When Fu Zhengzheng walks past the main hall of Lingshan Nunnery with Han Siqi, she finds someone flash. A hint of doubt flashes through her heart.

Apparently, Han Siqi notices it too. He holds her back and then turns around to tell Fu Wenhai, “I’ll take Zhengzheng to visit the main hall.”

Fu Wenhai nods, “OK. I’ll go to see if the insurance company has sent someone here.”

When Fu Wenhai walks towards the parking lot, Han Siqi goes to the main hall with Fu Zhengzheng. There are only several pilgrims kowtowing to the figure of the Buddha devoutly. No suspicious ones are found.

Fu Zhengzheng asks under her breath, “Siqi, does the one flashing just now belong to the same gang with the boy and the girl?”

“Maybe.”

Han Siqi walks around and doesn’t find anything strange. He walks to the back of the figure of the Buddha. The senior nun walks out at this moment. Seeing Fu Zhengzheng and Han Siqi, she puts her palms together devoutly at once, “Amitabha. You’ve been to enjoy the azaleas. Why are you back so quickly?”

Fu Zhengzheng returns a salute, “Nun, we think we were not devout enough, so we come back.”

While speaking, she finds there is a small door behind the curtain at the back of the Buddha figure and can’t help looking up at Han Siqi. Han Siqi blinks as a response.

A middle-aged nun comes out from the small door, gives a salute to Fu Zhengzheng and then turns around to look at the senior nun, “Master, they are so devout. How about taking them to the rear room to taste the unique tea of Lingshan Nunnery?”

The senior nun thinks and says, “It will take a long time to boil water. I’m afraid they can’t wait.”

The middle-aged nun responds, “Master, water has been boiled.”

Fu Zhengzheng looks Han Siqi and then smiles at the senior nun, “Nun, we’re really thirsty. Shall we be lucky enough to taste the tea in the nunnery?”

“Well…” The senior nun hesitates.

The middle-aged nun says, “Master, I’ll go to make tea”. Then she goes through the small door quickly.

The senior nun looks at Han Siqi and Fu Zhengzheng with complications in her eyes. Then she goes through the small door without saying anything else.

Han Siqi intends to follow her, but Fu Zhengzheng stops her steps with hesitation. Han Siqi holds her hand, smiles at her and then goes through the small door with her. Then they find a row of meditation abodes.

“Unexpectedly there is another world behind the main hall.” Han Siqi says loudly and suddenly.

Fu Zhengzheng thinks his speech is abrupt and glances at him confusedly. Han Siqi just smiles at her, without explaining the reason.

They walk past three meditation abodes after the senior nun and come to a small one.

The senior nun offers seats to them. Soon, the middle-aged nun enters with two cups of hot tea and puts them before Fu Zhengzheng and Han Siqi.

“Please enjoy yourselves.”

“Thank you.” Looking at the exquisite tea set, Fu Zhengzheng can’t help picking one cup. She looks carefully, lifts the lid, smells it and praises, “Good tea. Even the tea set is so exquisite.”

The middle-aged nun explains, “It’s the tea collected before the Qingming Festival on the mountain behind the nunnery. It’s only available to lucky ones.”

“Thank you.” Then Fu Zhengzheng says to Han Siqi smilingly, “Did you hear that? We must taste the tea slowly.”

Han Siqi picks up a cup too and looks at it carefully.

When Fu Zhengzheng is about to drink, the senior nun reminds her suddenly and loudly, “Be careful! It’s hot!”

“Thanks for your reminding. Don’t worry.”

Then Fu Zhengzheng blows it, puts the cup to her lips slowly and pretends to drink. Suddenly she loosens her hand. With the bang, the exquisite cup falls onto the ground and is broken.

“Ouch, so hot!” Fu Zhengzheng covers her mouth and groans “painfully”.

“Zhengzheng, what’s wrong?” Han Siqi throws his cup on the table, rushes to Fu Zhengzheng and looks at her worriedly.

The middle-aged nun feels anxious to look at the debris on the ground and the cup knocked over on the table. But the senior nun sighs with relief apparently. She fiddles with the prayer beads and whispers, “Amitabha.”

Fu Zhengzheng gasps twice and looks at the senior nun apologetically, “Nun, sorry. Your good tea is wasted.”

The senior nun looks at her kindly, “It doesn’t matter. That means you don’t have the luck to taste our nunnery’s tea. Please go back.”

Fu Zhengzheng and Han Siqi exchange their glances and are ready to go out. At this moment, the door of the meditation abode is opened. Several men rush into it and block the way.

A bald man about 40 years old shouts at Fu Zhengzheng menacingly, “Go back? No way!”

Han Siqi stands before Fu Zhengzheng and snaps, “Who are you? What do you want to do?”

Hatred flashes across the bald man’s eyes. He says through clenched teeth, “We want to kill you!”

The bald man waves. Five men behind him show their knives immediately and are ready to attack.

The middle-aged nun is frightened to huddle in a corner. The senior nun walks to the middle instantly and puts her palms together devoutly, “Amitabha. Didn’t you just require us to take them here? Please calm down. Don’t use knives…”

A sound of the slap!

Before the senior nun is done, the bald man slaps her face, and soon a five-finger print appears on her face clearly.

“Bitch, you nearly screw it up. How dare you talk nonsense here?”

“Nun!” Fu Zhengzheng goes up quickly to stabilize the senior nun.

