In front of the presidential palace, countless people surrounded the tall young man in black, who was walking up the high steps step by step, listening to the cheers of the people.

Jing Wei saw the man standing still, slowly turned around, a man who looked no more than forty years old, in the prime of life, with a calm momentum and sharp eyes, but at this time with a gentle smile, looking down at his people.

"I Pei Qishen only wish, from now on, the Haiyan River is clear, and the country is prosperous" The man's voice was magnificent and calm, word by word, spread all over the world, and the people cheered, boiling like a sea river.

In the past, Li Shenheng took over the presidency, and the whole country cheered.

It's just a few years, and things are not people.

Quietly opened his eyes.

It was still that small meditation room, and Hui Ci was still sitting with her palms folded and her eyes down.

The sandalwood burned out, and the last wisps of green smoke drifted into the air.

Her whole person seemed to have been drained of her muscles and bones, and she slowly sat down on the futon, it turned out to be him, sure enough, it was him, it was really him!

When she first saw Hankouguan, she felt very uncomfortable in her heart and felt extremely weird.

It turned out that everything was predetermined in the dark, and God had already hinted at her.

Jingwei seemed to have returned to the state of that day in the swamp, dragging Li Shenheng to exhaustion.

She was lying on the futon, not even having the strength to straighten up.

Master Huici called the little novice in, the coarse porcelain bowl was filled with the clear water enshrined in front of the Buddha, Jingwei's fingers trembled, held the bowl, slowly drank it, the water entered the abdomen, as if cleansing the turbidity in the body, and the Lingtai gradually returned to clarity.

"Master, thank you, my wish has been fulfilled, and there are still many things to do, so I won't stay longer."

Jing Wei slowly straightened up from the futon, put her palms together, and bowed down reverently: "Master, if the Buddha blesses and gets what he wants, he and I will definitely come to reshape the golden body of the Buddha."

"Amitabha, as long as the little donor remembers in his heart, doing good and eliminating evil, for the people and the country, it is enough."

"Master, don't worry."

Hui Ci summoned Xiao Shami to send Jingwei down the mountain, until he left the temple and walked out of the mountain gate, Jingwei held on to the low tree by the stone steps, and a mouthful of blood in his heart gushed out and splashed the branches.

If you were to spend thirty years of your life for this, wouldn't you regret it? ’

If you are not afraid of death, why should you be afraid of losing your life.

I'm quiet, and I'm as sweet as I am.

The town that is 100 miles away from Jiangcheng has a beautiful name - Shushui.

The town is full of water, and the buildings with white walls and black tiles are lined up one after another, with a quiet beauty that is beyond the world.

This is the third time Jingwei has come here, and the first time is to stay in her house with Jiang Ping.

The second time, after Jiang Ping dropped out of school, she came here to look for her and learned that she had moved back to her grandfather's house with Jiang's mother.

This is the third time, the door of the Jiang family's house is still closed, but the big lock that was originally hung on the door is now only the chain, which is about the erosion and rust of the wind and rain, and it is about being stolen by someone.

Jingwei's heart couldn't help but feel cold, looking at this courtyard, she could roughly guess that Jiang Ping's mother and daughter had not been back for more than a year.

She stood in front of the door for a long time, and in a trance she thought of the summer vacation at that time, she came to her house with Jiang Ping, and the two girls hugged the futon and slept on the roof at night.

Aunt Jiang's own cherry wine, sweet and mellow, she and Jiang Ping drank it cup by cup, at first they didn't feel drunk, but when the stamina came up, the two of them were a little confused, lying on the roof, with the sound of water murmuring in their ears and the falling stars above their heads, which somewhat responded to the artistic conception in the poem.

When drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the galaxy.

But how come those carefree times are gone like this, and they can never be recovered.

Jingwei pulled the jade pendant out of the placket, a wisp of pale yellow in the jade pendant was about to disappear, and the ominous premonition in Jingwei's heart became deeper and deeper, but she, where should she go to find Jiang Ping?

Chen Hao stood behind her not far away, looking at the mansion all the time.

The house was built in the middle of nowhere, and the nearest neighbor was about ten meters away.

The layout is exactly the same as that of every small courtyard here, except that the courtyard is deserted, but there is nothing unusual about it.

Chen Hao's gaze slowly fell on the northwest corner of the courtyard.

There were weeds and cobwebs everywhere in the courtyard, but there were no traces of cobwebs in the corner where they were grown, and the weeds seemed to have been trampled on.

"Miss Jingwei, can I go in and have a look?"

Chen Hao suddenly opened his mouth, and Jing Wei saw that his face was different, hesitated for a moment, but nodded in response.

Chen Hao walked to the door and was about to push the door, when someone in the courtyard next door suddenly squeaked and pushed the door open, and the probe looked over: "Are you looking for someone?" ”

Jingwei nodded hurriedly: "Yes, I want to ask you, auntie, did the mother and daughter who live here not come back after they moved away?" ”

The eldest lady opened the door and walked out, looking at Jing Wei suspiciously for a while before she said, "Little girl, I seem to remember that you came with that girl from the Jiang family, you are her classmate, right?" ”

"Yes, Jiang Ping and I are classmates, auntie, do you know where their mother and daughter have moved now?"

"We don't know this, we only know that they moved back to Jiang Ping's girl's grandfather's house, by the way, it's not early at this time, you still don't stay too long, I heard my little grandson say that this yard has not been inhabited for a long time, and since last month, it has been haunted."

"Haunted?" Jing Wei couldn't help but be surprised: "How is this possible?"

"It was my little grandson who saw it, he heard a sound in this yard one night, and it seemed that he also saw a woman with a masked face flashing by, and my little grandson was frightened, and he had a high fever the next day."

"Little girl, it's not too early, you should go back quickly, if you really bump into a ghost, it will scare you"

As she spoke, the grandmother staggered back to the courtyard.

"Chen Hao, what do you think?"

"I don't think it's really a ghost, maybe someone is pretending to be a ghost here."

"Miss Jingwei, why don't you let me go in and have a look."

"I'll be with you."

"You'd better stay outside, in case someone really hides inside and hurts you, how can I give Li Shao a bad deal?"

Jingwei didn't want to embarrass him, so she nodded in response.

Chen Hao walked to the courtyard door, stretched out his hand to push the door, and pushed it twice, but he couldn't push it, and he was probably tied from the inside.

Seeing this, the mystery in her heart became bigger and bigger, but she thought about it again, Jiang Ping's mother and daughter moved away, and this courtyard was not sold.