Non-human Gene Complex

After more than a day, Lan Mu and Luo Yan came to Dengfeng, Henan.

The two of them came here as tourists, and they would not be restrained if they were not disturbed by people from Qianlong.

In a place like the capital, if Qianlong finds a human-shaped containment to make trouble, who knows what he will do. The standing Qianlong in the world also has obliteration-type containment.

"Henan is different. It's good if the storage has no owner. If there is an owner, it depends on whether he knows the acquaintance."

Lan Mu and Luo Yan boarded the Zhongyue Songshan Mountain after switching the treasure hunting mouse sensor several times.

Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are distributed in Mount Songshan. There is Shaolin on the mountain, Taoist temples at the foot of the mountain, and many academies.

The target of Lanmu, on the mountain, is located in Shaolin Temple.

Ascending the mountain road, there are tourists from all over the world. After all, Shaolin is the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism, a thousand-year-old temple, and there are always people who come here admiringly.

But after all, it is much less than before, and I don't know if I don't know what kind of small temple it is.

"A dozen or so people... Shaolin Temple wouldn't be in such a decline, right?" Lan Mu asked puzzled.

Luo Yan was taken aback for a moment, watching Lan Mu hesitate to speak.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Luo Yan, Lan Mu seemed to know why.

Luo Yan smiled awkwardly and said, "Because of the angel..."

"Ahhh!" Lan Mu couldn't help laughing, it was purely dark under the lights, he himself had forgotten how much influence angels had on the beliefs of the world.

In the past, not many people in Huaguo believed in God, but now everyone knows that the angel is coming.

Anyway, praying to the true God is not bad.

This act instantly shook the foundation of other religions. The Catholic religion is okay, because their religions are similar, and they are suspected of plagiarizing each other, and they all have angels.

But Buddhism and Taoism are miserable. Faced with the appearance of a seraph, they all began to rack their brains to make their respective religions approach it.

For example, in Buddhism, they originally have the theory of three angels and heaven and man, but these two have no fixed image, they have always symbolized birth, old age, sickness and death, let alone six wings.

So they forcibly put the Buddhist angel on Gabriel. As for why his name is Gabriel, Buddhism says that all these are illusory and unimportant.

Buddhism is reluctant to fool it, but Shaolin Temple is Zen, and Gabriel will not be included in the system intuitively.

But the people in Shaolin Temple are also very arrogant, saying why the angel Gabriel appeared, you can understand it yourself!

Modern people are very shrewd, what are the benefits of realizing it? It is better to pray to the angels if you have enlightenment. The angels can broadcast live to the whole world. They are omnipotent and can certainly hear the wishes of believers.

Since ancient times, Buddhism has changed in China. If you go to a temple, you must have a wish. If you don’t have a wish, what kind of Buddha do you worship? Even those who have no wish in their hearts come, they are traveling, taking pictures and chatting to join in the fun.

After listening to Luo Yan's explanation, Lan Mu sighed, both Buddhism and Taoism were shot, whoever made him an angel, if he turned into a fairy, Taoism could go to heaven.

Thinking about it this way, today is not a special day, and even a dozen or so people went up the mountain to enter the temple, which is already considered too many.

"My lord, I remember that after the angel appeared a few days ago, Shaolin was even visited by no one for a period of time. Except for their own people, no tourists came here. Now there are guests. What methods should be used to attract them?" Luo Luo Yan said suddenly.

"Oh?" Lan Mu nodded, almost confirming that Shaolin has a containment item. Could it be that they used it at the moment of faith crisis?

Looking at the father and son climbing the mountain in front of them, Lan Mu rushed over to say hello.

"Hi, may I ask if you also came to Shaolin to play?"

The uncle said with a smile: "Well, we are here to fulfill our wish."

"Fulfilling the wish..." Lan Mu's eyes lit up. If it's about the contents, isn't it the wish that can be linked to the fulfillment of the wish?

But then he was disappointed. From the mouth of the uncle, he learned that there is nothing in Shaolin that makes people wish to come true, but there is an old monk who is good at solving lottery.

A few days ago, this uncle was introduced by someone, saying that there is a straight-talking monk in Shaolin who is very accurate in fortune-telling. So he calculated it out of curiosity, and as a result, what the other party said was realized one by one, and he also changed the fate of his son's accidental death under his guidance.

So he thought it was the old monk who saved his son's life, so he took his son up the mountain to thank him today.

"Fortune-telling...it seems to be pretty good."

Lan Mu's spiritual power extends to the temple, and he has seen the whole temple. There are basically only monks in it, and there are very few good men and women.

Soon, according to his uncle's description, he found an old fortune-telling monk in a side hall.

