Chapter 624 He believes in Buddhism, but he is like a demon

Erniu was typing on the keyboard: Dear author, can you tell me what real event was adapted? Who is the prototype? I am really interested in this story. Please tell me, I am your little fan, Momoda.

After sending a private message, I didn't reply for a long time.

Just when Erniu thought the author would not reply to her, the author sent a private message.

Perhaps because the other party is the author, even the text is full of literary style. It doesn’t seem like answering Erniu’s questions, but rather like telling a story to Erniu.

"That was a lot, many years ago, a rainy weather. At that time, I was already a bestseller. I was still very young and just graduated from college. One day, a man found me. When I saw this man, my eyes were straight, because I have never seen such a handsome man again in my life, such as Shura in front of Buddha, Guanyin statue in front of the demon, beautiful bones and fragrance, lustfulness, and his handsomeness was extremely beautiful. But I was surprised that there was a string of Buddhist beads hanging in his hand."

"He believed in Buddhism. I thought that all those who believed in Buddhism were pure and elegant people, but after listening to his story, I realized that I was wrong. He believed in Buddhism, but he was like a demon, his behavior was eccentric, and his six senses were not exhausted."

"He hopes that I will write down his story. After I listened to his story, I was shocked. I started writing books since I was a freshman and had published many books by college. In my books, there are all kinds of bizarre stories. I thought my imagination was rich enough, but the stories he told still shocked me."

"I told him that such stories may not be published, and the publisher will not publish such novels. He said that he found a publisher for me and he would be responsible for publishing. I couldn't help but ask him why he did this."

"He told me that because he was going to bring his story to his coffin."

The text ends here.

Erniu was frightened when she saw it.

Take it to the coffin?

What does this mean?

She immediately sent a message to the author.

"Dear author, is the perverted president going to die? Why do you say that you should bring his story to the coffin?"

The author never replied to Erniu's private message [Pencil Novel     www.qbxs.me] again.

Erniu connected and sent many more messages, all of which asked the author to tell her the answer, but the author never answered Erniu again.

In the end, Erniu felt that this author was probably a liar.

I have written too many stories and deliberately made up the adaptation of the real events, and I guess I want to hype myself.

As a result, no one paid attention to it. The author himself found it boring and was too lazy to recover.

Erniu finally sent another message.

"Master author, are you lying to me? What you said just now is all lying to others, right?"

The author has no reply.

Erniu confirmed that this author is a lie.

She sighed heavily.

It's so sad. I finally liked a book, but it was a lie.

Erniu was very disappointed. She was about to turn off the computer, but a "drip" sound came from the computer.

Erniu's eyes suddenly widened.

Author, reply to the message!

Erniu immediately clicked on a private message.

"I'm going to die, why do you want to lie to you?"

Seeing this private message, Erniu felt strange currents climbing on her back.

...

When Su Xiaoru arrived at Mu Yajing's house, Mu Yajing was accompanying Wang Ruyue to watch crosstalk.

Recently, Wang Ruyue has been watching TV more and more, from sketches to crosstalk, and there are more and more types.

When Su Xiaoru arrived at Mu Yajing's house, she heard singing coming from the bedroom.

"Fifth Ring Road, you have one more ring than the Fourth Ring Road..."

Su Xiaoru: “…”

In her imagination, the atmosphere at Mu Yajing's home should be particularly heavy. I really didn't expect to hear Xiao Yueyue's such a festive singing, which was very different from what Su Xiaoru thought.

But at the same time, Su Xiaoru also breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Yajing is in a good condition, which is a good thing.

She pushed open the bedroom door directly.

Wang Ruyue was fascinated by watching TV, but Mu Yajing was not good. She just accompanied Wang Ruyue and the door was pushed open. Mu Yajing immediately noticed it. After seeing Su Xiaoru, a surprise flashed in her eyes.

Although she said to Wang Ruyue, "Mom, I have something to do and go out for a while, why do you see it yourself?"

Wang Ruyue nodded.

Mu Yajing walked out here.

"Xiaoru, you are here." Mu Yajing said.

She hasn't seen Su Xiaoru for a long time.

Su Xiaoru's eyes widened: "I'm here, I said Mu Yajing, you still recognize me. I thought you didn't recognize me at all. I thought you had forgotten me Su Xiaoru to the United States for a long time!"

Mu Yajing smiled bitterly.

She knew that Su Xiaoru was unhappy.

She pulled Su Xiaoru to the yard: "Sit down, I'll make you a cup of tea."

When Su Xiaoru arrived in the yard, she realized that there was another world.

There are grape trellis above this yard, and there are various potted flowers and plants under it, which are well taken care of by Mu Yajing, and it is like a paradise.

Su Xiaoru muttered in her heart.

It seems that she is still wrong.

She thought Mu Yajing would have had a hard time living here, so she gave up the breath in her heart and came to find Mu Yajing.

But I didn't expect that they were having a good time.

I watched Xiao Yueyue’s sketches again, and the yard was so beautifully decorated!

Here Mu Yajing handed the tea to Su Xiaoru.

She looked at Su Xiaoru very seriously: "Xiaoru, I am very happy to see you, really, very happy."

What Mu Yajing said made Su Xiaoru calm down.

She took a sip of tea and asked, "Yajing, are you really divorced Mr. Yu?"

When talking about Yu Shaoqian, Mu Yajing's face turned pale.

Now, she has not completed the divorce procedures with Yu Shaoqian.

But whether to do it or not is really no longer important.

Anyway, they have separated.

Mu Yajing said, "It's almost done, we're separated anyway."

"Why?" Su Xiaoru's mind was full of doubts: "Yajing, you told me before, you would tell me in the future, I have been waiting for so long now, but you still haven't told me why. Now I want to know the answer, Yajing, aren't you and Mr. Yu not blood-related? Why do you still have to separate from Mr. Yu? Or are you and Mr. Yu actually still have blood-related relationships,"

Su Xiaoru still didn't say everything.

Mu Yajing shook her head: "Xiaoru, I have no blood relationship with his grandfather. As for why," she stopped.

Although Su Xiaoru is her best friend, any of her secrets can be shared with Su Xiaoru.

But how would she say this to Su Xiaoru?

Too hard to talk about.

What's more, when she said that, her heart was like she was lingchi again, and she was afraid that she would not be able to stand this pain.

Mu Yajing's voice was low: "Xiaoru, sorry, I really can't say that this matter is already too painful for me, and I don't want to mention it at all. Xiaoru, I'm in great pain."
Chapter completed!