Chapter 27 The Delivery Boy
The mountains were quiet, and there was no sound in the temple, as if it had been abandoned for a long time.
Mingzhu walked forward, grasped the mottled copper ring on the wooden door, and knocked lightly three times.
The dilapidated wooden door made a dull sound.
Through the wide crack in the door, you can see that the courtyard is overgrown with weeds, and a few gray-tiled Zen rooms stand quietly in it.
Just when Mingzhu thought there was no one in the temple.
There was a sound of footsteps coming from far away.
The wooden door was opened, and a young monk appeared behind the door. His robe had been washed white.
The monk looked to be in his early twenties, with a handsome face and a pair of particularly bright and lively eyes.
The moment he saw Mingzhu, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Then his eyes fell on Mr. Ming's assistant, and he clasped his hands together in greeting: "Amitabha, what can I do for you, benefactors?"
He obviously knew Mr. Ming's assistant.
The assistant quickly stepped forward to return the greeting: "Little Master, we are here to look for Zen Master Daoqing."
When the young monk heard this, his face showed sadness, he clasped his hands together and bowed deeply.
"Amitabha... Three days ago, Master passed away."
"This..." The assistant looked at Mingzhu helplessly, "Miss, the old Zen master has already..."
Mingzhu shook her head slightly, indicating that it didn't matter.
No matter what the result is, at least she has shown her full sincerity in this process.
When the young monk heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he looked at Mingzhu: "Is this donor the eldest daughter of the Ming family?"
Mingzhu imitated the assistant's gesture and clasped her hands together in greeting, "I am."
The young monk bowed his head and said, "Before my master passed away, he left a message saying that you would visit me soon. He specifically asked me to pass something on to you."
Mingzhu's heart skipped a beat.
If she hadn't experienced rebirth.
He definitely wouldn't believe in Buddhism, let alone go to this remote temple.
But the old Zen master actually calculated that she would come.
"Mr. Ming, please follow me."
The young monk led the way.
After passing through some weeds, the monk took out a brocade box from the scripture hall and handed it solemnly to Mingzhu.
Mingzhu did not open it, but asked, "Little Zen Master, can I look around?"
"Please help yourself, benefactor."
The young monk folded his hands and left.
There are only a few houses in the temple, and as far as the eye can see, there are stone Buddha statues.
It can't be compared with the golden Buddha sculpted by Mr. Ming.
The stove in the kitchen is still the most primitive earthen stove, and there is not even an electric light.
Mingzhu just felt admiration.
In this era of rapid technological development, there are actually people who practice in such a simple and frugal way.
Mingzhu didn't stay in the temple for long. After worshiping the Buddha statue, the group returned along the mountain road.
After getting into the car, Mingzhu opened the brocade box, and there was only a note lying quietly inside.
There was only a big word "goodness" written on the paper.
This word can express so much.
She seemed to understand, but also seemed not to fully understand.
The car slowly drove away, and the dense forest outside the window was gradually replaced by modern buildings.
"Miss, are you going back to the manor directly?"
The driver glanced in the rearview mirror.
Mingzhu put the note back into the brocade box and nodded.
As the car entered the city, more and more pedestrians appeared on the street.
There is a speed limit in the city, so please slow down.
Take advantage of the gap while waiting for the traffic light.
Mingzhu looked at the strangers passing by through the car window.
From their expressions, you can feel that everyone is very lively.
"Bang!"
There was a loud bang from the rear of the car, and the car body shook.
The female bodyguard reacted quickly and protected Mingzhu's shoulders: "Miss, be careful!"
"I'm sorry, miss," the driver said, sweat dripping from his forehead as he quickly stopped the car. "There was a car behind us that rear-ended us."
The driver has been working as a driver for the Ming family for more than ten years and has never made a mistake.
The Ming family pays a very high salary.
I don’t know how many people are jealous of this job.
There are just too many competitors.
He was always careful and cautious, and this time there was a young lady in the car, and he actually got into a car accident.
He doesn't want to lose this job.
Mingzhu looked out the window.
Many onlookers have gathered at the scene, and many of them are filming with their mobile phones.
An electric bike fell to the ground.
A young man in a bright yellow delivery uniform was lying on the ground, and his specific situation could not be seen clearly.
"Don't worry, miss," the assistant immediately unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car, "I'll take care of it right away."
The moment the car door opened, Mingzhu could hear the discussions of passers-by.
"Wow, this is a Rolls-Royce! A luxury car worth tens of millions!"
"The delivery guy is in big trouble now. He might lose everything..."
"The battery car is still fully responsible..."
"This guy rides his bike too fast..."
"There's nothing I can do. In today's society, life is so stressful..."
An accident in which a delivery driver rear-ended a luxury car worth tens of millions.
It instantly attracted a crowd of onlookers.
But the young man wearing a helmet and mask has been motionless since he fell to the ground.
"Could he be unconscious? Why isn't he moving?" someone whispered.
After getting out of the car, the driver and assistant were busy contacting the traffic police, insurance company and ambulance.
This time period is the morning rush hour.
The traffic was very congested and they couldn't get there in a short time.
Although the crowd was pointing and talking, no one dared to step forward to check on the boy's condition.
"Miss," the female bodyguard whispered, "Should we call for a backup vehicle? Should we return to the manor first?"
Mingzhu looked at the figure lying on the ground, the dazzling sunlight falling directly on his face.
No one was willing to go up to block the sun for him. They looked thin and pitiful.
The rear door of the Rolls-Royce opened again.
The female bodyguard in a neat suit got out of the car first.
He swiftly opened the black umbrella to block out the sun, while protecting the upper edge of the car door with his hands.
The moment Mingzhu stepped out of the car, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
"Miss, why did you come down?" the assistant shouted hurriedly.
After a brief silence, more heated discussions broke out around.
"My God, isn't this too beautiful?"
"Is he some big star?"
“Snap, snap!”
Many mobile phone cameras were pointed at Mingzhu, but she didn't care.
Even if they are filmed, these photos and videos will not be circulated.
"Move him to a cool place first." Mingzhu said.
"Miss, the responsibility has not yet been determined..."
The driver was a little hesitant. After all, it was his car and he had to handle it properly.
The assistant has taken action.
The intersection was cleared quickly to avoid obstruction to traffic.
The crowd of onlookers did not decrease.
Mingzhu looked at the boy who was moved under the shade of the tree with curiosity.
He is very tall and has long legs.
Just now, the assistant couldn't drag him alone.
Although he was wearing a mask and a helmet, he was completely covered.
But you can still see that his whole face is abnormally flushed, his eyes are closed, and his breathing is rapid.
"Bring me a bottle of water."
The assistant brought some mineral water, half-lifted the boy up, and took off his helmet and mask.
There was another burst of exclamations from all around.
The boy's sweat-soaked black hair was messy and stuck to his pale forehead, and his cheeks were flushed with a sickly color.
But even though she was in such a mess, her chiseled face was still so beautiful that it made people happy.
Mingzhu moved closer to observe.
The boy's long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes.
She couldn't help but wonder what these eyes would look like when they opened.
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