Bionic Era

"Did you offend a lot of people?"

"Well, there are some."

"Some?"

"A lot."

Xia Chuluo sat in the co-pilot seat, stroked her delicate chin, and lowered her head to think.

Too many to think about.

Anyway, he is still alive and well.

"where to?"

"District 12, Bei'an Temple, I have an acquaintance who tells fortunes outside the temple."

"Your network is really complicated."

"You can see more complicated ones in the future."

The car starts.

Lu Wen connected to the vehicle system, chose a route, and checked the time, about fifty minutes.

"By the way, what's wrong with your autopilot? Go back to the factory and have it repaired. It's much more convenient to fix it." You have to keep your mind focused while driving. Lu Wen prefers to take a car.

"I don't believe in machines." Xia Chuluo responded indifferently, pulled the seat back, and then put both feet on the center console.

"But I'm also a machine." Lu Wen took a look and found that the girl was in good shape. Although she was not too tall, her legs were quite long, with a golden ratio.

"A machine will not admit to being a machine."

"When writing a program, you can add the answer 'I am a machine'."

"Are you really going to fight me?"

In the early summer, Luo Ruo took out Li Meng's cell phone from his pocket casually, and played with it casually.

If you can't say it, you start to threaten the person, no, the fuselage threat!

The air is shaking and cold, when will the android stand up.

"you win."

Lu Wen consciously shut his mouth.

Open the windows on both sides.

He found that Xia Chuluo seemed to like this kind of feeling of concentrating on the window. The howling wind poured into the car from the window, disturbing her neat short hair.

Humans and bionics flitted backwards outside the car window, all with indifferent expressions, walking in a dream made of reinforced concrete.

The gorgeous neon lights and projections add a bit of color to this fantasy dream.

The hazy fog adds a bit of confusion to this world.

Life is a never-ending trap that devours the mediocre.

"Why did Li Meng ask me to dig a hole?" Lu Wen suddenly thought of this question. That hole was useless from beginning to end.

"She bought a batch of lily seeds recently, maybe it's a hint that you buried the two of them with these flower seeds, or you just want to show Sun Wei's family with a few mice, who knows, I'm not Bionic man." Xia Chuluo still looked out of the window, and habitually stroked his wind-blown hair.

"Then why...why did you decide to let her go?" Lu Wen asked, "I remember the words "law and tolerance" written on the gate of the executive bureau."

"There's also an idiom in the dictionary, it's called grace outside the law." Xia Chuluo responded lightly.

Lu Wen thought about it, yes.

He grew up in a complete social system, and the order of this world seemed to be on the verge of breaking.

Or, order was never established.

Moreover, Xia Chuluo didn't look like a well-behaved girl, otherwise she wouldn't have offended so many people, so she probably relied on her inner feelings to do things.

If she transmigrated to Fa Hai, it is estimated that Water Man Jinshan would no longer exist.

According to those young people, this is a cool girl.

...

No matter what age, 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 inside the red wall, there is a lingering fragrance.

Lu Wen parked the car on the side of the road.

Looking around, there is a mixed bag of heroes and heroes from all walks of life, fortune-tellers, bone-setters, and ointment sellers, all gathered outside the temple.

There is a lot of people, and there is a hustle and bustle.

"It's exactly the same as the temple in memory."

Lu Wen just wanted to speak out, but when he thought of Xia Chuluo beside him, he could only feel emotional in his heart.

The two walked along the red wall outside the temple.

"Little friend, I see that your seal is black, and there will be disasters coming soon, but it is not impossible..."

"Master, I am black."

"..."

"Master, can you read my palm for me?"

"Put out your left hand."

"..."

"Master, do I have a life to be the chairman in the future?"

"Young man, if you don't work hard and believe in these superstitious things every day, it will be difficult to be a parent in the future."

"..."

These fortune-telling master stalls are especially popular.

Some people feel that their fate is not hard enough and they want to change their fate against the sky.

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 booth in a corner, and the stall was an old man with a thin face, wearing a worn Taoist robe, a goatee, and a head of long gray hair tied behind his back, which was quite fairy-like.

"Grandpa Liu, why is the booth location so bad today?" Xia Chuluo squatted down beside the booth, picked up a piece of talisman paper on the booth, and frowned slightly.

"It can't be done, I almost didn'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 sobs, and he was muttering words such as "no one will ever be young again".

"By the way, where is that person?" Xia Chuluo asked.

"I'll call him over right away."

The old man took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

The phone connects.

Not long.

A fat middle-aged man hurried over.

Lu Wen looked him up and down.

【cross】

[Taoist Talisman Paper]

【Buddha Jade Pendant】

【…】

You are not sincere, you are in three boats.

The middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his forehead, he was out of breath, and looked anxious.

"You are Li Jian?"

"Yeah."

The middle-aged man nodded hastily.

Xia Chuluo inquired a bit, and through the conversation of several people, Lu Wen finally knew the reason.

It turns out that this middle-aged man named Li Jian was shocked by the recent repeated death of Li Jian, and he has been praying to God and worshiping Buddha for a while.

I came to see this old Taoist priest today, and I wanted to ask what is a more auspicious name.

"Daozhang, you are really powerful, you even know the third-level executive officers of the executive bureau!"

"That's right, poor people know astronomy at the top, geography at the bottom, and are proficient in chemistry, physics, and biology."

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and stroked his beard.

Experts do pie.

"Just think of a name, just go to the executive bureau to change it. Feudal superstition is not advisable." Xia Chuluo admonished.

"Yes, Miss Xia is right."

Li Jian smiled.

"You're scared."

"Such a big thing happened, I must be scared."

"No, you're 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're afraid of being treated as a guinea pig by the executive bureau, that's why you're 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 died in a row, and the murderer has not been found yet. No one would believe the Executive Bureau.