The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 265: Fortune and misfortune are dependent on each other (two

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Wang Meng didn't expect Qiao Yumo to see the photo of Mr. Qiao.

Obviously, the photo of Mr. Qiao evoked that painful memory of Qiao Yumo.

Wang Meng took out the pill from his pocket without hesitation, pinched Qiao Yumo's chin, forced him to open his mouth, and stuffed the pill directly into Qiao Yumo's mouth.

Wang Meng stretched out his hand and wiped Qiao Yumo's throat, grunting, the pill was swallowed.

"Stand up!" Wang Meng said to Zhao Beibei and Fan Linlin who had just rushed in.

Zhao Beibei and Fan Linlin quickly set up the soft Qiao Yumo.

Wang Meng waved his palms very lightly, but there was a whistling sound.

Fan Linlin and Zhao Beibei looked at Wang Meng in surprise. They knew that Wang Meng's skill was good, but they didn't know that Wang Meng was already out of hand.

This is the first time that Wang Meng has exposed his strength in front of the second woman.

The mother Fan who rushed over also looked at Wang Meng in surprise.

Papa Papa, Wang Meng's palms patted several key points on Qiao Yumo's chest continuously. This was the input of his internal force to promote the onset of the drug's effect.

It was just a breath, Qiao Yumo's face flushed, getting redder, and in the blink of an eye, Qiao Yumo's neck and face were flushed like blood, very scary.

Fan Linlin and Zhao Beibei held Qiao Yumo and closed their eyes quickly, afraid to look at the terrifying Qiao Yumo. Both women's bodies were trembling.

Fan mother was even more stunned at the door, with a look of horror on her face.

Actually, if there is a chair here, there is no need for two women to hold it. But the matter was urgent. Wang Meng had to administer the needle in front of Qiao Yumo's head, so Qiao Yumo could not lie down, but could only stand.

"Don't be afraid, get steady!" Wang Meng exhorted.

Huh!

Wang Meng suddenly reached into his arms and took out a box of golden needles.

Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh for Wang Meng that his hands danced like the wind, his body actually wandered around Qiao Yumo, Zhao Beibei, and Fan Linlin fast, as fast as they were extraordinary.

I saw many golden lights flying, and one hundred and six golden needles were all over Qiao Yumo's chest, back and key points around his head.

At this time, Qiao Yumo's upper body was shining golden, like a hedgehog wearing a half-length golden armor.

At this time, Wang Meng still has two golden needles in his hand.

"She will squirt blood, don't be afraid, and hold her steady." Wang Meng said suddenly.

Fan Linlin and Zhao Beibei hurriedly held Qiao Yumo with all their strength, and the second daughter closed her eyes tightly, not daring to open them.

"Gather!" Wang Meng suddenly gave a soft drink and pierced Qiao Yumo's back atrium.

No sound or interest, the three-inch gold needle sank into one and a half inches.

Qiao Yumo trembled when the golden needle entered his body!

"Scatter!" Wang Meng gave another soft drink, and the golden needle in his atrium was pulled out at a speed after immersion.

Shit!

Qiao Yumo took a mouthful and spouted a mouthful of black blood.

At this time, Wang Meng still has a golden needle in his hand.

Huh!

As soon as Qiao Yumo sprayed blood, Wang Meng's figure was already in front of Qiao Yumo, and the black blood had already been sprayed. Wang Meng's shot was like electricity, and the gold needle instantly fell into Qiao Yumo's eyebrows.

The gold needle is in and out.

Qiao Yumo shot a purple-black blood line between his eyebrows.

Wang Meng ducked away.

The blood line sprayed continuously, and the lasing shot out more than a meter away, that is, one or two seconds, the lasing blood line turned from black to red, but it was still spraying.

Whhhhhhh, Wang Meng waved his hands, his figure whirled around Qiao Yumo.

The gold needles were withdrawn by Wang Meng in reverse order, and the red on Qiao Yumo's face and neck gradually receded.

In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred gold needles were all pulled out.

