Quick Wear Ace System Childbirth Manual

A towering mountain rises from the ground, and hidden among its misty hillsides is an ancient temple that has experienced the test of wind and rain.

This temple seems to be the soul of the mountain. Every stone and every piece of rubble exudes an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

The eaves of the temple are flying, as if trying to break free from the shackles of the world and soar into the sky.

The mottled marks on the temple gate bear witness to the vicissitudes of life it has gone through.

Whenever the morning sun penetrates the clouds and falls on the temple, it is like a bright pearl, sparkling with a mysterious and solemn light.

When night falls, the temple appears even more peaceful and mysterious under the moonlight and starlight.

A group of devout monks live in this ancient temple.

Whenever the morning light appears, the monks begin their day by chanting sutras and reciting Buddhist scriptures.

They either meditate and chant in the square in front of the temple, or stroll and contemplate on the paths in the mountains.

Their figures, illuminated by the morning light, appear exceptionally peaceful and solemn.

Their voices echoed in the mountains like a melodious piece of music, making people feel an indescribable tranquility and beauty.

The original owner was a supporting actress in this world. She had been helping to prepare vegetarian meals and doing other chores in the dining hall of this temple.

When she heard that the holy monk in the temple, who was considered unattainable by the world, was very close to a practicing fox demon.

The holy monk might also be unhappy because the fox demon returned to secular life.

She liked the holy monk in the temple, but he only cared about practicing Buddhism and ignored her feelings. He also refused to eat the vegetarian meals she cooked because she was a woman.

Therefore, the original owner wanted to have no regrets and wanted to tell the monk that she actually liked him.

One morning, when everyone went to the mountain to dig bamboo shoots, the original owner wanted to stop the monk and tell him her feelings.

The original owner even deliberately talked to himself in advance so that he would not be unable to speak due to nervousness.

The fox demon discovered the original owner's thoughts and she was unhappy.

A strong wind blew and blew everyone to and fro.

The original owner didn't stand firmly and was blown from the mountain to the miasma forest at the foot of the mountain. The holy monk's senior brother, Jinglian, also fell down with her.

Jinglian fell into the miasma forest and broke her leg. The original owner died instantly.

After she died, she realized that in this world, she was just a supporting actress, the male protagonist was the holy monk, and the female protagonist was the fox demon.

The strong wind summoned by the fox demon harmed her and Jinglian.

However, no one knew that it was a fox demon who did it.

The holy monk found out about it later and just said a few words to her without scolding her or punishing her.

In the eyes of the holy monk, others fell down because it was their destiny to suffer such a disaster.

Not long after, Jinglian was rescued with a broken leg and was poisoned by the miasma in the miasma forest.

He was supposed to inherit the mantle, but he passed away not long after.

The original owner appeared at this time. She stood in front of Ali and said, "If possible, I still want to stand in front of the holy monk and tell him that I loved him. However, he indulged the fox demon and killed people. He did not let the fox demon receive the punishment it deserved. I don't want to continue to like him."

When Ahri opened his eyes, he sighed softly.

Perhaps, the love that was not expressed in time became the obsession in the original owner's heart.

Ahri slowly got up and found that the miasma not far away was just floating around and not drifting towards her.

Ahri still felt strange, and when she turned around, she saw Jinglian, who was still unconscious not far from her.

Ali smiled. This man was a rare Buddhist disciple who only appeared once in a century. He was blessed by the Buddha's light, so it was understandable that the miasma did not dare to come over.

Ahri slowly stood up and went towards Jinglian.

Jinglian was still unconscious at this time, but because his leg was broken, there was a look of pain on his face.

Ahri also found that this man was good-looking, with a pair of beautiful sword-like eyebrows, thin lips, and a well-defined face.

He has a slender figure, and his temperament gives people a feeling of being cold, lonely, and looking down on the world.

Ahri pushed the person and said, "Wake up, Jinglian."

Jinglian slowly woke up, and the first thing he looked at was Ahri, "Miss Ahri."

Ahri breathed a sigh of relief, "Great, you finally woke up."

Jinglian looked around and said, "We have fallen into a miasma forest."

"Yeah." Ali responded.

Jinglian put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, "Amitabha."

Seeing Jinglian lying still, Ahri asked, "Master Jinglian, do you want to sit up?"

Jinglian said with a wry smile: "I can't sit up at the moment. My legs are broken."

"what?"

Although Ahri already knew this, it was the first time he saw someone speak so nonchalantly, as if it was someone else who had a broken leg, not him.

Jinglian thought that Ah Li was worried that he would be unable to move and would be a burden to her, so she said, "It's just a broken leg. When the miasma becomes less severe, the brothers from the temple will be able to come down to look for us."

"When will the miasma become less severe?"

"This... I can't say for sure. Maybe it will be ten days or half a month, or maybe a year or half a year."

Jinglian said with a gentle smile.

Ahri looked at him helplessly and said, "Master Jinglian, if you don't want to laugh, we can choose not to laugh."

Jinglian said, "Okay."

Ahri was still muttering: "It's painful to have a broken leg. Wait, I'll find some wood to fix it for you."

"No need, Miss Ahri, this miasma is poisonous."

"Master Jinglian, didn't you notice that the miasma didn't surround us?"

Jinglian then looked around, and indeed, there was no miasma within a distance of about ten meters around them.

Ahri said, "Master Jinglian, this is all thanks to you."

Jinglian said again: "Amitabha."

Ali looked around and found that there were only a few short branches that could not be used to fix the thing.

At this time, black miasma was floating around. Ahri looked up and said, "We can't wait here forever. We need to find a place that can shelter us from the wind and rain."

When Jinglian tried to stand up, Ahri walked over and said, "I'm sorry, Master Jinglian."

Ali bent down and picked the person up.

Jinglian's face rarely turned red, "Miss Ali."

"It's okay. I can do it. When I was in the temple, I also carried hundreds of kilograms of cabbage across the mountain road."

Ahri was careful about Jinglian's broken leg and walked forward carrying the person.

Because Ahri was holding Jinglian, she took the initiative to avoid the miasma.

Soon, Ahri found a cave.

There were a lot of dead grass in the cave. Ahri put the Pure Lotus outside in a clean and ventilated place, then took out the flint and burned the dead grass in the cave.

After the dry grass was burned, Ali took a homemade broom and cleaned the cave.

Jinglian discovered a kind of medicinal herb not far away that could prevent miasma from entering the body.

He said to Ali, "Miss Ali, come here for a moment."

"coming."

When Ali heard the sound, he put down the broom and walked out.