Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

"I don't know how I got here all of a sudden," he said. ”

Zhan Ming heard the words.

“Do you have a wish?” Zhanming asked.

Zhao shook his head: “I don't know. ”

She shook her head with a bright eye: "I don't remember the past, but consciousness was in this courtyard. ”

Zhan Ming slightly sighed: “It is also in the interest of my Buddha that the female giver can come here. Then the poor monk recited to the female Lord a" Tibetan Bodhisattva Book of Wishes ". May the female Master of Wishes return to good deeds as soon as possible. ”

Zhao: “... wait! ”

Zhan Ming looked at her.

Zhaoxin said I haven't started the mission yet, so you want to go beyond me?

“Me, I don't want to live!” She said.

Zhan Ming wondered: “Why? ”

Zhao thought for half a day to find a reason, but he couldn't find it for a while.

So she got a little upset and glanced at Zhanzhen: “If you don't want to, you don't want to. Where do you need a reason? ”

Zhan Ming stunned and smiled gently: "Amitabha Buddha. In that case, do as you please. ”

Azhao saw that the courtyard was simple and simple. Except for a particularly beautiful male monk, he couldn't see anything beside it. He thought he still had to go out and take a look. Maybe he could find something outside.

She greeted Zhanming and went outside.

As soon as he walked to the front door of the courtyard, an invisible force suddenly hit her, bouncing back Zhao's entire man.

“Oops!” Zhao, the whole man fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the ghost has no entity, and it doesn't hurt to fall.

She climbed up and slowly walked to the door, unbelievably.

Reach out and gently touch the void at the gate.

Surely, there seemed to be an invisible junction there that prevented her from going.

A Zhao suddenly had a bad feeling.

She looked around and walked to the wall to the left, trying to reach out.

Surely, there are also boundaries here.

After repeated attempts, Zhao was completely certain - he was trapped in the small courtyard here.

All sides of this small courtyard are covered by boundaries. I think of the two previous water lifting little Shamiya. A Zhaoxin knows that the boundaries are mostly only useful for himself.

I can't get out.

Zhao sighed and walked back.

Zhan Ming was making tea and saw her ask, “Why is the woman giving back? ”

Zhao sighed. He glanced left and right. He could hardly see me sitting outside on another bench: “Master, this yard is very strange, I can't get out. ”

Zhan Ming was surprised: “How? Poor monks have lived in this compound since they urinated and have never seen anything unusual in more than 20 years. ”

Zhao told Zhan Ming about the boundaries of the yard.

Zhan Minghuang said, "In that case, I will ask Abbot. ”

He said, get up and go outside.

Zhao followed him and walked out of the courtyard with his eyes open. She was still stopped by the junction.

Zhan Ming saw this and lowered his head with a slight apology: "Amitabha Buddha, please wait a moment. ”

Zhao watched his back leave and sat bored at the stone table.

The sun is not yet set.

Strangely enough, Azhao touched his arm and looked up at the sun.

I thought you said ghosts were afraid of daylight.

Why don't you feel anything?

Zhan Ming returned soon after.

When he met Azhao, he apologized: "The Abbot said that the temple had never been built for thousands of years and that there had never been anything I said. ”