Qiao Yumo no longer spurted blood between his eyebrows, and his complexion returned to normal.

Puff!

Suddenly, Wang Meng kept clicking on Qiao Yumo's Anmian Point, and Qiao Yumo snored evenly in an instant!

"Leave it to me!" Wang Meng picked up Qiao Yumo and rushed out of the storage room and entered the guest room.

At this time, Fan Linlin and Zhao Beibei, already sweating and limp, sat on the ground.

Fan's mother hurried in and helped her second daughter.

Although Fan's mother pretended to be calm, she was shocked in her heart. Wang Meng, what kind of kung fu is this?

Wang Meng settled Qiao Yumo well, also exhausted and sweating profusely.

Wang took a shower, put on dry clothes, and walked out of the room.

Fan Mu, Fan Linlin and Zhao Beibei are sitting in the living room.

"Are you all right?" Wang Meng asked, observing the expressions of the three of them.

"I'm fine! Just a little shocked." Mother Fan said with a wry smile.

"I was okay. I was scared at the time, but I am not scared anymore." Fan Linlin said.

Zhao Beibei shook her head: "I'm fine, too."

"It's fine. Qiao Yumo has to sleep for a long time. Today's affairs will be cancelled, and we will talk about it tomorrow, depending on the situation." Wang Meng said.

"This time, Qiao Yumo is completely healed?" Zhao Beibei asked worriedly.

"It's okay!" Wang Meng affirmed, but he didn't know what to do.

"What will she look like when she wakes up?" Fan Linlin asked suddenly.

Wang Meng knows what Fan Linlin is worried about.

"I don’t know. Treatment is just a forced intervention. In fact, the key is her own will. In fact, she is forced to fall asleep by me now. But she is not really asleep. She has to experience that in her sleep. A nightmare, as her experience, her mental plane will continue to shatter, but this is when the medicine exerts its greatest effect. The more thorough the fragmentation, the greater the miraculous effect of the medicine. Waiting for the medicine to repair all her trauma , Her mental willpower is stronger than before, and this is not breaking or standing!" Wang Meng explained.

Fan's mother and the three were confused as to listening to the myth.

"What kind of person are you?" Fan Linlin said faintly, looking straight at Wang Meng.

"Me? I am the reincarnation of Hua Tuo, who came to hang the pot to help the world!" Wang Meng joked.

Puff, Fan Linlin and Zhao Beibei couldn't help laughing.

Even Mother Fan was amused by Wang Meng.

"Wang Meng? You are tired too, so go to rest!" Fan mother looked at Wang Meng, who was still forced to be happy, and said with concern.

"Okay! I'm going to sleep." Wang Meng didn't insist, he really needed a rest.

Wang Meng returned to the guest room, lay beside Qiao Yumo, and soon fell asleep.

While sleeping, Wang Meng's exhausted mental power was slowly recovering.

Wang Meng woke up, refreshed. He was pleasantly surprised to find that his mental power seemed to have improved a lot.

Wang Meng is very happy. The increase in mental power indicated that it would not take long for Wang Meng to treat Fan Bingbing's illness.

Qiao Yumo fell asleep until the third morning.

Wang Meng is carefully wiping Qiao Yumo's hands.

Qiao Yumo's finger moved suddenly.

Wang Meng knew that Qiao Yumo was about to wake up.

Wang Meng put the towel on the table and looked at Qiao Yumo.

Qiao Yumo's eyes trembled and slowly opened his eyes.

The moment Qiao Yumo opened his eyes, two lines of clear tears flowed from his eyes.

"Yumo? This is Wang Meng!" Wang Meng shook Qiao Yumo's hand and called out softly.

"Where is my father's body? It was cremated?" Qiao Yumo suddenly looked at Wang Meng with an unusually calm expression.

Wang Meng's heart trembled, but he knew that Qiao Yumo's illness was completely healed.

"In the morgue. Just waiting for you to recover!" Wang Meng said.

"Thank you for avenging my Qiao family! I'm going to bury my father!" Qiao Yumo suddenly sat up.

