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Chapter 1769 lost soul

Yao Fangqian smiled bitterly, shook her head, tidied up her thoughts, then looked up, and looked at him sincerely: "Song Chengyi, believe me, I have absolutely no malice towards Ning Yue. On the contrary, she is kind to me. I met her for a long time ago, but when I met again, she no longer remembered me. When Ning Yue is ready in the future, you can ask her, as for whether she can tell you, I don't know."

Song Chengyi didn't say anything anymore, just nodded to show that he knew.

Yao Fangqian stood up and said, "Then I'll leave first."

When I arrived at the door, I turned back: "Will you take her to Eyue? When will I go?"

"I don't know yet."

Yao Fangqian nodded: "Can you tell me before going? I'll go to the hospital for a checkup in advance. If the doctor said yes, I would also like to worship the monk. Please ask the Buddha to bless the baby in my belly."

Yao Fangqian felt that the monk could calculate that jade could resolve the crisis for Song Chengyi, and perhaps Ning Yue's origin, and the Buddhist relics. If the monk had no idea how to start, would she explain the origin of herself and Ning Yue? In order for Ning Yue to get better, she was willing to tell her incredible secrets.

Buddhism believes in the cycle of cause and effect, past and present lives.

After Yao Fangqian left, Song Chengyi took Ning Yue and sat in the study for a long time until Qiao Zhilan called for dinner. He didn't come out.

"Mom, where is my black jade?"

Qiao Zhilan paused her hand with chopsticks and thought for a while: "There were too many things that happened that day, and the jade was broken again. After I came back, I didn't know where to put it? What's wrong?"

Qiao Zhilan really couldn't remember where the jade was now, whether it was brought back, or whether it was Jiutu'er, or whether it was all right.

Song Chengyi shook his head: "Nothing." Then he took Ning Yue into his seat.

Just as I was about to have a meal, I asked again, "Mom, do you remember the monk who asked me to take the mo jade and carry it with me. What did you say at that time?

Qiao Zhilan tried hard to recall, but Jing Xiu said, "I remember that the monk said that you had several death disasters in your life. You have to carry the black jade with you to keep your safety. Until the black jade is broken into nine pieces, you will be worry-free for your whole life."

"Yes, yes, at that time, Guoqiang said that it was the monk who was pretending to be mysterious and wanted us to donate more incense money. Now it seems that it is true. This time, when Xiaoyi was almost dead, the jade was not much, and when Chu Hao handed it to me, it broke into nine pieces for no reason, and Xiaoyi got better."

Jing Xiu nodded: "Zhilan, it would be better if it was lying tangerine. Our family will go back to Shudu for the New Year this year. Xiaoyi should really go up the mountain to pay homage."

Qiao Zhilan agreed very much, and Song Chengyi said: "Mom, I want to take leave and take Ningning to Eyue."

"When?" Qiao Zhilan asked.

"Just these days."

"Why are you so anxious? Moreover, in the current situation of Ningning, how inconvenient it is for you to take her out for a long trip?"

Even Song Chengyi couldn't believe Yao Fangqian's words completely, so how could he explain to his mother?
Chapter completed!
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