The strategy failed, she came back holding the bottle

In mid-June, there was a light rain in the early morning, and the moist air masked some of the heat.

Jiang Feng put a goose yellow dress on the child, and then went out carrying a little yellow duck bag.

Jiang Feng had never been to a temple before, mainly because he didn't believe in ghosts and gods and thought they were all complete lies. Now, for the sake of the children, he came to the temple to get some spiritual comfort!

But the next second Jiang Feng arrived here, he felt helpless. There were too many people.

He spent a lot of money to get in, took his children to burn incense and worship Buddha, and asked a young monk for advice on a talisman.

The young monk put his hands together, said "Amitabha", and pointed his eyes at the merit box in front of him!

Jiang Feng understood immediately and took out a wad of banknotes from the little yellow duck bag and stuffed it in.

Seeing how generous he was, the young monk smiled and took out several different talismans for him to choose from.

Jiang Feng: "Which one is the one who guarantees peace?"

The young novice monk pointed to two of them and said, "If you want to give it to the friend next to you, please choose the second one. This was painted by my uncle himself. It has profound Buddhist teachings."

Jiang Feng held Man Yue's hand and asked, "Isn't it said that peace and happiness require the blessing of a master to be effective? Does this count as a blessing?"

Young novice monk: "Amitabha, this hand gesture of yours has been simply blessed. If you want to deepen it, I can recommend a master to you."

As he spoke, he glanced at the merit box again, and Jiang Feng took out a stack of banknotes from the small yellow envelope and stuffed it in.

The full moon made her heart ache. These days, even the Buddha has started to be greedy for money! What amulet? All her bad luck was caused by Jiang Feng. No amulet was effective!

But she didn't know what to say, so she followed the little monk to the backyard.

The young monk asked them to wait in the yard while he went to inform the master.

This temple is quite famous in the East Market, so it's never short of donations, and it's been renovated quite grandly! The backyard where the young monk lives alone has several rooms, a large locust tree, and a small garden.

The full moon clicked its tongue twice, looked around like a little leader on inspection, squatted on the stone road and smelled the flowers in the small garden.

Jiang Feng told her not to run around. Man Yue said "oh" and stood up. She looked up and saw two small benches not far to her left. They were quite exquisite.

She went over to take a look, then stepped on the wall with her arms, just in time to see the other side of the wall.

She was about forty meters away from Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng put his hands on his hips and looked in the direction of the child, pursing his lips: "Little ghost, come back."

Man Yue didn't listen because the scenery on the other side of the wall was so beautiful that she was stunned for a moment.

I saw two monks stacked together, one was an ordinary young monk, and the other was wearing clothes that looked like the abbot. The two were doing some unspeakable things next to a tree in the yard.

This, this, is this something a pure, innocent, ignorant little girl who only read some pornographic stories can see for free? This temple is too open, in broad daylight... in the courtyard.

And that little novice monk was the one above.

The abbot lay on the stone table, suppressing some sobs. "You are really capable of doing this! Hurry up! It will be troublesome if someone sees you."

The young monk kept shifting his body: "What are you afraid of? When you scolded me in front of so many people yesterday, why weren't you afraid of what would happen today?"

The abbot covered his mouth and said, "Hmm~ So you are taking revenge on me, you damn devil! Be gentle! Did you take the medicine on purpose?"

Snapped!Snapped!

What responded to him was the continuous sound of banging!

"Please, let's go inside! It would be terrible if someone saw us!"

The young monk held him down and said, "Wait until I'm done. By the way, I'll tell you something exciting. I turned on the surveillance camera in the corner this morning, and it's recording you being so naughty right now."

"Ah! You...you...well~I can't stand it anymore!"

The abbot shouted while looking at the surveillance camera. Suddenly, he met a pair of children's eyes. He was shocked! He pointed in the direction of the full moon with a trembling hand:

"Ah! Husband, there's someone here, please stop."

Man Yue never thought that she would be caught red-handed because she was too engrossed in watching to broaden her horizons.

Her heart was pounding, her feet slipped, she fell backwards and landed on her butt, hitting her head on the flower bed, but she didn't feel the pain she had expected. It was as if someone was holding her up with a pair of warm big hands.

But when she sat up, there was no one next to her. A few dozen meters away, Jiang Feng was running towards her quickly.

The old locust tree in the yard stands tall and lush, and its leaves, blown by the breeze, sparkle in the sun.

Man Yue's vision blurred for a moment, and she felt something slowly filling her body, and the person running towards her gradually became similar to the mature him.

In the third world, nine months after Man Yue's death.

In the same temple.

Jiang Feng felt more and more like he had lost something precious. Every time the world restarted, his body would get weaker, but this time... it didn't! He even went to the hospital every few days, but nothing happened!

Would this reboot take longer? Or...he had a bad feeling!

He had come to the temple's abbot's place many times, but every time he asked, the old man opposite just looked at him and shook his head.

The winter air was chilly, like a knife scraping his skin. He squatted on the flagstone path in the middle of the garden, stroking the seedlings emerging from the thin snow.

It started snowing again, and the old locust tree in the yard was covered with a layer of white.

He stretched out his palm and caught the tiny snowflake. The moment it fell into his palm, it was like a child falling, furry and soft, making his palm feel heavy and his heart ache, but it disappeared in a flash, making him unable to catch it again.

"Donor, some fate has ended, don't force it anymore."

The old monk's voice came from behind. Jiang Feng felt angry for the first time. He stood up, his dark eyes filled with gloom:

"You don't understand anything, so how can you say there won't be a next time?"

The old monk said nothing, but just lowered his eyes and shook his head, saying that he was stubborn and refused to change.

Jiang Feng laughed. He didn't believe in ghosts, gods or Buddhas at all. He had been here twice and it was really incomprehensible. These monks were deceiving people under the guise of fantasy.

The world has been restarted after the full moon's death three times in a row. Why is this time an exception?

He didn't believe it, so he quickly left the temple, stepped on the accelerator and sped along the road all the way to the company.

"Boss, my wife called this morning to remind you to not forget the monthly dinner. This time she wants to introduce you to a girl, so don't be late."

Jiang Feng entered the office, took off his coat and said coldly, "No."

"But……"

"what?"

The assistant said cautiously, "Madam, didn't you say that Miss Shen ran away from her marriage and didn't want you anymore? She doesn't even want to talk to a girlfriend and be a monk for the rest of her life! If you don't go back this time, she will bring people to your house and force you to go back."

Jiang Feng sat on the sofa, his hand pausing, "Doesn't she like the full moon more? Why is Shen Zhizhi brought up again?"

The assistant raised his eyebrows in confusion and asked, "Who is Man Yue?"