"Okay!" I have already contacted. You take a shower, eat something, and we set off. "Wang Meng nodded and helped Qiao Yumo get out of bed.

"I'm fine!" Qiao Yumo said, gently pushing Wang Meng away, and walked into the bathroom alone.

Wang Meng frowned, and Qiao Yumo seemed to be indifferent to him.

Seeing that Qiao Yumo woke up and returned to normal, Fan's mother and the others were very happy. It's just that Qiao Yumo was very cold, too cold to make people feel close.

Wang Meng was also puzzled.

Master Joe's funeral is very simple. Wang Meng didn't tell anyone, except Fan Mu, Zhao Beibei, and Fan Linlin, only Yang Songlin came quietly and then left quietly. After all, his identity is not easy to reveal.

Erfeizi and Xiaowu were called by Wang Meng to help.

Until this time, Erfeizi and Xiaowu didn't know that the first king, Qiao Zhenfang, was dead. The two were extremely surprised.

Wang Meng was afraid that Qiao Yumo would not be able to stand the blow, so he had already put on a prosthesis for the dead Qiao Zhenfang and put on his clothes. If he didn't look carefully, he couldn't tell.

The scar on the face of Mr. Joe's face has also been treated.

Master Joe's manners are very peaceful.

Qiao Yumo didn't shed any tears during the whole process, and her expression was cold. Only when she saw her father's body being pushed into the crematorium, she wept bitterly.

After the cremation, Mr. Qiao's ashes were buried in the Wolong Mountain Cemetery.

Qiao Yumo only cried once during the whole process.

Wang Meng felt very abnormal.

But Qiao Yumo knew everything except the cold, even clever, nothing unusual.

After the burial of Mr. Qiao, Qiao Yumo returned to Qiao's compound and stayed for one night.

Wang Meng accompanied him throughout.

Qiao Yumo did not object to Wang Meng's company, but he was still indifferent.

Early the next morning, Qiao Yumo and Wang Meng returned to Fan Linlin's villa.

Fan Bingbing has gone to school, she still doesn't know what happened.

In the villa, there are only Fan Mu, Fan Linlin, and Zhao Beibei.

Because of Qiao Yumo's indifference, several people ate breakfast dullly.

Qiao Yumo suddenly said to Wang Meng: "You accompany me to Qinglong Temple. I want to become a monk and practice Buddhism."

"Huh?"

Wang Meng and others were taken aback.

"I want to pay the debt for my father, so that he can rest in peace under Jiuquan." Qiao Yumo calmly looked at Wang Meng and said.

"Your father's debt has been paid." Wang Meng's eyes were shining, looking at Qiao Yumo and said.

"Not enough! If you don't accompany me, I will go by myself!" Qiao Yumo said and stood up.

"Yumo, we accept you!" Fan Linlin stood up quickly, took Qiao Yumo's hand, and said sincerely.

"Yumo? We all accept you! Stay!" Zhao Beibei took Qiao Yumo's other hand and persuaded.

"Thank you! I am so meaningful! Don't persuade you." Qiao Yumo actually hugged Fan Linlin and Zhao Beibei.

The tears of Fan Linlin and Zhao Beibei came down at that time.

"Child? Stay?" Fan mother persuaded Qiao Yumo's hand with her red eyes.

"Thank you Auntie, I really have decided!" Qiao Yumo hugged Fan's mother and wept.

"Yumo, will you stay? I need you!" Wang Meng persuaded. But he had already looked at Qiao Yumo's memory, and he knew that Qiao Yumo was indeed determined, and there was definitely no change.

"Thank you Wang Meng, thank you for everything you have done for our Qiao family! Linlin and the others are very virtuous, they love you, you have to cherish them!" Qiao Yumo hugged Wang Meng again, hugging him tightly for a long time After that, he pushed Wang Meng away and walked out of the villa.

Qinglong Nunnery, located on the top of Dragon Head Peak of Qinglong Mountain, is a nun nunnery three hundred years ago.

