Five years ago in the Lingshan Hall, our company Nanjing broke up the engagement contract in public and dumped Jin Chanzi. The Three Realms laugh at me for not overestimating my abilities - the White Bone Demon is also worthy of the Holy Monk. I went back to Baihuling without any explanation, installed an infrastructure system, laid bluestone slabs, dug hot spring pools, built B&Bs, and turned a barren mountain into a top-notch resort that was fully booked in the three realms. The days passed peacefully, until that evening, when I squatted by the hot spring pool to measure the water temperature, the system's blood-red alarm suddenly filled the screen - the Tenth Life Wife Chasing System was activated, and the target Jin Chanzi broke through the Lingshan blockade, three miles away from the mountain gate.
Standing outside the mountain gate was a man I hadn't seen in five years. The gray and white monk's robes were stained with mountain mud. The cassocks were folded and placed on the stone pillars. The tin staff cracked the bluestone. His right hand was firmly pressing on the knee of his right leg, and his five fingers were dug into the fabric - they were the bone marks left after searching for me for ten lifetimes and failing again and again. He raised his eyes that had been suppressed for five years and ten lifetimes, and stared at my face through the mountain gate, his voice hoarse: "Five years ago, you broke off the engagement, and the poor monk recognized it. Five years later, the poor monk comes to find you - do you want to stop me."
In the past, he twisted Buddhist beads and recited clear rules, and pushed me into the abyss with the words "donor, please respect yourself"; now he abandons his cassock, breaks the Buddhist beads, deposes the Buddha's throne, and squats at the door of my resort to move bricks and do odd jobs. The heaven wanted to divide my property, so he used his cassock to force the gods and Buddhas all over the sky; the system forced us to separate, and he broke the bones of his hands and tore up the barrier. I lowered my head and glanced at the half-missed ring finger on my left hand, then raised my eyes slightly - Want to get back together? First punch in and take attendance, then wait in line.
The ascetic holy monk × the white-bone spirit who broke off the engagement. The only one on the entire internet - I dumped him, he went crazy, he chased his wife in the crematorium for ten lifetimes.
