I'm dazzled?

In just a moment, the outline of the human face on the paper was gone.

Because this piece of paper was folded in Liu Lan's mother-in-law's box before, and there were creases, I could only explain to myself that I regarded the creases as human faces.

Mr. Wu looked solemn and said to me: "Come here, put this child on the table, be gentle."

Xiaomi itself is very light, probably even lighter than Xiaoxuan. I hugged her on the table and put it down gently.

Mr. Wu looked down at Xiaomi and asked me, "Didn't you block your ears and blindfold your eyes on the way here?"

"I... I'm blocked and my eyes are also covered. I just untied it before I came in. Master Wu, you just didn't see it."

I don't know how to explain it, but I lie with a lie.

Lao Jinmiao said a few words, and Mr. Wu asked me after hearing this:

"Is there any problem on the road? Have you ever met a stranger?"

I shook my head and said no, there was no problem, I didn't see anyone except one driver.

Mr. Wu pointed to the door again: "You go out and close the door. If a stranger comes, remember to give a signal."

Looking at Xiaomi with a pale face, I asked if I could stay? Don’t worry, Mr. Wu, I am absolutely quiet and self-aware.

"Don't talk nonsense, go out quickly," Mr. Wu pushed me and urged: "It's not that I don't let you see, it's that Jin Miao doesn't let you see."

I was pushed out of the yard, and Mr. Wu slowly closed the big iron door.

I was paced back and forth outside, smoking one by one, feeling anxious. I could see the fire in the yard, and I wonder if it was burning paper.

I found such a simple girl as Xiaomi, who wanted to harm her? She had to throw him into a stolen hole and buried him alive.

I was squatting on the ground and feeling upset when I suddenly heard a "click" sound, and a very fast flash.

"Who are you doing what!"

It's too dark and didn't notice just now that there was a man on the other side of the road taking pictures with his camera.

A cafe across Ginkgo Street was a coffee shop that went bankrupt a few months ago and was changed to a tea shop that had not been renovated yet. There were several tables at the door of the store. A man with a long hair was carrying a bag and was taking pictures of this place with a camera.

"etc!"

I stepped on the cigarette butt and ran over, stopped him and said, "Who are you? Why do you take care of me in the middle of the night?"

The long-haired man wore square glasses and looked debilitated.

"I didn't take you again. I'm a photography enthusiast. There were a lot of owls here two days ago. Owls are solitary creatures at night, which is too rare in the city."

"owl?"

My heart skipped a beat.

"Where are the photos you took? Let's see how to put this thing," I reached out and grabbed his SLR camera.

"Damn it! Don't touch the camera! I'm more than ten thousand!"

"I'll find it for you."

I saw some of the photos he took, which were a bit weird.

The photo did capture owls, some landed on the telephone poles, and some landed on the eaves.

"How is it? Is it good?"

The long-haired man said proudly: "It is not easy to take such close-up photos in the city. I will submit the photos when I wash them out. Maybe I can win a gold prize in photography."

I said impatiently that it's OK, okay, hurry up and go to another place to take pictures.

The long-haired man exclaimed and said, "If you ask me to leave, I will leave? Who are you? Xianyang is your family in charge? What can you do if I don't leave?"

This man's nagging is so annoying, I'm going to mess with him.

“Gu…gugu…gugu…”

At this moment, a black owl flew from a distance, flew quickly, and flapped its wings and landed on the roof of the nursing home.

This was just the first one, and then several more flew over, and more and more.

"Damn it? Come on! There is material! This is a rare opportunity!" The long-haired man grabbed the camera and ran to the nursing home.

I looked up at the owl that fell on the roof and ran quickly towards the gate.

My intuition told me that something would happen and I couldn't stay in this place for a moment.

I pushed open the door and ran in to call someone, but unexpectedly saw something.

Xiaomi was taken off her clothes and lay on the table. Mr. Wu and Lao Jinmiao stood beside Xiaomi.

"Cha!Cha!" At this time, several shutter sounds came one after another.

The long-haired man stood at the door, holding up his camera and still wanted to take a photo.

He shitted Xiaomi in!

I rushed over and grabbed his collar, reached out to grab the camera hanging on his chest.

"What are you doing! Grab my camera! This is news! The old man in the nursing home violates the flower girl!"

I grabbed the camera and pulled the rope off, staggering and falling down.

"Let you take photos! I'll let you take photos! Go home and take photos!"

I threw the SLR to the ground, and stomped it on it. The camera was broken by him, and then kicked it to the edge of the trash can.

"roll!"

I picked up a brick to pat him on the head, which scared the man to run away.

Lao Jinmiao looked up at the owl on the roof and kept looking at it. Master Wu asked me to close the door quickly.

"Gu...Gugu..."

I picked up half of the brick and smashed it. The owls flew up all over the roof and began to circle around the yard.

The noise was too loud. The other elderly people who had already fallen asleep in the nursing home were awakened by the noise. Some of them walked out, some opened the windows and were watching.

Mr. Wu took off his clothes and covered him, and I picked up Xiaomi and hurried out of the nursing home.

After getting in the car, he locked the doors and windows. Lao Jinmiao glanced at Xiaomi and said a few words to Mr. Wu.

I asked him what he was saying, and Mr. Wu said, "He said someone asked those birds to come. He could see that the birds had been domesticated, just like his ancestors' golden pigs."

The wrinkles on Lao Jinmiao's face were squeezed together, and he suddenly grabbed Xiaomi's hand and said a lot of things.

When Wu Ye heard this, his expression became more and more surprised.

"How could such a thing happen in the world..." Mr. Wu took a breath.

I said anxiously: "I'm so anxious! Tell me quickly, Mr. Wu! What's wrong with Xiaomi!"

"Boy, don't worry. If what Lao Jinmiao said is true, the situation is a bit complicated, please let me think about what to say..."

Mr. Wu kept rubbing his temples. After a minute or two, he opened his eyes and said, "Boy, have you ever been to Tibet?"

"No, I haven't been there."

Mr. Wu nodded: "Okay, what I will say next, don't interrupt me whether you believe it or not, let me finish it."

He said something, and I was shocked when I heard it.

Is there really something like that? I didn't believe it at first.

Have you heard of the reincarnation of a living Buddha in Tibetan?

Or reincarnation and re-cultivation? This kind of divine custom has been passed down more than a thousand years ago and is still in use today.

If people believe in Buddhism, many people will believe this statement. There have been many news reports before, saying that someone was seriously ill and suddenly had the memory of his previous life, and could accurately say the names of some people he had never seen before.

Tibetan Buddhism started from the first lifetime to the sixteenth lifetime of Gyatso. The sayings there were re-cultivation of consciousness, subjugation of spirits, enlightenment, etc. Anyway, there were many statements that were very evil.

This matter requires finding the spiritual child, and Lao Jinmiao said that Xiaomi is the spiritual child someone wants to find.

The Gelug Sect Yellow Sect founded by Tsongkhapa took a total of five steps to complete a set of rituals in Tibet.

Search for the spirit child, identify the objects, surrender the spirit and inquire, Jin Ping Zhi's signature, and confess in writing.

How old is Xiaomi? She was born in a rural area in Chaoshan. She has been wandering and suffering since she was a child. Her parents don’t care about her, so she has never contacted such people.

So I don’t believe Lao Jinmiao’s statement.
Chapter completed!