Pei Ji stroked her face, his expression gentle yet dangerous, "Ms. Xue, it's not so easy to take advantage of me, unless you let me take it back."

Xue Huan opened her eyes wide, watching his handsome face magnify before her eyes, and then, her lips felt hot.

"you……"

She had just said one word when all the rest of her words were blocked.

*

"Sister, something bad has happened. Please check Weibo."

Xue Huan was packing her luggage at home when she received an urgent call from her assistant.

Xue Huan opened her Weibo and saw that her incident at the charity auction had been exposed. It had now become a hot topic, and was ranked second, with the word "boiling" above it.

She clicked on it and saw a barrage of curses below.

Her own Weibo account had also been overwhelmed, with all sorts of disgusting words filling her retinas. No wonder her disgust level had increased significantly when she woke up this morning; it wasn't long before she needed to upgrade the system.

She had been prepared for this matter for a long time, and now that she saw the matter exposed, she felt a sense of relief as if a huge stone had been lifted from her chest.

However, seeing these comments still makes me feel uncomfortable.

Pei Ji leaned over and saw the vicious and obscene words on the phone, a cold look flashed in his eyes.

He covered his phone and said, "Be good, stop looking. I'll have someone clean it up, and soon you won't see these things anymore."

Xue Huan shook her head, "No, I'm already prepared."

After saying that, she felt a little awkward. After all, their relationship was no longer simple. She tilted her head and smiled at him, "I'm fine, don't worry. I've been used to it for a long time. These comments can't hurt me at all."

However, after hearing her words, Pei Ji felt even more distressed.

Xue Huan lowered her head and started operating her phone, uploading the surveillance video that she had saved earlier and @ing the protagonist Zhou Xinyun in the video.

And then I just ignored it.

At the same time, Pei Ji also sent a message to Liang Kaiji, "Anyone who slanders Huanhuan online will be prosecuted, one by one."

Pei's legal team is a feared force in the industry. There is no case they cannot win. Asking them to handle this kind of thing is simply a waste of their talents.

However, Liang Kaiji also knew that Xue Huan's matter, no matter how small, was a big deal to the president.

"Okay, President."

The two of them ignored the chaos on the Internet. After packing their luggage, Pei Ji drove Xue Huan to Fayuan Temple.

He didn't bring anyone else with him, it was just the two of them on the journey.

Arriving at Fayuan Temple, the young monk who was guiding the pilgrims saw Pei Ji and happily came forward to greet him, "Brother Wu Ji."

Pei Ji's grandfather was a monk in Fayuan Temple. After bringing Pei Ji to the temple, the handsome and cute little Pei Ji, who was only five years old at the time, immediately became the darling of the entire temple.

Old Master Pei also shaved Pei Ji's head to suit the occasion, accepted him as a lay disciple, and gave him the Buddhist name "Wu Ji". After all, he had already become a monk, and it was not appropriate for him to address his grandson as grandfather or grandson.

Old Master Pei had a high seniority in Fayuan Temple. After Pei Ji became his disciple, he also had a high seniority. Although he was young, he was the senior brother and uncle of all the monks, big and small.

Even after he returned to the secular world, he would still come back to the temple to stay for a while every year. To him, Fayuan Temple was more like his home.

Pei Ji nodded, "Junior Brother Wubei."

Then he introduced Xue Huan to him: "This is my girlfriend, Xue Huan."

Wu Bei had felt that their relationship was special the moment he saw their hands clasped together. After hearing the introduction, he immediately called out, "Hello, Master's Wife."

Monks don’t have much access to the Internet, so Wu Bei didn’t know Xue Huan. What’s more, she was not wearing any ugly makeup and her true face was revealed.

Wu Bei led the two of them inside and said, "Brother, we all thought you were going to be a monk for life. If your uncle knew you had a girlfriend, he would definitely be very happy."

The uncle he mentioned was Pei Ji's grandfather, Master Yuanming.

Pei Ji and Xue Huan first went to visit the abbot, Master Yuanhui. Master Yuanhui was over eighty years old and lived in a quiet little courtyard with a jujube tree.

Seeing Pei Ji brought his girlfriend, Master Yuanhui smiled and, like an ordinary grandfather, rummaged through the drawers and cabinets to find some delicious food and placed it in front of the two of them, and even made tea himself.

Pei Ji pushed him to sit down and said, "You sit down and talk to Huanhuan, I'll do it." He took over the task of making tea.

Master Yuanhui did not force her and sat down with a smile. He looked at Xue Huan with a very gentle gaze and asked her how old she was, what her occupation was, and how she knew Pei Ji.

The topic that unfolded was similar to that of a parent seeing their son bring his girlfriend home for the first time.

Very down to earth.

Before Xue Huan came, she was worried that the monks in the temple would talk to her about profound things like Buddhism and meditation. However, after arriving, she found that the monks in the temple spoke in a very plain and simple manner, just like ordinary people.

She also felt relieved and started chatting with the old man.

Talking about how they met Pei Ji brought up the purpose of their trip.

"...After I jumped into the sea and came out, I found that I had become Pei Ji, and Pei Ji had become me. Our souls had switched into each other's bodies..."

Xue Huan omitted the part about the system and explained the rest of the things in detail.

After listening, Master Yuanhui's eyes fell on the two of them.

Pei Ji asked: "Uncle Master, do you know what caused us to be like this? Is there any way to solve it?"

Master Yuanhui shook his head. "I don't know much about the soul, so I can't offer a solution. However, everything is predestined. Just let it go. Who knows, maybe one day everything will return to normal."

Xue Huan and Pei Ji looked at each other. They didn't expect that even a great monk like Master Yuanhui couldn't give a solution. It seemed that they could only let nature take its course as he said.

After having a vegetarian meal with Master Yuanhui, the two went to the back mountain.

There is a lush Bodhi tree here. After Pei Ji’s grandfather passed away, his ashes were scattered here.

Pei Ji then worshipped the Bodhi tree as his grandfather.

"Grandpa, this is Huanhuan." Pei Ji held Xue Huan's hand and stood under the tree.

His words seemed to have truly reached another world. The Bodhi tree moved silently and made a rustling sound, as if responding to him.

The mountains were quiet, so Pei Ji and Xue Huan stayed there for two days before saying goodbye and leaving.

The monks in the temple were reluctant to let them go, so they packed a lot of local specialties for them to take with them, including amulets, Buddha statues, handmade sesame paste, etc.

Wu Bei said, "I heard that people living down the mountain are under a lot of stress and are prone to hair loss. We make this sesame paste ourselves, without any water added. Netizens who bought it and ate it said it worked well."

While temples are places for self-cultivation and self-improvement, they shouldn't be too disconnected from society, right? Young monks like Wu Bei advocate for keeping up with the times. They even set up an official WeChat account for the temple and sell local specialties there to increase its income.

This sesame paste is the temple’s main product.