Chapter 50: The Buddhist disciple in the capital promised to give his body to me, and to have children beforehand.
He raised his hand to block the attack, and suddenly the Buddhist beads on his wrist flashed with light.
"Ah!" Tingting screamed and was bounced far away by the dazzling light and fell to the ground.
The dagger in her hand also fell to the ground. She covered her face in pain and said, "It hurts so much!"
"Tingting!" Qin Muchen looked at the girl's facial expression change. She was not Tingting but the little girl in the hall just now.
Her cheeks were covered with scars from burns, and the blood and flesh looked horrible.
"Why are you doing this to me?" Her eyes were scarlet and a black mist was emanating from her body.
"We agreed to stay together as old friends forever, but why did you leave on your own?"
Her body soared into the air, and she looked at Qin Muchen with resentment in her heart: "It's all because of you, you all deserve to die!"
Surrounded by a dark murderous aura, she slowly stretched out her hand: "I'm going to kill you."
The air around me became thinner, and a burning heat wave hit me in the face.
Qin Muchen looked at the ground beneath his feet and saw it starting to burn. The scorching flames rushed towards him.
In a short while, the flames surrounded him, and Qin Muchen was trapped in it and unable to leave.
"You evil ghost, where did you hide my sister? Hand her over to me."
He shouted at her, but heard her laugh: "Hahaha, your sister is dead."
"You can die too. You all can stay here with me!"
The girl waved her arms and a ball of fire flew towards Qin Muchen, about to fall on him.
Even the fire in the dream could burn people, so he subconsciously used his hands to block the danger.
With a 'pop' sound, flames splashed everywhere.
Meng Fuling suddenly appeared and slapped the fire back, and the flames ignited the girl's body.
"Ah!" She screamed and tried to fight off the fire on her body, but she rolled on the ground in agony.
Meng Fuling's eyes were gloomy: "You are so brave, little brat, you dare to hurt my people!"
"This, this is my dream, I'm going to kill you!"
She got up from the ground, her hair turned red by the flames, and pounced on Meng Fuling, wanting to attack her.
The next second, he was grabbed by the neck, and the flames on his body gradually went out.
It was just a matter of a finger for her to restore Yanmie, but she couldn't let her die yet.
"Tell me, where did you hide Qin Muting?"
Meng Fuling had just searched the entire orphanage, but couldn't find Qin Muting's soul.
She wasn't dead, she just wasn't where she was, so the only possibility was that the little girl had hidden her.
"Cough cough cough!" She wanted to escape at this moment, but she struggled like an angry kitten.
Meng Fuling wasn't kidding her. She warned and threatened: "Hurry up and tell me, or I won't mind turning you into ashes."
Her hands were slowly increasing in strength, and the little girl finally started crying in fear: "She, she's in the studio!"
Hearing her admit it, Meng Fuling and Qin Muchen rushed to the studio.
They looked everywhere for Tingting but couldn't find her. It seemed that the child still dared to lie to them.
"Tingting is not here, where did you hide her?"
Qin Muchen was a little anxious because he felt that the scenery he saw was starting to blur.
Time is running out, and the fingernail-sized rhino horn incense is about to burn out.
"She's right here, you just can't find her!" The little girl suddenly sneered, "When the time comes, none of you can leave."
Meng Fuling glanced around and suddenly she saw the watercolor painting on the wall.
The girl with two pigtails in the half-burned picture is her.
She was holding the hand of another girl at this time. Although the picture was incomplete, we could still guess who it was.
"Tingting!" Meng Fuling tore up the painting: "So that's it!"
No wonder she couldn't feel the breath of the soul, her soul was actually in this painting.
"Boom!" The ground began to shake violently, and the building began to crumble, threatening to collapse at any moment.
"What happened?" Qin Muchen watched the walls around him turn into mosaics and fall to the ground.
Meng Fuling looked around and said, "Oh no! This dream is about to be shattered."
"Cock, cuckoo!" At this moment, a rooster crowed.
It was Xiaoman who was reminding them to leave. Meng Fuling pulled Qin Muchen's hand and ran outside.
The floor behind them began to disappear, revealing a bottomless abyss and endless flames that could swallow them up at any time.
They escaped from Qingshan Orphanage, and when they looked back, the building collapsed and disappeared without a trace.
"Ding-ling-ling!" The bell rang at this moment, which was the signal to go back.
Meng Fuling hugged Qin Muchen's waist and her body became weightless again.
This time, the body continued to move upwards, and after a dazzling light, he felt his body stabilized.
When she opened her eyes, she was already standing in the room. They had returned from their dream.
Meng Fuling took a deep breath and saw Xiaoman and the little lion looking at her with their heads tilted.
"Master, what are you doing?"
"Huh?" She had just returned from the dream and was still a little dazed.
"It's so heavy!" A low voice came from under her, and Qin Muchen lay on the ground looking at her.
Meng Fuling was sitting on his waist, one hand holding his wrist in an ambiguous and provocative posture.
"Are you not getting up yet?" His cheeks flushed slightly. He had come back, but his landing posture was not very elegant.
Even if it is a favor to save his sister, the Buddhist disciples in the capital cannot marry him.
"I'm sorry!" Meng Fuling quickly got up from him: "I made a mistake when I landed."
"Oh!" Nannan said seriously, holding the bell in her hand: "I understand, my mom and dad are always like this."
"They say this means having a baby. Master, do you want to have a baby too?"
"Coo, coo, coo!" Xiaoman also started to coo.
Do kids these days really know a lot about chickens? They even know about giving birth.
Qin Muchen got up from the ground awkwardly. What had just happened had overturned his understanding.
Meng Fuling took out the painting at this time and found that Tingting in the painting seemed to be still moving, blinking at her constantly.
"Tingting!" He saw the little person inside waving his hands constantly, as if he wanted to get out.
She placed the painting beside her pillow, made a vow and began to recite.
"A fantasy world emerges from a painting, a dream in the clouds awakens from drunkenness. After seven years trapped here, this person's soul finally returns!"
A blue light came out of the painting and entered Tingting's body with a whoosh.
I saw her eyelashes begin to tremble on the bed and her fingers began to move gently.
Qin Muchen immediately stepped forward, looked at her nervously, and tried to wake her up: "Tingting, I'm your brother!"
Qin Muting slowly opened her eyes, and the moment she saw him, tears couldn't stop flowing.
"Brother!" Her voice was hoarse and her words were not clear at this time.
He held his sister's hand with tears in his eyes. After such a long time, the brother and sister finally met again.
Tingting has been sleeping in a dream for seven years, and it will take her a long time to recover after she wakes up.
Watching the brother and sister reunited, the bottle in Meng Fuling's hand was still shaking.
It seemed that this guy was still restless, so she opened the blue bottle and the black mist flew out.
It turned out to be the ghost of the little girl. When the dream collapsed, Meng Fuling brought her out as well.
When she saw Tingting waking up in the bed, she rushed over like crazy: "No way, you're awake."
The girl's anger rose again, and she stretched out her hand, wanting to kill her.
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