The ancestor's salted fish vest has been picked up again!

Chapter 178 Three Hairs
At three o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Lingzhi returned to Haishi.

She still has to fly to Yanjing at night, she needs to go back to Haishi to pack her luggage and then take Guishuai, Li Qingqing and others to Yanjing.

Meng Xiaoxi knew when Lingzhi would return to Haishi, so she couldn't wait to wait for her at the airport, and she bought a plane ticket for [-]:[-] in the evening.

Her phone calls from her hometown have been ringing off the hook for the past two days, and she has been staying in Haishi under great pressure just to see Ling Zhi.

"Master Ling, here, here."

Meng Xiaoxi saw a cool and handsome girl walking towards her from a distance.

She waved her hands excitedly.

When the people around heard about Master Ling, they quickly looked over and saw that it was Ling Zhi who was very popular at the moment, and many people wanted to move over to watch.

After Meng Xiaoxi yelled, she knew that she seemed to be doing something wrong. Is the word Lingye equivalent to telling others that Lingzhi is here?
Seeing many people gathered around, Lingzhi waved her hand calmly, and said at the same time: "We must be a quality and civilized person, and we must not cause inconvenience to others due to crowding."

After Lingzhi said that, those people were embarrassed to continue to squeeze over. After all, when Lingzhi said this, the powerful coercion made them dare not move forward if they wanted to.

Ling Zhi expressed that she was very satisfied with the effect, and then walked into a nearby coffee shop with Meng Xiaoxi.

Finding a relatively secluded place to sit down, Meng Xiaoxi was a little embarrassed, Master Ling's aura was too strong, she didn't dare to meet her eyes.

This is still the case when Master Ling is wearing sunglasses. If the eyepiece is taken off, she will not dare to look at each other with those black pupils. She always feels that those black pupils can see into other people's souls.

Ling Zhi ordered two glasses of latte, then squinted and looked at Meng Xiaoxi who was opposite.

Seeing Lingzhi staring at her, Meng Xiaoxi quickly sat down and waited for Lingzhi to speak.

There is no one sitting next to them, which just gives them enough personal space.

Ling Zhi stared at it for a while, then said calmly: "Your situation, as I expected, is also a catastrophe in your life, and you can't avoid it."

Meng Xiaoxi almost cried when she heard this: "Master Ling, I beg you, only you can save me now."

She took out a tissue from the table and held it tightly in her hand, her voice trembling: "I don't want to die, and I don't want to marry a ghost. My life has just begun, and I don't want to end so early."

At this time, the coffee was delivered, and when the waiter left, Ling Zhi said, "I'm already saving you. If you hadn't been lucky enough to meet me, you would have gone down already, why would you wait until now?"

Meng Xiaoxi's face was flushed by Ling Zhi's words.

Master Ling was right, if she hadn't been there to help, she probably would have died the first time she was forcibly married, or it would have been the few days when her father died.

She lowered her head in embarrassment and whispered, "I know you've been helping me, but I don't know what to do anymore."

Speaking of this, she suddenly raised her head to look at Lingzhi and asked, "Master Ling, can you tell me why they keep marrying me? Is it because my mother is some kind of saint? If that's the case, it doesn't make sense, does it? It's human!"

Ling Zhi took a sip of his coffee and said, "What's wrong with humans? Among the following, which one did not evolve from humans? No matter if it is a god, fairy, demon, demon, or ghost, which is a powerful boss, which one is not in the form of a human?" Show people?"

"To put it bluntly, although human beings are weak, selfish and self-righteous, what we have to admit is that human beings are changeable, not only highly moldable, but also immeasurable."

"Your mother is a saint. As her daughter, her blood naturally flows in your body. Finding you is equivalent to owning a saint."

"So, why did they abandon you?"

Meng Xiaoxi was powerless to refute Lingzhi's rhetorical question.

She bit her lower lip, eyes full of unwillingness and fear.

Lingzhi leaned back and said, "The word saint may be a shackle to you, and you still don't know the important meaning of the word saint. Although I know the reason for this, I still don't know I can't tell you now."

Meng Xiaoxi: "Why? I really want to know, I don't want to just spend time in danger without knowing why."

Lingzhi asked back: "So what if you know? Do you have the ability to change? You have to understand one thing, since your birth, your destiny has been doomed."

"Your father handed you the hot potato key, and you are doomed to have a rough life in the future. If I hadn't held that key for you, you wouldn't be alive now, do you understand?"

Meng Xiaoxi's face was pale, and her tears rolled down drop by drop like pearls with broken strings.

Lingzhi still had a calm face, and she said to Meng Xiaoxi: "But you don't have to worry too much, don't you know me? I won't let you die so early, it's just that the little devil around you may keep harassing you, I hope you get used to it soon."

After speaking, he took out three tied hairs from the small bag that he carried and handed them to Meng Xiaoxi: "This is my hair, take it with you, and your life will not be in danger."

Meng Xiaoxi quickly took it with both hands, looking at the three hairs, she was very excited, and then carefully put the hairs into her jacket pocket.

Ling Zhi reminded her: "Don't put it in your pants pocket, and don't put it in your bag. The best way is to make it into jewelry and wear it on your body."

Meng Xiaoxi nodded: "Well, when I go back, I'll weave it into a bracelet or a necklace and wear it on my body."

He looked at Meng Xiaoxi and said, "Give me your right hand."

Meng Xiaoxi hastily stretched out her right hand, and Lingzhi gently held it.

Meng Xiaoxi opened her eyes wide and looked at the beautiful slender hand that was holding her, wondering what Master Ling was going to do?
Just when she was about to speak, her soul suddenly felt cool, and before she could react, the coolness disappeared.

As if it was just an illusion, she quickly raised her eyes to look at Lingzhi, "Master Ling, is it my illusion?"

Ling Zhi withdrew her hand, picked up the coffee lightly, took a sip and said, "I have made my mark on your soul. In this year, as long as you meet someone who is not a puppet, you will be fine for the time being."

"So you don't have to worry about what those little ghosts will do to you now. In addition, you can still see the ghosts of the underworld in the future, so at least you don't need to wipe your eyes, and the ghosts don't know in front of you."

"Really? Great, great—"

Meng Xiaoxi stood up in surprise, and quickly came to Lingzhi and hugged her tightly.

"Thank you, Lord Ling, you are really my nobleman, I love you to death, woooo—"

As she spoke, she began to cry, what could she do, she met Lord Ling.

Lingzhi didn't speak, just being hugged by her until Meng Xiaoxi calmed down, she let go of Lingzhi embarrassedly, sat back in her seat and said, "Master Ling, I have a question to ask you, you don't need to answer it .”

Lingzhi: "?"

(End of this chapter)