1433. Chapter 1433 If you don't leave me, you won't abandon me 41
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"Sister is a god?"
Xiao Qian jumped down from Xue Hu's arms and jumped into Yang Zimei's arms. He lowered his head and sniffed her neck, "They look really similar."
Yang Zimei couldn't laugh or cry, "Xiao Qian, you are a dog. With a sniff like this, can you tell whether I am a human or a god?"
"Sister, what you said is wrong. You also know that I have always had a more sensitive sense of smell than a dog."
Xiao Qian reached out and touched the skin of her cheek again, and poked the cinnabar on her forehead with his finger, "Actually, Xue Lake, I always feel that all her spiritual power comes from here."
Xue Hu also nodded, "That's true."
Yang Zimei reached out and touched his forehead in confusion, and said with a smile, "Are you talking about this place? That's too ridiculous. This is the scar left by me being hit before."
"Scars from bruises? How is that possible? Sister, if bruises can have such cute and beautiful scars, I think many people wouldn't mind smashing them."
Xiao Qian said with a smile.
Xue Hu's blue eyes flashed, "What was it hit by?"
"When I was a child, I was hit by the jade purification bottle of the Guanyin statue in Master's Taoist temple. It even knocked me unconscious."
Yang Zimei thought about the first time she saw her master when she was a child, and her emotions started to feel a little strange again.
"Guanyin's jade purification bottle? After it was smashed, it became like this?"
Xue Hu pondered for a moment and asked.
"Um."
"Is there anything strange after smashing it?"
"I don't know what's wrong. Anyway, since then, my memory has been very good, and I have the celestial eye, which allows me to see people's misfortunes and fortunes. It's very strange."
Yang Zimei was also confused at this time.
I really couldn't have done such a miracle just by being smashed by the jade purification bottle, right?
It stands to reason that that jade purification vase is just a clay sculpture, and it is not the real jade purification vase of Guanyin Bodhisattva. How can it open your mind by smashing it?
Xue Hu approached her and looked down at her forehead.
The faint, gardenia-like fragrance emanating from his breath lingered on Yang Zimei's face, which was really comforting.
Yang Zimei blinked and looked at his blue and clear pupils, as if looking at the blue sky and white clouds.
Xue Hu stretched out his slender, white fingers that looked like works of art, lightly touched her forehead, and then quickly took it away, with a clear expression on his face.
"What's wrong?"
Yang Zimei hurriedly asked, "I owe everything to it, right?"
"Um."
Xue Hu nodded and reached out to touch her hair, "Even if you are not a descendant of the Gods, you still have the power of the Gods."
"Really? Did Master Guanyin hit me on purpose that day?"
Yang Zimei took out her Phoenix Weeping Blood Mirror and looked at it carefully.
The cinnabar on my forehead is indeed a bit special, and it is definitely not a scar.
It seems that Master Guanyin really felt sorry for her being so miserable and homeless in her previous life, so he chose her in this life so that she could live a different and happier life.
No matter what, it is a happy thing to have the power of God to heal the snow lake.
As for hesitation, she is too lazy to think about it for now, she just wants to live each day well.
Put the mirror away and take out the mirror that can reflect your soul.
The last time she took a picture of herself, her bloody soul from the previous life flashed in the mirror, so she never looked at herself again.