System Rescue Cannon Fodder

Chapter 105 Ghost King Boyfriend (17)

Yan Ling thought for a while, but she couldn't imagine who would come to the school to look for her.

Could it be the original owner's parents?Or peel and remove the waves, peeling and removing the waves should be fine.
With doubts, Yan Ling came to the downstairs of the dormitory.

Wearing a white T-shirt and black trousers, Ruo Wei stood under the acacia tree, with a handsome face, and the golden sunlight shone on his black hair, making it shine.

He certainly doesn't look like a monk.

If you practice with hair, you should be a disciple of a layman. It seems that you can get married.

"What are you looking for me for?"

Ruowei smiled: "Do you still have your requiem?"

Yan Ling glanced at him: "What do you want to do?"

"Just asking."

"No."

Ruowei's smile froze immediately: "Why not, it's such a big piece."

"Is there one? It's not big. It ran out after just a few orders."

Ruowei recited a few words of Amitabha Buddha and tried to calm down the agitation in his heart, then turned and left without any hesitation.

It was a waste of time to come here, and the things Master ordered were not done well.

Yan Ling stopped him.

"Why do you want requiem from me?"

If it's: "Save someone, maybe you know him, he seems to be from your school."

"Oh."

Knowing what to do, Yan Ling lost interest. She didn't have much requiem incense in the first place, and she had already used it up.

Now it was Ruowei's turn to stop her: "Don't you want to know who it is?"

"Do not want to."

"Really not interested?"

Yan Ling frowned: "Are you a monk who gossips like this?"

She really wasn't interested in who they were going to save, as long as it wasn't Qiu Yishui.

"It can't be Qiu Yishui."

If it is: "Do you really know each other?"

Yan Ling stopped when she was about to leave, right? It's really Qiu Yishui, what kind of bribe did God take from her, and arranged for someone to rescue her.

So do you want to destroy it?
It's good to do things, it's good to do things
Yan Ling showed a puzzled smile: "Can I go and see it with you?"

Ruowei rubbed the goosebumps that had just appeared on his arms and twitched the corners of his mouth: "What are you doing there? You are a scumbag who doesn't even have Requiem Incense. You just want to watch the fun."

This attitude is completely different from the previous attitude of asking for requiem incense, but he has two faces after cultivating Buddhism.

Yan Ling stretched out her finger and tapped his forehead, smiling sweetly.

"Little fool, Qiu Yishui is my roommate, I just care about him."

"Ah, hiss~"

If Wei let out a cry of pain and covered his forehead, this person must be a psychopath. He said he was a fool, but he struck so hard, his forehead definitely had a bump.

Yan Ling blew on her fingers: "Hurry up, let's go together?"

Ruowei whispered a few words about Amitabha again, and then took out a hat. A hat. A hat.
Yan Ling: "You borrowed this pocket from Doraemon, right?"

Ruowei snorted coldly, and put on a hat to cover the red pouch on his forehead.

"Little fool, so cute."

The little fool Ruowei jumped a step away as soon as he heard this sentence, for fear that Yan Ling would do it again.

Neuropathy's actions are unpredictable.

Yan Ling followed Ruowei to an independent villa. It seems that they changed Qiu Yishui's location. Yan Ling didn't go to the hospital for a few days, so she didn't know what happened.

Yan Ling asked Ruowei, "Why did you save Qiu Yishui?"

In the plot, it doesn't say that Qiu Yishui knows any great people, and it has nothing to do with Buddhism and Taoism.

"Although the host has entered Buddhism and cut the world of mortals, he still misses the world of mortals and does not give up on mundane affairs."

Yan Ling put on a wooden face: "Speak human words."

"She is the abbot's illegitimate daughter."

If he said that, Yan Ling figured it out, Qiu Yishui was the abbot's illegitimate daughter, which was not an honor for a monk, let alone the abbot of a temple.

If Qiu Yishui hadn't been in danger and was about to burp, it is estimated that this abbot would never appear in front of her for the rest of his life.

If you push open the door of the villa.

In the living room, a long-bearded monk sat cross-legged on the floor with a futon under his buttocks. He held a string of Buddhist beads in his hand and kept moving them while chanting scriptures.

Probably something is wrong with his brain. There is a sofa in the living room, so he has to sit on the floor.

Hearing the door open, he raised his head.

What is in the eyes is not Ruo's kindness, but indifference.

"If so, you are back, who is this benefactor?"

Ruo bowed to the old monk Chao: "Master, this is Qiu's classmate and the holder of the requiem incense that you asked me to find."

Old monk: "Amitabha, please give me a favor."

"Fortunately, I didn't bring requiem incense anyway."

old monk:
"What if?"

If it is: "Master, she has used up the requiem incense."

Old monk: "What about this donor?"

Yan Ling: "Look at your classmates."

The old monk recited a Buddhist saying and stopped talking.

Yan Ling lowered his eyebrows and twitched the corners of his mouth. This old monk only practiced superficial Buddha.

Although Ruowei saluted him and called him master, it could be seen that there was not much respect in his eyes.

If it's: "If you want to see your classmates, come with me."

Yan Ling followed behind him, and didn't speak until he reached the second floor.

"He doesn't seem to want others to know about his relationship with Qiu Yishui, so just tell me that, is it really okay?"

Ruowei smiled: "The Buddha said to cut off the world of mortals and end the world. It is to get rid of distracting thoughts, not just for superficiality. The Buddha said to save all living beings. Qiu Yishui is also a living being. There is nothing to hide."

Unexpectedly, he saw things very clearly. Looking at his cowardly appearance before, Yan Ling thought he was just hanging out in Buddhism.

Walking to the innermost room on the second floor, Ruowei said: "Here we are, this is the room. Go in."

Yan Ling: "Aren't you going in?"

Ruowei: "I won't go in, how can you do bad things if I go in."

"You know this as well?"

Ruowei showed an inscrutable smile.

Yan Ling returned his smile and walked into the room.

The room has no frills, just a bed and a large wardrobe.

Qiu Yishui lay motionless on the bed, her complexion looked much better than before, probably the old monk used some method to save her.

It's just that she is not an ordinary evil spirit entering the body. The old monk just kept her from dying temporarily, but he couldn't save her.

A sarira was placed in her heart, it seems that the old monk still cares about her a lot, so he spent all his money.

The relic is left after the death of the eminent monk who attained Taoism. It is rumored that it was transformed by the merits of the eminent monk during his lifetime. Every temple has a relic that will be offered as a temple treasure.

Yan Ling took off the relic, and warmed her hands, and she could faintly see the golden light flashing by.

It would be a pity to use such a good thing for Qiu Yishui. If you want to die, just die. What's the fuss about?

Yan Ling moved her fingers, thinking whether to strangle Qiu Yishui to death right now, but suddenly remembered that this plane didn't seem to say that Qiu Yishui was the protagonist, so there should be no aura of the protagonist.

The previous client has always been directly involved with the protagonist, but now her client is no longer limited to the cannon fodder that surrounds the darling of heaven.

There are thousands of cannon fodder, and there are only two protagonists, male and female protagonists, and some planes have only one protagonist. There are too many cannon fodder, not all of them surround the protagonist, and not all of them want to take revenge on the protagonist.

But each has its own misery, and each has its own grievances.

A ray of spiritual energy danced at the fingertips, and it directly strangled her breath with the spiritual energy, but no one could find out that it was Yan Ling who did it.

There is surveillance in the hospital, but not here, and no one knows what happened.

Qiu Yishui's current appearance of dying, even if she died, it would only make people think that she died of natural causes.

(End of this chapter)