Nightingale
21 Ming Qing Mountain

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The man laughed and said," I'm already used to them being like this. If you don't let them run, won't other people's cars still have to stop there for dinner? Don't they still have to wait?”

"No!" I shook my head." I've already caused that shop to be in trouble and close down within a month.”

"What do you do for a living?" That person stopped smiling and looked at me.

"A mere clerk."

"Then will something happen to him if you let him?”

"I don't know. Let's wait and see."

The bus slowly drove into the station and stopped not too far away from the exit. The passengers got off one by one. The bus owner went to the luggage box under the car to get everyone's luggage. I didn't have any luggage, only a bag to carry with me.

The car owner saw that I was about to leave and stopped me."Wait a moment."

I stood down and looked at him.

"I asked the driver to start the car. Didn't you say it would break down?!”

I smiled sweetly.!”Then, she left without looking back.

I live not far from the station. I can even see the station's parking lot from the balcony. When he got home, he hurriedly took a bath and changed his clothes. Then, he stood in front of the altar.

He placed the car owner's name card on the altar, took out a talisman, lit it, and prayed,""It's shameful to disrespect others. I'm going to teach him a lesson. From now on, his car won't start for a week! The driver was not allowed to drive for three years! I'll return the favor to those who bully me!"

After praying, he lit the amulet and the name card together and bowed deeply.

In the parking lot, the car owner and the driver had finished packing up and were about to leave. At this moment, another bus entered the station. The administrator asked the car owner to reverse the car so that it would be convenient for the new car to reverse into the parking space. The boss handed the keys to the driver. The driver opened the door and sat in the driver's seat, ready to start the car.

The car hummed weakly and turned off the engine. The driver was stunned. He tried again, but it was still the same. He looked at the car owner in confusion. The car owner pulled the driver away and tried it himself, but it still couldn't start.

The two of them looked at each other in the car. Fear and panic spread from her heart to her face.

The printer quickly printed out two photos. I carefully cut the person from the union from the photo and put the photo into the pagoda bottle. I poured in sesame oil, prayed, inserted peacock feathers, burned the talisman, and bowed to the ground.

The piece of couplet paper torn from the door was put into the pagoda bottle, poured in sesame oil, and held the bloodstone with his palms together to pray. He poured the chicken blood into the bottle, inserted peacock feathers, prayed, and burned the talisman.

He was used to harming others with malicious intent or unintentionally, but now that he had witchcraft, why could he not tolerate the harm of others? Just because he could take revenge at will? I feel that I'm more despicable than those who intentionally or unintentionally hurt others! However, it was also difficult to swallow the harm of others.

The pleasure of revenge and the condemnation of my conscience intertwined in my heart. It was like two snakes with the same venomous fangs. No matter which one bit, it would hurt.

The old monk's words rang in my ears again. That's right, if I let it go, harm can also become a joke. But the problem was, how many people in the world could let it go?

One evening, I arrived at Mingqing Temple in Mingqing Mountain.

Ming Qing Mountain was called Ming Qing Mountain because it wasn't a big mountain, but the sun was bright and the air was very fresh. It couldn't be seen or felt at the foot of the mountain, but on the mountain, the trees would shake almost all day. If one came to the mountain in the middle of the summer, they would also feel a chill. It was indeed a summer resort. It definitely surpassed Chengde. According to legend, the reason why Ming Qing Mountain built a temple was because a demon was trapped in this mountain--

As his name suggested, the cold demon could not only summon wind and rain, but also ice. He could freeze a person into ice shards with a casual raise of his hand. It was really terrifying.

I shivered in June and got goosebumps.

Ming Qing Mountain had been around for quite some years. It was said that it had almost been destroyed by the flames of war many times. It could be considered that it had been tempered several times!

When they were about to reach Ming Qing Temple, there was a pavilion halfway up the mountain. There was a dark green plaque with the words 'Ming Qing Pavilion' written on it! A monk was sitting cross-legged on a futon with his back facing me.

I walked over and stood behind him for a while."Dare I ask Master, do I have to bring a praying mat with me wherever I go?”

The monk did not turn around and said,"Amitabha!" Could it be that the pig didn't know that it should be convenient for others and for itself?!”

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