"Have you offended a lot of people?"
"Well, there are some."
"Some?"
"It's a lot."
Xia Chuluo sat in the passenger seat, touched his delicate chin, lowered his head and thought for a while.
There are so many that I don’t even bother to think about them.
Anyway, I'm still alive and well.
"where to?"
"District 12, Bei'an Temple, I have an acquaintance who tells fortunes outside the temple."
"Your network of contacts is really complicated."
"You can see more complex ones later."
The car starts.
Lu Wen connected to the car system, selected a route, and looked at the time, which was about fifty minutes.
"By the way, why is your automatic driving broken? Return to the factory and have it repaired. It will be much easier after repairing it." Driving requires staying focused, and Lu Wen prefers to ride in a car.
"I don't trust machines." Xia Chuluo responded calmly, pulled the seat back, and then put both feet on the center console.
"But I am also a machine." Lu Wen took a look and found that the girl had a pretty good figure. Although she was not too tall, her legs were quite long, with golden proportions.
"A machine will not admit that it is a machine."
"When you write a program, you can add the answer 'I am a machine'."
"Do you really want to fight with me?"
Xia Chuluo took out Li Meng's mobile phone from his pocket and played with it casually.
If you can't say it, then you start threatening people, no, you threaten the aircraft!
Shivering and cold, when can the android stand up
"you win."
Lu Wen consciously kept his mouth shut.
Open both side windows.
He found that Xia Chuluo seemed to like the feeling of concentrating by the window. The howling wind poured into the car through the window, disturbing her neat short hair.
Humans and androids passed behind the car window, each with an indifferent expression, walking in a dream made of reinforced concrete.
The gorgeous neon lights and projections add a bit of beautiful color to this fantasy.
The hazy fog adds a bit of confusion to the world.
Life is a never-ending trap that eats up mediocre people.
"Why did Li Meng ask me to dig a hole?" Lu Wen suddenly remembered this question. That hole was of no use from beginning to end.
"She recently purchased a batch of lily seeds. Perhaps she was implying that you buried the two of them with these flower seeds, or she simply wanted to show off Sun Wei's family with a few mice. Who knows, I'm not Bionic man." Xia Chuluo was still looking out the window, stroking his wind-blown hair out of habit.
"Then...why did you decide to let her go?" Lu Wen asked: "I remember that the words "Law and Intolerance" were written on the door of the Executive Bureau."
"There is also an idiom in the dictionary called showing mercy beyond the law." Xia Chuluo responded calmly.
Lu Wen thought about it, too.
He grew up in a complete social system, and the order of this world seemed to be always on the verge of fragmentation.
Or maybe order was never established.
And Xia Chuluo doesn't seem to be a well-behaved girl, otherwise she wouldn't have offended so many people. She probably does everything based on her inner feelings.
If she traveled through time to Fa Hai, Shuiman Jinshan would probably cease to exist.
According to those young people, this is a cool girl.
…
No matter what age you are in, there are always a group of people who feel uncomfortable without faith in their hearts.
Bei'an Temple is full of incense.
Under the glazed tiles, there are carved beams and painted buildings, and within the red walls, lingering fragrance lingers.
Lu Wen parked the car on the side of the road.
Looking around, there is a mixture of fish and dragons. Heroes from all walks of life, fortune tellers, bone setters, and ointment sellers are all gathered outside the temple.
There was a bustle of people coming and going.
"It looks exactly like the temple in my memory."
Lu Wen just wanted to speak out, but when he thought of Xia Chuluo being beside him, he could only sigh in his heart.
The two walked along the red wall outside the temple.
"My little friend, I see that your hall is dark, and a disaster will befall you in the near future, but that's not impossible..."
"Master, I'm black."
“…”
"Master, can you read your palm for me?"
"Hold out your left hand."
“…”
"Master, am I destined to be the chairman of the board in the future?"
"Young man, if you don't work hard and believe in these superstitious things every day, it will be difficult for you to be a parent in the future."
“…”
These fortune teller stalls are particularly popular.
Some people feel that their destiny is not strong enough and they want to change their destiny against the will of heaven.
Some people feel that the name is not good enough and they need to change it to a better name.
The two of them came to a stall in a corner. The person setting up the stall was an old man with a thin face. He was wearing a shabby Taoist robe, a goatee, and long gray hair tied behind his back. He had a somewhat immortal air.
"Grandpa Liu, why is the booth location so bad today?" Xia Chuluo squatted down next to the booth, picked up a piece of talisman paper on the booth and frowned slightly.
"It's no good. I almost couldn't get up early this morning. So I came a little late and took up a corner."
The old Taoist's wrinkled face was full of sorrow, and he was mumbling words such as "no one is young anymore".
"By the way, where is that person?" Xia Chuluo asked.
"I'll call him over right away."
The old man took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed a number.
The call is connected.
It didn't take long.
A middle-aged, stout man hurried over.
Lu Wen looked up and down.
[cross]
[Taomen Talisman Paper]
[Buddha Jade Pendant]
[…]
You are not sincere and you are trying to do three things.
The middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his forehead, panting and looking a little anxious.
"Are you Li Jian?"
"Yeah."
The middle-aged man nodded hurriedly.
Xia Chuluo asked about it, and through conversations with several people, Lu Wen finally knew the reason.
It turns out that this middle-aged man named Li Jian was frightened by the recent repeated death cases of Li Jian. He has been praying to God and praying to Buddha during this time.
I came to see this old Taoist priest today because I wanted to ask him which name was more auspicious.
"Taoist Master, you are so powerful. You even know the third-level executive officer of the Executive Bureau!"
"That's not true. I know astronomy at the highest level and geography at the lowest level. I am proficient in all aspects of chemistry, physics, and biology."
The old Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly and stroked his beard.
The master behaves like an expert.
"Just think of a name and go to the Executive Bureau to change it. Feudal superstition is not advisable." Xia Chuluo admonished.
"Yes, Miss Xia is right."
Li Jian smiled apologetically.
"You're scared."
"Such a big thing happened, I must be scared."
"No, you are afraid of the Executive Bureau." Xia Chuluo hit the nail on the head, "You want to go to the Executive Bureau to change your name, but you are afraid that the Executive Bureau will treat it as a guinea pig to lure the snake out of its hole, so you are so entangled, asking gods and Buddhas everywhere, you don't believe it Executive Board?”
"I...I believe it. How could I not believe in the Executive Board?"
Li Jian wiped the sweat from his forehead and forced a smile.
Lu Wen felt a little sympathetic to this guy.
Four Li Jians have died in a row, and the murderer has not yet been found. No one will believe the execution bureau.
(End of chapter)