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In the same train compartment, Qin Su sat in the same seat as Guo Jingwen. Guo Jingwen was a hard-working woman, and she began to adapt to the state of the journey as soon as she stepped into the compartment, trying to make the outside noise and interference invisible.

Seeing her concentrated efforts, Qin Su was not surprised: in her memory, Guo Jingwen would undoubtedly achieve brilliant success in the future, and might even become a strong enemy. While staring at her, she asked softly:

"Can you tell me about your past experiences?" At the same time, she set up a protective barrier in her heart to prevent the outside world from eavesdropping on their conversation.

Facing the sudden question, Guo Jingwen opened her eyes with a slightly surprised expression. But she pursed her lips slightly and said, "There's really nothing to say."

Hearing this, Qin Su smiled but did not answer, as if she had a deeper understanding or guess about the other person's experience. "Your luck is much lower than that of ordinary people," she continued, "which makes you encounter accidents more frequently than others since childhood." Even the fate of the owner of this body came to an abrupt end a few years ago.

He paused for a moment before continuing. "However, you do deserve this bad luck, and you shouldn't let others bear it."

In the past, Zhao Yue denounced Li Minghua as a "prodigal son" behind his back. Although this was subjective, it touched upon the core of the issue.

Li Minghua touched his neck subconsciously, and he slowly said, "In the winter after my fourteenth birthday, a snowstorm trapped me in the snow. I ate ** in desperation, and then fell into a state of continuous vomiting and coma for three months... This is the meaning of the word 'defeat'. Later, when I woke up in the hospital, I found my mother standing in front of the bed. She told me that it was my action that affected her spiritual world and caused this 'misfortune'. Later, in the spring when I was sixteen, because of an unrelated campus dispute, I accidentally fell off a cliff during a confrontation with my opponent. I struggled to survive and spent a few days in the mountains. I was found by local residents and rescued and returned home. This was interpreted as a 'no' fate. And my name, 'Minghua' seems to foreshadow a destined turning point, that is, my future will not be able to shine."

He told the story of the past calmly, just like he was telling someone else's story. He tried to defend himself, but it was fruitless. The humiliation he received made her give up the attempt to resist. She gradually became a tool for all kinds of accusations and criticisms. Everything that happened to her seemed to add points to her. She became a scapegoat in the eyes of those who suffered misfortune. While shirking responsibility, everyone felt at ease and blamed Li Minghua for his mistakes. Despite this, there are some benefits to having this title of "prodigal son". Gradually, people were afraid to contact her, and Li Minghua enjoyed a quiet time alone.

Songzi was surprised to see his indifferent attitude - generally speaking, faced with such a situation, most people either become extremely autistic or resent society, and even do not hesitate to take revenge on others. The corners of her mouth moved slightly, and a little bit of prank fun appeared in her heart - she hoped that his expression would not be broken.

What if she could have a new body and escaped this fate? If her soul had never stayed in this body, with Li Minghua's character, she might have had a better life. "

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In this small village, the old man's dream is to smell the fragrance of wild flowers in the spring rain, taste a bowl of authentic soy milk, hope to have an orchard of his own and plant every tree by hand, and look forward to personally visiting those distant but beautiful natural scenery. Zhang Ming has a second chance at life because of the selfless dedication of this old man. Whether out of respect for the old man or for the wonderful opportunity to give to others, he is reluctant to give up **, even though he knows it means another better fate.

Zhang Ming took a deep breath, his expression stronger. "I feel very healthy. It's just that I'm not as lucky as ordinary people sometimes, but I'll get used to it after a while."

Li Xiaoning raised her eyebrows, her eyes full of admiration, "Not bad." She didn't say anything more, as if the conversation had come to an end.

Instead, Zhang Ming became a little worried and confused, and looked at Li Xiaoning with complicated eyes.

"Elder, how many people know my identity at most?"

Li Xiaoning pondered for a while and replied, "No more than three." She only thought that Zhang Ming's father and another respected Taoist priest might be able to detect it. The reason why Li Xiaoning could see it was mainly because she was studying the laws of heaven.

The stone in Zhang Ming's heart fell back to its original place, and he began to worry that if he met someone randomly, he might point out that he was a person from another world.

Since the two of them were not talkative and were introverted, they did not say much during the rest of the journey. They both used this free time to practice in silence.

During the journey from City Z to City Y, the train stopped at many stations and people kept getting on and off the train.

"I have seen the face of Taoist Master Qian."

A gentle voice sounded amid the noise in the carriage, like clear stream, refreshing the ears and minds.