Walking into the quiet and peaceful Qinglong Nunnery with the north facing south, a solemn and solemn feeling rushed forward, feeling that the hot temperature seemed to have dropped several degrees.

The entire courtyard of Qinglong Temple has a rigorous structure and proper layout. It has the style of Chinese wooden architecture, simple and elegant, exquisite and delicate.

In the main building, the Great Scripture Hall, there are bronze Buddha statues such as Sakyamuni and the Eleven-faced, Thousand-Hands and Thousand-Eyed Guanyin Statue.

On the east and west sides of the scripture hall, there are some yellow houses supported by red pillars. There are Daxiong Hall, Tibetan Scripture Building, Yunshan Wushu Hall, Weituo Hall, and Wuguan Hall.

The backyard is the practice classroom and living area of ​​the nuns.

There are not many tourists and worshippers in Qinglong Temple. At this time, the nuns in gray clothes are cleaning the courtyard or passing by, and some are chanting in the hall.

Qiao Yumo expressed his intention to a nun, and the nun led Qiao Yumo and Wang Meng into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Wang Meng and Qiao Yumo met the master of the sutra here.

Qiao Yumo didn't conceal it, and told the owner of the Qiao family's affairs. This was also the reason why she wanted to marry.

The owner of the ann is extremely beautiful, and he is decidedly young. He seems to be only in his thirties, but with his eyes full of vicissitudes, there seem to be endless years to come out.

The owner of the Anun is holding a scripture in his hand, sitting cross-legged on the futon, always kind-looking, smiling and listening to Qiao Yumo's words.

Until Qiao Yumo finished talking about his life experience and the reasons for cutting his hair into a nun, the host looked at Qiao Yumo speechless for a while, and suddenly, the host asked: "If you are right, and others insist that you are wrong, what will you do?"

Qiao Yumo was taken aback, and after a little thought, he said: "I will reflect on whether I really did something wrong. But no matter what, I will repent! It is not to admit that I am wrong, but to repent of what I did wrong. Make others think that I am wrong! If I do everything right, how can others say that I am wrong?"

When the host heard this, she smiled kindly, and she suddenly looked at Wang Meng who was aside: "When will you let go, when will you have no troubles. She let go, but you don't!"

Wang Meng was taken aback for a moment, but didn't understand.

Qiao Yumo's always indifferent face suddenly burst into a pure and incomparable smile, and he bowed down directly: "Master? Please give the disciple's dharma title."

"Meditation!" The host smiled kindly and looked at Qiao Yumo, spit out two words.

"Gah? Are you taking her right now?" Wang Meng is still in the circle?

Wang Meng secretly contacted Erfeizi and asked him to find a way to make Qinglong'an refuse to accept Qiao Yumo.

In the past, Erfeizi often gave donations in Qinglong Temple when he was in the dark, in order to wash away some sins and pray for the Buddha's blessing. Now he is in business, and he often comes here to give charity. He and the master are very familiar.

"You are the hero Wang Meng that Jin Donor said, right?" An Zhu suddenly smiled and looked at Wang Meng and said.

"Ahem, that's it!" Wang Meng's face blushed.

The name of the second fat man is Jin Xiangdong.

"The righteous people practice the evil law, and the evil law is also righteous, and the evil people practice the right law, and the righteous law is also evil. Do you know why?" Lord An asked Wang Meng when he looked at him.

Wang Meng without thinking, blurted out: "My heart!"

The owner of the ancestor was taken aback for a moment, obviously he didn't expect Wang Meng to answer so delicately and quickly!

"Yes! It's the original mind! Since you know that all good and evil originate from the original mind, why are you troubled by the emotions and for the people?" asked the Lord An again.

"Can't let it go!" Wang Meng said frankly.

"Emotional attachment is the inducement of distress, and you can be at ease by letting go of it. If you can go with the wind, you will be at ease in the world! Your stubbornness stems from intolerance. But you don't know that patience is not cowardice. It is progress! Letting go, not giving up, not not having no concern. It is from the heart." said An Zhu.

