Oh no! My online romance partner is actually a Miao holy maiden!

Liu Zheyun, standing nearby, seemed thoughtful. "Should we tell Lao Xu to delete the chat history? What if Bai Ling'er sees it..."

Chen Yang immediately waved his hand, interrupting decisively, "Forget it, let's not meddle in other people's business. Didn't you see the look in her eyes just now? Do you think you have too much time on your hands?"

Zhang Wei nodded, "Old Xu isn't stupid, he definitely knows how to handle this, nothing will go wrong."

"Let's stop worrying about it," Chen Yang said, leaning back in his chair with a very rational tone.

"Anyway, Lao Xu can't escape, so what's the use of us worrying? We might as well save our energy and climb a few more steps today."

Liu Zheyun nodded, "You're right, let's just focus on having fun and ignore everything else."

Zhang Wei nodded, "Okay, that's settled then. Today's just for fun, no need to get involved in other people's business."

The three reached a consensus, fell silent, and each looked out the window.

After about twenty minutes of driving, we stopped at the foot of Wan'an Temple Mountain.

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After getting off the bus, the group stood in front of the stone steps and looked up.

Zhang Wei looked up and counted, then his mouth fell open. "This isn't mountain climbing, it's rock climbing!"

Liu Zheyun: "There are only three hundred steps. I checked before I came."

Zhang Wei: "What's level 300? Can you calculate it for me? Change the unit to 'legs going weak'."

Chen Yang: "If your legs are weak, just stay here. We'll go up and take a picture for you."

Zhang Wei immediately puffed out his chest, "Of course not! My legs used to be able to kick a ball for ninety minutes straight back in the day. Three hundred steps is nothing to me!"

Bai Ling'er walked past him and swept up a step.

Zhang Wei immediately stood up straight, not daring to say anything more.

Bai Ling'er turned her head and looked at Xu Yi's left arm. "Brother Yi, when you climb the steps, don't strain your hand, or the wound will be under pressure."

"I see."

Bai Ling'er continued, "When climbing stairs, you're used to holding onto the railing. Be careful, and if you get tired, just say so you can come down slowly."

Zhang Wei, who was listening nearby, suddenly nudged Liu Zheyun with his elbow and lowered his voice.

"See? She's keeping an eye on Old Xu."

Liu Zheyun blinked. "I saw it."

"This is no ordinary pipe," Zhang Wei analyzed seriously.

"That way, you can control people from head to toe, control them to the bone, until they are completely unaware and still think that's how it is."

Chen Yang chimed in, his voice equally low, "Has Lao Xu still not figured out his own heart? I can already smell the sour stench of love, and he's still like a block of wood."

Liu Zheyun: "I reckon it's about right. He's just too proud to admit it."

Zhang Wei: "What's there to admit? Look at him now, isn't he completely mired in it?"

The group started climbing the steps together.

Halfway up, Zhang Wei was already panting, gripping the stone railing beside him, his face pale. "Just one more minute..."

Chen Yang glanced back and said, "Alright, catch up when you've caught your breath."

"Old Chen, you're so heartless!" Zhang Wei shouted from behind.

Xu Yi and Bai Ling'er walked relatively slowly ahead.

Bai Ling'er had been keeping an eye on Xu Yi.

Xu Yi noticed it too. "I'm really fine. Don't keep staring at me like I'm about to collapse."

"I've always believed that Brother Yi is Ling'er's husband."

Xu Yi was helpless and remained silent.

Bai Ling'er followed beside him, occasionally placing a hand lightly on his arm, not grabbing, just hovering there, ready at any moment.

Zhang Wei and his two companions followed a little further behind, panting as they went, but their eyes never stopped working.

Zhang Wei, panting, asked, "Old Liu, what do you think of this scene?"

Liu Zheyun: "...I can't quite explain it, but I just feel that Lao Xu was different before compared to now."

"Where exactly are the differences?"

Liu Zheyun thought for a moment, "There's someone else here."

Zhang Wei: "...That's obvious."

Chen Yang interjected, "I think Lao Xu should give in to her."

Before long, the group arrived at the temple gate. Zhang Wei was the first to plop down on a nearby rock, holding his knees and panting heavily.

"I can't go on anymore, Lao Xu. Next time, find a temple on a flat road. I'm never climbing mountains again."

"You said you wanted to come," Xu Yi said, handing him a bottle of water.

"I didn't know there were 300 steps!"

"By the way, how come you're acting like nothing happened? You were injured, yet you came all the way here without even breaking a sweat..."

Bai Ling'er stood to the side, glanced at Xu Yi, took out a pack of tissues from her bag, and handed it to him, "Brother Yi, wipe your sweat."

Xu Yi reached out and took it, then pulled out a bill and handed it to Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei's lips twitched; the nauseating smell of this romance was already making him feel unbearable.

"Thank you."

After resting for a while, the group entered the temple.

The incense inside was neither too strong nor too weak; a few elderly people were offering incense in the front hall, while young novices were cleaning in the side rooms.

The air was filled with the faint scent of incense, which, when it touched people, brought a sense of peace to their hearts.

Zhang Wei looked up and around, then lowered his voice.

"I'm going to buy some incense, do you want some?"

Liu Zheyun nodded, "I'll buy one too."

Chen Yang: "Forget it, I don't believe in that."

Bai Ling'er pulled Xu Yi along, bypassing the front hall and heading towards the side courtyard.

That old ginkgo tree is in the side yard, its trunk is so thick that it would take several people to hug it.

The red ribbons on the trees were densely packed and swayed gently in the wind, creating a beautiful red expanse.

Bai Ling'er stood in front of the tree, looking up at it.

"Brother Yi."

"Is this tree really a thousand years old?"

"I'm not sure. The temple said so, but we'd have to ask the tree for its exact age."

Bai Ling'er lowered her head, chuckled softly, then went to the nearby stall, stopped, and said, "Give me twenty."

The stall owner was taken aback for a moment, not understanding but respecting, and then happily began counting.

Xu Yi stood to the side without interfering.

I just watched as she took the stack of red ribbons, picked up a pen from the stall, and began to write something earnestly.

He peeked out.

Bai Ling'er's handwriting is neat and her strokes are very steady.

The content written on each stick is different, but they almost always start with the same two names: Xu Yi and Bai Ling'er.

Following them were all sorts of wishes.

Everything is fine.

Grow old together.

......

Xu also did not fall ill.

I hope Xu Yi's arm gets better soon.

Ling'er always wins in every argument.

Xu Yi's lips twitched when he saw the last message.

How can this be included?

He didn't say anything. Bai Ling'er had already written the eighteenth line, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she were dealing with something important.

On the nineteenth line, she paused, thought for a moment, and then put down her pen, writing a very long line of characters.

Xu Yi only managed to see the first few words. Hopefully, Xu Yi...

She then put the pen away, folded it, and didn't show it to him.

"I won't show this to Brother Yi," she said, raising her head with a serious look in her eyes.

"It was a secret I whispered to Buddha myself."

Xu Yi stared at the folded ribbon, thought for two seconds, and said, "Okay."