The useless second daughter of the Hua family

The Hua couple and Pi Fu are all missing!

When Hua Miaomiao and others arrived, everything was normal except for the broken teacup in the house. There was just some dust, which showed that they had left the house some time ago, and in a hurry.

Xiuzhu comforted the Hua sisters: "Don't panic, the house is clean, which means there is no fight. Although Pifu has lost her magic power, she still has some magic tools to protect herself. She won't leave without any preparation, let's look for any clues first."

They searched everywhere and finally found a sleeping phonograph under the fallen teacup lid.

Xiuzhu signaled the Imperial Master to place the phonograph in his palm. The warmth of his palm revived the phonograph. It kept flapping its wings and actually made a human voice.

"I never thought that the Bai family would stop doing business and start kidnapping and extortion instead."

"You don't have to provoke me with words. I will keep you well before I kill Hua Miaomiao."

Hua Miaomiao frowned. She remembered this voice. It was Bai Fuqiu who had disappeared for a long time.

Hua Niaoniao asked: "Who is this person? Why does she hate you so much?"

"She..." Hua Miaomiao paused for a moment, and she realized that she had never talked about her past with the Imperial Master. Although it was not a secret, everyone seemed to tacitly avoid talking about this topic. Now she was unsure how much he knew.

Hua Niaoniao is still waiting for an answer, and the national teacher is also paying attention to her.

Seeing this, Xiuzhu took the initiative to speak up for her and changed the subject.

"Don't worry. Since the other party is targeting you, she will definitely contact you on her own initiative. You must be tired from the journey, so you might as well take a rest first."

Hua Niaoniao also realized that she had something to hide, so she followed Xiuzhu's words and accompanied Hua Miaomiao into the inner room.

Xiuzhu had been waiting for the Imperial Master to ask, and had even thought of a response, but seeing that he had no intention of asking, he could not help but ask him, "Aren't you curious about who that woman is? Does she have any grudge against Hua Miaomiao?"

"That's not important. What's important is that no one tries to hurt her."

"You are too open-minded. No man would not care about the past of the person he loves."

Xiuzhu couldn't see through him. This man always gave him a sense of unreality.

As if knowing what he was worried about, the national teacher gave him a reassurance.

"Xiuzhu, you don't have to be wary of me. I will never hurt her."

"I will remember your promise today."

Three days passed and there was no news from the other side.

Hua Niaoniao was getting a little restless. Wu was pregnant and her fetal heart rate was already unstable. Now she was being held hostage. If she was frightened all day, she was really worried that something might happen to her mother. She heard Hua Miaomiao talk about Bai Fuqiu, a woman with evil intentions.

Hua Miaomiao was even more uneasy than her sister. Bai Fuqiu was determined to deal with her, and if her family was implicated because of her, she would be blamed for it.

"Excuse me, is Donor Hua Miaomiao here?"

Hua Miaomiao looked at the little monk from Leifa Temple in front of her, her head full of question marks.

"Little Master, do you have something to ask me?"

"I have a letter for you." The little monk left the letter and left.

Hua Miaomiao picked it up and saw that it was an invitation to a Buddhist conference.

Now she was even more confused. Her only connection with Leifa Temple was Qingyuan. Now that her master was gone, she couldn't understand why they would specially invite her.

"It's so late, how can I have the time to go?" Hua Miaomiao threw it aside, but Hua Niaoniao grabbed it tightly in her hand as if she had seen a ghost.

"Go! You must go!"

"Why?" Hua Miaomiao was puzzled.

"Take a look at this." Hua Niaoniao pointed to the place where the invitation was signed, where a very unique pattern was printed. "Do you still remember the red sandalwood sachet ball we picked for our mother when we were young?"

It was too long ago and Hua Miaomiao couldn't remember it clearly, but after Hua Niaoniao reminded her, she vaguely remembered that it seemed to be this pattern.

"You mean, Wu is now in Leifa Temple? That can't be right, it's a peaceful place for Buddhism after all."

"I don't understand it either. I can only go and take a look."

Hua Miaomiao sent Xiaoyu and the tiger-eating beast to the nearby Ge family branch, and asked them to send them back to Wanzhou. Then they rushed to the Leifa Temple without stopping.

