Wang Xue almost turned her back on anger when she heard this.

"Is it because of Ruan Xiyao again?!"

"I'm telling you to shut up!"

"Pei Zongche, who are you and me?!

"Yes, I'm nothing! Without you, without Jiang Fan! I'm Pei Zongche and nothing! Now that you've come to your senses, it's good! Very good! You can go back wherever you come from, and I, Pei Zongche, are nothing rare now!!"

Jiang Fan and Wang Xue, Pei Zongche doesn't want to mention and see it at all now, they are all the way from beginning to end, seeing Wang Xue is like seeing Jiang Fan and Jiang Yude's faces, he can't wait to slap Wang Xue hard.

"Do you know what you're talking about? Are you being beaten stupid?!!

"Slut!"

Pei Zongche slapped Wang Xue in the face without warning.

He's a fool through and through, a brilliant musician, the best new singer, the best pop superstar! It has nothing to do with him at the moment, he's a fool who can't even save the people he loves the most!

What about these titles and fame? In the end, you can't get what you want most!!

Wang Xue was so angry that she left the Xiangfo Temple. Pei Zongche changed his clothes and came to Ruan Xiyao's side, gently kissed Ruan Xiyao's forehead, and looked at Ruan Xiyao's complexion, it was really much better, could it be that this meditation room really had a magical function?

At the beginning, Master Hui Chou designated this meditation room for Ruan Xiyao to live in, but after Ruan Xiyao left, this meditation room has been empty. In this meditation room, Ruan Xiyao recites Buddhist scriptures every day in front of the Buddha statue on the wall, and learns Buddhism with Master Hui Chou.

Ruan Xiyao suddenly felt that her body became elegant, and her hazy eyes saw the golden light on the Buddha statue radiating towards her. Pei Zongche couldn't see this, so he could only call her softly and guard on the side.

The sound of "Great Compassion Mantra" permeated the entire meditation room, the golden light was projected on the doors and windows, the flying sky was dancing in the sky, they played the graceful Buddhist music, and the Buddha circle appeared in the Daxiong Treasure Hall of the Buddha Temple, and all the people watched this spectacle, discussed and worshipped sincerely. The birds in the mountains and forests are chirping, and all kinds of birds and animals gather around the Buddha Temple and crawl motionless, as if they are praying for blessings. In such a grand occasion, the monks in the temple immediately persuaded the pilgrims inside and outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall to retreat and come to the main hall to recite Buddhist scriptures.

And Pei Zongche didn't know about these at all, he only knew that the most important thing to do now was to protect Ruan Xiyao.

For the sake of safety, the temple decided to close the temple for a few days, and then open the door to welcome guests when the matter cools down a little. The abbot of the precept Miao who was in the lecture suddenly felt bad, and temporarily resigned from the trip to rush back to the Xiangfo Temple, feeling helpless about this music girl from the underworld along the way, and this Xiangfo Temple would sooner or later be stirred up by her. In the past, I didn't really want Master Hui Chou to be in the temple, and every time I asked for some Buddhist teachings, I was reluctant to receive him, but now I have been trying to figure out what Ruan Xiyao's identity is, why everything can listen to her command, and all the Buddhas in the West Heaven are willing to rescue her, and the God of West Heaven Le directly appears in the Xiangfo Temple. Could it be that there is really something wonderful about this Ruan Xiyao?

Back then, Master Hui Chou suddenly returned to Xiangfo Temple, as if he was waiting for someone to come, and he didn't know when he came to inquire, but when he saw Ruan Xiyao, he realized that it was the Ghost Emperor who invited him back to receive Ruan Xiyao.

When he got off the car, the flying goddess above the Buddha Temple had all left, but the small animals in the grass were still crawling and motionless, and he folded his hands and sighed "Amitabha" and entered the temple.

After asking about what had happened these days, the monk took him to Nguyen Xi Yao's meditation room.

"Abbot, abbot, you must save Ruan Xiyao......" Hearing the sound of the door opening, Pei Zongche knelt down and ran to Abbot Jiemiao as if he had regained his vitality and begged.

"Those who can save Ruan Xiyao are not poor monks!"

Abbot Jie Miao stroked his beard and said meaningfully.

"No, except for the abbot in this Xiangfo Temple, no one can save Ruan Xiyao. ”

How could Pei Zongche see these things that only the Buddha's eyes can see, Abbot Jiemiao sighed, walked to Ruan Xiyao's side and looked, the spiritual breath was weak, but continuous, there was no need to worry about his life, he saw the faint red beauty mole that was sealed between his eyebrows, and he approached curiously and wanted to reach out and touch it, but he was thrown back several steps by a golden light, if it wasn't for the cleverness of the monk next to him, he stepped forward to support him, maybe he would have fallen a few heels, after all, he was old, and his legs, feet and reflexes were not good.

"Amitabha!" Abbot Jiemiao stabilized his body, "The wind moves in the heart, the heart moves in the mind, and the mind moves in the attachment! Why should the donor be so obsessed?"

"Abbot, what are you talking about? Can you save Ruan Xiyao first?"

"Amitabha, I am a Buddha in the West, compassionate!"

After the abbot finished speaking, he left, and before Pei Zongche could hold his Buddha sleeve, the monk stopped and stopped Pei Zongche, who was about to chase him out.

"The female benefactor is the destiny of heaven, and she has her own salvation, and she will rest with this. ”

After saying that, he retreated.

Leaving Pei Zongche alone by Ruan Xiyao's side, these days he is almost unable to touch Ruan Xiyao, he is very scared, the words of the abbot and the monk make him hear it in a fog, he is very angry, doubting whether they can save Ruan Xiyao, now it is very difficult to pick up Ruan Xiyao, so he can only sit on the edge of the couch, covering Ruan Xiyao's looming slender hand.

Waiting is a very painful thing, Pei Zongche can only call Liu Zheen who is traveling in the torment and tell Ruan Xiyao what happened, Liu Zheen answered the phone, and Han Yifeng packed his luggage and rushed home overnight.

When Wang Xue came to Xiangfo Temple again and saw Pei Zongche, she couldn't recognize the person in front of her as Pei Zongche, she hadn't seen her for a few days, she was so haggard, her beard was not shaved, and the scars on her face were just wiped clean, and the redness and swelling had not been eliminated.

Looking at Pei Zongche, who was red-eyed and full of injuries, Wang Xue was so distressed that he didn't dare to scold him, in this circle, appearance and image are the most important thing!

"Zong Che, do you hate me so much?"

"I don't hate anyone, only myself. ”

Anxious and worried about getting on fire, Pei Zongche's voice was a little hoarse.

"Since I saw you, I didn't hesitate to put down the artist in my hand, just to be by your side, after so many years, can't you see my heart for you? Why do you always look ruthless and ignorant to me? Now, quarrel with me for a person who doesn't exist at all, give up the achievements we have worked hard together, you tell me, why?!"