Chapter 1 Prayer for the Blessing of the Cold Temple

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"Jiameng, suddenly there is an emergency meeting, and I can't accompany you to the Han Temple. I apologize to Master Xuankong for me, and thank you for coming to the door another day. Waiting for you to choose a wedding dress in the evening and send a car to pick you up. ”

Jia Meng is the only daughter of the Qiao family, a wealthy family in Beijing, needless to say. Obviously, she can rely on her family background to have food and clothing, but God also gave her a delicate and charming appearance, which does not lose the man's shopping mall spirit, and also promised her brother Jinyan, whom she admires with all her heart. With so much good luck, it is natural to pray sincerely.

It is not easy to meet Master Xuankong, Jia Meng entrusted the relationship of the Qiao family, and waited for a long time to make an appointment to go to the Han Temple to pray for blessings today. Lu Jinyan temporarily missed the appointment, and Jiameng was very unhappy. But Lu Jin's gentle voice, like a spring breeze, made Jiameng lose his anger halfway through listening. "Okay, I'll see you that night."

Because it is a blessing, the Buddha door is pure, Jiameng wears a linen plain clothes, neatly ties a ponytail, and is sent to the cold temple by the driver.

"Master Xuankong has not finished his Buddhist business, please sit in the tea garden for a while."

"Don't bother with it, I'll go by myself."

This cold temple is located in the depths of Phoenix Mountain, the scenery is quiet, and there are not many tourists. Jiameng has often come with her parents since she was a child, especially when the golden cinnamon is fragrant, she likes to drink tea and enjoy the scenery in the back mountain.

"This sister, my phone is dead. Can you lend me your phone? I just received a call that I passed the interview, and the battery ran out before I finished speaking, so I wanted to call it quickly to confirm. Please! ”

In front of me is a beautiful girl dressed professionally, probably to pray for work in the temple.

Jia dreamed that his company had also interviewed many newcomers, and his clear and simple eyes were quite impressive, so he groaned and handed the phone to the little girl.

The little girl put her handbag and the dead mobile phone on the stone pier of the café, took out a note, and turned to the corner of the phone.

There was a rush in the woods. "Boss, there are two people in this tea garden, what should I do?" "Kill one and throw the other to the back mountain."

The man in black with the scar dialed a phone number, only to see the mobile phone in the handsome little girl's hand ring twice, and he hung up immediately.

The four sturdy men, the two of them walked behind Jiameng and the little girl respectively, knocked on the back of the head, and then carried themselves and walked towards the back mountain.

"Why hasn't Jiameng come back yet, didn't she make an appointment with Jinyan to choose a wedding dress?" Qiao's mother was a little worried. My daughter is extremely punctual, and she has worked hard in the academic mall for so many years, and she has never been late, and she must be 10 minutes early.

"Aunt Qiao, Jia Meng's phone is turned off. I called the Han Temple to inquire, and said that Jiameng did not meet Master Xuankong as promised, and it seemed that he left by himself. Don't worry, I've already made all kinds of connections to find her, and there will definitely be news. Lu Jinyan's firm tone made Qiao's father and Qiao's mother feel a little relieved. But the baby daughter lost contact inexplicably, or made them sit still, although they have sent people from all walks of life to look for it, and the Beijing market is about to turn upside down, how can there be no news?

"Jinyan, is there still no news?" A few days have passed, and all kinds of people in the underworld and white have not heard a trace of news about their daughter. Qiaofu Qiao's mother breathed a sigh of strength and discussed with Lu Jinyan how to deal with it.

"Uncle Qiao, Aunt Qiao, don't worry, I will definitely find a good dream. During this time, it was said to the outside world that Jiameng would take a vacation overseas to recuperate for a period of time, and then come back for a wedding. On my parents' side, I would naturally explain it to them. ”

"Jin Yan, Qiao's side is naturally staring at your uncle, don't worry. I'm just worried about Jiameng, it's been so long, there hasn't been any news, nothing will happen......" Qiao's mother was in a low voice.

"Auntie, Jia Mengji is a natural person, and it will be fine. You're a little relieved. Take more rest. Lu Jinyan comforted softly.

Back home, Lu Jinyan looked at the photo of the mobile phone and Jiameng, but there was a ball of twine in his heart, and he couldn't figure it out for a while. I have known her for so long, she is always so noble and elegant, without a trace of mistakes, without losing a little grace, and never doing things absurdly.

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