Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

"Why is Director Pei interested in Su Zhai?"

Looking at the quiet and solemn ancient temple in front of him, Chu Yao couldn't help but ask what was in his heart.

It's not that she made a fuss, it's just that Pei Hengzhi didn't look like a religious person.

She has contacts with many wealthy families in the imperial capital. Many people worship the God of Wealth, Pixiu, etc. in their homes, and some specially invite Feng Shui masters to set up fortune-making formations.

Chu Yao had been to Pei's house several times before, but had never seen similar objects. She had only heard of one thing that could connect Pei Hengzhi to his faith.

Every year on New Year's Eve, Qingming Festival, and the end of May, the Pei and Bai families would visit this temple just because a certain person's tablet is enshrined inside.

But except for those few days, Pei Hengzhi would not set foot here at all.

The same reason he had avoided seeing Chu Yao for many years was simply because he was afraid of being reminded of something sad again.

Chu Yao also knew very well in his heart that he didn't hate himself, but when he saw himself, he would think of the wrong decision he made, and the guilt was enough to make him miserable.

And he must live until he can safely hand over the Pei family to the next generation of heirs.

This ancient temple stands in the bustling city center. It originally only occupied a small area. In recent years, thanks to the support of the Pei family, the area has doubled.

At this time, outsiders are no longer entertained, and only the sound of chanting can be heard, which makes people feel more peaceful.

"You two, please come this way."

A young monk led the way to a Buddhist temple deep inside. There were no magnificent golden statues inside, and eighty-one lotus lanterns were always burning.

The lit incense was ethereal, and suddenly, Chu Yao seemed to have returned to ten years ago.

If you have never experienced the death of someone close to you, you cannot imagine the sadness.

Obviously yesterday, she was still such a vivid life, but now she has become a puff of smoke.

If it happened again, she would do anything to reverse her fate, even if she broke all her rules or ran away to another place with her.

But, can she really have another chance?

This question kept lingering in her heart, and she still didn't come back to her senses until she entered the dining hall.

Vegetarian cuisine consists of nothing more than three mushrooms, six ears, nine bamboo shoots and a sheng. The appearance of the vegetarian meal here is not as exquisite as that of other vegetarian restaurants, but it has a unique flavor.

Pei Hengzhi brought Chu Yao here specifically for this meal.

After finishing the meal, Chu Yao went to the lecture hall with him. As usual, the abbot was already waiting for him here.

"Mr. Pei, I came here today to ask a question." The monk clasped his hands together.

Now that he had guessed his purpose of coming, Pei Hengzhi didn't bother to shirk anymore and told the abbot directly what he saw today.

After listening, the abbot just said "hmm" lightly and said nothing more.

"Is there really something wrong with the dragon veins in the imperial capital?"

This question came out of Pei Hengzhi's mouth seriously, and Chu Yao even wondered if he had been stimulated in some way.

It was just what a passerby said, with no evidence, but he actually took it seriously?

"So what is right, so what is wrong." The abbot said calmly, "In the cycle of cause and effect, we are just a mustard seed in the ocean. Does Mr. Pei want to use the power of a mustard seed to reverse the flow of the sea water?"

This was different from what Pei Hengzhi had expected. Even though he was talking about this, the abbot had no intention of "saving the common people".

He thought that whether he was a monk or a Feng Shui master, he would be like Chu Yao in the real world.