Chapter 817
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Inoue Kazuki had his current status as an orphan in Sakura Island. He was Inoue Hideaki's proudest disciple, and was also his godson.
He relied on his ability to communicate with trees and break the concealment ability of a hermit at any time.
This ability was exactly the same as Lin Mumu's!
Compared to unknown parents, it seemed that Inoue Kazuki was more similar to her.
Lin Mumu's heart was inexplicably at a loss. Seeing that she was about to have parents, was it really going to be an empty joy in the end?
Lin Mumu hugged the quilt and steamed buns, rolled around a few times, and finally fell asleep at one o 'clock in the morning.
In her dream, Lin Mumu seemed to have returned to Jingzhou's Pure Jade Temple. She saw the back of a man who was carefully carving a piece of wood.
Lin Mumu was very curious about what he was carving.
When Lin Mumu got closer, he suddenly turned his head and smiled at her:
"Don't worry, the new body will be ready soon."
Lin Mumu suddenly woke up! She sat up straight.
The enlarged man's face was particularly clear. It was her master, Daoist priest Ling Wu!
And the piece of wood in Daoist priest Ling Wu's hand was carving a face that was exactly the same as hers!
Although she knew it was a dream, Lin Mumu's heart was still beating fast and restless. Why couldn't she fall asleep?
She got up and ran to the dressing mirror to look at herself little by little.
Her face wasn't as beautiful as a celestial fairy, but her facial features were exquisite.
Eyebrows, nose, eyes, small hairs at the corners of her mouth, and a little bit of fine hair at her ears. Everything was as clear as day. Why did it look like a human face? It didn't look like a wood carving.
But Lin Mumu's heart couldn't be at peace.
Fortunately, the heater in the room was particularly hot, so Lin Mumu took off all her clothes and made sure that every inch of her body was clearly reflected in the mirror.
Fortunately, there was nothing special about her body. It was just a human body, and didn't have the characteristics of a wood carving.
Lin Mumu thought of the surgery for the airplane dissociation. Her master wasn't a doctor, how could he perform the surgery for her?
Lin Mumu turned on the computer and searched for a lot of information about the soul and other aspects. The basic answer was that when the soul left the body, the person was basically dead.
So she was already dead?
What exactly was going on with her master's surgery?
The scene in the dream became more and more clear, and Lin Mumu's heart tightened. After that, he lay on the bed and couldn't fall asleep.
After tossing and turning all night, it was almost six o 'clock. Lin Mumu simply put on a thick down jacket and went out for a run.
The morning wind in Yan Jing City was especially cold. It was like a knife scraping one's face, ready to tear one into pieces at any time.
After running a few laps, Lin Mumu's body was warm, and her little face was bright red from the cold.
Lin Mumu took a deep breath, and her mood became a lot more cheerful.
It was snowing, and the snow was getting heavier and heavier. From speckles of goose feathers to silver flowers on the trees, the streets were covered with cotton.
Lin Mumu ran all the way in the direction of Beijing University. She ran past Yan Shui Lake and all the way to the Religious Department's lakeside bamboo house.
Because it was snowing in winter, the originally green bamboo building was covered with a layer of yellow reeds. Now that a layer of snow had fallen on it, it looked like the roof was covered with a cotton quilt.
The religious students were very concerned about Professor Lin's potted plants. They had already moved them into the warm rooms. It was just that they didn't look very energetic now.
Lin Mumu took a large bucket of water and stirred it with her hands. Then, she took a gourd ladle and watered the plants one by one.
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