In the Buddhist hall, Fu Fengyi read Buddhist sutras devoutly. The Bodhisattva rails on her hands had been touched very smoothly. When she saw Ao Xue, she said, "You've been unlucky lately. Like what happened this morning, I won't say anything. You'll pay more attention in the future!"

Ao Xue nodded and laid down the Guanyin Sender. Fu Fengyi's sight was attracted by the Guanyin Sender. "Who brought this?"

Ao Xue went to the Buddhist temple and worshipped him. Then he said, "This morning your friend sent us a message that we had forgotten to take it."

Fu Fengyi fondly touched the lines of Guanyin, but there was a trace...