Abandoned daughter from a wealthy family returns after being reborn at full level

Chapter 10 The Golden Light of Merit
This feeling was fleeting, Mo Gan just instinctively reacted for a moment and then calmed down in an instant.

Ding Qian pondered: "Captain, could it be that two strange monsters killed each other and died together?"

"No." Mo Gan vetoed, "If this is the case, the detection equipment will send out an alarm."

They searched the room carefully again, but found nothing.

Mo Gan recalled what he saw on the road about the deeds of the owner before his life, and sighed: "Perhaps his obsession has been resolved by himself."

Ding Qian recorded all these in the case report.

Mo Gan: "Let's go, this case is over."

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After Sheng Jin walked into the boundary gate, the roaring and roaring echoed in his ears became more and more clear.

Countless grotesque monsters are restrained by the Rakshasa Realm, leaving only a trace of devouring instinct to let them kill each other.

However, as if sensing Sheng Jin's entry, those angry voices froze suddenly——

'is her! '

'Female Rakshasa'

'Didn't she leave'

Sheng Jin ignored those vigilant, fearful, and cautious gazes, and returned to Linjiang Yu's residence.

After returning home, Sheng Jin took out his mobile phone and made a cross-border call.

"Gu Zhao, help me retrieve a person's information from Yanjing's security department."

A lazy and uninterested male voice came from the phone: "Miss, the defense of China's security department is no joke, and I'm still on vacation!"

Sheng Jin: "I'm not in charge of your vacation?"

"Success." Gu Zhao's tone was speechless, "Who told us to be partners? What is the name of that person? I will send you an email at night."

"Forgot, he died unexpectedly a month ago, and strange things happened frequently after his death. He is a tenant of Landlord Li in Ping'an Community."

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Gu Zhao gritted his teeth, "You are really an ancestor! I am the most mysterious master of the Hacking League, who was kidnapped by you and worked as a coolie for so many years——"

"Email me tonight."

Ignoring Gu Zhao's resentment, Sheng Jin hung up the phone neatly.

In the evening, Gu Zhao sent the person's information to her mailbox. Sheng Jin ignored the random thoughts he sent along with him, and clicked on the information.

The name of the deceased was Chen Ping, a very common name, but his experience was full of hardships.

It seems that being ordinary has become a luxury for him.

When Chen Ping was five years old, because her mother disliked her father for not being able to make money, and often beat and scolded her after drinking too much, she abandoned everything at home and left in a dark night, never to return.

Chen Ping's father blamed all this on him, forbidding him to go to school, forcing him to work part-time, and even serving him when he came back. Every time he almost hangs by a thread, bleeding profusely, he seems to be a body without thought.

Until Chen's father died unexpectedly due to alcoholism.

After his father died, Chen Ping started to go out of the house. He would often come to find the group of homeless people under the overpass, and stay there for a day. Uncle Chen was one of the homeless people who often took Chen Ping with him.

Maybe it was because of the same surname, or maybe it was because Uncle Chen's care and care for him made him feel the warmth of home after a long absence. Chen Ping has been relying on Uncle Chen for a long time. Tramps share.

Chen Ping's death was a real accident.

The downpour suddenly fell, the water level under the stone bridge rose, and the places where the homeless lived were reduced. Coupled with the heavy rain and cold weather, accidents were easy to happen.

That night, Chen Ping saw from the door and window of his home that Uncle Chen was almost washed away by the flood and broke his leg because of it. In a hurry, he ran out of the house without any protective measures.

The corridors of the old community had no shelter from the wind and rain. The branches and sundries were swept by the wind and the wind and rain washed the corridors. The stairs had long been worn smooth. Chen Ping was so anxious that an accident happened.

After his death, the obsession to keep the homeless alive remained and sustained him.

After Sheng Jin finished reading, it was no surprise that there would be a golden light of merit in Chen Ping's body.

His experience was full of ups and downs, but never obliterated the kindness in his heart.

Having made up her mind, Sheng Jin sent Zhuo Lin a message.

Three days later, Ping An District.

When Sheng Jin arrived here, he saw those homeless men packing their bags.

She saw Uncle Chen who was the most conspicuous among them at a glance.

A day ago, a few people in suits and leather shoes came here and found the homeless people under the stone bridge.

Sheng Jin stood by the river, watching them quietly, until Uncle Chen took the initiative to come up and talk to her: "It's you."

Sheng Jin looked over.

Uncle Chen's eyes were still wary: "I remember you, you entered that house at that time, who are you, Chen Ping?"

Sheng Jin: "We have nothing to do with each other."

Uncle Chen nodded, and a deep sadness was hidden in the man's calm face: "We are leaving soon. A group of people came over yesterday and said they wanted to set up a homeless mutual aid association and let us join."

As soon as he made a sound, the people next to him also stepped in: "Yes, yes, I didn't expect that there are still people in this world who remember us!"

"Nonsense! That kid Chen Ping will always remember us!"

As soon as "Chen Ping" was mentioned, the people who were still excited to pack their things suddenly slowed down and said nothing.

Sheng Jin looked at Uncle Chen: "Chen Ping is very concerned about you, he wants to know if your legs are much better."

Chen Ping is a duckweed, but the existence of these homeless people provided him with a foothold for a short time, so he poured all his remaining heat on them.

Uncle Chen froze in place suddenly.

Sheng Jin looked at their red eye sockets and trembling mouth corners, and obviously understood, she turned and walked into the building without saying anything.

Uncle Chen hurriedly stopped her with a limp.

"Wait! How do you know, is it Chen Ping—"

"He wants you to be better."

Sheng Jin clicked and stopped, and then left without stopping.

In the room on the third floor, Sheng Jin woke up the sleeping Chen Ping.

He woke up from the trance, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the beautiful woman standing in front of him: "You are here."

Sheng Jin raised his chin, motioning him to look out the window.

Chen Ping looked down, and was stunned when he saw those homeless men getting ready to board a car.

Their eyes were still red, and their painful emotions were mixed with renewed hope for a new life, especially Uncle Chen, who seemed to have sensed something, raised his head and waved his hands to the window where Chen Ping was.

Chen Ping couldn't help showing a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What did you do?" he asked.

"I just gave them a decent chance."

Sheng Jin stood behind him with arms crossed. Funded by the Horus Group, the Homeless Mutual Aid Association was established in the name of Chen Ping. These people are the first batch of employees. They will carry Chen Ping's will to help more people.

Chen Ping expressed his sincere gratitude: "Thank you."

"Everyone gets what they need."

Chen Ping understood the meaning of Sheng Jin's words. He cupped his hands and took out the golden light of merit that had been sustaining himself from his body.

Sheng Jin's eyes froze, watching Chen Ping put that ray of golden light into her body.

The golden light of merit automatically merged into it, which gave her a sense of reality and solidity.

Sheng Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

Sensing that Chen Ping's spirit body was about to disappear, the room was filled with evil spirits, and she raised her hand: "As another reward, I will send you into reincarnation."

　Explanation: Because the previous plot was borrowed from a popular Taiwanese drama, various controversies arose, so I am hereby modifying it to avoid trouble.

　　[PS: I borrowed three points before: 1, the supporting role was bluffed by colleagues; 2, the supporting role’s empathy for the homeless; 3, the supporting role’s cause of death.If you bar, you are right. ]
　　
　
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