My aunt's name is Ma Xiaoling

Chapter 7 The stability of the Three Realms depends on you to maintain

When Ma Bolian pulled Ma Xiaoling away, Wang Wenqiang also pulled Zhou Zhe to the other side.

"Zhou Zhe, how many times have I told you, don't you know why you were transferred to my small bureau? You are a policeman and serve the masses. Look at the quarrel you just had. The appearance of a public servant!"

Wang Wenqiang criticized Zhou Zhe seriously, but at this time the mobile phone in his trouser pocket kept ringing.

"Hello..." He answered the phone, "A car accident? That's the traffic police's business, why are you looking for us..."

Ma Junyu's phone also rang, "Hey...Grandpa, don't be afraid, just wait for me, I'll go over now..."

Junyu who answered the phone suddenly turned pale.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Ling asked.

"The bus just overturned, and Grandpa was pinned down..." Junyu's voice was trembling, "Grandpa said to let you answer the phone..."

Seeing the unstoppable tears of Junyu's two lines, Xiao Ling believed that the matter was true, and her heart couldn't help but tugged.

She answered the phone, "Uncle, I'm Xiaoling..."

"Xiao Ling, from now on Mashi... will depend on you..." On the other end of the phone, the brother's voice was a bit labored.

"Uncle, wait for me, the whole village is going to save you, everyone in the village is going!" Xiaoling's face was instantly covered with two tears.

"Listen to me, listen clearly... Ouch, my chest is tight..."

There were two muffled coughs on the phone.

"Then don't talk about it, we will talk slowly when we arrive..."

But the brother didn't seem to dare to wait any longer, he took a rough breath, coughed again, and continued, "There is a brown wooden box under my bed, which was left by your aunt Ma Xiaoling to the descendants of the Ma family. I want to give it to your aunt, but she has a stubborn temper, so she doesn't want it, so I can only give it to you. Not long ago, I set the password as your birthday."

At this time, Xiaoling and Junyu had followed Wang Wenqiang into the police car, and many clan members who had cars at home also followed the police car to the scene of the accident.

"Uncle, I don't understand what you are talking about about the descendants of the Ma family. You have to give me what you want, and you have to hand it over yourself, otherwise I won't listen to you..." Xiaoling's voice was a little choked up.

Thinking of how her uncle cared about her on a regular basis, she was already in tears.

When Junyu saw this, he couldn't sit still anymore, and quickly grabbed the phone, "Grandpa, save your strength, don't fall asleep, let alone move around, you wait for me, I'm a doctor, wait for me to come and rescue you." You, you'll be fine..."

"I'm talking business with Xiaoling, you brat, who told you to grab the phone!"

"what?"

Why did Grandpa suddenly become fuller than usual?

"What are you talking about? Call Xiao Ling!"

Listening to the tone on the phone, Junyu could also see the white eyes of his grandfather looking at him.

"Oh, yes!" Junyu's heart was relieved, and his tears stopped.

On the other hand, Xiaoling, her uncle was seriously injured and still missed her so much, which moved her very much, "Uncle, you have to wait for us..."

"Little Ling, you must remember that you are the Ma family's single-handed spiritual master. From now on, the Ma family will rely on you to protect it, and the stability of the Three Realms will depend on you. Whether your aunt Ma Xiaoling can come back depends on you..."

On the other end of the phone, the brother sitting in the flattened bus compartment was talking while winking at the wavy long-haired woman in blue jeans and a white long coat beside her.

The woman gave him a thumbs up and responded softly, "Don't worry, I came in time, they all just fell and fainted, and none of them hurt their lives."

"Uncle, I don't understand what you mean..." Xiao Ling's head full of question marks could be heard on the phone.

"It doesn't matter, after you open the box...you will understand! Remember to open the box, it's under my bed..." Bo Zhong secretly laughed, pretending to be out of breath and hung up the phone, " Sis, if I say this, I won’t scare Xiao Ling, right?”

"What kind of thing is this? It's at most a warm-up. There will be many things that will scare you out of your soul in the future!" Ma Xiaoling said cheerfully, shaking her long black hair.

"Uncle Bozhong, are you okay? Who are you talking to?" The driver woke up and saw Ma Bozhong tilting his head and smiling silly.

"No, I'll report the children's safety. Fortunately, it's okay, it's okay!" The brother raised the phone, and then winked at the cousin next to him.

"You are still the same as when you were a child, like a ghost." Ma Xiaoling smiled, but there was a hint of sadness hidden between her brows and eyes.

She didn't say it out, except for Ma's spiritual master, anyone who can see her must have lost their souls, and they are not far from death!

……

Two days later.

"Sister, I thought you appeared to save my life, but I didn't expect that you just came here to borrow my mouth." Ma Bozhong watched his children and grandchildren wearing mourning for him cry in a ball in the mourning hall of the funeral home.

"It's as if I'm waiting for you on purpose." Ma Xiaoling's tone was mixed with a little disgust.

"Forget it, Sun Mantang was originally here in exchange for your longevity."

I remember that when we got married back then, my mother insisted on using his and his wife's birthday horoscopes to choose a date, but I didn't expect to frighten the fortune-telling tea woman, and she didn't even dare to ask for a reward.

It is said that unless the fate is as hard as the lone star of Tiansha, there must be a noble person who can survive in the world with a lifespan after his death.

Except for cousin Xiaoling who rescued him by Shi Ling in the river, Bo Zhong couldn't think of anyone with such ability.

"What are you talking about? It's clear that your lifespan is not over yet. You have your mission." Ma Xiaoling patted her cousin on the shoulder, "Look, you are getting old and shorter than me, but you used to be half a head taller than me Woolen cloth."

Bo Zhong smiled, "Yes, people will always grow old, and there must be time to leave."

"Thank you for taking care of that stubborn little antelope, and thank you for taking care of this stupid little Ling."

"Sister, what are you talking about, they are also my relatives, you and I are siblings!" Bozhong said, shedding his last tears.

He looked at his wife and children with reluctance, and at his grandson who was not very close to him...

Helping the souls of the dead to transcend is the only way for human spiritual masters.

Ma Xiaoling couldn't count how many times she had seen such a scene, but in her heart, she still couldn't help being moved by the reluctance of people's emotions.

"Sister, if there is a chance in the future, I want to be a big brother and let me protect you!" Bo Zhong wiped his tears.

"That won't work, your sister will always be your sister!"

Ma Xiaoling laughed, and Bo Zhong also laughed.

"Okay, I'm leaving!"

The soul of letting go instantly became lighter, and slowly dissipated in the air, and finally drifted down a sentence, "Sister, let Xiaoling tell Junyu that he can live well by himself!"

Ma Xiaoling nodded to Hun who could no longer see her face clearly, "Don't worry, the future will be long, I will definitely tell him!"

(End of this chapter)