noise and rain in my ears, the tingling in my head became more and more intense.

She frowned and stretched her hand out of the umbrella.

The dense rainwater kept dripping on the back of his hands, his ears were buzzing, and many pictures covered in white mist appeared in his mind.

But he couldn't see clearly at all, his body almost fell into a hazy white mist, and only noisy sounds remained in his ears.

——I seem to be able to save her...

An inexplicable idea appeared in Ao Qing's mind, and her eyes fell on the girl on the top of the building. Ao Qing moved her fingers, and she subconsciously took a step forward, her feet stepped on the ground and splashed muddy rainwater.

He seemed to be in a trance, and the umbrella in his hand was blown to this side by the strong wind.

Help, how to help?
Her expression froze, and she suddenly felt that her thoughts were ridiculous, and now she could only add to the chaos. The fireman was admonishing her, what can she do by herself?
At this moment, the girl on the top of the building suddenly covered her head and burst into tears.

She turned around and said a few words to the firefighters, threw the phone to the ground forcefully, and ran to the left along the edge of the roof.

The wind and rain are getting stronger, and the girl's clothes are flying.

The next moment, she took a step forward, tilted her body, and fell from the thirteenth floor!
——"Boom!"

There was an ear-piercing muffled sound from the ground, and the crowd of onlookers was even more noisy.

Ao Qing's fingers holding the umbrella trembled, as if her mind was about to explode, all kinds of emotions flooded in, but the girl who just lost control on the rooftop kept appearing in front of her eyes.

The weirdness grew stronger and stronger.

Ao Qing felt that she could save her, but...but how?
How to do it!
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the faint smell of blood permeated the air.

……

Beijiang Road, Metro Line [-].

Ao Qing took back her umbrella, sat on the subway seat, and watched the crowd quietly.

A bald uncle sat beside Ao Qing.

His long and flat eyes swept over Ao Qing's body, rubbed his fingers, and smiled with the corners of his mouth: "Hey, it's raining really hard, even an umbrella is useless, and your clothes are all wet."

As he spoke, he took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to Ao Qing: "Wipe?"

"No thanks, I'll just go back and blow dry."

Ao Qing's tone was cold.

The previous images are still repeated in her mind, heavy rain, strong wind, crowds, young girls... Countless images overlapped and alternated, Ao Qing tried hard to recall, she always felt that she had forgotten something.

Forgot something very important.

Forgot something that could change the present and save her...

On one side, the middle-aged man saw that Ao Qing ignored him, his eyes darkened, and he smiled and said, "Wipe it, I took out all the tissues."

He squinted his eyes and smiled, the palm of his hand holding the tissue was already on Ao Qing's shoulder.

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