When the iceberg is sweetened by me

Chapter 111 He Has a Big Secret

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After getting off the elevator, facing the dry and cold air, under the leadership of Meng Zihuai, they went to the nearest supermarket.

The 500 yuan that Beiyan had paid in advance was basically gone, and she took a bank card when she went out this time.

It was done by Shang Tao and Tang Zhu after they helped her get her ID card. All the money she "loaned" from Mencius Xian was on it.

When Beiyan arrived at the supermarket, she didn't look around and asked Meng Zihuai where she could sell razors.

Before she went down the mountain, she had a cheap razor with batteries on her body, which was a tool for her grooming on the road. After she lost her luggage, the razor was in the big pocket of her clothes, so she didn't lose it.

But when she was going to the center of the imperial city, she fell on a slippery ramp in the suburbs, and lost it just like that.

However, my younger brother was stunned when she bought a razor: "Why did you buy that?"

"Scrape your head!"

"Why don't you grow your hair?"

"Um……"

Bei Yan didn't know what to say for a moment, and before going down the mountain, the Zen master told her not to shave her hair.

And three months is enough for her hair to grow, but... even though she knows that she may be treated differently in the floating world if she keeps shaving her hair, people are still very afraid of changing one thing, especially one that has been doing since childhood matter.

She keeps her speaking habit and her appearance, so that she can go to a strange world alone, and she can easily think of the place where she has been living, as well as the nuns and Zen masters who care about her. This is the courage in her heart.

If she changes rashly, she will feel that she has become far away from that place, and then she is in a new environment...so strange and untenable.

She still remembered that before she went down the mountain, the bhikkhuni who had been sleeping with her went to see her off.

On that sunset afternoon, with tears in her eyes, her friend said to her——

"Bei Yan, if you are on the road and feel scared, and you encounter a hurdle that you can't get through, go to the temple and tell the Buddha about your troubles. The Buddha will tell us your difficulties, and you will know. We have always I'm with you!"

She was also reluctant.

On the journey, she didn't know what was waiting for her in the future. She had fantasized about happy endings and miserable experiences.

The three-month walk tested not only physical fitness, but also patience and perseverance, as well as great spiritual courage.

On her way, in the middle of the night when it suddenly snowed in autumn and winter, she also encountered a car accident.

It was a collision between a large truck and a car on the road, the driver of the large truck escaped, and the four people in the car died.

She wanted to call the police, but she didn't have a mobile phone, but she wasn't afraid either. On a snowy night, guarding the blood that quickly solidified, she recited a long, long time afterlife mantra to the four people who passed away.

But then the police came, and the police uncle mistook her for a bhikkhuni, learned that she was on her way, and gave her a ride in a police car.

It was also at that time, she thought... Life is full of accidents, if she can't find the marriage that the Zen master said, she will go to a temple outside and become a monk.

Thinking back on those things, the child pursed her lips and looked at the supermarket with all kinds of products on display. At this moment... her eyes were red, and she was at a loss.

After being in a daze for a long time, she said weakly: "It's not time to grow your hair..."

Her heart needs a buffer.

Naturally, Meng Zihuai didn't understand her mental journey, so he muttered: "My brother will definitely like you with long hair. He has a big secret, and I'll let you see it later!"

(End of this chapter)