Chapter 481 Who is the monster?
Ye Xiaomei stood at the entrance with her eyes fixed.
This conference room is extremely large. No, it should be said that it is very large in terms of perception.
There are projections on all four walls, as if living biological specimens were trapped on walls made of glass.
The first thing Ye Xiaomei saw was the projection image on the back wall of the office.
It was a giant white python trapped in a huge glass bar. It was as thick as a water tank and was almost the same size as the one that was dug out from the Niu family's foundation when their hometown was demolished.
No...it seems to be this.
Ye Xiaomei seemed to hear her words in the dark - Ancestor, save me... Ancestor, save me.
Ye Xiaomei's clenched hands trembled slightly.
Liu Shiguo once again made a gesture of invitation: "Several responsible persons will be here in a while."
Ye Xiaomei was pushed by him and her steps became a little frivolous. After sitting down, Ye Xiaomei was in a trance.
It was hard to tell east from west here, but she could see breathtaking projections on the other walls.
There is a huge tree root with tangled roots. The root system is so developed that a person standing in front of the projection is just the root system of a branch.
"Is this the root of the red maple tree?" Ye Xiaomei asked while pretending to be calm.
Liu Shiguo nodded.
Ye Xiaomei thought of what Qiu Ah-man said, that the land in Wazhou was not suitable for growing red maple trees. She wanted to use the roots for experiments but could not transport them out because they were too large.
Ye Xiaomei even saw many abstract human faces between the roots. It felt like a 21st century game of Find the Differences where you had to find the number of faces in the picture.
Seeing Ye Xiaomei looking at him in fascination, Liu Shiguo poured three cups of tea, one for himself, one in front of Ye Xiaomei, and one in the empty space on his left hand.
Ye Xiaomei immediately realized that there was only one person she wanted to see.
"These are just projections. The actual specimens are in the laboratory." Liu Shiguo took a sip of hot tea.
Ye Xiaomei couldn't help but frown, her eyes never leaving the huge root system of the red maple tree: "Qin Xiaoyi was killed by me, and you don't feel anything at all?"
Perhaps Liu Shiguo had not expected Ye Xiaomei to suddenly change the subject. He hummed and paused for a long while before saying:
"Devoting oneself to science is also a kind of spirit."
Ye Xiaomei slowly turned her head and looked at Liu Shiguo. She suddenly became very calm. She sat down and took a sip of the teacup:
"If I'm not mistaken, you're not a newcomer. You and Zhou Jizong are the same kind of people. It's just that you've come this far and found that there's no way back, right?"
With a snap.
The teacup in Liu Shiguo's hand suddenly fell and shattered, with hot steam coming out from the glass fragments.
Ye Xiaomei guessed correctly. The white snake had given it a lot of information just now, and she couldn't figure it out for a while.
It was lured into the river around the end of the year, but was captured by people along the way, and one of those people was Liu Shiguo.
She was wondering why the white snake was dug out during the foundation excavation in Meihua Village, and how did Qin Xiaoyi and the others find out so quickly?
While Ye Xiaomei was thinking about these things, she looked straight at Liu Shiguo.
Who would have thought that the third person would push the door open and come in. With the sound of the door unlocking, Liu Shiguo hurriedly said:
"I...I was forced."
As soon as these words fell, the door opened.
The person who came was a bald man wearing a Zhongshan suit.
The ordination scar on the top of the head is clearly visible.
Ye Xiaomei immediately thought of the incident in which Tang Buci spent money to investigate. It was Qin Xiaoyi who found him and bailed herself out.
At this moment, Ye Xiaomei felt an indescribable sense of oppression.
Of course, his expression and attitude are no different from those of a monk who is not tainted by the world. Even the corners of his mouth always have a slight curve, as if he is always saving sentient beings.
He first made a gesture and chanted the name of Amitabha Buddha before sitting down.
Liu Shiguo hurriedly offered the tea to him, looking very timid: "Master Mingxin, please have some tea."
Ye Xiaomei couldn't help but frown.
He had a fat head and big ears, a ruddy complexion, and a look of compassion between his eyebrows.
Ye Xiaomei nodded slightly.
Master Mingxin nodded, raised his palms to his chest, and nodded: "Please, female donor."
Ye Xiaomei subconsciously picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.
His movements were elegant, slow and unhurried, even the way he held the tea bowl with his fingers was extremely slow.
Ye Xiaomei was actually attracted by this Buddhist temperament.
When I put down the teacup, my mind went blank.
Ye Xiaomei subconsciously looked at Liu Shiguo and saw him holding the tea bowl with both hands anxiously, taking a sip, and then hurriedly putting it down.
Ye Xiaomei then realized that it was not that simple.
After Master Mingxin put down the teacup, he sat up straight with his back, his eyes full of gentle kindness, which even made Ye Xiaomei feel very comfortable and relaxed.
"Donor, you are in a state of restlessness, and you are feeling hot and anxious. Your heart is burning and your mind is restless. I wonder if you have ever thought about giving alms. It will definitely help you get rid of your distress."
The tone of these words was calm, like a lullaby, so soft that one felt as if lying on cotton. Soon Ye Xiaomei felt sleepy.
He continued, "If your life can bring peace to all living beings, please be merciful!"
Then he chanted two Buddhist mantras.
Ye Xiaomei's head drooped and she felt very sleepy.
Liu Shiguo took a deep breath and watched Ye Xiaomei fall asleep. He opened his mouth but no words came out.
Afterwards, Master Mingxin stood up and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, carry it away!"
After saying that, he turned and walked to the door. When the door was opened by Master Mingxin, Liu Shiguo was still in a dilemma. Master Mingxin immediately held back and subconsciously turned around to look at Ye Xiaomei who was sleeping at the desk.
He let go of the door handle and took two steps back, his eyes gradually breaking the previous calmness, and his otherwise mundane eyes revealed a different light.
"What's wrong, Master?" Liu Shiguo thought that he was angry because his movements were not agile enough.
But Master Mingxin didn't move and just stared at Ye Xiaomei.
At that moment, a bright person seemed to be lying on the table, but she was like a cobweb, with a person standing straight behind her.
"Are you tired of living?"
Ye Xiaomei's voice was low and hoarse, with an extremely oppressive tone, and a hint of cruelty flowed in her big grape-like eyes.
When he lowered his eyes and looked sideways at Monk Mingxin, it was as if a sharp sword shot out from his eyes.
"Where are you running to, you monster?"
The monk immediately put his palms together and muttered something.
Liu Shiguo seemed to be used to it, but didn't know how to start talking. He opened his mouth, lowered his head for an instant, and then let out a long sigh.
It’s over, Ye Xiaomei is completely finished.
The ancestral spirit is completely finished.
A wave of air that is invisible to the naked eye, mixed with energy that is also invisible to the naked eye, is coming towards them.
It's like a big net covering your head.
The soul behind Ye Xiaomei, who was working at her desk, curled its lips:
"You don't know your own limits."
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