It happened to be the annual Buddhist conference at Leifa Temple, and many people came to burn incense and worship.

Several of them have outstanding looks and stand out among the crowd.

There was a sudden commotion ahead, and the crowd automatically split into two sides to make room for the avenue.

A luxuriously decorated lotus throne was carried by eight sedan chair bearers. At the front of the procession were girls scattering flowers and paving the way, while at the rear were four bronze bells with deep and majestic voices.

The throne was surrounded by flowing gauze, and a monk in gorgeous clothes sat inside, accepting worship from the people on both sides.

What a grand ceremony, and such a ostentatious monk.

Hua Miaomiao asked the person beside her, "Excuse me, who is that master?"

"You don't know? That's the holy monk Jingyuan from Leifa Temple. He is a living Bodhisattva. Two years ago, there was a drought in Qingzhou, and the holy monk happened to pass by here. He not only gave porridge to save people, but also prayed for rain, saving the people of the city."

Hua Miaomiao complained in her heart, as expected, where there are people there are rumors, giving out porridge to save people might be true, but praying for rain is not very reliable, is that something that can be done by human power?

Before she could think about it, there was another commotion among the crowd. Hua Miaomiao stood on tiptoe to take a look.

"Pi…"

The imperial teacher behind her covered her mouth.

Hua Miaomiao looked at the red figure in the middle of the road in disbelief.

At this moment, Pi Fu was wearing a torn red dress, with her long hair disheveled and messy, and her face was covered with red marks of a demon. An iron chain with thunder magic was tied around her slender neck. She looked exhausted, and was being led by the monk in front of her. Her two bare feet were covered with scars.

Pi Fu was so proud, how could she have ever been so embarrassed? Hua Miaomiao's face was covered with tears. If the Imperial Master hadn't held her tightly, she would have rushed forward.

Xiuzhu turned his head away reluctantly and clenched his fists tightly.

As if sensing something, Pi Fu looked up and saw a familiar face. Although she was in a very awkward state at the moment, she still raised a confident smile. This smile was so bright and moving that even the people who had been shouting for killing were amazed.

Xiuzhu understood what she meant and secretly made a gesture to "wait for him with peace of mind".

In order to prevent others from noticing their abnormality, Hua Niaoniao suggested leaving the crowd first.

The group found an inn to stay in. As soon as they entered the room, Hua Miaomiao asked, "What is the origin of that monk? How could he force Pi Fu to reveal her true form?"

"He may not be that powerful, but our magic power is sealed now, and we have no ability to fight back." Xiuzhu gave a bitter smile. He looked at Hua Niaoniao beside him. If sister knew that the things she left behind had hurt Pi Fu, she wondered if she would blame herself to death.

Hua Miaomiao noticed Xiuzhu's eyes and then remembered that Hua Niaoniao might have something to do with Lingxi. In order to prevent him from taking his anger out on Hua Niaoniao, she quickly said, "The culprit is that damn Yuan He! I will get back at him sooner or later!"

The Imperial Master patted her back gently and soothed her, "Don't be angry yet, we have to settle the accounts one by one. Let's deal with the matter at hand first."

"I heard that the monk can call the wind and rain. Does the world really have this ability?" Hua Miaomiao asked. So far, she only knew about Wangchao, who would make it rain when he cried, but he was the son of the sea god and was transformed by Danzhu. Could it be that the monk was also a god?

"There is a limit to how much rain can be sent out by humans. Since ancient times, praying for rain is just a matter of luck and testing the weather. However..."

He thought for a moment and continued, "I remember another strange thing. Lin County also suffered from drought the year before last, but according to my calculations, it should have been a year of good weather and a bumper harvest. So, I guess he must have used a trick to keep the rain clouds here."

Hua Niaoniao couldn't help but frown. She felt that her worldview had been completely overturned. As the heir of the Hua family, she had been taught since childhood to take it as her duty to exorcise demons. But what happened in the past few days made her see the kindness and enthusiasm of demons, as well as the sinister greed of people.

"For fame and fortune, he could do such a thing that disregards the principles of heaven and harms others for his own benefit. He completely ignores the innocent people in another city."

"That's right. What holy monk? He's simply an evil monk." Hua Miaomiao said indignantly.

"Axue, think of a solution quickly."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll sneak in and take a look at night."