At this time, the old monk was unwrapping a lottery for a wealthy businessman. Without unnecessary ceremony, the rich man directly pulled out a wooden stick from a lottery container, with a sentence written in cinnabar on it.

"When King Wen meets a phoenix, he sings, like a fish transforming into a dragon, the hexagram of the superior."

The rich businessman was overjoyed, the hexagram was so good, he knew that his fortune was coming even without explaining it.

Unexpectedly, the old monk held the stick and frowned slightly, instead of congratulating him, he said, "Wen Wang meets Fengming, Wu Wang transforms into a dragon..."

The rich businessman didn't understand what it meant at first, but then he realized that it doesn't mean that his son will have the luck of turning into a dragon, and he will die?

"Master Kongchan, what do you mean? My friend said that you can know the future, please explain it carefully!" the wealthy merchant asked.

The old monk used to interpret it according to the hexagrams, mediocre, but since the appearance of the angel, no one cares about it in the temple, and the Shaolin Group has a major crisis, and a series of their businesses have turned to losses.

Only then did he begin to interpret the lottery for people in detail, saying some words that the hexagrams would not say, almost predicting the future.

"Tomorrow you will meet a noble man who will help you achieve an extraordinary career, and you will trust him very much. It's just that you will die because of it next year. After that, he will control your property and raise your son."

If a wealthy businessman is struck by lightning, he is not yet forty years old, and anyone who knows that he has only one year to live will be stunned.

"You didn't die naturally. You were murdered tomorrow on July 15th. If you didn't choose to trust that noble person, you wouldn't strive for higher achievements and succeed, and naturally you wouldn't die. How? Choose your own destiny, you can figure it out." The old monk said.

The rich businessman understands, if he doesn't take a gamble with others on a certain big business, and rises like a dragon...he won't die, otherwise, he will be killed next year.

"Who hurt me, can you tell me clearly?"

The old monk smiled and said: "I don't know, everything may be different since you heard the poor monk's release of the lottery. Life."

To put it bluntly, if you don't die, you won't die. While achieving extraordinary achievements, he will also pay the price of his life, and it will be his son who will enjoy the achievements in the end.

Whether he chooses to die and leave his son behind, or to save his life and keep his current life, it all depends on the choice of the rich businessman.

After seeing off the rich businessman, the old monk shook his head and stroked the stick in his hand.

He is considered a veteran in the temple, relying on his seniority, he owns the shares of Shaolin Group. The stick in my hand came from a dusty corner in the temple, and I don't know how long it has been in the temple.

After getting the lottery holder, he discovered that it has a unique ability to solve the lottery. Holding the lottery holder in his hand, he can know the basic fate of the drawer.

For example, which day will rise, which day will decline, which day will give birth, and which day will die...

When did you meet the most important person in your life? Who is the destined marriage? Everything in life is known to him.

However, when he got the stick, he was already very old, and he kept in awe of the Buddha and the secrets in his heart, and he did not prophesy to others at will.

As we get older, Shaolin has long been dominated by the younger generation. They have made a lot of noise and made a lot of derivative industries to make money. It is no longer the old way. . So what if the secret is leaked? The future will change.

Besides, Shaolin Temple forbids insiders to do fortune-telling. It has never been used in this business. It is too easy to be criticized for undoing the lottery. Shaolin, which has many financial resources, does not need it, so he has almost never used it for several years.

If it wasn't for the appearance of the angel, Shaolin fell into turmoil, and many disciples who thought Shaolin had no future left one after another, he might never have shown this ability to solve the lottery.

The old monk who was sitting on the futon in a daze suddenly trembled in his hand, he was taken aback, this kind of situation had never happened before.

With a flash of inspiration in his heart, he drew a lottery.

The letter: "Xiang Yu was trapped in the Wujiang River, lost his boat on the boat, and the next hexagram!"

On the surface, to lose a boat while sailing means to do something but lose the most important tool. Xiang Yu is trapped in the Wujiang River, besieged on all sides, which means that there are many difficulties and no way to escape. In addition, the loss of the ship is almost a desperate situation, so he made a lottery.

The old monk held the lottery tube in his hand and drew a lottery for himself, so the lottery tube instantly told him his fate.

After a few minutes, he will lose the lottery in his hand and die under the lottery.

"So that's the case. No wonder I couldn't count my own life before. It turns out that the moment when I lost the lottery is the time of my death."

"Before this day, the time will never come... The future of all living beings is uncertain, but my future is absolutely doomed..."

The old monk sighed, and then saw two people walking quickly into the side hall.

It was Lan Mu and Luo Yan who were one step ahead and arrived here before the other tourists arrived.