When Fang Qingyou and Yao Beiqi heard this, a group of crows flew overhead, patted Ye Xiaomei's face, and said suspiciously: "It won't be so serious, if the Bodhisattva can bless him from dying, then why are so many people dying in the world." ”

"But ......" Ye Xiaomei was obviously a little anxious, and her head was about to explode after being tortured by this dream recently.

"Forget it, Becky, let's go with her, just take it as a psychological comfort." Fang Qingyou still knows Ye Xiaomei better, so after drinking tea, the three of them prepared to go to Jing'an Temple, but I don't know who brought it up again, the commercial atmosphere there is too heavy, it is better to go to a remote place.

So a few people came to the Little Putuo Temple in Pudong, Shanghai, and watched the people coming and going, Ye Xiaomei couldn't wait to step in.

The three of them bowed to all the bodhisattvas in the temple.

Coming out of the temple, Fang Qingyou took Ye Xiaomei's hand and said, "Okay, now you have a fragrance all over your body, but the temple has a rule, you have to repay your vows for three years, you are burning incense here now, next year, the year after tomorrow, you have to come over, you can go to other places to burn incense, you know?" ”

I didn't expect this woman to know a lot about Buddhism.

Maybe it's a mental effect, after burning incense this time, Ye Xiaomei actually slept quite steadily.

In two days, Li Moran should have flown back in the star plane that is well-known at home and abroad, but why did Ye Xiaomei's heart still start to remind her to be afraid.

Today's weather is unusually clear, there is not even a single white cloud in the sky, and the temperature is climbing quite high.

Ye Xiaomei waited at the airport early, ready to greet her man.

At Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris, France, a B747 plane of MU Company slowly ascended into the sky.

Today, the plane does 323 passengers, including 10 infants.

Chu Ruxi and Zhuang Yiren were serving food to the customers in the back cabin, and it seemed that everything was normal.

In the cockpit, Li Moran and the air traffic control personnel exchanged words.

Nan Lichuan and Chu Yucheng sat in the back, after all, it was an international flight, and it was stipulated that there must be four pilots, Yan Anxing calmly sat in the co-pilot's seat.

In the cabin, there was a peaceful atmosphere, and the children slowly fell asleep, which happened to be 9 o'clock in the evening in France.

The moon outside was surprisingly big, Nan Lichuan looked out the window and laughed a few times.

An old Chinese couple in the car looked at the beautiful moon outside the window and couldn't help but get up: "Old man, look, how round this moon is." ”

"Yes, in the future, our home will be round like this moon." The old man patted the old woman's hand and laughed.

A little girl is dancing and singing nursery rhymes around her mother, and a little boy behind her is also impassioned.

It's just that at this moment, an unexpected scene suddenly appeared, a passenger who was sleeping suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and shouted to everyone in the cabin: "I want to go home, this plane will explode, it will explode." ”

When everyone heard this, they all exclaimed in surprise, but looking at the sudden awakening, everyone thought that he had just had a nightmare.

Chu Ruxi and Lin Yuzhen walked over, including two air policemen.

"Sir, please calm down, okay?" Looking at him in shock, holding his suitcase, everyone felt that he should be a person with mental problems.