The senior nun manages to stand stably at last. She glances at Fu Zhengzheng apologetically and keeps saying “Amitabha”.

Han Siqi winks at Fu Zhengzheng. She takes the hint and helps the senior nun sit on a nearby chair.

“Buddies, go.”

With the order of the bald man, other men begin to attack with their knives.

Han Siqi picks up a stool quickly and swings it at them. Fu Zhengzheng rushes over too and fights against the men with him.

“Be careful.”

Han Siqi warns Fu Zhengzheng quietly while fighting against those guys. He pushes her behind the table. He stands before the table so that those men can’t approach Fu Zhengzheng.

Fu Zhengzheng can’t help him and shouts worriedly behind him, “Be careful too!”

Although there are six rivals and they all have knives, Han Siqi isn’t afraid. He kicks around and doesn’t let them be at an advantage. It makes Fu Zhengzheng surprised and earn her respect. She knows Han Siqi is good at Kung Fu, but she never thought he would be so skilled.

Then suddenly, a man drags up the senior nun who is sitting nearby and pushes her to Han Siqi.

Han Siqi takes the senior nun quickly. A man takes the chance and swings his knife at him. Fu Zhengzheng is startled. She jumps onto the table and kicks the man’s wrist. His knife drops. Then she jumps down and lands in front of Han Siqi.

Finding that Fu Zhengzheng is standing foremost, the bald man takes out a long knife and swings it at her. She jumps aside and avoids his knife, but she is separated from Han Siqi.

Seeing that, Han Siqi rushes over, but he is stopped by other men. He can’t take care of Fu Zhengzheng, so he shouts while fighting against these men, “Go out!”

“Stop her!”

Before Fu Zhengzheng runs to the door, a man with a knife has rushed to the door and points the knife at her. The bald man is running after her, so Fu Zhengzheng pretends to turn around. Then she turns around quickly and kicks the knife of the man at the door.

“Look out!” Han Siqi shouts behind her.

The knife is about to drop on Fu Zhengzheng’s foot. With a muffled voice, the man collapses suddenly. Fu Zhengzheng sees Fu Wenhai standing at the door with a long wooden stick.

“Watch out!” Fu Wenhai says while rushing in. He wards off the bald man’s long knife with the wooden stick and then swings the stick at the bald man.

Obviously, the bald man didn’t think someone would come to help Fu Zhengzheng so quickly. He is hit by Fu Wenhai’s stick and spits blood. Then he throws off his stick and swings his knife at Fu Wenhai again.

Finding Fu Zhengzheng is in danger, Han Siqi vanquishes the men quickly and then rushes to Fu Zhengzheng. Fu Wenhai stands by them with the stick. They three confront those men together.

“Mr. Han, are you all right?”

Lu Song asks behind them. Dozens of men in black suits rush in simultaneously and surround those guys led by the bald man.

Finding their rivals have so many helpers, those guys become frustrated and less overbearing instantly. After struggling for a short time, they are conquered.

“Go inside!”

Two other men in black suits come in with two people. Fu Zhengzheng recognizes they are the two youngsters taking photos on the Happy Reunion Stone.

Looking at the scene and Fu Zhengzheng, the girl rushes over tearfully but is stopped by a man in a black suit.

“Sister, sorry. I didn’t mean to harm you. I was forced.”

Fu Zhengzheng asks, “Did you know the Happy Reunion Stone was loose?”

The girl nods. Then she points the bald man and cries, “Sister, they forced me to do that. Otherwise, they would send me away for prostitution.”

The bald man snaps at the girl, “You even couldn’t finish such a small task. I should have sent you away for prostitution long before.”

A sound of slaps. Fu Zhengzheng gives him two slaps. “One is for the senior nun. The other is for the girl. Let me see if you dare to do evil things again.”

The bald man wants to rise and fight back against Fu Zhengzheng, but he is pinned down tightly by some men in black suits.

“Bitch, I will kill all your family sooner or later.”

A sound of the slap. This slap is given by Han Siqi.

The bald man struggles desperately, but he can’t move. Then he curses Fu Zhengzheng, “Bitch, you’d better look out, or we’ll revenge sooner or later!”

Fu Zhengzheng’s heart jolts, “Who are you on earth?”

Before the bald man opens his mouth. Another group of men rush in. Yang Tao, He Menghuai and other policemen come.

Yang Tao comes in and sees the scene. He has guessed what happened. Seeing Fu Zhengzheng fine, he sighs with relief and signals his men to take away those guys.

Yang Tao looks around and asks Han Siqi, “Are you OK?”

“Yes.” Han Siqi answers and then looks up and down at Fu Zhengzheng.

Yang Tao signals He Menghuai and other policemen to take away those guys. He Menghuai takes the hint.

The senior nun enters and says to Fu Zhengzheng apologetically, “I’m sorry.”

Then about eight nuns run in and surround the senior nun in tears.

“Master, are you all right?”

“Master, we’re sorry for you.”

Listening to what they said, Fu Zhengzheng knows those guys arrested them and forced the senior nun to do as told. Recalling the senior nun signaled them to leave early regardless of her own safety, Fu Zhengzheng can’t help taking the senior nun’s hand and saying, “Nun, I’m sorry to bother you.”

The senior nun makes a bow with hands in front, “Amitabha, a good person deserves a good ending.”

Thinking of a good person, Fu Zhengzheng looks up at Fu Wenhai at once, but he is gone. She is confused.

At this moment, Han Siqi’s phone rings.