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867. Self-knowledge of gains and losses

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"Xiao Mei, what do you want to do?"

Song Xuan saw her setting up a table and lighting candles, as if she was about to do something, so he hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Mr. Song, I want to use my soul to find Xiao Qian. Please watch the door for me and don't let anyone come in and disturb me."

Yang Zimei looked at him and said, "This ritual is a bit dangerous. If I'm not careful, my soul may never come back." [

When Song Xuan heard this, he was shocked, "Xiaomei, this can't be done, it's too dangerous. I don't have the power to restrain a chicken. If an outsider comes in by force, I can't protect you."

Lianyi also wrote on the ground with her claws, "Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it..."

"Xiao Mei, Lianyi asked you not to do it, so don't be impulsive."

Song Xuan reached out and patted her shoulder, "Xiao Qian is not an ordinary baby. I believe he will be found. Just wait. If even you are in danger, who will look for him then?

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Yang Zimei looked at him, then looked down at the ripples in his eyes full of pleading.

Song Xuan relied on her continued treatment to maintain his life. Behind his life, he also shouldered the responsibilities of Lin Qingmei and Xiaopang.

Lianyi seems to be 100% dependent on her now, and may have to rely on her to survive the second catastrophe.

The master has not been found yet.

Long Zhutian is also waiting for her.

She really couldn't make any mistakes.

It’s just Xiaoqian…

Yang Zimei held Xiao Qian's clothes in her hands, her heart aching.

Lianyi jumped into her arms, stretched out his paws to touch her, comforted her and told her not to be anxious.

"Xiao Mei, wait a moment."

Song Xuan begged, "Let's wait and see again in a day."

Yang Zimei raised his head and looked at the cloudy sky above his head, his eyes filled with tears.

She can predict good or bad luck for those who have nothing to do with her, but she can always fail to grasp the whereabouts of those around her.

Is this the price for her good skills?

If the price is still that you can't save the people you care about one by one, are you willing to live the most ordinary life like other girls? [

She came to the room dedicated to Guanyin in the backyard of the Song family and knelt down.

With an extremely pious expression, he looked at the Avalokitesvara statue that sympathized with all living beings and prayed for Xiao Qian's safety.

Xiaoqian has been suffering from amnesia, forgetting who he was and where he came from in his previous life, but occasionally he remembered some magical spells that taught her and accompanied her through countless lonely days.

Xiao Qian's extremely pure soul shows that his origin is absolutely extraordinary.

A person with such a pure soul encounters unexpected events again and again.

Why?

"Bodhisattva, please protect Xiao Qian's safety. I will try my best not to abuse the heavenly eyes that can see the destiny of heaven, and I will never change my destiny for others at will. I will definitely do more good deeds and eliminate my sins."

Yang Zimei attributed all of this to the punishment she suffered for abusing the powers given to her by God.

There are too many sins, but there has been no corresponding behavior to offset the sins.

Master Yuqing once told her that God will not love a person particularly well. When she gets a lot, she must lose something precious at the cost.

You can easily gain money, fame and the trust of others, but it is accompanied by various losses.

She is rich and can spend a lot of money to buy a mansion, but she cannot live with her family and enjoy the ultimate warmth of the family. She might as well live in the simple hut in Yangcun.

She has the ability to help others seek good fortune and avoid disaster, but she cannot help herself or the people she cares about. This gap makes her even more painful.

She can quickly gain fame by relying on her own abilities. For her, this fame is just a temporary satisfaction of vanity and of little use.

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