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Chapter 509 Shen Yulian dare not face the problem

Ajing and Ling Luanluan stood together in front of Shen Yulian, and the atmosphere in the room seemed a little solemn.

Ajing looked up and saw that the always graceful and elegant old lady in front of him had lost her former majesty. There was a hint of fatigue and fragility on her face, which made people feel complicated.

Ling Luanluan was the first to break the silence. She looked at Shen Yulian and said in a calm but unquestionable serious tone, "Madam Zhu, we are the spirit race." Her words echoed in this quiet space.

Shen Yulian frowned slightly, with a hint of barely perceptible panic in her eyes, but she still said, "I know, I know."

Seeing this, Ling Luanluan continued, "Well, it is precisely because we are the spirit race that we may need to have a sincere chat with you."

Shen Yulian showed a puzzled look on her face and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Ling Luanluan looked at her and said in a steady tone, "Well, as far as we know, you have a criminal record."

Shen Yulian was stunned at first, then looked up at Ajing and Ling Luanluan, her eyes full of confusion, as if she didn't understand where they were coming from, and she kept saying, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Ling Luan Luan didn't beat around the bush and asked directly: "Madam Zhu, uh, I wonder if you have some offerings to the Crane Temple?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yulian nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes, yes, there are these. I used to be a devout believer in the Crane Temple, and they did give me a lot of help, and I also gave them some money in return. Is there any problem with that? In my opinion, this is just an ordinary offering." As she spoke, she looked at Ling Luanluan and Ajing calmly, as if she really thought there was nothing wrong with this matter.

Ling Luanluan frowned slightly and said seriously: "That's it, your family is all involved with the Greedy Clan, but you are the only one involved with the Crane Temple."

When Shen Yulian heard this, she immediately became nervous and asked quickly, "What happened at the Crane Temple?"

At this time, A Jing interrupted with a bit of surprise in his tone: "You don't know, you really don't know that the Crane Temple is a liar?"

Shen Yulian hurriedly shook her head and said anxiously: "I really don't know, I really don't know."

Ah Jing frowned even more tightly, and then said, "Then you should know now."

Ling Luanluan then asked: "Does your family and your husband have any objection?"

Shen Yulian sighed softly and said, "My husband will definitely object. He never believes in this."

Ah Jing asked again: "That old man Zhuqi, he should be quite smart, right? He... According to him, he had seen through their tricks a long time ago. Moreover, old man Zhuqi should know a lot of dirty tricks about the Crane Temple. Didn't he tell you?"

Shen Yulian showed a trace of helplessness on her face, and slowly said: "I don't believe what he said. It's not that I don't believe it. Rather than saying that I believe in the people in the Crane Temple, it's better to say that I need them. I just... I really don't dare to face it, because I need someone to rely on, an emotional support. In these complicated days, my heart is always empty. I feel that only when I face the Crane Temple can I feel at ease. So even if I know there may be a problem, I don't want to delve into it."

Shen Yulian sighed softly, her face full of helplessness and vicissitudes, and continued: "Hey, just like young girls of your age, you don't understand. When you really reach my age, with a big family at home, you will know that there are too many things in this world that are not as simple as you think, and you need to find a support. If you don't have such a thought, or it's like a kind of mental paralysis, hey, there is no way to live with peace of mind."

She paused, a trace of pain flashed in her eyes, and then she continued, "What's more, I know very well what the men in my family, my old man, and my sons have done. But if you ask me to talk to them soberly, I am a woman and I am old, and they don't listen to me at all. I have too much pain hidden in my heart, and I can't tell others about these pains. Even if I tell them, what can I do? Not everyone can understand. What's more, I still have a daughter and a wife, and some things are even harder to say. Alas, having said so much, if there is no such thing as the Crane Temple, I really don't know how to live peacefully. It is like my last bit of comfort in these troubled days."

Ah Jing looked at Shen Yulian with a serious look in his eyes and asked, "Are you willing to give up your connection with the Crane Temple?" Shen Yulian looked puzzled and asked back, "Why should I give it up? And how can I give it up?"

Ling Luanluan frowned slightly and said sincerely: "You may need to make a decision now, that is, whether to live a false and beautiful life or a real and beautiful life."

Shen Yulian frowned even more and said with difficulty: "How should I choose? It's not that easy to decide."

A Jing patiently explained: "It's very simple, you just need to be willing. This is not a kind of mental paralysis, but a very sober choice. You have to think carefully, whether to continue to rely on that illusory sustenance, or to bravely face the reality and embrace a truly solid and beautiful life."

Ling Luanluan continued, "Your daughter, your daughter Zhu Mian, is pregnant."

When Shen Yulian heard this, her face suddenly changed and she asked anxiously, "What about Mian'er? What about my daughter? What did you do with her?"

Ajing quickly waved his hands and explained: "We didn't do anything to her. She is living well now." As he spoke, Ajing raised his hand and tapped the air a few times. In an instant, a round glass skylight opened. Above the skylight was clearly presented the beautiful and comfortable life of Zhu Mian in the spiritual fruit field. She sometimes strolled in the field, and sometimes gently stroked the spiritual fruit tree, with a peaceful smile on her face.

Seeing this, Shen Yulian's eyes turned red and she shouted at the image: "Daughter, daughter..."

Ah Jing advised helplessly: "Don't shout, she can't hear you."

Shen Yulian said anxiously and eagerly: "I want to talk to my daughter."

Ajing hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Okay then." Then he turned on the video call mode.

Shen Yulian immediately shouted excitedly: "Daughter, Mian'er."

Zhu Mian on the other side also quickly saw the sky curtain that appeared beside him, his face full of surprise, and he quickly responded: "Mom, mom, oh, I'm here, I'm here."

Shen Yulian asked with a trembling voice: "Are you okay? Where are you?"

Zhu Mian smiled and replied, "I'm in Lingguo City, mother. I'm doing fine here. By the way, mother, I'm pregnant. Maybe you'll be able to see your grandson in a while."

Shen Yulian's face was full of emotion after hearing this. She said with a hint of expectation and worry: "Then, can I still see you?"

Zhu Mian invited enthusiastically, "Mom, please come over here. Let's go to Lingguo City. We can be together and start a new life here. It's great here."

Zhu Mian's face was full of sincerity as he continued to persuade her, "Mom, just trust them. Ajing and Ling Luanluan are both my very good friends. They take special care of me. You really don't have to worry about anything."

After Shen Yulian heard her daughter's words, the doubts in her eyes gradually dissipated, and she nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, okay, yes, mother believes you."

Ling Luanluan said at the right time: "If you want, you can go now. Here are some spiritual fruits. Eat them first. This will also reduce the interference caused by the time and space conversion. After all, you are old, so it is always better to be safe."

Shen Yulian did not hesitate at all and nodded again and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. Let's eat this spiritual fruit." As she said that, she reached out and took the spiritual fruit handed to her by Ling Luanluan, her eyes full of anticipation and a hint of nervousness for the new life that was about to begin.