Li Xiaoning opened her eyes and saw a handsome young man carrying a suitcase and greeting Qian Yuan. His facial features were quite similar to Zhang Ming's father, but he didn't have the nearly perfect face of Zhang Ming's father. However, he was still heroic and was called an outstanding person by everyone.

She instantly guessed the identity of this man - Zhang Mingliang, the eldest son of Zhang Ming's father. Before Zhang Ming's father rose to prominence, Zhang Minglang was the candidate carefully cultivated by the Zhang family to be the future head. His cultivation was among the best among the younger generation, and he was given the title of "genius", and was the star of everyone's heart.

Unfortunately, a powerful enemy emerged, and it was this Yue Xiling who dimmed his glory. If Zhang Ming hadn't existed, he would have found it difficult to maintain such a stable position.

After saying goodbye, Zhang Mingliang glanced at the ticket in his hand, put down his suitcase, and found a seat close to Li Xiaoning. He smiled and nodded at the two of them: "Are you two also from Qingxuan Sect?" He heard his father mention that the sect had begun to recruit female monks this year. "There is not much difference in our age. If you don't mind, I can call you senior brother. Since we are both Xuanmen **, we should help each other."

These few words showed the demeanor of a senior brother who cares about the younger generation, but also seemed too artificial!

In fact, Zhang Xiaoning firmly believed that the other party could not fail to recognize him. Since the previous incident, almost all the Taoist leaders have known Li Xiaoning's identity. As the heir, Zhang Mingliang must have seen some information about her in the family. And now he seems too hypocritical, right?

Li Chenyang woke up again, with a slight dissatisfaction on his face. "You disturbed me when I was meditating." He looked at Fang Wendong and said.

"Oh..." Fang Wendong was speechless and didn't know how to explain for a moment.

Such a reaction seemed inappropriate, and the air was filled with awkwardness. Although he was very tough inside, he immediately apologized: "Sorry."

Fang Wan didn't seem to be too upset by this conflict, she calmly retracted her gaze and turned to the window. She seemed to have a new curiosity about this, and began to carefully observe the changes in the scenery outside the window, as if it was the entrance to a new world.

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However, their journey was not smooth sailing. After the train traveled for a distance, a middle-aged woman with a six-year-old boy and a baby got on the train. The mother cast an expectant look at Fang Wan, "Can you let me sit down for a while? I have been standing for a long time and I feel very tired. Just sit for ten minutes. It is really inconvenient for me to have two children in my hands without a seat."

When the woman spoke, her tone seemed to imply that Fang Wan should stand up and give up her seat immediately. "There are actually many more seats beside the aisle, but you took this seat..." Obviously, her purpose was just to guess that the other party would be embarrassed to reject a girl who looked young and easily pressured. "Young people should be more likely to understand other people's difficulties."

Fang Wan was not so easily manipulated. "I refused," she said, her tone simple and firm.

"Oh, little sister, you don't have any basic sympathy? Can't you see that I am with my child? How did your school teach you? You are so cold-hearted that you don't even want to help with such a trivial matter!" the woman continued, her words full of blame and anger.

A man who was about 36 or 37 years old continued, "Yes, it is indeed more difficult for mothers to take care of children. It is also a good exercise for you young people to stand for a while. After all, it is only ten minutes."

However, at this moment, Fang Wendong stood up, frowning slightly, "Why not let them sit here? Let's not embarrass the little girl."

Fang Wan glanced at Fang Wendong, then stood up with a teasing smile on her face, "Then give it a try, if you have the courage."

She stood up quickly and summoned her ghost waiter. The waiter, who was playing poker with his colleagues, seemed a little confused when faced with this situation. It was not until he saw that it was his master Fang Wan who was directing him that he quickly adjusted his state and smiled flatteringly, "Sir."

He was confused in his heart. After not seeing this ** for a few months, his aura became even more unpredictable. He found it difficult to judge what state he was in and what level of strength he had reached.

At this time, she said to him, "I'll save a seat for you." By the way, she opened the third eye function for the person next to her, "No need to thank me." She seemed to enjoy the opportunity of this challenge, "If you are willing to try."

Li Chenming had obviously observed the evil ghost king, and his pupils suddenly tightened. Just as he was about to speak, Qin Si gave him a cold look like ice, which made him shut his mouth consciously. Guo Jingwen looked curiously at the little evil ghost king who suddenly stood beside him, but did not start a conversation. As for Qian You, Su Yang and others, even if they saw this situation, they did not dare to come out to interfere with Qin Si.