Wang Meng understood a little bit, but also a little confused.

The master of the temple looked at the mountains outside the temple and slowly said, "Everyone knows that going up the mountain is easy and difficult to get down. When you go up the mountain, you are tired, but as long as you persist, you will climb to the top. But when you go down the mountain, you should follow the trend, you should It's easy, but it's actually very difficult. If you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss and be broken into pieces. This seems to be against the way of nature, but it does exist."

"It’s like you are a poor man. You will be happy and satisfied if you make a dollar. If you accumulate to a millionaire piece by piece, you will cherish every dollar. But if you are a millionaire, Suddenly you only have one dollar left, and you will not be able to adapt. This is also natural."

"If you are an official, you climb up from the grassroots level. Although it is rough, this is your motivation. You have also earned enough experience from the roughness. With these experiences, as long as you persevere , You are bound to succeed. Once you reach the top and let you return to the grassroots level, you will be very uncomfortable. This is also natural! Nature originates from the original mind, and you use your will to control the original mind. It’s not natural!"

"The reason why a person suffers is because he pursues the wrong things. Without moving delusions, without delusions, the heart is like stopping water, so that one's actions can be unbiased. If the heart is moving, things move, and things are static when the heart is calm. When things are things, things can be things; when things are not things, things are not things. One thought of foolishness is prajna-absolute, and every thought of wisdom is prajna rebirth!" After the master said, he looked at Wang Meng with a smile.

Qiao Yumo also smiled and looked at Wang Meng.

Wang Meng was stunned for a while, and his mind was full of what the owner of the Anun had said.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Meng was shocked and suddenly realized!

"Master Xie!" Wang Meng put his hands together, and thanked him sincerely.

"Hehe, just understand! Meditation is with me, don’t worry! You have your way to go, she has her way to go! You are a worldly man, although you understand, you still You can't let it go, this is also natural and original. You can come and see her when you have time, don't you feel relieved this time?" said An Zhu smiling while looking at Wang Meng.

"Okay! I will come to listen to the teacher's instructions when I have time!" Wang Meng said sincerely.

"As long as you come, I will help you!" The Master An said a profound sentence.

Qiao Yu looked at Wang Meng and Anzhu silently, but he didn't know why.

Wang Meng smiled and nodded, took out a bank card from his arms, and handed it to the master of the nunnery: "I think some halls and Buddhas and Bodhisattvas here have been damaged. Here is half a million, which is used for the repair costs. Funds. If it is not enough, let Jingxin contact me!"

Wang Meng finished speaking, and after saluting the Lord An and Qiao Yumo, he left without looking back.

Qiao Yu looked at Wang Meng's back in silence, and two lines of tears fell.

" On the surface, he didn’t let it go. In fact, he already let it go. On the surface, you let it go, but in fact, you still can’t let it go. You have been practicing for three years. If the fate is not there, you can leave at any time. Now you go to the apse to register in the register!" The Lord Ann finished speaking and closed his eyes.

Qiao Yumo looked at the Lord An, and his tears flowed more and more.

For a long time, Qiao Yumo wiped away his tears and walked out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

At this time, the Lord Anun suddenly opened his eyes and sighed softly: "The evil star's entry into the world is a blessing and a curse, and blessings and disasters depend on each other. I hope you can come often, and Benny can teach him and resolve the evil spirit!"

Suddenly the owner of Anun smiled again, and whispered: "You are still the great scourge before!"

Suddenly, there was a clear and loud whistling sound from the mountains in the distance. The whistling sound revolved around the world, and the sound was refreshing, and the ears were clear and the eyes were clear, but the heart was as calm as water.

The master of the ann shook his whole body suddenly, with a look of shock, and suddenly smiled: "It's the old nun! Benny wants to teach you, but he doesn't want me to fall into the image! Amitabha! Sin, sin! It's a pity that if this son is practicing Buddha, he must be the image of the Great Buddha! Amitabha! Lao Ni is in the image again!"

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